Chapter 582: This Is the First Time to Dissect a Living Person. Good Intentions Are Not Rewarded (1/2)

Chapter 582: This is the first time to dissect a living person. Good intentions are not rewarded.

Aaron took the magic carpet and Abe back to his bedroom, which was also a temporary operating room. Sirius was very conscious and kept watch outside.

Alastor Moody floated in the air, his face pale, one eye closed, and there were several hideous bloodstains on his body. Even if Abe successfully stopped the bleeding, the situation was still very serious.

Aaron took out a surgical box and first aid kit from the dressing space slowly, and changed into a green surgical suit.

"We must save him, but to what extent?" Aaron murmured thoughtfully, not caring at all that Mad-Eye's life was slipping away rapidly.

"Master, do you need help?" Abe asked embarrassedly.

"You? Come on! He is hanging on for life now, your healing magic can't save him."

"But it can barely maintain his vital signs, so that it will be easier for the master to perform surgery."

"Who told you I'm going to have surgery?" Aaron chuckled and shook his head, "Saving him is nothing to me, wearing this dress is just a whim!

But I won't cure it completely, otherwise it will be too shocking.

A holy dragon with magical healing magic and a wizard with superb medical skills worked together and struggled hard for a whole night before barely saving a seriously injured person struggling on the verge of death.

This is the version that the public can accept, it is reasonable."

Abe nodded suddenly, the wisdom of the master always shocked this six-year-old holy dragon.

Aaron stretched out his left hand to Moody, and the pattern of the horse spell flashed in his eyes.

A blue-white healing energy was input into Moody's body, his liver, heart veins, bones were recovering rapidly, and even a lot of blood was produced.

However, the treatment did not last for a few seconds, and Aaron withdrew his healing power.

"Almost, this degree is enough to save his life."

"Is it done now?" Abe asked curiously, feeling that his healing magic seemed to be of no help to his master.

"Of course not, it's only halfway done, and we still have to do some repair work." Aaron said seriously, and then opened the surgical box, which was neatly arranged with silver surgical tools.

"Haha! I have dissected many dead people, but this is the first time for a living person."

Gulp!

Abe swallowed his saliva, and shuddered when he thought of the scene he saw when he was led into Mor Gaius's secret room by the butler when he was one year old. That was the shadow of his childhood that he could never erase.

"Don't worry, I'm very sure." Aaron said, putting on a mask and gloves, and took out a scalpel, disinfected it with magic, and cut it at Moody's wound.

......

The next day, the morning sun shone on the courtyard.

Aaron pushed open the bedroom door and stretched slowly.

"What's wrong?" Sirius ran over immediately, but stopped suddenly after getting close.

Because Aaron's clothes were covered with blood stains and the smell of blood was very pungent, he had to stay away from him.

"What's your attitude?" Aaron said unhappily, "I didn't eat anyone, so why should I be so nervous?"

"Uh... Sorry, this is a subconscious reaction. Is Mad-Eye okay?"

"He's out of danger. Abe and I worked hard all night to barely pull him back from the brink of death.

But you have to be mentally prepared. He is too seriously injured. It will take a month or so for him to recover."

"It's good to be alive. Thank Merlin." Sirius said with relief.

"Merlin didn't help much, you have to thank me."

Sirius nodded hurriedly, "Can I go in and see him?"

"Of course, help me clean up the house.

I don't want Delacour to see my mess."

Sirius rushed into the house impatiently, and then saw a packed and slightly bloated mummy. If it weren't for the constantly rotating magic eye exposed outside, he might not recognize it.

"Isn't this too exaggerated?"

"Do you know how badly he was injured?" Aaron passed through a magic circle, and the surgical gown on his body turned into ordinary clothes. "I was quite shocked when I checked last night.

He was hit by one of the Crushing Curse, Splitting Curse, Slicing Curse and Bloody Curse, but there were no missing parts.

This may be because his own magic power is relatively strong. The battle-hardened great wizard can really keep his body intact by relying on his body to withstand the spells of several wizards.

However, he has at least more than 30 hidden injuries on his body, excluding the disabled part, and almost all of these hidden injuries recurred last night.

