HP Magic Biography

This is St. Mungo. Harry had some doubts, but it looked a lot like a hospital.

So, are they doctors? Harry asked Ron quietly.

Doctor Ron said looking taken aback. Are those Muggle lunatics? If so, they're healers.

Here, cried Mrs. Weasley, get in line here, otherwise it's impossible for us to get in.

They followed Weasley into the long line, where a blonde witch sat at the information desk.

On the wall behind her were notices and posters of clean cauldrons to prevent reagents from turning into poisons, prescription antidotes, and a large portrait of the witch in her signature silver scroll - Doris DeVante, the healer, In 1722, he became the headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and in 1741 he became the director of St. Mungo's Hospital of Wizardry and Wizardry.

Doris was gazing at the Weasleys as if counting; she blinked slightly when Harry saw her, and disappeared sideways from her portrait.

Meanwhile, a young wizard at the front of the line explained his predicament to the wizards behind the table with grotesque movements and screams of pain.

It's not these oh my brother gave me shoes oh they eat me oh feet they must have a tarantaegra dancing spell on them I can't get it off. He hopped around on one foot like he was dancing on hot coals.

Those shoes don't prevent you from reading, do they? said the blonde witch, pointing angrily at the large sign to the left of her desk. If you want to heal, the spell damage floor guide indicates that it is on the 4th floor. Next

The wizard staggered and leaped away from the line The Weasleys took a few steps forward Harry read the floor guide Artifact Accident. Underlying cauldrons exploding wands with bad consequences brooms crashing and so on Animals cause injuries.

On the first floor, there are defects in magic such as biting, stinging, burns and bone injuries, as well as prevention and treatment of magic spells.

On the second floor, infectious diseases such as dragon pox disappearing disease, etc. are poisoned by medicines and plants.

On the third floor, the cascade of explosions refluxed beyond control and so spelled damage.

On the fourth floor, jinx spells and sequelae of incorrect use of magic power, etc., are in the hospital store in the visitor's lounge.

Fifth floor, if you don't know how to get around the language barrier or don't remember why you are here our receptionist is happy to help.

An old wizard in a hearing aid hunched over and shuffled to the front of the line. I've come to see Broderick Bird, he gasped.

Ward 49 but I think you're wasting your time said the witch He's completely confused you know he still thinks he's a teapot. Next

A troubled-looking wizard held his little daughter close, her huge feathered wings piercing through her clothes and flapping against his head.

Fourth floor. The witch said nothing in a bored voice and didn't ask the man. He disappeared by the double door next to the desk and pulled his daughter like a strangely shaped balloon. Next

Mrs. Weasley went to the desk.

Hello, she said, my husband, Arthur Weasley, was reportedly sent to the special ward this morning, can you tell us?

Arthur Weasley said the witch as she slid her finger along the list in front of her. It's Delwellyn Ward's ward, second on the right, first floor.

Thank you, said Mrs. Weasley.

You guys come with me.

They followed her through double doors and down a narrow corridor lined with portraits of famous healers, illuminated by crystal bubbles filled with candles that looked like giant snot bubbles.

Uh, that doesn't seem like a good description, but Harry still thinks it's very vivid.

More witches and wizards in lime green robes marched in and out through the doors they passed. A foul-smelling yellow gas wafted into the corridor as they passed a door, and from afar came the sound of wailing.

They walk up a flight of stairs into the enchanted cause damage hallway, the door to the second room on the right says enchanted serious injury room. On the brass stand below this is a card handwritten on Dorothy Jackson, the healer in charge. Trainee therapist Augustus Pye.

We're waiting for Molly outside, said Tonks. Arthur doesn't want to be disturbed by too many people. The family members go in first.

Mad-Eye snarled in agreement, leaning against the hallway wall, his magic eye swiveling in all directions.

Harry wanted to back away too but Mrs. Weasley put out a hand and pushed him through the door saying Don't be silly Harry, Arthur wants to thank you.

