Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

Since its establishment, the St. Mungo Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries has not been as busy as it is now. Patients are constantly being transported. Anxious family members are waiting at the front desk for staff to find information about their loved ones. The entire lobby is like a rural livestock market. Generally noisy and chaotic.

　　 Especially those glaring Death Eaters and Aurors, the wounded among them may have been injured by each other the previous minute.

　　 Fortunately, both sides are well aware of the importance of Saint Mungo, and Zhang, who is in the middle of communication, will do everything with his heart as long as he receives the benefits. Therefore, the personnel on both sides resisted the urge to do something at the request of their leaders.

　　 Michael Owen coming out of the fireplace looked at the messy scene in front of him, and didn't know what to do next.

　　 "Follow me, don't get lost." Professor Flitwick tugged at Michael's robe and motioned for him to follow him.

　　Only in such a place, it is very challenging to keep up with Professor Flitwick. At this time Michael gave birth to a football with his extraordinary sense of sight.

　　 I finally squeezed to the front desk, lined up for more than ten minutes, and spent another two minutes waiting for the staff to look up the admission records. The two finally learned about the ward where Mr. Owen lived.

　　 When Professor Flivy brought Michael to the door of the ward, they heard a burst of laughter from the ward.

　　 Michael heard his father's laugh, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

　　 Seeing his son walk into the ward, Mr. Owen waved his left hand and said, "Michael, this way."

　　 "Father, what's wrong with you?" Michael trot to the side of his father's bed and asked, looking at his bandaged right hand.

"It's nothing, just treat it as stung by a hornet. It will be fine in a few days." Mr. Owen comforted his son. "Before I drove them into flight, a guy raised his hand and gave me a shot, just in time. Hit my right hand, and then they sent me here."

　　 "The doctor here is really good. The fracture of the rib will heal after drinking the potion. You should learn more about how to make potion, so that we don't have to spend a lot of money to go to that **** hospital."

　　 After Mr. Owen joked to comfort his son, Professor Flivy on the side stepped forward and introduced himself to Mr. Owen: "Hello, Mr. Owen, I am Felius Flivy, the dean of Michael's college."

　　 "Hello, Professor Flitwick." Mr. Owen stretched out his left hand and shook hands with him, "Thank you for bringing Michael."

　　 Jimmy Rose, who was lying on the hospital bed next door, also saw Professor Flivy at this time and greeted happily: "Professor Flivy, I haven't seen him for many years."

　　Professor Flitwick has been teaching at Hogwarts for many years, and the younger wizards in the ward are his students, so everyone quickly got acquainted.

　　 Michael also learned from everyone’s chat what happened in front of his house this morning.

　　 At the last moment of the battle, Mr. Owen stomped on the accelerator and knocked the two Death Eaters into flight.

But at the moment before the collision, a Death Eater’s curse hit Mr. Owen’s right hand, and his entire right arm turned black and paralyzed, while another Death Eater’s curse broke the safety. Airbag.

　　 Mr. Owen, who didn't wear a seat belt, also slammed into the steering wheel for this reason and broke several ribs.

　　 The two Death Eaters who were knocked down were held back on the spot.

　　 The car was repaired on the spot with a spell, and Mr. Owen could only be sent to St Mungo for treatment.

　　 "Where's mother, didn't she come?" After chatting for a while, Michael found out that his mother was not in the ward.

　　 "Mr. Zhang sent her home to help me ask for leave from the company and get some things. They will be back later." Mr. Owen said.

　　 At this moment, Mrs. Owen returned to the ward with a travel bag.

After 　　 said hello, Mr. Owen asked a little strangely: "Where is Mr. Zhang, didn't he come back with you?"

　　 Mrs. Owen covered her mouth and smiled: "Mr. Zhang was pulled away by a big beauty in the corridor just now."

　　 At this time, Zhang was dragged through the corridor by an acquaintance he hadn't seen for a long time.

　　 "Where are you taking me? I will go back to school later." Zhang Xu said.

　　 When the news of Mr. Owen’s admission reached Hogwarts this morning, Michael was in class.

　　 Hogwarts is the biggest class in the world, and the basilisk students show that the class will never stop.

　　 So Professor McGonagall asked Zhang Xu, who had met the Irvings and had no class, to find out the situation first. Because the news from St. Mungo is not detailed, if it is the worst case, you can first come back and inform the family to be psychologically prepared.

　　 It's just that he just took Mrs. Owen home, and came back after finishing a few things, only to be pulled away by Wales in the corridor.

　　 "Take you to meet someone, then cooperate with me." Wales said to Zhang Xu.

　　 "Who?" Zhang Xu asked.

　　 "The enemy!" the opponent gritted his teeth.

　　 Out of comprehensive consideration of all aspects, Saint Mungo arranged the Auror and the Death Eaters on different floors, lest they would fight again if they could not control themselves.

　　 The Auror and the Death Eaters are also tacitly following the policy of not causing trouble, and it is better to make trouble on the other side's territory.

Zhang Xu, who also didn’t want to cause trouble, took out the black skull sign Voldemort gave him when he came to the floor where the Death Eaters were. The two of them gave way.

　　 After entering a single ward, Wales stared at the Death Eater on the bed with his intact eyes, and the Death Eater was stunned after seeing her.

　　 "Is that you, Jin Baili?" The Death Eater on the hospital bed suddenly sat up.

　　 "It's me, Hein Severo. I haven't seen you in many years." said the woman codenamed "Wales" and the real name of Kimberly Taylor.

　　 "I didn't expect you to remember me for so many years." Hein said happily.

　　 "Of course I remember you." Jin Baili gritted her teeth and said, "How could I forget the murderer who killed my grandma's family?"

　　 The excited expression on Haien's face immediately froze. In the past, he went to the village where he lived in childhood for revenge, and when he regained his senses, he found that there was no living person in the whole village. And he didn't realize at the time that the person he killed ~www.readwn.com~ had the family of the lover of his childhood dream.

　　 Zhang Xu, who was standing aside at this time, felt the tremor and pressure from the little hand holding him.

　　 "Who is he?" At this moment, Haien found Zhang Xu next to the lover in his childhood dream.

　　 The above two people speak German, and Zhang's German was only learned in a simple way when he was playing with the tour guide girl in Germany, so he could not understand the content of the other party except the name.

"Remember this face." Jin Baili ignored the other party's question, just pointed to the Death Eater on the bed and said to Zhang Xu in English, "If you see him outside in the future, please capture him alive and give it to me. I can agree to any of your conditions and do anything for you."

　　 seems to be to stimulate the other party, or it may be to give Zhang Xu a higher price. She emphasized the pronunciation of the word "any".

　　 Zhang Xu understood in seconds. He put his arm around the other's waist with a very cooperative backhand, staring at the mountain on her chest, and said in a few words of German that he could only speak: "No problem, baby."

　　Hain on the hospital bed suddenly became angry with his eyes. If he was not temporarily paralyzed below his legs, he would have hit someone with a magic wand.

　　 But Zhang Xu didn't even look at him. He embraced the beauties next to him and said intimately: "You go out and close the door first. Give me three minutes."

　　 Five minutes later, the two left the ward on this floor.

　　 "What did you do to him?" Welsh asked, who had recovered his peace.

　　 "Give something to eat, and made some tricks in his memory." Zhang Xu whispered, "When he is discharged from the hospital, he will fall into the trap."