[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

On Christmas Day, Jane and everyone went to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to visit Mr. Weasley. This was the first time Jane went to a hospital outside Hogwarts.They changed into Muggle clothes and came out of Black's old house, Lupine in front, followed by the twins.

The street where St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sickness is located is very cold, and basically there are not many pedestrians.The hospital looked like an abandoned shop so that no Muggles could wander in by mistake.There is a glass window outside, and there are several cracked dummies in the window, with wigs crooked, in different poses, and clothes that are at least ten years old.Big signs saying "Closed for renovation" hung on the dusty doors.

Jane saw Lupine leaning up and whispered to the dummy inside: "Hi, let's come and see Arthur Weasley."

The dummy in the window nodded slightly and waved its fingers together.

No one in the crowd was surprised by such a weird action and looked at them more. Immediately afterwards, Lupine took Ginny straight through the glass and disappeared, followed by the Weasley twins.

Harry and Ron also walked up to the glass and walked through it.

"What kind of magic is this?" Jane watched Ron and Harry disappear in front of her, and looked at Hermione standing beside her in surprise.

"It should be a kind of blindfold." Hermione said, "Quick, it's our turn."

Hermione pulled Jane through the glass, as if through a layer of cold water, but came out warm and dry on the opposite side.The ugly dummy and the place where she stood were gone, and they appeared to be in a crowded waiting room.Rows of wizards and witches sat on rickety wooden chairs, some looked normal and read back issues of Witch Weekly, others had horrific deformities like elephant trunks or an extra hand growing out of their chests .The room was not much quieter than the street, for many patients made very strange noises.A sweaty witch in the middle of the front row was fanning a copy of the Daily Prophet, whistling and steaming.A slovenly wizard in a corner jingled like a clock, and at each sound his head wobbled horribly, and he had to hold it by his ears to steady it.Wizards and wizards in green robes moved among the waiting list, asking questions and making notes on clipboards like Umbridge's.The emblem embroidered on their chests: a cross of wands and bones.That's the mark of St. Mungo's.

"Are they doctors?" Jane asked Hermione in a low voice.

Hermione shook her head: "They are different from Muggle doctors. They use magic and potions to treat people and are called healers."

"This way!" Mrs. Weasley called to them.

Jane walked in the direction of Mrs. Weasley, and they joined her in 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, such as cleaning the cauldron to prevent the potion from becoming corrupted, the antidote should not be used indiscriminately, and must be consulted by a qualified healer. recognized.There is also a large portrait of a witch with long silver curls, and it is marked: Dai Lisi De Wente St. Mungo Healer (1722-1741) Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1741-1768).Jane once saw the portrait of Deventer in Dumbledore's office, and the portraits of the previous Hogwarts principals were hung in Dumbledore's office.

They registered at the information desk and followed Mrs. Weasley through the double doors and down a narrow corridor.On either side are portraits of famous therapists, and crystal bubbles filled with candles float from the ceiling like giant soap bubbles.There were wizards in green robes coming in and out at each door, a yellow stench came out of one door, and faint wailing was heard from time to time.They went up the stairs into the Biotrauma Unit, and the second door from the right read "Dangerous" Dellewellyn Ward: Severe Bite.On the lower card in a brass frame, there is a handwritten inscription: Principal Healer: Hibercrates Messeck; Trainee Therapist: Augustus Pai.

"This is it." Mrs. Weasley opened the ward with Mr. Weasley's name on it, and all of them walked in.

They found Mr. Weasley leaning on the bed with the leftover turkey meal in his lap, with a sheepish expression on his face.

Since today is Christmas, each of them brought gifts to Mr. Weasley before they came. Jane prepared the radio that Muggles often use. very interested.

"How's it going, Arthur?" asked Mrs. Weasley, after everyone had greeted Mr. Weasley and given presents.

"Very well, very well." Mr. Weasley's tone was a little too enthusiastic: "You - oh - haven't you seen therapist Smethyke?"

"No." Mrs. Weasley looked at him suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, nothing," said Mr. Weasley lightly, and began to unpack the pile of things: "Have you had a good day today? Got any presents? Oh, Harry - this is wonderful -" He opened the ha Free fuse and screwdriver.Then he unwrapped Jane's package again, his mouth widening with surprise on his face: "Whoa, here's a new radio, I've been wanting one since the previous one broke— - How does this work? Does it need electricity?"

Even though Mr. Weasley changed the subject, Mrs. Weasley quickly discovered his trick - because she saw Mr. Weasley's new bandages, and also learned that Mr. Weasley tried to use Muggle's constant approach, which made Mrs. Weasley furious.

Lupine went to the bed of a werewolf in the bed next to Mr. Weasley's, because Jane had heard Hermione tell about this werewolf's experience before that-it seemed that she had lost all her friends because of becoming a werewolf.She thought that this werewolf might need some help from Lupine, who came over.

Bill muttered about getting a cup of tea, and Fred and George jumped up to go with him, grinning.

On the other hand, Mrs. Weasley's anger was even greater, and her preaching voice could be heard throughout the floor.

"I'd like a cup of tea, too," said Harry, jumping up.

Jane, Hermione, Ron and Ginny almost rushed to the door with Harry.

As the door closed they heard Mrs. Weasley scream: "What did you say? That's how it works?"

A few of them left Mr. Weasley's ward and planned to walk around. Ginny suggested to go to the cafe on the top floor for a cup of coffee, but they met Neville on the sixth floor.

Neville was with his grandma, and when he saw them his plump face flushed purple, and he dared not meet their eyes.

"Neville!" Ron greeted him happily: "It's us, Neville!"

"Is that your friend, Neville, sweetheart?" Neville's grandma said kindly, walking towards them.

It was a frightening-looking old witch in a green gown, moth-eaten fox fur, and a pointed hat apparently adorned with a stuffed vulture.Jane had picked it up in the third year - Neville's boggart was his grandmother at the time, and it turned out to be Snape later.

"Hello, Neville." Jane didn't understand why Neville looked so nervous, and why Harry was equally nervous.

Neville didn't say hello to them, but his grandma rushed up and saw Harry right away: "Ah, yes!" She looked at Harry carefully, and held out a withered, claw-like hand to him. Hold: "Yes, yes, of course I know who you are. Neville thinks very highly of you."

"Okay - thanks." Harry shook his hand.

Neville just stared at his feet, his face getting more and more purple.

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