Chapter 193 Discharge from hospital and Percy's nightmare

"Just let me advance one month's salary, please, Director!"

A familiar voice came into his ears, and Percy's consciousness finally returned to his body again.

He opened his eyes with great effort and looked towards the source of the voice, and saw his father Arthur Weasley bowing his head and begging a man sitting in the boss chair with his legs crossed. His spine was bent, and his expression was extremely humble, with some humiliation in it, which made Percy feel very distressed.

The man sitting opposite him was blond and well-proportioned. Although he was old, he still looked very handsome, like a handsome uncle.

For some reason, Percy always felt that this blond man looked very familiar, but he couldn't remember who he was.

"It's only the beginning of the month, Arthur. I can't give you an advance on next month's salary." The blond man shook his legs and said sarcastically, "Here's what, Arthur, don't say I don't help you. This is my personal charity to you. Go pick it up."

After saying that, the blond man took out a handful of copper nites from his arms and scattered them on the ground. Seeing this, Arthur's pupils shrank suddenly, his fists clenched tightly, and his expression became ferocious.

Facing Arthur's look of about to hit him, the blond man was not panicked at all. He changed to a more comfortable sitting position and continued to watch the show.

He knew very well that Arthur would definitely give in. As the saying goes, don't be too harsh on young people, they will resign. But you can beat those middle-aged people to death, especially those who have houses and children. Sure

enough, under the gaze of the blond man, Arthur finally loosened his fists and slowly bent down to pick up the copper nites on the ground. His movements were so slow that Percy could see that his body was trembling slightly as he bent over, as if he was enduring some kind of severe pain.

'No! Dad!'

Seeing this, Percy instinctively screamed but found that the sound he made was completely meaningless moaning of a baby. He raised his hands in front of him and finally realized that he had become a baby!

Under the gaze of Percy and the blond man, Arthur finally bent over and picked up the copper coins on the ground one by one.

The blond man laughed at this, and Percy glared at him. If eyes could kill, the blond man would probably have been killed by Percy ten thousand times.

It seemed like ten thousand years had passed, and Arthur finally picked up all the few copper coins on the ground.

Putting the copper coins in his arms, Arthur turned around and was about to leave without saying a word. But at this moment, the blond man's voice came again:

"Wait! Don't you even say thank you? Arthur! You pure-blooded shame!"

Hearing this, Arthur Weasley's hand stretched out to the door handle suddenly froze in mid-air. At this moment, he wanted to beat the blond man hard, but he finally gave up the idea and said in an inaudible voice: "Thank you."

There was no way. He still had a wife and two children to support. If he lost his job because of this incident, then Molly and the others would be finished.

"What did you say? I can't hear you!"

"Thank you!"

Listening to Arthur's hysterical voice, the blond man finally showed a satisfied look on his face and whispered: "Go away."

Seeing his father walked out of the office as if he had lost his soul, Percy's heart was about to break.

However, this was just the beginning.

As time passed, Percy slowly grew up, and as he got older, more and more sufferings followed.

He was bullied in his childhood, and after entering Hogwarts, he was bullied by his classmates because he was from the Weasley family.

After finally getting a girlfriend, someone else snatched her away. After finally getting married, the child he gave birth to didn't look like him at all. After much investigation, he finally found out that his wife had cheated on him, and he caught the third party in bed.

Unfortunately, the third party was too strong, and Percy, who went to catch the third party, was beaten up instead. In the end, his wife left him with the child.

In his career, Percy has achieved nothing, and like his father, he can only stay in a small department.

And like his father, he has a leader who often bullies him. Coincidentally, Percy's leader also has blonde hair and is very handsome. He is simply a younger version of Arthur's leader.

In fact, whether it is the children who bullied him in childhood, the person who robbed his girlfriend, or the man who cheated on him and beat him up, they all have blonde hair as dazzling as the sun, and they look like they were carved from the same mold.

In the end, Percy, who was completely disappointed with the world, finally put his wand against his temple, and he was ready to end his life with a crushing spell.

But what was despairing was that Percy thought about it for a long time but couldn't remember the spell to break the spell. In the end, he could only smile bitterly and threw away the wand in his hand.

'I am really a waste. I even forgot the spells for the third grade of Hogwarts.'

Percy thought so in his heart and reached for the table knife beside him, ready to use physical means to continue what he had just unfinished.

However, at this moment, an ethereal voice suddenly came over.

"My little darling, my poor little darling."

Hearing this, Percy's body trembled. Little darling was his nickname, and only his parents would call him that.

Suddenly, Percy finally remembered everything. Everything around him was collapsing rapidly, and he himself seemed to be pushed hard and flew out directly.

...

In the ward of the school infirmary, Percy finally opened his eyes under the gaze of everyone.

Looking at the familiar family in front of him, Percy burst into tears. He just had a dream, a very terrible nightmare, in which he lost everything.

He opened his mouth slightly, and just as he was about to say something, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of gold.

Gold?

As if stimulated by something, Percy's expression froze for a moment. He slowly turned his head to look at the source of the gold, and saw a handsome blond boy smiling at him.

"Ah! No, I was wrong! Don't pester me..."

Everyone in the ward looked at Percy who was struggling frantically, confused, and didn't understand why he became like this when he saw Mike.

Mike's expression now was the same as everyone else in the ward, but deep in his heart he silently gave a thumbs up to the raven Papi.

It seems that the nightmare has a good effect.

The Weasley family tried to comfort Percy but it was all in vain. As long as Mike appeared in Percy's field of vision, Percy would go crazy.

Finally, Mr. Weasley had no choice but to ask Mike to leave. He sent Mike all the way to the door. Arthur Weasley also expressed his sincere apologies to Mike.

