Oh dear, Merlin what stupidity. The first thing to tell the poor woman? Miriam frowned, casting another scan over Millicent, then a calming spell. It wasn't going to do much, but it would hopefully get her calm enough to breathe and swallow a potion.
'We'll see,' she said, sounding the silent alarm to bring one of the medi-witches into the room. 'I need a calming potion of the stronger veriety, as well as a pain potion and sleeping potion,' she said briskly. The medi-witch vanished, only to return a moment later with three flasks.
'Thank you.' She looked down at Millicent, worry in her eyes. 'Miss Bulstrode, I need you to drink this,' she said, fully prepared to inject it into her the Muggle way if she didn't. As it turned out, all she needed to do was hold it to Millicent's mouth. Even as she shook her head, she swallowed the contents of the vial.