Vol 2 Chapter 788: Merlin's forehead lines

In the icy and snowy afternoon, the St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries was quiet. During this cold Christmas holiday, patients who could support their bodies to go home temporarily chose to go home for the holidays, so the hospital looked deserted than before.
Nevertheless, there is still a festive atmosphere in the waiting room, and the bright crystal bubbles turn into gold and red, like huge Christmas gleaming. Holly is hung at each door, and a Christmas tree with a twinkling gold star is placed on each floor. In addition to various gifts, large and small, it is also covered with snow and ice.
The arrival of the representatives of the umbrella company broke the tranquility of the hospital, and wherever they went, they became a place where laughter and laughter sounded. They came to St. Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Injury and Injury tonight to distribute Christmas gifts, and they also brought the gifts hanging on the Christmas tree.
The Harris TV reporters, carrying long guns and short cannons, faithfully recorded the scenes of their distribution of gifts. Members of the umbrella company scattered to visit, and even the therapists who stood by their posts did not miss.
As the host, Furong in the red dress is always busy. They need to capture some lively warm or interesting scenes and interview at any time. The umbrella company will visit the St. Mungo Magical Injury Hospital to condolences this news will appear tonight On the news show "Witcher Today".
In the Strange Disease Infection Department on the third floor, Ellen, who was arranged to visit patients like a star in the Muggle world, came to a bald head in his twenties who was infected with a fungus and his hair disappeared without a trace, and his skin was pale and freckled. In front of the witch, he sent a beautiful burgundy fake prepared by his subordinates to the opposite party.
"Merlin's head-up pattern! Are you really Alan Harrison?!" The witch happily wanted to hug Alan, but then she remembered that her disease was contagious, and she shrank back in embarrassment.
But Allen took the initiative to hug the restless witch in front of everyone present, comforted her, and finally satisfied the other party's desire to sign on top of her bald head.
Unfortunately, the children suffering from dragon pox and lymphomycitis infections have all met the new savior, the real man. Allen hugged these sick children one by one without hesitation. His sudden visit made these children super surprise. A little blond boy with the headscarf of the England Quidditch national team held Allen's hand, and his expression was almost crying.
His mother told Alan that he was a loyal fan of Alan, and Alan immediately stunned himself when he heard the words, making his outfit look like he was in the Quidditch World Cup. The child with disappearance screamed in surprise and threw himself into Allen's arms. Allen gave him a golden snitch with his own signature as a Christmas gift.
Outside the reporter's circle, a sturdy wizard with a ruddy face and a black magic robe curled up his upper lip, and said with a disdainful voice, "show." His voice was barely audible in the laughter and laughter. Unwilling to look at the hypocritical scene before him, he quietly left and walked towards the stairs.
As the CEO of Umbrella, Hermione is mainly responsible for the first-floor utensil accident department and the second-floor bio-injury department. These are just because of the accidental crucible explosion, wand misfire, broom collision, stings, and stings during the holidays The injured little wizards and the more friendly umbrella employees who were deliberately selected to play for several hours.
Hermione herself even after checking the teeth of every child, she personally played with them with fake children’s wands and experienced the childhood life of children from a pure-blood wizard, and finally developed those twin brothers. Little toys that were low in potency and safe enough, as well as the children’s tooth guards she took from her parents’ home, were given to them, and she taught them how to use them. On the whole, this afternoon, the children who had to be hospitalized during the holidays lived by Very happy.
When it was time for the meal, this large group of people came to the tea room and shop area on the sixth floor to make do with a potluck, and Katie Bell, who had come to participate in the night prayer, rushed over.
"Ellen, tonight is the full moon. Would you like to go to the shrine of Ms. Ravenclaw and witness the miracle with us?" Katie saw Ellen and asked, and the Harris family donated Ravenclaw. Katie thinks Alan will definitely be willing to go to the shrine.
"Thank you for the invitation, Katie, I'm very willing." Allen immediately agreed, and the invitation was in Allen's arms-if Katie did not happen to come, it will happen to be arranged by Alan's father Owen later. The "believers" came over and invited Allen to participate.
At night, the hustle and bustle of St Mungo recovered all afternoon. In the newly-built prayer room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, under the Ravenclaw Shrine, except for Ellen, who was invited by Katie, prayed devoutly. The wizards and the reporters waiting for the miracle are all waiting quietly.
Although the wizards in the prayer room seem to maintain sufficient respect, Alan's panic still noticed that most of them, including the Umbrella's own employees, were skeptical of the so-called Ravenclaw miracle.
Allen even accidentally discovered that among the group of wizards who were praying in their most pious rituals, there was even a wizard who was a master of Occlumency, even though his ruddy face made him look like a sick person at all. Then Allen noticed that a therapist who wore a gold and silver wreath on her head looked very motherly. She was obviously praying for her patient.
"Who is that wizard?" Allen leaned close to Katie, and quietly pointed in the direction of the Occupational Master, lowered his head and asked softly.
"He only came during the Christmas holidays. He asked me a lot about Ravenclaw and the shrine. After that, he rarely communicated with others. He prayed in front of the shrine until late every day, and he was more religious than most people." Di opened her eyes and glanced back in a low voice. She felt that if Ravenclaw could only choose three people, the wizard in front of her might be one of them.
Outside the window, everything after the ice and snow settled became white and vast, and the moonlight broke through the imprisonment of the dark clouds, and sprinkled its bright brilliance on the world. Through the windows of St. Mungo, moonlight shone on the shrine of Ravenclaw, making her intricately carved face look extremely holy~EbookFREE.me~ Devout prayers are still praying in their own forms , Katie Bell clenched fists with both hands, knelt quietly on the ground, her lips moved constantly, but there was no sound. Some people cross their index and middle fingers in their mouths, praying for good luck.
The shrine of Ravenclaw emits a faint blue light under the moonlight, and the skeptical wizards present felt that their impatient emotions that they could not hide seem to suddenly become very calm.
And those wizards who are praying feel that those negative emotions, such as pain, regret, etc., are gradually healed under the shroud of this light. One of the wizards who is the most pious and almost makes others unable to see his face feels the most obvious. , The curse that had haunted him for many years seemed to disappear without a trace. Instead, it was replaced by the indescribable tremor that was the same as when Katie encountered it. This stimulating feeling burst from the depths of his soul and spread quickly throughout his body, making him 'S body trembled slightly involuntarily.
The surrounding wizards were obviously aware of the energy fluctuations that were different from pure magical power. Some reporters who were far enough away were the first to wake up and hurriedly pointed their hands at the camera and kept shaking their lips, as if silent. Wizard talking to himself.
This wizard with closed eyes, his right cheek, which originally had a big pit and small pit, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the wizard stopped shaking and opened his eyes, he immediately stroked it. Feeling the smooth skin under his hands on his cheeks, he quickly jumped up and looked at the window, using a magic wand to temporarily turn the transparent glass into a mirror-the voodoo curse that had plagued him for many years by the African wizard really disappeared No trace, he jumped up and cheered ecstatically: "I got the answer right...I'm healed..."