reptile merely nodded, knowing full well that even a cursory examination by a second-rate quack would clearly indicate Draco's race. -Is there anything else the doctor should know before he begins the examination?
-Hmmm... I don't think so, master.- The dragon wondered what could be important.- I feel fine, I have no injuries, I can't remember the last time I was ill... Everything seems to be fine.
-All right, yes.- The healer muttered to himself again before speaking to his patient.- That's good, good. We'll start with a general examination. Physical condition, health, fitness, endurance and so on. Then you'll transform and we'll repeat it. Yes.- Herpetes nodded to himself.- Finally, I'll take your blood for alchemical analysis for diseases that don't show symptoms. You're a dragon, so you'll pass everything without any problems. Yes, yes.- He scrutinised Draco as if he wanted to commit his image to memory.- Please undress. You can leave your clothes on the hanger by the door.- The doctor turned away, walked over to a stone block and placed a book on it, open on the first blank page.
Draco glanced at his master, who had begun to browse through the books on the desk. Bleist sensed his student's gaze and smiled reassuringly. The dragon, somewhat calmer now, turned and walked towards the coat hook, unfastening his sword belt on the way. He quickly took off his clothes and carefully placed them on the hanger. When he was left in his shorts, he turned towards the healer and approached the table over which the man was leaning. He stopped a few steps away from him and instinctively put his hands behind his back, a habit from the Dragon Academy. Draco glanced nervously under the doctor's arm. Herpetes was just finishing a brief general description of his new patient.
-There, there,- muttered the healer without even looking up from the page he was writing on. Only when he had finished did he stand up and glance at the dragon once more. Draco swallowed hard. He couldn't help but find the healer unsympathetic, and he felt himself