Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 640 St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries

A burst of cold touch came, and Fish felt as if he had passed through a layer of water curtain, and came to a crowded waiting room.

Because it felt too real just now, even though Fish was dry, he still shook his head instinctively.

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After shaking the hair, Fish's cat ears playfully popped out from the silver-gray hair, and a black and white cat tail reappeared behind Fish's buttocks, after shaking it a few times, it bent into a An S shape stood up high.

"This is St. Mungo Mew?"

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Fish shook his ears and looked around curiously.

Rows of wizards and wizards sat on rickety wooden chairs, some looking normal, reading back issues of Wizard Weekly, others with horrific deformities like elephant trunks or an extra baby on their chest hands and so on.

The room is not much quieter than the street, because many patients make very strange noises...

A sweaty witch in the middle of the front row was fanning a copy of the Daily Prophet, whistling and spitting steam; His head shook terribly, and he had to hold his ears to steady it.

Green-robed wizards and witches paced the waiting list, asking questions and taking notes on clipboards like Umbridge's, with a wand and bone cross embroidered on their chests.

"Are they doctors?" Harry whispered to Ron.

"Doctor?" Ron seemed taken aback. "Muggle lunatics who cut people up? No, they're healers."

"Meow ha ha ha ha ha! They look so funny!"

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Fish pointed at those odd-shaped guys and said with a loud laugh.

The waiting patients on the wooden chairs all glared at this side when they heard Fisch's ridicule, but after seeing Mao Mao, the dissatisfaction in their hearts subsided immediately, and they all showed awkward wry smiles.

Some young witches were screaming and covering their faces, they didn't want cats to see their terrible appearance, while some of them seemed to recognize Fisher's identity, whispered to each other, and said to Fisher Nod and smile, expressing kindness.

"Sorry, Fish didn't mean to laugh at you." Mrs. Weasley stood up and apologized to the waiting patients, and then pulled the innocent-looking cat to the back of the line next to her.

Right in front of the line, a chubby blond witch was sitting in front of a table marked "Information Desk". The wall behind her was covered with notices and posters, as well as a large portrait of a witch with long curly silver hair... …

"It's Dai Lisi meow!"

(ΦωΦ)

Fisch stood on tiptoe excitedly, waving his arms towards Dai Lisi Dewente in the portrait.

"Hello, Fish." Dai Lisi in the portrait blinked and responded with a smile.

After greeting Dai Lisi, Fish turned his attention to the few people in front of them.

At the head of the line was a young wizard who was dancing a strange jig, crying out in pain as he tried to explain his plight to the witch behind the table—he seemed to have been pranked by his brother.

On the other side, George and Fred looked at each other and let out a malicious "hey hey".

Then there was an old wizard with a trumpet-shaped hearing aid, who, after the hapless wizard in front had left, negotiated loudly with the fat blonde witch in a wheezy voice, as if he was visiting someone.

In front of Fish and the others was a warlock with a tired face and his daughter. He held his daughter's ankle tightly, because if he didn't do so, his daughter would fly away.

Fish raised his head, looked at the little witch with a pair of big feather wings growing out of his back, and said proudly, "Fish has wings too!"

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As he said that, Fish opened his arms and made a flapping motion, and then his arms turned into a pair of big feathered wings, and he also flew into the air with the cat's body in his arms.

"look!"

The little witch flapping her wings froze for a moment, then lowered her head and shouted at the wizard who was pulling her ankles: "Dad! I want to keep these wings!"

Of course, the wizard would not agree. After receiving the instructions from the blond and fat witch, he dragged his crying daughter, who didn't want to be treated, to the fifth floor.

Harry and others: "..."

Mrs. Weasley took a speechless glance at Fisher who was still floating in the sky with fluttering wings, then beckoned him to come down, then turned her head and asked, "Hi, my husband Arthur Weasley today The ward was changed in the morning, may I ask--?"

The fat blond witch took one look at Maomao, then another look...and another look...

It wasn't until Mrs. Weasley had to urge her again that she looked away, flipped through the long list in her hand absently, and said, "Arthur Weasley... oh, the second floor, the second door on the right , Day Llewellyn Ward."

"Thank you," said Mrs. Weasley, "come with me."

In order to prevent Fish from making any troubles again, she took Mao Mao's hand, and pulled him towards the double doors next to him.

Through the double doors, walk down a narrow hallway lined with portraits of famous therapists and crystal bubbles containing candles that float from the ceiling like giant soap bubbles.There were wizards in green robes coming in and out at every door, and a yellow stench came out of one door, and faint wailing was heard from time to time.

Fish heard more voices, moans of pain and sobs of sorrow from almost every room.

"Meow..."

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The originally cheerful cat drooped its tail, and the ears on its head drooped, and his footsteps became slower and slower...

"What's the matter, Fish?"

Mrs. Weasley, who couldn't pull it, turned to look at Maomao, only to find that his mood had become much lower.

Fish didn't answer her, but just lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Huh? Is there a water leak somewhere? Or is there a faucet left open?" Fred asked suddenly, and then looked around.

Others also heard the sound of splashing water, and the sound was gradually getting louder.

But no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find any water flow.

But soon, Harry and the others saw that Moody didn't look around, but used his magic eye, along with his normal eyes, to stare closely at Fish standing in front of him.

After being reminded by Moody, everyone realized that the sound of water seemed to come from Fish's body.

The sound of the water is getting louder. If it was just a trickle at first, it is now a torrent of water, and there is a tendency to gradually form waves.Now even those therapists who were in a hurry stopped in a daze, turned their heads in bewilderment, and finally fixed their eyes on Fish.

At this time around Fish, sparkling light was flashing, and Harry and the others standing near him could even feel a gust of steam rushing towards their faces, but when Harry touched his cheek subconsciously, The skin is still dry, and the glasses are not foggy.

Just when Harry was surprised, the sound of the tide on Fish's body stopped abruptly after reaching a peak, and the next second, turbulent waves rushed out of Fish's body!

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