Hogwarts University Hospital. "Harry Potter and Ron Weasley are both inside. Come out early and don't affect their recovery." Madam Pomfrey seemed very unhappy as she warned them with a straight face.
Allen walked into the ward with Emily. The room with the curtains drawn was a little dim, and the Gryffindor team members were crowded in the room. They had brought a lot of cakes, sweets, and a few bottles of pumpkin porridge. Near the window, two figures were squeezing close to each other.
"Oh, you're here. I think you probably understand why Madam Pomfrey said that." Hermione squeezed out of the Gryffindor crowd and pouted behind her. Noticing them, Harry, who was lying on the hospital bed, greeted Allen and the others warmly. Jenny jumped down from his bed and helped Hermione put the gifts that Allen and the others had brought — the Duke of Honey's sweets and flowers — on Harry's bed.
Then there was a groaning sound. Everyone found Lavender, who was sitting next to Ron on the bed, hugging Ron's arm tightly as if there was no one else around. When he saw Allen and Hermione coming over, he suddenly put his arms around Ron's neck and kissed him on the lips. Then he sweetly sat up straight next to the stunned Ron. Back then on the Hogwarts Express, Lavender had heard with his own ears that Ron liked Hermione. He had been looking for an opportunity to declare his sovereignty over her. Coupled with his identity as Gryffindor, Lavender finally decided to take the opportunity to act first and think later.
Hermione helplessly smoothed her fluffy hair with her hand, and then held her forehead as she felt a headache.
Madam Pomfrey came in with two large bottles. "Drink it. You'll be fine soon. Miss Brown, you seem to have hurt Mr. Ron Weasley more, but he'll be fine by tomorrow at the latest. As for Harry Potter … "Madam Pomfrey glanced at Jenny, who had a concerned expression on her face." Miss Jenny Weasley, if you notice anything wrong with him, you can come to me at any time to treat him. "
Jenny's expression was the same as when she first met Harry. She gasped and blushed, before she hid behind Hermione.
Harry awkwardly tugged at the blanket on his body. When he was ejected and hit the grass, the spot where Pency had injured him on the Hogwarts Express was once again injured. Even now, it was still aching faintly.
Madame Pomfrey left, smacking her lips and complaining that the sport was too dangerous, and that the professors were too incompetent to protect their students with the shock-absorbing spell in advance.
"Gryffindor's Quidditch team has been plagued with disasters this semester. Harry, your players seem to have been cursed." Lavender Brown, who had let go of Ron, followed Madam Pomfrey's words and used Quidditch to change the topic. "Ron didn't hesitate to use his body to block the wandering ball to prevent you from getting hurt. He's so brave, but Harry, you failed to catch the Golden Snitch. You let him down."
"Lavender, a batter's main task is to use the bat to protect his teammates from the wandering ball. How many times has Harry been hit before?!" Jenny raised her eyebrows and turned to argue with Lavender, but Emily, who had walked to Harry's bed, attracted their attention.
"Harry, I wish you a speedy recovery." Emily personally gave a set of Quidditch's premium protective gear to Harry. Her voice was very sweet, just like her smile. "Your flying skills are excellent. It's just that I was lucky this time. The sudden change in weather had a great impact on you wearing glasses, and the Golden Snitch flew in was very narrow. In contrast, I had the advantage. Otherwise, it would have been hard to say who would have caught the Golden Snitch in the end."
After receiving the gift from Emily and seeing the little witch's gentle and polite appearance, Harry couldn't help but want to ask her if she had broken the rules during the game, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it out loud. Looking at Emily's innocent expression, Harry himself felt a sense of guilt, thinking that he might have wronged Emily. It was some other insidious little snake who had cast a spell on him, and she didn't know anything about it.
Harry scratched his head in distress. "Gryffindor's luck is really bad. Katie is still lying in St. Mungo's Magic Hospital. I don't know how she is now. "
Noticing Emily's behavior just now, Hermione's expression became a little fierce, which made her look a little like Professor Mag. However, in the end, she just moved her lips and didn't say anything.
"You can't go by yourselves. How about I take you to St. Mungo's Magic Hospital to see Katie tomorrow?" Allen's promise attracted the cheers of Gryffindor's lions. Then, Allen's voice sounded in Hermione's heart. "I'll see if I can cure Katie. This is also Emily's compensation for Gryffindor."
The cheers made Madam Pomfrey come back and lift the curtain again. She angrily shooed them away. "Get out, all of you. This is the school hospital. You need to keep quiet. The patient needs to rest."
The next afternoon, the Bentley 8-L stopped in front of an old-fashioned red-brick department store. Gryffindor, who had come to visit Katie at St. Mungo's Magic Hospital, got out of the door. The little lions suppressed their excitement of sitting in a wizard's car for the first time and began to look at the wide street and the deserted and decaying shops curiously. In fact, most of them had come to St. Mungo's Magic Hospital for the first time.
"This way. Follow me." Because of the donation and cooperation between Umbrella Pass and St. Mungo's Magic Hospital, Hermione walked into the crowded waiting room with ease with Gryffindor's Quidditch team and their "family members".
"Hey, that's Darius Derwent. She used to be the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Magic. It turns out that she's also St. Mungo's healer." After a few days of development, Lavender Braun had already thrown her previous shyness to the back of her mind. She hugged Ron's arm and whispered in his ear, "Rolo, this is my first time here."
