Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"Professor McGonagall, how did Sirius get hurt?"

"Is he okay, Professor McGonagall?"

Along the way, Harry and Louis kept asking questions. However, Minerva McGonagall didn't know anything about it. She only knew that he was now living in St. Mungo's Hospital.

"Ice lemon juice."

Going up the stone statue stairs, I have been to the principal's office several times this semester, but this time I felt particularly nervous.

"Professor Dumbledore!"

The two asked in unison as soon as they entered the door, and the old man sitting at the desk made a silencing gesture towards them.

"Daisy, how is the situation now?"

"It's stable. They just passed by my portrait." The former headmistress of Hogwarts, Delis Derwent, appeared on the portrait behind Dumbledore. "Dumbledore, I just thought he looked like Have you been attacked by a werewolf?"

"Until we get definite evidence, no speculation can be conclusive, Dalys." Dumbledore corrected her, and the headmistress shut her mouth and stopped talking.

"Professor Dumbledore..."

"Sirius was seriously injured while on a mission in Germany." Dumbledore began to answer their questions. "He was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital and is now out of danger for the time being."

Louis suddenly remembered that Harry had mentioned some time ago that Sirius had been out of contact for a month and there was no news. It was very possible that he was attacked during that time.

"The specific situation is still unknown. The Ministry of Magic seems to be deliberately blocking the information." Dumbledore frowned. According to Fudge's attitude towards him, it was indeed impossible to reveal the real situation to him.

"Can we go see him now?"

Harry's tone was extremely anxious. Sirius was now his closest relative. Although it was only legal, this relationship was deeper than Aunt Petunia's blood.

"This is why I came to you." Dumbledore stood up, "I am no longer suitable to appear alone in front of the Ministry of Magic, but you are different. I need you to help me go to St. Mungo's Hospital to visit Sirius. And understand the situation.”

"Now that Voldemort has been resurrected, we cannot give up any viable fighting force, let alone conflict with the Ministry of Magic, which is on the same front as us. I think you know this better than me."

Dumbledore seemed to be taking advantage of Harry and Louis, but there was nothing he could do about it. The Ministry of Magic, including Fudge, no longer trusted Dumbledore because they did not want to believe that Voldemort had returned.

"Then how do we get there? Use Floo powder?" Louis asked.

"No, Floo fans are under surveillance by the Ministry of Magic. They will know where you are coming from and will be suspicious of your motives."

"I have the door key here. Someone will pick you up at St. Mungo's Hospital in a moment." Dumbledore took out a worn cup from the drawer, "Daisy, please."

"No problem, Dumbledore." The portrait of Delis winked at them and then disappeared from the frame.

"We are waiting for a signal from Delis. She is very famous in St. Mungo's Hospital." said Dumbledore, the former headmaster of Hogwarts and a legendary healer.

About three or four minutes later, the witch came back. She said that the place was ready and she was waiting for Dumbledore to send people there.

"Very well, Louis, Harry, come up here." He put the broken cup on the table, and Louis and Harry held the cup at the same time.

"Now listen to my command, three, two, one!!"

After a dizzying tugging sensation, Louis and Harry appeared at the same time in a room that was still bright after all.

He didn't know where this was, so he sat down on the ground. Standing in front of him was a male wizard who looked to be over fifty years old and was wearing dark green robes.

"Come from Hogwarts? The teacher has already said hello to me."

The two of them stood up with the support of the man, and then Louis took a serious look at the man's face.

Although he looks a bit old, he is still relatively energetic. He holds various strange healing bottles in his hands.

"Introduction, I am the current director of St. Mungo's Hospital, Seamus Morafenri, and Dai Lisi is my teacher."

The dean was extremely polite when introducing himself, and obviously did not look down on them because of their young age.

"Uh, let me ask you, your age..." Louis asked cautiously, because Dai Lisi has been around for two hundred years. If this old guy is Dai Lisi's student, he must be at least two hundred years old. age.

"Ah, don't get me wrong, the teacher I am talking about is not a direct teacher." Sheamus laughed, "I am only sixty-two years old this year, but my third generation teacher was Delise Devante."

"Because Teacher Dai Lisi only accepted one medical disciple in her life, so after all, I am her only descendant."

"Mr. Maura Finley, we are in a hurry. Look..." Harry quickly told them their purpose. The old guy patted his head and immediately took them out of the dean's office.

The Dean's Office is on the top floor of St. Mungo's Hospital. Next to it is the tea room and shop. This should be the most relaxing place in the entire hospital.

"It must be your first time to come to St. Mungo's Hospital. Every wizard who comes to visit St. Mungo's Hospital must register and explain the purpose of visit at the front desk on the ground floor. The hospital is not just for idlers to come and go at will. Of course, you two Except for the little one, go this way.”

Seamus Mora Fenli took Louis and Harry to the stairs. After going down from the sixth floor, you could smell a pungent smell, which made Louis very uncomfortable.

"Our entire hospital is built in London's Cheung Chan Department Store. Of course, the poor Muggles can only see this department store that has never been opened from the outside."

They arrived at the fifth floor, where the sound was extremely noisy. All kinds of painful roars were added to the roars of busy therapists. Louis had never seen such a chaotic scene.

"The fifth floor is the Curse Injury Department. Alas, the people who live here are all poor people. Some of them will never be cured." Dean Sheamus sighed sadly and continued to move forward.

And Louis and Harry saw a familiar name before passing a ward, Gilderoy Lockhart.

The fourth and third floors were for potions, plant poisoning and strange fungus infections respectively. The patients here all looked extremely disgusting. Some wizards were infected with the fungus and their whole bodies were ulcerated and they even had large rashes.

"Okay, we're here..."

After walking for a while, they arrived at a special needs ward on the second floor.

"My mission is completed, and the rest is up to you." After saying that, he patted the two teenagers on the head and left.

Harry and Louis looked at each other, took a deep breath at the same time, and then slowly opened the ward door.