Black-and-white - life is beautiful (Translation)

20. Investigation marathon

"Harry, have you already examined Mr. Hartwood?"
"Yes, the results are already on the table. Why do you ask?"
"Because he has been listening to me for fifteen minutes that he does not have that much time," snorted Poppy.
"Oh, is not his health worth so much to him?" Harry grumbled.
His instructor just shrugged annoyed.
Since morning, Hogwarts was like the dovecote. Constantly stormed people in the infirmary. The news from Sirius has really caused panic. That St.mungos was completely overrun with Ministry employees and people who were there more often, so that now settled healers had to take care of the rush, and of course, the school was overrun. Not everyone was allowed in here. you really had to be absolutely trustworthy. Having a child at school was not enough to get into Hogwarts, it's too easy to get hold of students in this way.
but that did not mean that the patients studied here were simple and cooperative. The men grumbled all the time when told that they should give sperm samples and the women were hysterical because they thought they would never be able to have children again. no one was fast enough.
Harry had just communicated his findings to Mr. Hartwood when he revolted.

"What's the nonsense? Drink more. Should I become an alcoholic? "
"No, if you had listened to me then you would not have to ask. They should drink water. heaven, any member of the ministry council that I have examined so far has problems with the kidneys. You should, by drinking, get your organs back in shape otherwise you get much bigger problems. "
"Does that have anything to do with the excess magic?"
"No, it's related to your unhealthy lifestyle. You really have to pay attention to that. "
"Alright, I heard there are these watches, where can I get them?"
"I can give you one, but that costs extra."
"By myself, and what about my fertility?"
Harry looked at his papers again and growled. The surplus magic that floated around the Ministry was really a problem.
"Bad, you can not father any children right now. And probably not for a while, "the healer admitted.
and as so often, this patient also rested. The man raged and screamed, he cursed the secrecy and all former ministers.
"Please calm down, you just hurt your blood pressure and the stress level goes up too."
"You have a good talk. How should I feel? My wife and I have been trying to have children for years and now I find out I'm not even able to. "
"Have you never been examined before?" Harry asked incredulously.
"No, with pure-blooded animals it takes longer and longer until a child is on the way."
"I wonder why?" Harry grumbled.
"Yeah, that's what I've already heard with this new-fangled idea of ​​Muggles. What's that called, heredity? "
"Neumodisch? They are good, that was in the 1860s. "
"Oh, and has it prevailed?"
"What you can bet on. or what do you think why marriages between relatives in the non-magical world are prohibited? Change of topic, how long have you and your wife already tried it and is the lady also working in the ministry? "
"No, Nina does not work. We have been trying for five years, but the healer has always certified to my wife that she is healthy. That's why we did not think anything of it. "
"I beg your pardon? Did not you say you were not with the healer? "
"I was not there, my wife already."
"And why did not you let yourself be examined immediately?", Harry wanted to know annoyed.
"Because one assumes in our society that something is wrong with the woman if no child comes."
"Great, as in the Middle Ages with the Muggles but the magical world is soooo advanced," sighed the young healer.

Harry slowly wondered what a human had to be beyond reproach. What was the key to getting through the shields? It was obviously not open-mindedness and logical thinking. Presumably one had only made sure that no sympathizers of Riddle or the like came to school. Anyway, the young Vampirkater was getting fed up. Time to get rid of the guy and move on to the next patient.

"To come back to your problem, if you had been examined earlier, then you would have been able to help you for a long time."
"Does that mean you can cure it?" The man wanted to know hopefully.
"Yes, but it will take longer. You get from me the potion that extracts the strange magic that you bring to the Ministry. There it is integrated into the shields. In addition, they have to take this potion three times a day, for a week, to get their little friends back in shape. In a week we will see again if the therapy has struck. However, you have to wait another half year and make the cure again, only then the success sets in. Please remember this and try not to father a child during this time, otherwise it could be sick or weakened. and everything else I've told you to watch out for. Also on your weight, that worries me too. You're fifteen kilos too good. * Along with your way of life, that's far from reassuring. "
"And what should I do about it?" Grumbled Hartwood.
"Either sports or you change your diet. I've written everything down to you, now it's up to you. It's about your life. "
"Why should I take care of it? We sorcerers live much longer than you are used to from muggles. "
Harry sighed.
"If you had informed yourself, you would know that the life expectancy of the magicians living today is only two hundred years. The reason for this is the bad and unhealthy lifestyle. In the past, life expectancy was three hundred. "
"I thought it depends on the strength of the magic?"
"That's what happens, but if magic is just about repairing the body, you can not wait to live that long. At some point the end of the flagpole is reached. So, listen to my advice. "
"I hate sports," grumbled the man.
Harry grinned, he had heard these words very often today.
Finally, he could send that annoying patient away and take care of the next one.