afraid that it wouldn't heal the wing membrane, so I went to the library. Theoretically, I wasn't allowed in there after class, but...- Draco felt a little embarrassed. He picked up his cup and took a sip of tea.- If you pried the door open properly, it was easy to open. I started looking for medical books.- He omitted to mention that he was sobbing and swearing in all the languages his aunt had taught him.- After a fruitless search in the public sections, I moved on to those that required a teacher's permission to browse. I must admit that I didn't really care about that at the time.- He shrugged.- There were quite a few volumes on medicine, but none of them were about what interested me. It took me a long time to find one that described ways to treat damaged wings. It was titled Rare Diseases and How to Treat Them: Dragons by a certain Nikos from Itea. Pleased with my discovery and mindful of the passing time, I went to the infirmary.-
He focused on his cup again.- I also knew how to get in after closing time and where the medicines, ingredients and tools were stored. Suffice it to say that this was not the first time I had used this facility without the nurse's knowledge. I checked all the treatments again and chose the one that seemed to be the most effective. Preparing the compresses and ointments was laborious, but worth it. After applying them to my wings, I immediately felt better. The only problem was that I had to leave the compresses on for three hours without moving my wings. I had time to read then.- Finally, he came to the part he had been looking for from the beginning.- This book described cases identical to what was happening to Kei, collectively known as Dorientann syndrome. There were 112 documented cases dating from 1250 to 1650. Not many, but as the title suggested, it was a rare condition. Each case was described separately, with the exact location, a description of the patient, information
