"Excuse me... Is Dr. Greenwald there?"

    Knocking softly at the door, Mrs. EBO thought for a second and decided to take a correct attitude towards Klein.

    He who can is the best.

    No matter how old you are, a man of ability should be respected.

    "Yes, please come in."

    A familiar voice came from the door.

    Hearing the speech, Mrs. Aibo pushed the door and entered. Sure enough, she saw the young excessive face behind the desk.

    But her first reaction was

    "So red!"

    Klein''s office, like the rest of St. Mungo''s magic and injury hospital, is mainly white. Even if the office is dotted with some light plants, and even the uniform of the on duty nurse is light green rather than dark green, his red robe is still too conspicuous.

    "Ha ha."

    Seeing Mrs. Abbott''s expression, Klein smiled bitterly.

    To be honest, he is not a person with "idol burden". He usually wears clothes based on decency and generosity, and never wears clothes with jumping colors.

    But this time Alberto The special therapist robe hank prepared for him really "showed" him.

    However, he could only attribute the kindness of Abbott to the unique taste of Dumbledore''s peers.

    What he did not know, however, was that Dumbledore had whispered to Alberto Hank, crimson is Klein''s favorite color.

    Well, just after Klein disliked his big red robe at the magic Summit

    "Mrs. Abbott, you came later than I thought."

    Shaking his head and smiling, Klein stood up and welcomed Mrs. Abbott.

    The day before the magic summit, he bluntly pointed out that there were some problems with Mrs. EBO''s liver.

    Klein thought that Mrs. Abbott would go to the hospital the next day for a good examination. Therefore, he specially wrote a letter to President Alberto.

    Who would have thought that the lady directly postponed it for less than half a month.

    "The business in the bar is too busy to leave..."

    Mrs. Abbott smiled and looked a little embarrassed.

    Strictly speaking, she failed Klein''s kindness.

    "Well, it''s nothing. It''s not too late now."

    Klein waved his hand and asked the nurse on duty to pull a nursing bed.

    "I know your disease well. So far, there will be no big problem.

    Now I''m going to give you a thorough examination, OK? "

    Asked Klein in his red robe.

    "This... Of course... Dr. Greenwald, please."

    In the past, Klein was his daughter''s classmate. Mrs. Aibo can treat her with the attitude of elders.

    But now, Klein is a listed therapist of St. Mungo magic injury hospital (with the special approval of the Minister of magic, she can use magic within the scope of St. Mungo magic injury hospital). Naturally, her attitude should be respectful.

    "There''s no need to be so distant, Mrs. Abbott. Come on, please lie down."

    Klein smiled and asked the nurse on duty to bring another strange stethoscope and a footstool.

    Mrs. Aibo lay down uneasily. For some reason, her heart beat faster for no reason.

    "First of all, this is a normal human liver."

    Stepping on the footstool, Klein waved his wand and projected a black-and-white three-dimensional liver in front of Mrs. Aibo.

    "This is for comparison.

    Well, let''s take a look at your liver, Mrs. Abbott. "

    The red sandalwood wand clung to Mrs. Aibo''s liver. Klein showed a reassuring look and recited the spell.

    "Shua", a black-and-white liver projection appeared next to the phantom just now.

    But this time, on the projection of the liver, there were dots the size of small grains of rice

    "Come on, little Klein''s unique diagnosis!"

    Mrs. Abbott''s face turned pale for a moment, but the two nurses on duty showed an excited look. No matter how many times I have seen it, this unrestrained means is still amazing.

    If the appearance of "Shenwei curse" opens a window for Summoning Magic spells, it has changed the fighting mode of wizards to a certain extent.

    Then Klein''s diagnostic method directly subverts the long established three views of traditional therapists!

    Traditional healers are similar to the "witch doctors" in the general population.

    "Spells", "potions" and even "poisons" can become their means of treatment.

    Be sick?

    Can I give you a bottle of potion.

    No cure?

    You put your head out and cast a spell on you.

    Or not?

    The spell and potion will take effect in three days!

    Not good?

    So

    It''s hopeless. Die and say goodbye~

    Therapists are not gods. They can''t cure all diseases.

    At least, they can''t treat diseases without obvious symptoms.

    In other words, they can only "treat", not "see a doctor".

    But Klein is different.

    His blue eyes seemed to see through everything!

    If Mrs. EBO didn''t come to Klein, but went to other therapists, there must be no hidden danger in her body.

    Because her "petrified liver" has no external symptoms. Except for her ugly face, others are no different from healthy people.

    Therapists will at most give Mrs. Aibo some magic drugs to calm her nerves and help her sleep. When the disease breaks out a few years later, they sigh that the disease of "petrified liver" is really hard to detect.

    "Dr. Greenwald, please help me!"

    Confirming that there was something wrong with her body, Mrs. Aibo panicked and immediately grabbed Klein''s big red robe sleeve.

    "It''s all right. As I said, this disease is easy to cure, but it''s not easy to be detected.

    Calm down. I promise you, Mrs. Abbott, you''ll be fine. "

    Quietly opened his hand, Klein smiled and personally helped Mrs. Abbott sit up.

    "I''ll make you medicine first, and then I''ll cast a simple spell.

    You take the medicine back and drink it for a week to check it. Make sure nothing happens. "

    Klein''s treatment level still lags behind those therapists who have worked for decades, but his strength lies in "erudition".

    The combination of magic spells, potions and modern medicine allows him to solve diseases that many senior therapists can''t solve.

    It''s a curve overtaking.

    Set up a pot, fire and put medicinal materials.

    Klein now had Snape''s sense of freedom when he was making medicine.

    Since the beginning of his internship, his magic medicine level has been greatly improved. Let''s take the pot of "Petrochemical solution" boiled for Mrs. Aibo. Although he could boil it successfully in the past, it took at least three hours.

    And now

    Well, it still takes three hours.

    Magic potion is like this, rigorous and full of infinite possibilities.

    But now the effect of boiling potion is twice as strong as before!

    Klein sent a small bottle with the spirit crow, and now he brews the potion to Snape.

    And his beloved Dean replied only three words.

    "Very good."

    From "good" to "very good".

    Klein, who knew Snape''s character well, was happy.

    His potion level is much better than before.