The fact that he is still alive can no longer be explained by miracles. It is simply a major breakthrough in human beings' desire to survive."

Sirius blinked blankly, then glanced at the tightly wrapped mummy, "I don't care about those, I just want to know when he can wake up?"

"He should wake up before tonight."

"What about his injury?" Sirius hesitated.

"Don't push your luck." Aaron snorted coldly with a dark face, "It's an exception for me to save his life.

My Abe is even more exhausted, and I'm afraid he won't be able to transform in a short time."

Sirius smiled awkwardly, looking at Abe who was dozing on the bed with a tired look on his face, he also felt that he was a little greedy.

"Hmph! Prepare some food!"

"Yes, the wounded need to eat something nutritious." Sirius said subconsciously, and then felt a faint murderous aura, and immediately added: "What do you want to eat?"

"Just something light, I've been dealing with blood and flesh all night, and I don't want to feel sick.

As for Abe, this is just a small scene for the dragon, prepare more meat for it!"

"I see, is there anything else you want to explain?"

"Just don't expose yourself, if someone comes over, you know what to do." Aaron suddenly paused and then took out a gold galleon from his pocket.

"Hermione is looking for you?" Sirius raised his eyebrows.

Aaron's mouth corners slightly raised, and then he sensed the direction and activated the ability of remote telepathy.

"Good morning, is there anything you want to talk to me about?"

Hermione did not answer immediately, but looked at the twelve people around her and wrote down what Aaron said in a blank notebook.

"Ask him what he was doing last night." Lupin prompted.

"I want to ask you what you were doing last night?" Hermione asked a little ashamed.

"Don't mention it, it was a physical job, and Abe and I worked hard all night to finish it.

I can't tell you the details for now, you will be grateful to me later."

Everyone looked at the two lines of words written by Hermione and looked at each other in surprise.

It feels like saying nothing!

"Ask him where he was last night." Kingsley said.

"Why is it the same as interrogating a prisoner?" Hagrid said with some dissatisfaction, "When I was called to the Ministry for a talk, the Aurors asked me the same question."

"Sorry, I am an Auror from the Ministry of Magic."

"In my opinion, it is better to get straight to the point. It is too troublesome to beat around the bush."

"No." Lupin interrupted, "It is better to be safe than sorry. Whether it is him or not, asking directly will easily arouse his suspicion."

"Aren't we ready?" Mr. Weasley said.

"No, this is different, Arthur." Tonks glanced at Hermione and said hesitantly, "Granger and him... In short, it is best not to cause any misunderstandings."

Pah! Pah!

A few tears fell on the notebook, and the room was suddenly silent.

"Stop talking, I will ask next." Hermione wrote in the notebook.

Everyone exchanged glances and tacitly chose to shut up.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, adjusted her state a little, and read out what she was going to say as calmly as possible to ensure that everyone present could hear it.

"Last night, we went to pick up Harry.

Then we were ambushed by dozens of Death Eaters, including Voldemort. Did you know that?"

Aaron was silent for a while and responded: "I won't lie to you. I do know that."

"You know?" Hermione asked in astonishment, writing down what Aaron said in her notebook.

"Not only do I know, I also asked Abe to help you, otherwise it would not be so easy for you and Kingsley to get rid of the pursuit of several Death Eaters."

Hermione was stunned for a moment. There were five Death Eaters chasing them last night.

She and Kingsley shot down one each. They thought the other three left halfway, but they were solved by Abe.

"Will this have any impact on you?"

"Don't worry, I signed a contract with Voldemort, but that contract is only binding on me. Asking a pet to help is a loophole in the rules!

I don't care about the life and death of others, but I will protect your safety."

"He also signed a contract with Voldemort?" Kingsley widened his eyes, thinking that the probability of Aaron leaking the secret was more than 50%.

"I know that." Harry raised his hand weakly, "He did sign a non-aggression agreement with Voldemort, and the deadline is before Dumbledore and I die.

After that, he will give Voldemort a... secret of the Gaius family involving immortality."

"What did you say?" Lupin asked in disbelief.

