Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 197

This is a collective ward.

Zhang Xiao looked around, and the sign on the nursing room clearly stated that it was the patient's permanent home.

There is more of a human touch around the bed than in your own ward;
For example, on the opposite bed, there is a pale and sad wizard lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling.

He was muttering to himself, seemingly unaware of what was going on around him.

On the second bed from the front lay a woman, her entire head covered in thick black hair.

The two beds at the other end of the nursing room were covered by a curtain, on which some magic spells were cast, which could effectively block the sound, in order to allow the sick person to maintain some privacy.

"Come on Annie, here's you!" a therapist said cheerfully to the hairy woman, handing her a small pile of candy.

"Look, you're not forgotten, are you?

It's nice that your son sent an owl to say he'll be visiting you next week, isn't it? "

Annie growled loudly a few times and struggled desperately. Zhang Xiao looked more like going up to bite the therapist twice.

It's just that the therapist didn't seem to care. She placed the candy on the small cabinet next to the bed, humming a song and came to the sad wizard again.

Neville opened the curtain covering the two beds at the end of the nursery, with a heartfelt smile on Yuanyuan's face:
"Dad, Mom, I'm here to see you."

Zhang Xiao stood silently at the back, holding the flowers bought from the fifth floor. There were two people lying behind the curtain, getting up slowly and with difficulty, looking at them with confused and empty eyes.

"They are all Aurors, Zhang, you know, Aurors are quite respected in the magic world!" Mrs. Longbottom looked at her son and daughter-in-law, and said in a proud tone:

"Their couple are highly talented! They are both members of the Order of the Phoenix and have been fighting against the mysterious man."

Zhang Xiao quietly listened to the stories he already knew, but it was different from reading the text. When he really stood beside Mrs. Longbottom and looked at the three people in the ward, that kind of wordless sadness had already permeated the whole room.

It was an indescribable heaviness, and he suddenly understood why Mrs. Longbottom kept telling stories about her son and daughter-in-law loudly.

Because she was afraid, afraid that the dull Neville would become more inferior, she wanted to tell Neville, and she wanted to tell everyone.

You don't have to feel inferior, you should hold your head up, your parents are heroes.

Because she was afraid that this couple who would rather die than submit would be forgotten
Mrs. Longbottom lost two children for the wizarding world. She could accept the sacrifice, but she couldn't accept being forgotten.

"After You-Know-Who fell, those vile Death Eaters raided them, torturing Frank and Alice with the Cruciatus Curse.

It took them half a night to force them to reveal the possible hiding place of the mysterious man! "

Mrs. Longbottom tightly grasped her big red handbag and squeezed the leather bag into wrinkles one by one. Her wrinkled face slightly lifted up and said proudly:

"But they didn't say anything, even though Dumbledore did send the two of them out to scout out where Voldemort might be hiding.

Frank and Alice are great. The Longbottom family will last until death! "

Zhang Xiao stepped forward and put down the flowers gently.

He had seen old photographs Neville had shown him.

Neville's mother in the photo had a round face full of life and joy, but it is no longer there;

In its place was a thin and haggard face.

Her eyes looked large and her graying hair was dry and brittle.

Neville stood beside Alice, talking to him in a happy and joyful tone, Alice couldn't understand what his son meant.

She kept looking at Neville with a puzzled look.

Frank's symptoms seemed to be more serious than his wife's. Even Neville's arrival didn't make him have any special reaction. He just sat on the bed blankly and looked out the window, opened his arms and lowered them, repeating over and over again.

"Mom, I forgot to introduce you, this is Zhang!" Neville spoke for a while, then suddenly remembered something.

Standing up and holding Zhang Xiao, Yuanyuan had a happy smile on her face:

"He's my best friend, mom, Zhang helped me a lot at school, and he's here to visit you, did you see that? I have friends too!"

Neville picked up the bouquet of flowers and carefully held them in front of her:
"Mom, he even brought you flowers, look~ how beautiful it is."

Alice seemed to like this bouquet of flowers very much. The fragrance of the flowers surprised her. She buried her face in the flowers and raised her head after a while, her face was covered with flowers and leaves.

Giving Neville a goofy smile.

"Mom, it can't be like this." Neville's eyes were a little red, he stretched out his hand to gently remove the leaves from her face, and wiped her face with his sleeve in a panic.

Zhang Xiao just felt blocked in his heart, he tried his best to hold back the emotions in his heart, any comfort was useless at this moment.

Alice looked at Neville, and seemed to suddenly remember something. She stretched out her hand and moved cautiously towards Neville, holding something in her hand.

There was flattery and timidity on that haggard face, as if worried that Neville would refuse.

"Again?" said Mrs Longbottom in a weary voice. "Very well, Alice, dear, very well. Neville, take it, whatever it is."

Neville had already stretched out his hand, and Alice placed a Blowing Bubblegum wrapping paper in his palm as if holding some peerless treasure.

"Very good, dear." Mrs. Longbottom pretended to be very happy, and patted Alice on the shoulder.

Neville firmly held the candy wrapper, and said softly, "Thank you, Mom. I like this gift."

His mother staggered back to the nursing bed and began to mutter to herself.

"Okay, we should go." Mrs. Longbottom's haggard lips trembled slightly, she turned her head and quickly wiped away her tears.

Sighing, he said, "Nice to meet you. Neville, throw that wrapper in the bin. You should have enough wrappers for you to plaster your bedroom."

Neville lowered his head, folded the candy wrapper neatly, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Zhang Xiao only felt his nose sore, and he turned his head hastily to hide his expression. The binoculars in the Qiankun bag buzzed, and when it was connected, Dad's voice came from the mirror:
"Xiaoxiao, where are you? Your mother and I didn't see you in the hall."

"Dad, can you come?" Zhang Xiao said in a heavy voice.

Hearing that his son's tone was wrong, Zhang Chengdao's voice became serious. He gestured to his wife, and the two walked over quickly.

"almost there."

(End of this chapter)