Fenwick woke up.
He slept for a full day and night after being rescued.
After examining him, the doctor said that he was in good health and that apart from extreme weakness and a few traumas that had been treated, he was fine.
But it requires three days of psychological therapy in the hospital, and you can be discharged after three days.
Lin Ze stood at the door of the ward and glanced in through the small window on the door.
Fenwick was half leaning on the hospital bed, holding a bowl of soup in his hand and slurping loudly. He looked like someone who needed psychological therapy.
"How long are you going to stand at the door?"
Mr Delacour's voice came from behind.
Lin Ze turned around and found that the future father-in-law was standing behind him at some point, holding a cup of coffee in his hand.
"I'm not afraid of disturbing his rest." Lin Ze stepped aside.
Mr Delacour opened the door and walked in, Lin Ze followed him.
Fenwick saw the two people coming in, put down the soup in his hands, and wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Mr Delacour, Mr. Lin." He struggled to sit up straighter, but was stopped by Mr Delacour's gesture.
"Just lie down, you need to rest now."
"The doctor said I'm fine." Fenwick smiled, showing two tiger teeth.
"Except for being a little weak, everything else is fine, and I don't think I need any psychological treatment."
Lin Ze nodded in agreement, and couldn't help but murmur, Order of the Phoenix's people are really mentally strong, whether it is Fenwick in front of them or Sirius behind them, they are all beings who can survive in extreme environments and still maintain their sanity.
"Huh, this bowl of soup is so comfortable to drink." Fenwick stroked his belly and sighed contentedly.
"Bados won't give you food?"
"Give it to me..." Fenwick's expression became a little subtle.
"But what he gave was basically dried insects, mixed with Potions powder, probably to maintain the stability of Animagus's form."
Lin Ze's stomach twitched.
He decided never to complain again that the mashed potatoes in the Ministry of Magic cafeteria were too salty.
"Let's get down to business." Mr Delacour sat down on the chair next to the hospital bed.
"We conducted a comprehensive search of the factory area, but we only found the cages and animal remains, but we did not find Bados's laboratory."
"Mr. Fenwick, how much do you know about Bados's laboratory?"
Fenwick's expression immediately became serious.
"Bados's laboratory is not here. The cannery is just a transfer station, or in other words, a waste disposal point."
"Waste disposal point?" Lin Ze frowned.
"They will regularly discard experimental products that cannot withstand the side effects of Potions here, and dispose of them when the side effects of the experimental products disappear."
"Side effects?" Lin Ze asked.
"Yes, most of the experimental subjects will be unable to withstand the effects of Potions and will have side effects. The most obvious characteristic is going crazy."
"Many wizards who have been injected with Potions will eventually go crazy. They will bite and destroy everything around them desperately, until all the magic power in their bodies is exhausted and they lose their vital signs."
"But... there are also some who have overcome the side effects and become normal. After the side effects have passed, Bados will bring those experimental subjects back to his laboratory."
"So you were the one who survived the side effects?" Lin Ze said.
Fenwick nodded, "Yes."
"Then do you know where his laboratory is?" Delacour asked.
Fenwick raised his head, "It should be on an abandoned cruise ship of Old Port of Marseille. I once heard his experimental assistant complain about the poor conditions on the ship, but... I have been in the perspective of a cold-blooded animal since I turned into a lizard, and there is no way to obtain more intelligence clues..."
"Old Port There are at least hundreds of ships coming in and out every day, but I have never heard of an abandoned cruise ship..." Mr Delacour whispered.
"No? But I clearly remember..." Fenwick was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think of something again.
"Maybe... yes! It should be like this!"
"What?"
"When I was taken out of the laboratory, the cage was covered with black cloth, but I could feel the clear sound of running water in my ears... It was like... in the sea..."
"In the sea?"
"You mean, Bados's laboratory is under the sea?"
"It should be right. If it can't be found on the sea, it should be on the bottom of the sea."
Mr Delacour frowned and tapped his fingers on the cane. "If it's on the bottom of the sea, that explains why we haven't been able to find him."
"French Ministry of Magic's underwater search range is mainly concentrated near the coastline, and no one has thought of checking the deep sea area."
"Then... here's the question." Lin Ze leaned on the back of the chair and put his hands behind his head.
"Old Port of Marseille Mediterranean Sea is outside. It's not a small pond. We can't squat there with a fishing rod and wait for Bados to bite the hook, right?"
Fenwick suddenly remembered something. "Wait a minute, I remember that Bados had an assistant named Mathieu. He was a lame, and his left leg would drag on the ground when he walked. Once when he was injecting me with Potions, he chatted with another assistant and mentioned the 'fixed supply every Tuesday'."
"Supplies?" Lin Ze's eyes lit up, "Where do we get supplies from?"
"La Ciotat, but they didn't say the specific location."
Mr Delacour stood up and said, "La Ciotat is a small town east of Old Port, about half an hour away from Old Port. It is a very inconspicuous place."
"Inconspicuous places are suitable for hiding secrets." Lin Ze stood up and moved his still aching limbs.
"Replenishment is fixed every Tuesday, which means that no matter where Bados hides the laboratory, they at least need to transport supplies from the outside in regularly. Food, Potions materials, and experimental equipment, these things cannot be conjured out of thin air."
"Supplies must be transported by ship."
Mr Delacour nodded, "I'll send people to check the suspicious ships over there first."
Lin Ze shook his head. "No need to bother, just go to the site and have a look."
"Now? Your injury..."
"The skin injury is not a problem." Lin Ze moved his shoulder. Although there was still a dull pain, it did not affect his movement.
"Today is Monday. If Bados people fix supplies every Tuesday, although we don't know the specific time and place, we can directly stop the passing ships at the dock."
Delacour nodded. "I'll arrange the manpower."
"You don't need too many people. If you have more people, it will be easier to alert the snake. The fact that this guy has not been arrested by Ministry of Magic for so many years shows that he is really capable." Lin Ze stopped him.
"Okay."