Murphy might have talked big, but for the moment, he truly had no way to simply produce a magic hospital out of thin air.
Still, he had never intended to send these bitten shop assistants to some hospital to recuperate in the first place.
Who knew when wounds from werewolf bites could be completely cured? Was he supposed to let this group of shop assistants draw full wages and sleep the days away until then?
Were they the capitalists here, or was he?
After signing the Mental Seal confidentiality agreement, Murphy brought both the shop assistants and the female Healer named Elodie Russell to the Magic Research Institute.
As it happened, the Transfiguration Research Group's research into "advanced Animagus" required werewolves, and this research would also help treat their wounds. It killed two birds with one stone.
To help them adapt to the environment, Murphy even specially had some of the wizards who had joined earlier show them around the institute, using these guides to help them accept the fact that they had boarded a pirate ship as quickly as possible.
After arranging things for these shop assistants, Murphy returned to the Supreme Potion Store in Diagon Alley.
"Isaac, make me a list of the remaining shop assistants' names and addresses," Murphy instructed the store manager. "Starting tomorrow, I'll send dedicated personnel to protect their safety."
He had been making the wizards from the Watchmen Wizard Security Store catch pests all this time. Now it was time for them to perform their original function.
"Right, call the police... I mean, about being attacked by werewolves, did you report it to the Aurors?"
"Huh?" Isaac was a little confused. "Aurors? But boss, aren't you a Dark... cough, aren't you on bad terms with them?"
What Isaac wanted to say was, Aren't