Chapter 978: Cool and warm in San Mungo

"Mr. McLean, then I'll go back."
As the closed door was opened from inside, the skinny Mrs. Pierce walked out of it. When she arrived in the corridor, she also gave a gentle smile to Harry and Ron waiting outside.
Immediately afterwards, Maca followed her and paced out.
"Well, because there are other patients, I won't send you there," he nodded naturally, and then added, "Ah, yes! I think little Cathy needs to know the truth. If it's difficult for you to say something, ma'am, let me come— "
"No, thank you ... no need."
There was always a bitter and embarrassed Mrs. Pierce on her face, but she decisively rejected Maca's suggestion. It can be heard from Maca's two consecutive "still", this is probably not the first time they talked about this topic.
After declining Wana's offer, she fell silent for a while. It wasn't until a moment passed that she said again:
"Let me talk to Cathy! After all, I'm the kid's mother ..."
Watching Mrs. Pierce's almost doomed face looming the brilliance of motherly love, Maca no longer insisted, but smiled and said she understood.
Watching the other party said goodbye again and then left, the two who were standing beside them just now couldn't help it.
"Maca, is there really no alternative?" Harry asked, unbearably.
In front of him, Maca didn't turn her head, but looked at the back of the returning ward and shook her head.
"There is no way ... What I can do is only to suppress the burning pain from the soul." He said lightly, "The damage to the soul is so serious that it cannot be repaired with my current ability. "
"Well ..." Ron followed indignantly. "It's all that hateful Haierbo!"
It was only then that Maca glanced at them.
"Okay, just scolding can't cause any loss to him-" he said as he walked forward with his legs raised, his mouth continued, "Come on! There are several wards to check, don't Standing here thinking more. "
Harry saw that Maca had already taken a few steps, and had to hold down the heavy part of her heart first, and hurried to follow.
About an hour later, Maca came out of the last ward on the fifth floor in the farewell of several patients, and motioned to Harry and Ron to finish the rest.
When the two pushed the cart down the stairs, he pushed back the door of a ward and walked in.
This is the "Jenus Sage Ward", and its doors are usually locked because there are some "special" patients living inside.
Generally, this ward only accepts patients who live long-term, and therapist Ms. Straw is here to look after them like a mother.
However, due to recent special conditions, two injured patients have also been transferred here.
"Kingsley, how are you feeling today?"
As the current director of the Ministry of Magic's Auror office, he changed here after Saint Mungo's reopening. Of course, in addition to his special status, in fact, he was just sent along.
After chatting casually with Kingsley, who was gradually recovering, Maca bypassed his bed, came to some of the inner beds, and nodded at the family members of the patients who were accompanying him.
"Neville, I suddenly wanted to give you a little advice."
Obviously, the patient lying in this bed is the one who most needs to be transferred to this ward, that is, Neville's grandmother, Mrs. Longbottom.
It has been more than ten years since Neville's parents were placed here.
In order to prevent Neville from having to go back and forth when he didn't want to visit them, Maca proposed that St. Mungo help the old lady change the ward and took Kingsley with him.
After all, if Neville was alone here to accompany three relatives who could not talk to each other, over time, it would really make people worry that he would not be able to survive.
"what?"
Seeing Maca suddenly talking about "little suggestions", Neville felt a little confused.
However, Maca did not explain more, but pointed the direction of the door directly, and then said:
"I saw Hannah when I came in. Wouldn't you like to invite her in?"
"Hannah?"
Only in this case would the awakened courage Neville unconsciously reveal the cowardice of the past. He was flushed when he saw that he was stunned, but he still explained slowly and walked to the other side.
"Maca, maybe ... maybe you misunderstood something, I haven't ..."
To be honest, such a statement that even the justification contains the truth, it is better to admit that he came more happily.
Maca shrugged at Kingsley, then took advantage of Neville's departure and leaned over to make a detailed inspection of Mrs. Longbottom.
