[HP] SF Department Harry

In the end, Hogwarts graduates and their staff were unable to extend their amazing trip to the Zoo and Botanical Gardens as they wished.The final reason for this decision was not that Harry refused to give in, but that Harry was hurriedly rushed back to Earth by St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Because of work, Harry had to give up the rest of the trip and find someone who could take his class.Probably because it's not interesting for Harry not to continue playing and just join in the fun, so Salazar also went back to Earth.As for James and Lily, because Harry felt that it would not be worthwhile to cancel their itinerary and pay part of the liquidated damages, they simply negotiated and asked their parents to join the Hogwarts graduation tour group to replace him. And Salazar's spot went.

Although there is actually a generation gap, because of the special experience, James and Lily's current bodies are not much different from these young wizards who have just graduated, and their personalities are very easy to get along with.Although most of those who didn't know the truth didn't know why Harry gave up this opportunity to these two wizards from France, they quickly accepted the change of companions.

"Honestly, I still don't get it," Ron muttered, swallowing a big mouthful of ice cream, with Hermione frowning beside him. "Obviously Harry is a very casual and free-spirited person. Why did he choose to become a therapist? Even because of this, he greatly weakened the attention of his own company..."

"I don't know either," Neville drank his soda slowly with a straw in his mouth, "but he's really good!" Neville said in admiration, his eyes lit up. "My grandma said that Harry was the youngest formal therapist ever at St. Mungo's! Many people have worked at St. Mungo's for five or six years and haven't been formally qualified yet!"

"But Harry and his mentors are not the same as others... Aw! Headache!" Ron, who took another big mouthful of ice cream and suddenly had a headache, wailed while hugging his head. At the same time, LaVine not far away The De and Patil sisters didn't know what to say, and suddenly they were out of breath from laughing. Ron curled his lips, even if he knew that they weren't necessarily laughing at him, he was still a little upset.

"Can't you cheer up a little bit?" Hermione said helplessly, taking away Ron's unfinished ice cream cup. "Be patient for a while, it will be fine in a while. Now even elementary school students know that ice can't be eaten too soon and they will get a headache..." Hermione muttered helplessly, and Ron turned his chin on the table as if he couldn't hear a blank stare.Hermione patted his red head annoyed.

"Ouch! Min! Don't do this!" Ron begged pitifully, but this trick didn't work on Hermione, who had known him for more than seven years and was immune.

"Can't you be more promising?!" Hermione shook her head resentfully. "In your state, I doubt that you will be able to pass your future Auror qualification test."

"Hey! Have some confidence in your boyfriend and future husband!" Ron finally sat up straight, but he still protected his head. His head didn't hurt anymore, but Hermione was obviously a little irritable today. Afraid that Hermione would be upset and slap him on the head again.

"Maybe I'd have a little more confidence in you if you tried harder," said Hermione, and Ron wailed. It was too stressful to have Harry as a friend in comparison.

"I don't know if we will be as busy as Harry when we work in the future." Neville said after drinking the last bit of soda. When this graduation trip is over, he also needs to start working for himself Get ready.

"Have you decided what you're going to do, Neville?" Hermione asked, a little less angry.

"Well," Neville nodded immediately, "Professor Sprout suggested that I be her teaching assistant, and I agreed."

"That's pretty good," Ron finally asked for his ice cream after promising not to eat it so fast. "You have always been good at herbal medicine."

"Well, thank you," Neville blushed embarrassingly, "I'm only good at this one. Apart from herbal medicine, the only thing I can do is to be a Muggle communicator or something like that." Yes," he stroked his dark brown hair, "but there are too many people who can do this job, I'm sure I can't choose."

"I'm sure I can do that too," Ron laughed, "but if I wanted to do Muggle-related work Dad would have preferred me to join his Misuse of Magical Affairs! He'd be very happy Glad to have more people covering him. I'd rather be an Auror though."

"I don't think Neville will be as busy as Harry in the future." Hermione said, "After all, a therapist is a special profession, and staying up late and canceling vacations are common. And the Hogwarts faculty and staff Holidays are pretty solid."

"Yes!" Neville nodded in agreement, and then his eyes were glued to Hannah who happened to pass by. He apologized to his friends awkwardly, and then chased after him hand in hand.

"I don't know if their relationship is confirmed." Ron kept staring at Neville and Hannah out of their sight with great interest.Among their good friends, Neville was the only one who hadn't announced his dating partner.

"I guess not yet. But soon?" Hermione guessed uncertainly.

"Uh, Min...Speaking of which," Ron asked with his eyes drifting, "Are you really going to be that assistant?"

"Yes." She wasn't annoyed at her boyfriend for not being able to name Hermione's exact occupation, "I believe that being that will allow me to help more people."

"It's really not like you would do something like helping others." Salazar smiled helplessly and stroked Harry's black hair, which was always disheveled, before picking up the sleeping Harry and sending him off. into the lounge.

"The condition of the Longbottoms has stabilized?" After covering Harry with a blanket, Salazar met Ms. Michelle Kent, Harry's mentor who looked tired but insisted on coming to see Harry.