The ward is small and dark, and the only window is set high on the wall opposite the door, which is very narrow. The light mainly comes from a string of bright crystal bubbles in the middle of the dome. On the oak-paneled walls hung a portrait of a wicked wizard, Urquhart, Rand 16121697, The One Who Canceled the Bloodthirsty Curse.

There are only three patients. Mr. Weasley's hospital bed was by the small window at the end of the room. Harry was pleased and relieved to see him reclining on some pillows reading the Daily Prophet in the few rays of sunlight that fell on his bed. He looked up to see them coming towards him.

Hello, he greeted, throwing the newspaper aside. Bill just left, Molly he had to go back to work, he said he would visit you later.

How are you Arthur? Mrs. Weasley asked, bending over to kiss his cheek and looking into his face worriedly. You still look haggard.

I feel fine, said Mr. Weasley briskly, hugging Ginny warmly in his good arm. If they take the bandages off I can go home.

Why can't they take it off, Dad? Fred asked. The wound bleeds like crazy every time they try to take it off, said Mr. Weasley cheerfully, going to get the wand on his bedside table and conjuring six chairs by the bed for them all to sit on.

The wounds of those hit by the Blood Whiplash spell don't heal so easily, they believe they'll find a healing potion, and some are in worse condition than mine. Meanwhile I have to use blood tonics every hour. But there The man, he said, lowering his voice and motioning towards the opposite bed where the sick man looked green and very sick and was staring at the ceiling. The unfortunate guy who was bitten by a werewolf has no hope of healing at all.

A werewolf, Mrs. Weasley murmured, looking slightly alarmed. Is he safe in the public ward Shouldn't he be in the private room

Actually, St. Mungo's been a little nervous recently. There are a lot of Aurors and vampires in the Ministry of Magic fighting, and the wards are full. Moreover, the full moon is two weeks away, Mr. Weasley reminded her calmly. They talked to him this morning the healer you know trying to convince him to live an almost normal life. I said to him don't mention names of course but I said, I know a werewolf man and, well, he handles the situation well very good.

What did he say? George asked.

He said he'd bite me if I didn't shut up, said Mr. Weasley sadly.

There was a woman in there, he pointed to another bed by the door. She didn't tell the healer what bit her, and we all thought it must have been a misuse of her spell. Whatever it was, it A chunk of flesh was ripped off her leg and it smelled really bad.

Then you'll tell us what happened to you Daddy asked Fred, pulling his chair closer to the bed.

Well you already know that don't you? Mr. Weasley said, smiling at Harry. Very simple. I had a very long day of dozing off, absconding, and getting bitten.

The Daily Prophet reported that you were attacked. Fred pointed to the newspaper that Mr. Weasley had thrown aside.

No, of course not, said Mr. Weasley with a faint wry smile. The ministry doesn't want everyone to know that a dirty, sinister man has returned.

Arthur, Mrs. Weasley warned.

Uh, I know, said Mr. Weasley hastily.

Harry was pretty sure that wasn't what he wanted to say.

Dad where were you when this happened? George asked.

It's my business, said Mr. Weasley, smiling. He grabbed the Daily Prophet, shook it off and read, I know from the papers that you got there and arrested Occam. You know Willie Summers showed up behind the bathroom and one of his spells had bad consequences and the bathroom exploded they found He was lying unconscious on the ground covered in debris.

You said you were 'at work' Fred interrupted softly what are you doing

Listen to your father, whispered Mrs. Weasley, we're not here to discuss this and go on about Occam, Arthur.

Don't ask me what's the matter, he's actually left the bathroom alone, said Mr. Weasley sternly. 'I can only assume the gold changed hands'

You're defending it, aren't you? George said quietly. Did that guy do the weapon?

George be quiet, Mrs. Weasley interrupted.

Anyway, said Mr. Weasley, raising his voice, this time Willie got arrested for selling biting doorknobs to Muggles, I think he ruined his career according to the article two Muggles lost The finger is now undergoing emergency bone replantation and memory modification at St. Mungo's. Come to think of it, the Muggles at St. Mungo's I wonder what ward they're in He looked desperate for an indicator.