It didn't take much time just to check. When Neville led Hannah in from the outside, he had already retracted the hand over the old lady's body.
"Hannah, what did you see when I hid? Did you really think I didn't see it?"
He looked at Hannah, who was just as cramped as Neville, and laughed at the situation, and then told Neville again:
"Your grandma's condition has completely stabilized, and the possibility of waking up has increased a lot ... Of course, I have told you about the problems after waking up, and you must be mentally prepared."
"Well, no matter what grandma becomes, she is the grandma who raised me."
Neville said, looking subconsciously at the two beds inside. There, the Longbottoms were sitting on the bed, their eyes were blank and dull.
"Even if she becomes the same as mom and dad, I will take care of her for life."
Hannah, who was standing behind Neville, suddenly stretched out his hand and held the corner of her dress, making Neville's whole body tense suddenly.
"Looks like Hannah will help you together."
Maca murmured again, then bowed her head, leaned over to the old lady who was still asleep on the bed and said:
"Wake up early, your neville has found his wife!"
"What about yourself?"
Cold, Maca heard Kingsley's teaser from the bed next door. His words not only relieved Neville's embarrassment, they even caused Hannah to chuckle.
Marka heard that she turned back and gave him a glaring glance, and scolded the guy which pot was not open.
"Compared to me, I'm afraid that only you need a girlfriend here most? Let me count, how old are you this year?"
As soon as he said this, even Neville couldn't help laughing, Hannah naturally laughed even more.
In the meantime, even Maca didn't notice it, and Mrs. Longbottom's little finger suddenly twitched slightly.
...
When people are busy, the passage of time is often more easily overlooked. Unconsciously, lunch time is almost here.
At a time when there are many such patients, San Mungo's staff dine in batches some time in advance.
At this moment, today's first diners have gathered in the cafeteria on the east side of the second floor, and it quickly became lively.
Right now Hermione was sitting in a corner, poking at the food in the dinner plate with a fork absently, her gaze flickering back and forth on the ceiling without knowing what she was watching.
After a while, a familiar figure came in from the doorway, and after taking lunch at the window, he looked around for a while, and then walked straight over to Hermione.
It wasn't until the figure was close that Hermione noticed slowly before she retracted her gaze still in the air and looked at the direction of the passers-by.
She was not surprised because she was waiting here.
"Good afternoon, Luna."
"Oh ... good afternoon, Hermione!"
Compared to her slightly depressed spirit, Luna's response was obviously to be more spiritual, still retaining the lightness and leaps of the past.
After saying hello to Hermione, Luna set down the plate and sat down happily, and looked curiously in front of Hermione.
"Hermione, what's that? It looks a little like ... the crushed Frober caterpillar?"
"This is a dragon fruit!"
As Hermione said, she glanced down at EbookFREE.me ~ and found out that she seemed to have poked them into a pile of white mud with countless black dots.
"Forget it, don't talk about this first." She pushed the plate to one side, and then said directly, "Luna, you are also the one who Maca asked you to wait for him, do you? What do we say? "
Seeing Luna listening to her, her mouth was already stuffed, and Hermione said again, "Is it really because of the night before?"
"Probably!" Luna muttered, muttering.
Maybe I realized that it didn't seem to make much sense to tell her these. No matter what I think now, I have to wait for Maca to come to know, so Hermione simply didn't say anything.
She pursed her lips, dragged the plate back to her face, and took a spoon to poke the spoonful of dragon fruit she had smashed into her mouth.
However, after waiting for her and Luna to finish lunch, Maca still didn't show up.
"Where is he going?" Hermione muttered secretly, "Won't you go to work silently again?"
At this moment, the opposite Lu Na pointed at her behind her and said loudly:
"Hermione, look! Maca is coming out of the kitchen-is he going to abandon the therapist's practice and become a chef?"
Hermione turned back suddenly, only to discover that Maca was walking towards their table with a large tray.
"Two ladies, have you run out of lunch?" Maka laughed. "Why not have some more dessert!"
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