Chinese students at Hogwarts

This is a group ward.

Zhang Xiao looked around. The sign on the nursing room clearly stated that it was the patient's permanent home.

There is something more human around the hospital bed than in one's own ward;

For example, on the bed opposite, there was a wizard with a pale face and a sad face, lying on the bed staring at the ceiling.

He was mumbling to himself, seemingly unaware of what was going on around him.

On the second bed from the front lay a woman, her entire head covered with thick black hair.

The two beds at the other end of the nursing room were covered by a curtain. Some magic spells were cast on them to effectively block the sound. This was to allow the sick to maintain some privacy.

"Come on Annie, here you go!" one of the therapists said cheerfully to the hairy woman, handing her a small pile of candy.

“Look, you’re not forgotten, right?

Your son sent an owl to say he'd be visiting you next week. That's nice, isn't it? "

Annie roared loudly a few times and struggled desperately. Zhang Xiao looked at her as if she was going to bite the therapist twice.

But the therapist didn't seem to care. She placed the candies on the small cabinet next to the bed, hummed a song and came to the sad wizard again.

Neville opened the curtain covering the two beds at the end of the guard room, with a heartfelt smile on his round face:

"Dad, Mom, I'm here to see you."

Zhang Xiao stood behind silently, holding flowers bought from the fifth floor. Behind the curtain lay two people, slowly and laboriously getting up, looking at them with confused and empty eyes.

"They are all Aurors. You know Zhang, Aurors are quite respected in the magical world!" Mrs. Longbottom looked at her son and daughter-in-law and said in a proud tone:

"The couple are very talented! They are both members of the Order of the Phoenix and have been fighting against mysterious people."

Zhang Xiao listened quietly to the story he already knew, but unlike reading the text, when he actually stood next to Mrs. Longbottom and looked at the three people in the ward, the silent sadness had permeated the entire room.

It was an indescribable heaviness, and he suddenly understood why Mrs. Longbottom kept telling the story of her son and daughter-in-law loudly.

Because she was afraid that the dull Neville would become more and more inferior, she wanted to tell Neville and everyone.

You don't have to feel inferior, you should raise your head, your parents are heroes.

Because she was afraid that this couple who would rather die than surrender would be forgotten.

Mrs. Longbottom lost two children for the wizarding world. She could accept sacrifice, but she could not accept being forgotten.

"After You-Know-Who fell, those despicable Death Eaters attacked them and tortured Frank and Alice with the Cruciatus Curse.

They were tortured for half a night by forcing them to reveal the possible hiding place of the mysterious man! "

Mrs. Longbottom clutched her big red handbag tightly and squeezed the bag into wrinkles. Her wrinkled face was slightly raised and she said proudly:

"But they said nothing, even though Dumbledore did arrange for the two of them to go explore where Voldemort might be hiding.

Well done to Frank and Alice. Family Longbottom, till death do us part! "

Zhang Xiao stepped forward and gently put the flower down.

He had seen the old photos Neville had shown him.

Neville's mother in the photo had a round face full of life and joy, but it was no longer there;

It was replaced by a thin and haggard face.

Her eyes looked large, and her graying hair looked dry and brittle.

Neville stood next to Alice and spoke to him in a happy and joyful tone, but Alice could not understand what her son meant.

She kept looking at Neville with a quizzical look.

Frank's symptoms seemed to be more severe than his wife's. Even Neville's arrival did not make him have any special reaction. He just sat on the bed and looked out the window, opening his arms and lowering them, repeating this over and over again.

"Mom, I forgot to introduce you, this is Zhang!" Neville spoke for a while and suddenly remembered something.

He stood up and held Zhang Xiao, with a happy smile on his round face:

"He is my best friend, mom. Zhang helped me a lot in school. He also came to see you. Did you see it? I have friends too!"

Neville picked up the bouquet of flowers and carefully held it in front of her:

"Mom, he also brought you flowers. Look how beautiful they are."

Alice seemed to like this bouquet of flowers very much. The fragrance of the flowers surprised her, and she buried her face directly into the flowers. After a while, she raised her head, her face covered with flowers and leaves.

He gave Neville a silly smile.

"Mom, you can't do this." Neville's eyes were a little red, and he stretched out his hand to gently pick off the leaves on her face, and wiped her face with his sleeve in a panic.

Zhang Xiao only felt that his heart was clogged. He tried hard to hold back the emotions in his heart. Any comfort at this time was feeble.

Alice looked at Neville and seemed to suddenly remember something. She stretched out her hand and moved it carefully towards Neville, holding something in her hand.

There was a look of fawning and timidity on that withered face, as if he was worried that Neville would refuse.

"Again?" said Mrs. Longbottom in a tired voice. "Very well, Alice, dear, very well. Neville, take it, whatever it is."

Neville had already stretched out his hand, and Alice placed a piece of bubble gum wrapper in his palm as if holding some unique treasure.

"Very well, dear." Mrs. Longbottom pretended to be cheerful and patted Alice on the shoulder.

Neville held the candy wrapper tightly and said softly: "Thank you, Mom. I like this gift."

His mother staggered back to the nursery bed and began mumbling to herself.

"Okay, we should go." Mrs. Longbottom's withered lips trembled slightly, and she turned her head and quickly wiped away her tears.

Sighing, she said, "Nice to meet you. Neville, throw that candy wrapper into the trash can. The candy wrappers she gave you should be enough for you to cover your bedroom."

Neville lowered his head, folded the candy wrapper neatly, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Zhang Xiao felt his nose was sore, and he hurriedly turned his head to hide his expression. The telescope in the Qiankun bag buzzed, and after it was turned on, his father's voice came from the mirror:

"Xiaoxiao, where are you? Your mother and I didn't see you in the hall."

"Dad, can you come?" Zhang Xiao said in a heavy voice.

Hearing that something was wrong in his son's tone, Zhang Chengdao's voice became serious. He gestured to his wife, and the two of them walked over quickly.

"almost there."