The aspen wand was instantly pulled by some force and returned to Murphy's hand.
So that was it.
This was wandless casting.
But he had no time to marvel at it now. Murphy flicked his wand. "Reparo!"
With a series of crack, crack sounds, he felt as if the entire left side of his body were being twisted hard several more times by a few hands. Amid the agony, his bones snapped back into place and his flesh and sinews rejoined. Then he waved his wand again. "Skele-Gro, come! Dittany, come!"
A broken bottle of Skele-Gro and a test tube shattered halfway through, yet still containing some Essence of Dittany, flew over from who knew where and landed in his hand.
He quickly sprinkled them over his wounds one after another.
The Skele-Gro rapidly healed his bones, while the Essence of Dittany was an enhanced version that had been further purified by the White Medicine R&D Center and was extraordinarily effective. After only a few seconds, following an unbearable wave of itching and numbness, it repaired his wounds.
Murphy let out a breath of relief.
Come to think of it, why were all these potions broken?
But he did not think too much about it. It did not matter. They were enough for now. He got up and went to check on Serika.
Aside from a few scrapes, the girl had no real external injuries. However, the black patch on her chest had already spread to her neck. When he pulled her clothes open to look, her entire chest had turned pitch-black.
The symptoms were worse?
How had it happened so suddenly?
But he soon understood. It was probably still his Apparition's fault. At first, his Apparition destination had been outside the village. Although he had been intercepted by some