the lost castle

If Hogwarts is the place that wizards miss the most, then St. Mungo's is something that many wizards don't want to go to in this life, but unfortunately there is only Hogwarts in the UK, and the magic hospital is also only one.Just like the Ministry of Magic has many entrances and exits, including guest entrances, fireplaces, completely Muggle-style telephone booths, and roadside toilet flush toilet passages for ordinary Ministry of Magic staff to go to work, etc., St. Mungo also has many entrances, used in emergency wars Yes, and there are emergency passages for critically ill people. Of course, most people come in through the window of a dilapidated department store on the streets of London that is closed for renovation.

"Arthur, wait, listen to me—"

"It's too late, Madam Pomfrey, we must stop the disaster before it happens."

"I think it's the most unwise choice for you to rush like this-I'm assuming what you said is true!"

"No, no, ma'am, you don't understand." Arthur Weasley waved his arms and roared excitedly standing in the reception hall of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. look.

"I understand very well that you are the one who is reckless!" Madam Pomfrey looked at the whispering crowd around her, as well as many screams and louder discussions after someone recognized Arthur. You must know that the war ended just three More than a month ago, a memorial service was held at Hogwarts for the missing members of the Order of the Phoenix. The famous reporter Rita Skeeter reported Arthur Weasley's sudden appearance and questioned the war in the first three days. As soon as she was published, she disappeared from the world, and even the least curious wizard could hardly contain her surprise.

"Madame Pomfrey..." Ron stood up quickly. Because he had changed so much, people remembered Ron Weasley as a teenager, so apart from the red hair, people guessed that it was the Weasley family. Yes, no one really recognized him.

"Where are the two wizards who had a magical accident on Privet Drive, which was reported on the last page of the Daily Prophet this morning?"

"Sir, please line up!" The witch sitting in front of the reception desk glanced over with unusual dissatisfaction.

"Sorry, this is very important, in fact I suggest that St. Mungo's should evacuate the crowd quickly..."

"Arthur Weasley!!"

Throw down the newspaper and run this way, ask him what happened and don't say anything. After grabbing the newspaper, he recognized who was in the photo because he had read Arthur's memory, Slughorn and Sprout The two deans fainted on the spot, and only the resolute Madam Pomfrey remembered to catch up, hoping that this series of absurd events would end quickly.

"Hoohoo——" the half-giant who was also out of breath stepped into the door of the reception hall, and Hagrid called out in a voice that he thought was low but was actually too high: "Weasley, don't mention their names, Can't say a single word!"

"Of course, unless the entire St. Mungo's is evacuated, I know this better than you!"

"..." Madam Pomfrey pursed her lips hard, and turned her head to stare at Ron. This kind of gaze would definitely make the poor freckled boy tremble before, but even at this moment, Ron subconsciously took a step back, because he Sensing the danger coming (…), he scratched the hair on his forehead, looked at his father who was so excited and arguing with the witch at the reception desk, and looked at Hagrid who couldn't help him, so he hesitated to remind Madam Pomfrey as much as possible the seriousness of the problem.

"Uh, ma'am, you know that Europe 1000 years ago was a very dangerous place for wizards."

Under the stare of the Queen of the Medical Wing, Ron blurted out subconsciously:

"And for a powerful dark wizard, the unfamiliar environment and the completely uncontrollable situation will only make him react... Yes, ma'am, that's it. I think the therapist doesn't care whether the patient will refuse or not." Those who receive treatment, they may not understand a word of the therapist, uh! I think the one in our college may think about it, but the other one, Merlin! I swear the third Holy War of the Holy See is Because that lord killed innocent people so indiscriminately that he would not let anyone who tried to get close to him..." Ron trembled with fear, recalling absolutely bad memories.

"According to the time magic rules you have experienced, as long as you don't mention names..." Madam Pomfrey's voice stopped abruptly, and panic gradually emerged from her eyes.

This is 1000 years later, Harry has returned to history, and the Big Four itself is history. Back in the middle ages, the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters will stand there pitifully as statues, because it is impossible for anyone to know them 1000 years ago But on the other hand, Merlin blesses wizards all over the world not to accidentally pronounce those two names in conversation, in class, even just reading a book...Damn Merlin! !

"The magic damage caused by all unknown magic mistakes should be on the fifth floor!" Madam Pomfrey said immediately.