"Yes." Michelle didn't blame Salazar who shouldn't be here. After all, as long as he wanted to, this wizard with a special status could always find a reason to appear in most important places in the British magic world. .But the most important reason is that Salazar is wise enough not to make trouble like others, otherwise even if it is Merlin, she will be able to catch up. "Sorry for ruining your travel plans."

"You don't need to apologize to me." Salazar raised the corners of his mouth and showed a smile without warmth and emotion. "Anyway, Harry is obviously more interested in this kind of thing than traveling. As soon as you inform him, he will choose to come back without hesitation." It's over!"

"That's right, this child is really interesting and smart, very smart." Michelle rubbed her fingers that were a little stiff because of holding on to the wand for too long and too hard.She didn't mind pampering this historically famous dark wizard a little bit. After all, thanks to Salazar, she got Harry, a student who made her extremely satisfied. "Then I won't bother you, I will notify the logistics to prepare an extra meal for you."

"Thank you very much." Salazar responded, and immediately looked back, without staying for a moment longer.St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Wounds has plenty of lounges for its healers.Magic always has an advantage in terms of space. Except for St. Mungo's Magical Injury Hospital, it is estimated that there is no hospital that can provide almost every official therapist with their own exclusive lounge, and the space is quite large. spacious.

Such equipment is very important for St. Mungo's healers. Because of the extremely strict selection criteria, there are not enough healers in St. Mungo's. After all, this place serves the wizards of the whole of Britain.Fortunately, there are not many wizards, and almost all wizards can handle some minor problems by themselves, but it is not uncommon for a small problem to turn into a big problem by mistake.In short, the current normal life of St. Mungo's therapists is that they can gather together to drink tea and gossip when they are free, and they can't sleep for days and nights when they are busy.Harry, a new therapist, was not immune either.Even though he did not become the attending doctor of a certain patient in name, Ms. Michelle Kent still trusts Harry to take charge of the rescue this time.

Trust and ability are one thing, communication and cooperation are another. In order to ensure that his ideas can be fully implemented, Harry did not close his eyes for a whole three days. Breaking into work is hard even for a young man like Harry.Not to mention that even Harry used to stay up late with his own research.But even if he would be very energetic at night if he didn't sleep all night, he wouldn't stay up until dawn.This three days without sleep made him so tired that he couldn't wake up no matter what Salazar did to him.

The unusually docile Harry made Salazar very interesting. He first grabbed the long hair on the back of Harry's head and tied Harry's pigtail into a small braid. The root of the tail turned into a green ribbon tied with a big bow.Then he poked the pair of triangular cat ears one after another, watching the pierced ears tremble and instinctively tried to drive away Salazar's harassment.After a while, Salazar, who had had enough of playing with his ears, poked the cheek of Harry, who had completely lost the baby fat, and Harry squeaked his mouth and turned over, grabbed the nearby pillow and hugged him, completely covering his face. Buried in the pillow.

[Wouldn't it be suffocating to sleep like this? ] Tried again and again to remove the pillow from Harry's arms to prevent Harry from getting bored, but always failed for various reasons, Salazar raised his eyebrows, thinking suspiciously.But when he decided to use magic to solve it, Harry's eyes snapped open.

"Heh..." Harry squinted his eyes and yawned. His black hair, which was always prone to curl up, became even more wild after sleeping. Harry sat up with the pillow in his arms and stared blankly at Sarah. Racha, it took a while to realize who the person in front of him was.

"Uncle S? When did you come here?" Harry's voice was still nasal. He rested his chin on the pillow and half-closed his eyes, obviously not fully awake yet.

"It's been a while." Salazar replied with a smile after rubbing the top of Harry's head, "If you're still sleepy, sleep a little longer, but I guess the food will be delivered soon."

"Meow..." Harry's strange-colored eyes lit up immediately, and he unconsciously let out a meow with a long tail that turned into a throaty whimper. Harry buried his face in embarrassingly as if he had just slept. into the pillow, causing Salazar to laugh uncontrollably and tremble all over.Although it was hard to endure, at least he didn't laugh out loud.

The food arrived quietly, obviously by the house-elf, and the house-elf who prepared the food was well aware of Harry's appetite, but this was not surprising, Harry was always good at quickly adapting to the new environment. The house-elves make good friends.Even if he doesn't do anything, as long as he enjoys the food to his heart's content, it will be enough to make the house elves in charge of cooking infinitely increase their favorability towards him.

"I'll start first!" Harry noticed the food coming earlier than Salazar, and the moment Salazar noticed it, Harry had already picked up the knife and fork. The stars are shining.Salazar had just reminded that one of the food was his, and Harry started to sweep the table full of food like the autumn wind swept away the fallen leaves, looking very hungry.

"Don't be so hasty, I won't fight with you." Salazar raised the corner of his mouth, and gave Harry his own share, which was wiped out by Harry in a blink of an eye.However, even after eating the extra portion of Salazar, Harry was still not satisfied. He called the house elf and ordered an extra lamb chops, bean salad and cranberry biscuits for himself.Then he gave Salazar half of the cranberry biscuits and the lamb chops.

"It's estimated that St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries will be bankrupted by you soon..." Sara glanced at the empty plate and said with a dry smile.