"Professor Dumbledore also knows about this." Harry said uncertainly, because Dumbledore knew the specific content before he died.

Lupin opened his mouth, "You should have told us earlier."

"He doesn't want to deal with the Order of the Phoenix." Ron interrupted, "He doesn't want to fight the Death Eaters, or he always wants to maintain a neutral position."

"It's not his position that's important." Kingsley said anxiously, "What's important is that if he can make a first deal with Voldemort, he can make a second deal with Voldemort.

As for the bargaining chip... nothing is more suitable than the intelligence of the Order of the Phoenix.

Except for Granger, he won't care about the life and death of others. Doesn't this make the problem clear?"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone looked at Hermione.

They owed Aaron a favor or even a life, so they instinctively didn't want to doubt him, but Kingsley's analysis was indeed to the point.

Hermione took a deep breath, summoned up her courage and asked, "Mad-Eye died in battle last night. Someone inside the Order of the Phoenix leaked the information. Apart from the people involved in the operation, the only one who knew the time was..."

"Wait." Aaron didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You don't suspect that I leaked the information, do you?"

"I never doubted you." Hermione said seriously.

"It wasn't me who leaked the secret. I'm not that boring.

But it doesn't matter. Just don't doubt me, and no one else knows about it."

Hermione wrote the first half of the sentence in her notebook. As for the second half... There are so many people here, it's embarrassing to write it out.

"It's good that it wasn't you."

Hermione burst into laughter, and felt much more relaxed.

"I said it wasn't him who leaked the information!" Hagrid laughed.

"We can't rule out his suspicion 100% yet." Lupin said rationally.

On the other side, Aaron felt the change in Hermione's tone and couldn't help frowning.

Anxiety, tension, panic, shame, joy, all of these together are more exciting than a roller coaster, it's simply an electrocardiogram.

"Tell me what happened?"

"No, nothing?"

"Impossible, you must have something wrong.

Didn't you escape the encirclement last night? Kingsley is really a waste."

Hermione looked at Kingsley with a guilty look, and didn't write down Aaron's contempt.

Kingsley: "What are you looking at me for?"

Hermione ignored him and continued: "I'm really fine."

"Then where are you?

Be more specific, I'll come to you right away."

"I..." Hermione hesitated, not knowing whether to say it.

"Tell him." Mr. Weasley said.

"Arthur." Lupin was about to say something when he was interrupted by him. "This is the most direct way to judge. We are ready, aren't we?

If he really leaked the information and brought the Death Eaters to kill us, we can retreat calmly, but the past favors will be written off.

If it wasn't him who leaked the information, Hermione would probably feel very embarrassed if she continued to talk."

"I think so too." Tonks said, "It's really not easy for the two of them to get to where they are today."

"Well... okay!"

"I'm at the Burrow, with the Order of the Phoenix.

Also, I emphasize again that I'm really fine." Hermione said, and then hung up the call.

On the other side, Aaron seemed to have figured something out, and his face became particularly wonderful, "The Burrow, the Order of the Phoenix? Haha!"

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked a little nervously.

"Good intentions are really not rewarded these days!"

"Why do you say that?"

"You, Sirius Black, and the one lying in the room, Alastor Moody.

I admit that I do have some selfish motives, but I did save two members of the Order of the Phoenix, but they actually suspected that I leaked information to Voldemort."

"Ah, this..." Sirius couldn't hold it anymore, "There must be some misunderstanding!"

"If you suspect me, you can come to confront me in person. What does it mean to let Hermione ask me?

If she has any doubts about me, or if I have a bad temper, I really don't dare to think about what the consequences will be!"

"No, no, this must be a misunderstanding." Sirius emphasized with an awkward smile.

"I will go to them to ask clearly, you'd better hope that this is really a misunderstanding, otherwise..." Aaron clenched his fist, making a crisp sound, which made Sirius feel creepy.

"Even clay people have tempers. I can't do anything with her there, but you and Moody... you are members of the Order of the Phoenix, so you are just unlucky.

I am usually quite generous, but there are some things that I really can't tolerate."

Sirius:......