v2 Chapter 243： Visiting Ron (1/2)
Ai Wen looked up and found himself in a crowded waiting room.
Rows of male and female wizards sit on rickety wooden chairs, some look normal, reading the expired ”Witches Weekly”, others have terrible deformities, growing like a nose or chest and giving birth to a hand .
The hospital is quieter than the Muggle Street, which is noisy and noisy. Many patients continue to make strange noises.
In the middle of the front row, a sweaty witch fanned a ”Prophet Daily”, constantly making a sharp whistle and spitting steam. A sly wizard in the corner was beating like a clock. Every time his head rang, his head swayed terribly. He had to grab the ear and hold it steady.
Evan, Harry, and Hermione looked around curiously, feeling that their eyes were not enough.
In addition to normal diseases, there are almost all kinds of reactions in the cursed and black magic.
A group of male and female wizards in green robes rushed through the corridors on the side to ask about the waiting situation. The badge embroidered on their chest is a cross made up of a wand and a bone.
”Look at those people, are they doctors?” Harry whispered.
”That is the Muggle hospital's statement, called a therapist here.” Hermione replied, ”You need to achieve very good grades in the senior wizard level to become a profession. As far as I know, at least get it.” Certificates of Potions, Herbology, Deformation, Charms, and Defense Against the Dark Arts.”
”Oh, potion class, then I guess it's no play, Snape won't let me pass!” said Harry. ”But you definitely have no problem, Hermione!”
”But I don't want to be a therapist, it's a responsible job.” Hermione looked up and looked at Evan, not far from the front, and whispered, ”I prefer newspapers to therapists. Editor-in-chief of this job”
”Yeah, I forgot!” Seeing Hermione's appearance, Harry smiled. ”You will definitely run the newspaper with Ai Wen.”
Seeing Harry's expression, Hermione blushes and is embarrassed to nod, which is definitely affirmation.
When Harry and Hermione were chatting, Ai Wen was following Lu Ping to the team in front of the consultation counter. In front of them was a fat blonde witch. The wall behind her is covered with notices and posters, such as clean cockroaches to prevent the magic drug from becoming poisonous, antidote can not be used, and should be approved by qualified therapists.
Next to the counter, there is a large portrait of a witch with a long silver hair curl, noted above: Daisy Devent, St. Mungo Therapist (1722 - 1741), President of Hogwarts School of Magic (1741 - 1768)
As the most famous principal, she has a high reputation in history and has her portraits on many important occasions.
Derwent is a very amiable person. When he meets her in the school corridor, she always greets the students and helps the new students to guide them.
She is now carefully looking at the people in front of the counter, as if they are counting people.
When she saw Evan's gaze, she blinked a little. ”Hello, Evan Mason, I am very happy to see you outside the school!”
Deventer greeted him and disappeared from the side.
In front of the team, a young wizard is dancing a strange fast-paced dance, while screaming and trying to explain his predicament to the witch behind the table.
”That is, my brother gave me shoes, hey, it is biting my foot, look at it here, there must be a curse on it, I, I can't take it off!” He took two feet in turn. It seems to dance on hot charcoal.
”Shoes didn't hinder you from reading?” The blonde witch said impatiently, pointing to the big sign on the side, ”Go to the fifth floor of the curse, the next one!”
The wizard leaped aside and Ai Wen hurried forward a few steps.
His attention was transferred to the sign that the witch had just pointed to, reading the above text: the accident department, the first floor (坩埚 explosion, wand fire, broom collision, etc.); biological injury department, second floor (bite, burn, Invasive thorns, etc.; singular pathogens, third floor (long acne, disappearance, lymphatic fungal infections, etc.); pharmacy and plant poisoning, fourth floor (rash, nausea, laughter, etc.); Branch, fifth floor (the curse that can't be lost, the wrong spell, etc.); tea room and shop, sixth floor.
If you don't know which department to go to, you can't talk properly, or don't remember why, our receptionist is willing to help.
”Ron is in the spirit of the demon, we should go to the fifth floor!”
When Aiwen read the sign, Lupin went to the table and he asked softly. ”Hello, let's visit Ron Weasley. Please ask him in the ward.”
”Ron Weasley?!” The witch looked down with a long list of fingers. ”Oh, I found it. I sent it from Hogwarts a week before Christmas. You have to go to the fifth floor and listen to the right hand.” The second ward!”