Didn't you say there was someone else there, Harry? asked Fred, noting his father's reaction. Is it big? You saw him come back at night, didn't you?

Enough, said Mrs. Weasley. Mad-Eye and Tonks are outside Arthur they want to see you. You wait outside She pulled her children and Harry. Say it next time, goodbye. Hurry up.

They return to the corridor. Mad-Eye and Tonks entered the ward and closed the door behind them. Fred raised his eyebrows.

Okay, he said calmly, rummaging in his pockets, just don't tell us anything like that.

Looking for these, said George, pulling out what looked like a roll of flesh-colored thread. You know what I'm thinking, Fred grinned, showing his teeth. Let's see if there's a spell on St Mungo's ward

He and George untied the wire and separated the five listening ears from each other. Fred and George gave one to everyone around them. Harry hesitated.

Come on Harry put it on and you saved Daddy's life. If anyone had the right to bug him it was you.

Harry couldn't help baring his teeth in a grin. He grabbed the end of the string and inserted it into his ears. The twins were already on.

Okay, let's go, said Fred in a low voice.

Flesh-colored threads twisted and snaked under the door like slender worms. Harry heard nothing at first, and was taken aback when he suddenly heard Tonks speaking as clearly as a whisper as if she were standing right next to him.

They searched the whole area but couldn't find the attacker anywhere. Looks like it attacked you and then disappeared Arthur. But the guy sure came here why didn't he kill you sorry but I don't think we have anything to go on Taken into account. Moody's tone was hurried and angry.

I think he's taking that as a warning, growled Moody. Is he going to have such luck in the future? No. I think he's trying to get a better sense of the situation. If Arthur wasn't there that guy would have had more time to look around. Look. So Potter said he saw it

Yes said Mrs Weasley. She sounded rather disturbed. You know Dumbledore seems to have been waiting for Harry to see something like this.

Yes, said Moody, there's something funny about Harry, and we all know that.

Dumbledore seemed worried about Harry when I talked to him this morning, said Mrs. Weasley in a low voice.

Of course he's concerned, growled Moody. The boy saw it through the man's magic eye. Obviously Harry didn't realize what that meant but the man was controlling him

Harry took out his bugging ears, his heart was beating violently, and hot blood rushed to his face. He looked at the others and they all stared at him, all still with the strings in their ears and looking terrified.

Is that why Dumbledore no longer wants to meet Harry's eyes? He thinks he'll see Voldemort's gaze in Harry's eyes. Maybe, he's worried that those bright green eyes will suddenly turn scarlet and cat-like Squinting at the same student, Harry remembered how once Voldemort had forced his snake's face out of the back of Professor Quirrell's head, and twisted Professor Quirrell's hands behind his back.

Harry wondered what it would be like if Voldemort had emerged from his own skull.

He felt tainted, filthy, as if carrying deadly germs, unworthy of being with innocent people who hadn't been tainted by Voldemort either physically or mentally.

It felt like the plague, from the plague in his body.

Suddenly Harry seemed to understand something, Sirius and Fan Lin, the two of them

This is not a good habit. All of a sudden, the flesh-colored silk threads hanging from their ears flew away from their bodies, and a few familiar faces appeared in front of everyone before everyone recovered.

What happened to Mr. Weasley? Hermione asked anxiously, What happened, I heard from Fan Lin, Harry, you saw someone attacking Mr. Weasley, and then you came here. No one is here, if Fan Lin asked Dobby to tell me to wait, I would have to

Wait a minute, Hermione, Fan Lin said holding Hermione back, give them a chance to breathe.

Ron Fan Lin looked at Harry and then at Ron, Your father

he's fine

Dad has woken up, and now Moody and Tonks are talking to them inside

they said

Okay Ron, said Ginny, maybe they guessed wrong and it was just a coincidence. Or

You know. I didn't mean that, I just

The door slammed open, revealing Mrs Weasley inside.

Oh, you two are here, we are waiting for you, there is something that needs to be confirmed in person