At this time, who still has the energy to say something more, all four of them ran to the stairs.I just hope that the founders of Gryffindor and Slytherin, who are conscious but immobilized by time magic, will at least recover their ability to move after they arrive and explain clearly. Otherwise, Merlin doesn’t even know how many people St. Mungo will die !

On the fifth floor, the Spell Injury Section.

There are all kinds of weird voices here, passing through a wizard ward who insists that he is a rabbit, and seeing several wizards who have been apparated and seriously injured, and there are also weird wizards who have to walk upside down. In the sixth ward in the corridor, I saw a figure wearing armor lying on the bed, surrounded by several therapists.

"Magic damage from magic items! We have no way of removing this armor."

"No, it's caused by the conflict between apparition and other spells."

"None of your theories can explain why there is such a weird state of petrification."

Several white-bearded therapists were arguing louder and louder.

Godric Gryffindor turned his eyes to look at them, then looked at the crystal bubbles on the ceiling that acted as lighting, and finally looked dully at a witch with strange spots all over the body lying on the next bed, and then closed his eyes. After silently reciting all the spells he knew, he had to open his eyes again in frustration.

"it's here!!"

Hagrid's roar at the top of his voice instantly silenced the entire fifth floor.

Uh, this half-giant looks familiar.

The two redheads beside him seemed familiar too—huh?

Weird place, decorations that he had never seen before, and the sword that hadn’t been with him since he woke up. He remembered that this group of people kept saying that he came from 1000 years ago. Could it be that he and Salazar...

"Mr. Weasley - of course, with red hair and freckles, hands and feet with bones of this shape must be the Weasleys without a doubt - it seems you know this wizard?"

"Ah, Arthur, you were in St. Mungo's last year, and you were bitten by the snake of the mysterious man."

"What do I say, it must be the damage caused by magic items, Arthur Weasley you have a lot of Muggle items that have been enchanted indiscriminately... St. Mungo spends half of his time every year on you whimsical poor wizards Body. How? You don’t ask, oh, of course we don’t have a unified theory and treatment plan, but these two gentlemen fell from the sky, this is not a joke, ahem, you have to admit that wearing It is possible that there are not many exquisite magical protection gemstones smashed, but two ribs were broken, obviously the apparition landed in mid-air, and the lucky one in front of him hit another person instead of being hit ..."

Arthur Ron Hagrid fell on his back at the same time, looking at the founder of his academy with horrified eyes.

Godric was sure that even his eyeballs froze for a second.

Merlin, Salazar will kill him when he wakes up.

"Of course." The therapist waved his arm impatiently and knocked on the armor, "Such a heavy weight, even if it didn't hit you, but fell on it, it's actually the difference between a broken arm and a broken rib. .Good wizard, what medieval armor to wear!"

Ron realized that he wanted to turn around and run away, and Arthur was trying to regain his voice. Madam Pomfrey had to squeeze out a smile that she thought was uglier than crying, and said dryly:

"Your Excellency, we have to explain something to you. This is 1997 AD."

Godric Gryffindor's pupils are a rare amber color, with a clear and bright red-orange luster. When smiling, the almost transparent bright light is often invisible, but when he remains motionless and maintains a gaze , it will appear that kind of translucency is especially permeable and sharp, especially now, Madam Pomfrey finally pointed out the reason why things might happen in every sentence of Hagrid Arthur, and explained repeatedly that it was A magical hospital for injuries, the hospital is similar to the priests who healed the sick in the lowest chapel in the Middle Ages.And there are no muggles here, only wizards. As for religion, it was a symbolic thing hundreds of years ago.

"...So, Your Excellency, this accident can only be said to be Merlin's joke, uh..."

How come they didn't realize that Lord Gryffindor's gaze could be so terrifying after decades of staying in the Middle Ages?

There was a high-pitched laugh, and a voice that spoke softly and artificially as if she was talking about her illustrious ancestors. Ron was still confused about who it was, and when he looked back, he immediately rolled his eyes.

Umbridge, who was wearing a pink jumper and plush skirt, passed with a group of people in the corridor at the door of the ward.

"Oh, last year, I told you last year, it was an antique handed down from my ancestors, that S is short for Selwyn, I have worn it to dozens of court trials, oh, I know what you are going to say What dear, at that time the mysterious man took control of the Ministry of Magic, I am not talking about the trial of blood, it just proves that the locket is mine, and many people, including the prisoners at that time, the Death Eaters have seen it. It's a pity that Precious things lost in chaos, war, dear war is what it is! Hehe."