The two began to act as if no one else was around.
"Merlin, it's like a ghoul gnawing on someone's face. I think he needs to improve his skills, whether it's in this aspect or in Quidditch." Jenny calmly said to Harry. "But Ron clearly didn't like us before. He's much worse than us now."
"Is Miss Brown's magic history not very good?" Allen raised one eyebrow and whispered to Harry beside him. He actually regretted being a little conservative with Hermione's actions when they were at Three Brooms. He looked at a large portrait of a witch with long silver curls hanging down on the wall. On the wall, Darius was carefully sizing up Allen and the others, as if she was counting the number of people. Then, she walked out of the frame from the side and disappeared.
"Katie should be in the Spell Damage Department on the fifth floor." After Hermione finished speaking, she walked to the Mr. Dexterous Hands next to the sign and asked a few questions. Then, she confidently turned back and said, "Yes, she's in the Spell Damage Department on the fifth floor."
They walked through a pair of double doors and passed through a rickety staircase. On the wall, there were portraits of hideous healers. When they climbed the stairs, those healers shouted at them, diagnosed strange diseases, and came up with all kinds of terrible treatments. A medieval wizard thought Ron had a bad case of smallpox, which made Ron very angry.
"Hi, Katie." After confirming Katie's room through the small glass window of the Spell Damage Department, Allen pushed the door open. The Gryffindor students rushed in noisily and greeted them enthusiastically.
Katie, who was lying on the bed, turned her head to look at them with some difficulty. She was too weak to regain control of her body, and the power of the curse made her twitch uncontrollably from time to time. But when she saw these familiar faces, she was pleasantly surprised and tried to sit up. "How did you leave the school? Oh … Thank you for bringing them here, Professor Harris. "
"I'm your classmate too, aren't I?" Allen shrugged and put his gifts at the foot of Katie's bed with the others. The ward was not small, but there were so many gifts that they could only be piled up in the corner. This made everyone feel the Christmas atmosphere in advance.
"Do you want to sit up?" Jenny asked the female teammate beside the bed. Katie nodded repeatedly, and Harry hurriedly raised her bed. This way, Katie's upper body was raised and she could see the students who came in clearly.
The pale Katie took the flowers from Lavender and sniffed them gently. Then, her head suddenly tilted back. When everyone thought that her curse was acting up again and they were about to call the healers, Katie waved her hand repeatedly.
Katie straightened her arm with all her might and shook the bouquet in her hand out of the window. A bee hiding in the bouquet flew away.
"I can't believe there were people who suspected that you did it on purpose." Li An helped his friend get the flowers and her hand back and put a pillow behind her back with one hand.
"Don't worry about Aura. They won't suspect such a kind-hearted girl like you anymore." Allen observed Katie's complexion and the magic floating around her. Her curse had been effectively suppressed, but according to the treatment methods available to the healers at St. Mungo Magic Hospital, it would take her at least three months to completely recover, just as Dumbledore had speculated. Allen comforted her. "It doesn't feel good to stay in the hospital for a long time. Rest well. I remember your grades are good. Read more books and watch TV. Time will pass quickly."
"Thank you, Professor Harris. It's indeed hard to stay in the hospital bed. Fortunately, the hospital has installed TVs now."
Jenny took the bouquet from Li An's hand and helped Katie put it in the vase on the table.
Katie's face suddenly twitched uncontrollably, and her voice was full of frustration and sadness. "I'm sorry, I watched the live broadcast of our fight against Slythrin yesterday. It's all my fault, it's all my fault. If I didn't touch that necklace … Slythrin's batter would have to divide part of his attention to the three of us … Ah, I'm sorry, I'm not blaming you, Dean. You didn't participate in the training, but you were willing to help us."
"It's not your fault, Katie. It's Pan … Uh, I mean, it's the person who put the curse on you and Cheryl." Harry quickly comforted her.
"But seriously, Katie, you have to get better quickly. Otherwise, Seamus will kill me and Harry sooner or later with just his eyes." The expression on Dean's face was completely nonchalant. He flashed Katie a set of big white teeth that contrasted with his dark complexion.
Harry was actually reluctant to let Dean participate in the game. In addition to his lack of training, he knew that his other roommate, Seamus, would definitely be unhappy. However, Harry felt that he had to put the interests of the team first, and Dean flew faster than Seamus in the selection game. Of course, Harry selectively ignored some of his own thoughts about Ron.
"I never thought of hurting Dumbledore. Why did I have to encounter such a thing and affect the team?" Katie's eyes were full of tears.
"We all believe that you are innocent. After all, you are so kind. How could you hurt Dumbledore with a cursed necklace?" Harry pushed up his glasses and once again tried to persuade his injured team member.
While the Gryffindor were talking around Katie, Allen put a gift box that was about to fall from the foot of the bed in the middle of the bedside table. After that, he took the initiative to step aside to leave enough space for the little lions. Hermione saw this scene and quietly walked to Allen's side. She approached Allen and pointed to Katie who was chatting with Harry and the others. She whispered, "Allen, how is Katie? Can you undo the curse?"
Allen suddenly lowered his head and rolled his eyes. Just like how Lavender Braun had treated Ron, he held Hermione's arm and let his mouth close to her ear. He whispered something into her ear. Just as Hermione nodded and stopped talking, he mischievously blew hot air into her ear. This made Hermione look a little like Jenny when her face was red.
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