Of course, Mike said that he would never take it to heart. After comforting Mr. Weasley for a few words, he took Franklin and Penelope back to his ward.

The three of them returned to Mike's ward. Penelope breathed a sigh of relief and finally relaxed. Percy's madness just now made her very nervous. She was afraid that Percy would do something bad to Mike in his excitement.

However, she was completely overthinking. Now for Percy, Mike is his psychological shadow, and it is the kind with infinite area. He can't escape when he sees Mike, so how can he do anything that is not good for Mike.

Lying back on the bed, Mike looked at Franklin's messy curly hair and suddenly thought of Alfu, the laughing owl who liked to build a nest on Franklin's head, so he asked:

"Franklin, where is your Alfu? Aren't you inseparable from it?"

"Don't mention it, Mrs. Bonfler said that pets can't be brought into the infirmary, so I left it in the dormitory."

Mike nodded when he heard it. To be honest, he still missed Alfu. After all, its laughter was too magical. Combined with its appearance when it was with Franklin, the scene was so funny.

Just as everyone was talking, the door of the ward was pushed open again.

"Hello, I'm here to help Mike with the hospital check-up."

The thin Soraka appeared in front of the three people and said weakly.

The moment Mike saw her, goose bumps appeared on his arms and he yelled, "Get out, I don't want you to do it, I want someone else!"

Soraka seemed to be scared by Mike, and hid behind Penelope in a flash.

Generally speaking, girls develop earlier than boys, so girls of Mike's age are usually taller than boys of the same age, but this is not the case with Soraka.

Although Soraka is two years older than Mike, she is very short. Penelope, who is the same age as her, can completely cover Soraka with her body, which surprised Mike.

"Please, let me help you check, I will be very gentle." Soraka stuck her head out and pleaded pitifully, "If there is no problem after the examination, you can be discharged from the hospital, how great."

Mike felt bad when he saw her begging. How could a doctor beg a patient to do a free examination for him? So he was ready to refuse out loud.

However, Penelope seemed to be full of maternal love at this time. She comforted Soraka softly and said to Mike:

"Just let her check it out. Madam Pomfret's treatment of Cedric has reached the most critical moment. How can she have time to help you check it out now?" "

Besides, Soraka is Madam Pomfret's most proud disciple. Are you afraid that she will treat you badly?"

Penelope's words made sense. Mike had no way to refute it at all. In the end, he could only agree with a wry smile.

So Penelope and Franklin left the ward so that Soraka could concentrate on the examination.

"Mike, come and take the medicine." Soraka handed a glass of life and death water to Mike with a bright smile on her face.

"No! Take it away!" Mike refused hastily. He was not a fool. How could an ordinary discharge check-up require anesthesia? "Check it quickly and then disappear from my sight. I don't want to see you again in my life!"

Soraka's eyes instantly turned red after being told by Mike. She hurriedly put away the water of life and death and lifted up Mike's shirt to help him check.

Mike couldn't bear to see Soraka being bullied, so he also cooperated and lay down flat.

Because of her short stature, Soraka could only get as close to Mike as possible to check Mike's injuries.

As soon as she got close to Mike, she smelled a very light but very nice fragrance. Mike couldn't describe this fragrance at all. In the end, he could only say that it was a body fragrance exclusive to girls.

Aroused by this fragrance, Mike's attention shifted to Soraka's face.

A pair of huge black-framed glasses covered half of Soraka's face, and the rest of her face was also covered with dense freckles, which looked quite ugly.

That's right, she was ugly. Mike really didn't like girls with freckles on their faces, so he began to imagine what Soraka would look like without glasses.

After imagining it, Mike was surprised to find that if he ignored the freckles and glasses, Soraka was actually pretty.

His sight moved down again, and what appeared in front of Mike was a pair of round breasts. Although Soraka was short, she was not the skinny type, which could be seen from her breasts.

Slowly, Mike was a little dazed.

This was the wizarding world, and the freckles and myopia on Soraka's face could be completely removed by magic. Then a great beauty would be born.

"Your internal organs have recovered very well, and you can be discharged tomorrow."

Just as Mike was thinking about it, Soraka's somewhat excited voice suddenly came over.

Looking down at his chest, what appeared in front of Mike was his opened chest cavity, with internal organs of different colors and a heart beating violently.

"WTF?"

Mike uttered a curse word in Chinese in a daze. Before he could react, Soraka covered her mouth as if she suddenly remembered something, and then took out her magic wand and pointed it at Mike.

"Faint!"

Soraka's wand tip flashed, and Mike lost consciousness again.

...

The next day, Mike woke up from his sleep, holding his chest. He had just dreamed that Soraka cut him open and ate his internal organs with a wild laugh. He

felt his chest back and forth with slightly trembling hands, and found that not only was there no pain in his chest, but even the bandages had been removed. Mike breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so stupid, really. I actually had fantasies about that kind of woman!" Mike said in a somewhat lost and dejected manner, "That woman doesn't like men at all. She only likes to cut people open and look at those bloody internal organs!"

"What internal organs?"

Mike was startled by the sudden sound. He looked up and saw Madam Pomfret leaning against the door of the ward, staring at him with a puzzled expression.

"Um, nothing, I just..."

"Okay, I don't have time to listen to your lies." Madam Pomfret interrupted Mike impatiently, "Get out of here, you little bastard, you can be discharged now!"

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Mike jumped up from the bed in an instant, picked up the bag of Traceless Stretching Spell on the bedside table and rushed out of the ward.

He didn't want to stay in this ward for a moment anymore. The experience of seeing himself being disemboweled twice was simply a nightmare for him.

Madam Pomfret looked at Mike's impetuous look, smiled and shook her head, and shouted at Mike's receding back: "Don't come back again! If you dare to come back again, I will break your legs!"

"Thank you! Madam Pomfret!"

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