Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 324: Visit
After a few more comforting words, Professor McGonagall let them leave.
"By the way, your Quidditch gadget, be more safe." She finally reminded me kindly.
There is no danger, and she is already a fan, maybe even a few dozen years younger will join her, and she will close one eye.
Students also need other activities to relieve their stress.
Principle, rigid, but not rigid.
A good teacher should have these conditions.
The group of people walked out of Professor McGonagall's office in such a sense of depression, and returned to the lounge in a sense of despair.
It's like a row of eggplants beaten with frost.
Angelina took the initiative to walk over and asked with concern: "George, are you okay? We also participated in this indoor Quidditch event. How can we punish you if we want to be punished? This is not Professor McGonagall’s style. Just go find her."
As his girlfriend, Angelina naturally cares about him.
George just reclaimed his Quidditch utensils stupidly, as if they were really going to be confiscated and turned in.
Just watching Angelina go to argue with McGonagall, he quickly took her hand again.
"It has nothing to do with this, but we want to take a break now." His eye sockets were a little red and he began to choke.
He's totally different from what he has always been heartless.
She patted George on the shoulder at this time.
As a leading sister, she now feels that she can only comfort her boyfriend like this first.
He should talk to himself later.
In the next few days, they were somewhat absent-minded in class, and some teachers seemed to have heard about it, and they were lenient to the Weasleys' distractions.
One exception, Mad-Eye Moody.
His requirements are more stringent.
"You need to work harder. This time, your father is lucky, but next time, you may need to protect him. I think you should also know something." He said to Ron .
Ron nodded heavily, practicing more and more seriously.
This was the first time he realized the heavy responsibility, and the danger was really close to them.
They live like years and look forward to leaving school soon to visit their father and elders.
After waiting for a long time, and wasting a lot of time, the first Hogsmeade week is here.
Professor McGonagall signed for them and allowed them to leave school together to visit their common father and elders.
St Mungo’s Hospital is in the heart of London, a little far away from Hogwarts.
Before this, they first went to Hogsmeade to buy some fruits, and the two girls bought bunches of flowers, calla lilies and lilies, to wish the patients a speedy recovery.
In order to save time, instead of taking Muggle transportation, they chose Floo fans, which is also the usual way of travel for most wizards.
Some shining powder was sprinkled in the fireplace at the site, and a green flame rose up, and they entered in an orderly manner.
There was a tearing sensation, and after the dizziness hit, it was too late to savor it.
The journey is over.
The Floo fan site they arrived at was a Muggle supermarket toilet. Two girls came out of the women's toilet, while the other boys came out of the men's toilet.
It seems that this place is still very intimate, and it has prepared a place for them to vomit.
After coming out to meet up, the group continued to walk towards St. Mungo's Hospital.
Along the graffiti-painted long street, people come and go, but when you continue to the middle, the figures begin to become scarce.
In front of them is an old-fashioned red-brick department store called Taotao Co., Ltd. It looks decayed and deserted. There are only a few broken dummies in the window, wearing wigs crookedly, with different poses, and wearing at least ten Clothing from years ago. Signs "Closed for renovation" are hung on the dusty doors.
There was only one particularly ugly female dummy inside, with all her false eyelashes missing, and she was wearing a green nylon skirt.
Several people walked straight through the glass.
The quiet surroundings began to noisy again.
They seem to have come to a crowded waiting room. Rows of witches and wizards are sitting on shaky wooden chairs. These are the most normal patients. Of course, they may also be their families.
Most of them are patients with strange diseases, such as those with green boils on their faces. This is understandable. The most surprising thing is that a pig tail grows behind someone.
Well, not surprising, Hagrid did the same when he taught Dudley.
The weather is not cold, and some people are still curled up in the corner shivering with at least a dozen quilts.
A variety of weird diseases that rarely appear in the Muggle world are staged here.
"Hello, may I ask, which ward is Mr. Arthur Weasley in? We are his juniors, come to visit him." Hermione stopped a man in a hurry, dressed in white with embroidered chest With a cross badge made up of a magic wand and bones.
The man shook his head.
Then pointed to his right hand not far away. There was a blond witch sitting there, with a tattered iron sign on it that said-Information Office.
There is also a huge sign.
Hermione stopped here for a while, squinting at the sign.
"Excuse me." Hermione turned around and said quickly, she almost remembered it.
Just as they were about to ask the past, they heard Mrs. Weasley's shout. She was waving to them in the corner at this moment, walked over quickly, and then led them in line behind a long queue.
"Don't worry, your father is okay." She patted Ron on the head lovingly.
"Harry~IndoMTL.com~Hermione? Are you here too? Arthur will definitely be very happy."
Along the way, Mrs. Weasley chatted with them about the homework.
They followed her through the double doors and through a narrow corridor with portraits of famous therapists on both sides. Crystal bubbles filled with candles floated on the ceiling, looking like giant soap bubbles. There were wizards in green robes coming in and out at each door, and a yellow stench wafted from one door, and a faint wailing sound was heard from time to time. They began to climb the stairs.
"Let it, let it!" A hurried male therapist in a dark green robe hurriedly went downstairs, holding a basin of blue, foaming strange liquid in his hand, as if it would splash at any time. Sprinkle on people.
Hermione had some bad luck. She was hit hard and lost her balance. Fortunately, her hand quickly grabbed the railing to avoid falling. But when she recovered her balance and looked up again, They were no longer visible in sight.
She can only go all the way up. With the memory just now, when she was on the first floor, in front of an erected sign, she remembered the structure of the Magic Hospital of St. Mungo.