Umbridge continued to speak with that shrill imitation of a girl's laugh at the top of his throat:

"As soon as I saw the Daily Prophet today, I came here. Everyone knows that bloodlines may not be important, but precious ancient magic items are definitely not something that mixed blood and mudbloods can have!"

Ron, who was leaning against the door, listened stiffly to Umbridge's nonsense to the healer and the Ministry of Magic officials she brought, and the healers in the room were yelling at Hagrid and the others for interfering in the treatment, making a mess, In fact, no one but Ron could fully understand what Umbridge said.Seventh grade Ron, Harry, and Hermione infiltrated the Ministry of Magic and snatched the Horcrux locket from Umbridge's neck - Merlin!Umbridge, a stupid old toad, is he going to—

"Gord... Godric Gryffindor!"

"Crack!" The founder of the Lion Academy, who fell off the bed, cast at least a dozen recovery spells on himself for a second, silently and without a staff, including the rare and extremely strong white magic of bright recovery. Energetic, this little magic spell used by witches for make-up, so she jumped up from the ground and ran out quickly without any sequelae of paralysis of hands and feet.

"Ron?!" Madam Pomfrey was stunned, "What are you doing?"

Before they finished explaining, the boy from the Weasley family (Ron: Xiami, I have been married to Hermione for several years) actually called the founder of the Lion House by name.

"Umbridge! That toad whose mind is full of cats with pink ribbons. She's going to grab—the locket, Merlin, I hope... still unconscious!" Rubbing the name vaguely, Luo En rushed out following Godric's back.

Panting through the entire corridor, seeing a group of wizards and Ministry of Magic personnel standing outside the last ward on the right, Ron was about to let go of his voice and shout, but found that these people who blocked the way all flew away for no reason. Going out...well, following Lord Gryffindor is also beneficial.

"There are many obstacles! Everything is petrified!"

Godric was extremely cautious and pulled out his wand from the beginning, throwing out at least a dozen blocking spells and petrifying spells in one breath.

In St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, due to the special conditions of some patients, it is difficult for sunlight to shine into the windows. The light is concentrated on the crystal bubbles on the ceiling. The glass was so shiny that even Umbridge didn't look so hideous. Of course, if her hand hadn't been stretched over and almost touched the gold chain on the locket, the healer standing by maintained The mocking expression was petrified there.

So when Ron Hagrid and a group of people came in, they saw the founder of the Lion House bending over and reaching out to untie a certain Duke's collar urgently.

"Uh..." The three quickly and instinctively turned their heads away, and saw Madam Pomfrey slowly opening her mouth wide, with a suspicious twitch on her expression.It's understandable, they came here like this at first, didn't they, huh, wait, this seems to be the wrong time, right?In doubt, the three of them turned their heads again, and caught a glimpse of Godric Gryffindor wiping the sweat from his forehead and letting out a sigh of relief:

"It's a good chance to go to Merlin's afternoon tea."

Fingers passed through the silver-gray satin ribbon neckline under the coat, firmly stuck on the star sapphire decoration with three uneven longitudinal lines on the one where the snow-white lace intersected, and then the fingers slowly loosened it bit by bit. Open, the star sapphire is still elegant and smooth on the edge of the ribbon, the blond knight sighed extremely depressed:

"Rowena said that only fools touch things on your body. Look, I don't dare to touch things casually. Who knows which ones will kill you..." I didn't understand the hospital or the hospital, but since it was the priest who saved people, People like that, can they treat a broken rib without unbuttoning their clothes?Merlin knew that when he heard this, he stopped breathing in shock. If he came a little later, just wait, the potion in this gem will spill out, and everyone will die.

"... Your Excellency? Your Excellency Gryffindor?"

A certain knight looked at the person lying on the bed with a sad face, and then stretched out his hand.

His forehead was hot, and he hadn't woken up yet.Question, big question... Did he prepare a cemetery for himself first?But he didn't plan to die after 1000 years.

Forget it, let's go back to Hogwarts first, uh, Hogwarts still exists in this era, right?

Everyone watched in a daze as a certain knight punched his left fist with his right palm, then suddenly possessed himself, picked up the person on the bed and walked out the door

"Lord Gryffindor?"

"Oh, by the way, you are not allowed to call...'s name, or I will kick him out of my academy!"