Chapter 788 Merlin's Forehead Lines
In the icy and snowy afternoon, St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries was quiet. During this cold Christmas holiday, the patients who were physically able to go home temporarily chose to go home for the holidays, so the hospital seemed deserted than before.
Still, the waiting room was festive, with bright crystal bubbles turning gold and red and twinkling like giant Christmas baubles. Every doorway is hung with holly, and every floor has a Christmas tree with a twinkling gold star on top, and besides all kinds of gifts, big and small, it is also covered with snow and icicles.
The arrival of the representatives of the umbrella company broke the tranquility of the hospital, and wherever they went, it became a place where laughter rang out. They came to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries tonight to distribute Christmas presents, and they brought the presents that hung on the Christmas tree.
The reporters of Harris TV carried long guns and short cannons, and faithfully recorded the scene of them distributing gifts. The members of the umbrella company scattered to visit, and even the therapists who were sticking to their posts were not missed.
As the host, Furong in a red dress is always busy. They need to capture some vivid, warm or interesting scenes for interviews at any time, and the news that Umbrella Company came to St. News program "Wizard Today".
In the Strange Bacterial Infection Department on the third floor, Allen, who was arranged like a Muggle star visiting a patient, came to a bald man in his twenties with pale skin and freckles who had lost all his hair due to a fungal infection In front of the witch, she sent a beautiful wine-red dummy prepared by her subordinates to the other party.
"Merlin's forehead lines! Are you really Alan Harris himself?!" The witch happily wanted to hug Alan, but then remembered that her disease was contagious, and shrank back in embarrassment.
But Allen took the initiative to hug the restless witch in front of everyone present, to comfort her, and finally satisfied the other party's wish to sign on top of her bald head.
The children who unfortunately suffered from dragon pox and lymphatic fungal infection all met the new real savior. Allen embraced these sick children one by one without any scruples. His sudden visit surprised these children. A little blond boy wearing a headscarf from the England Quidditch national team held Alan's hand with a look on the verge of tears.
His mother told Allen that he was a loyal fan of Allen. Hearing this, Allen immediately cast an illusion on himself, making his attire what he looked like in the Quidditch World Cup. The child with vanishing syndrome yelled in surprise and threw himself into Allen's arms. Allen gave him a golden snitch with his signature as a Christmas present.
Outside the circle of reporters, a burly, ruddy wizard wearing a black magic robe rolled up his upper lip, and said in a disdainful voice, "Just for show." His voice was almost inaudible amidst the laughter, as if Not willing to look at the hypocritical scene in front of him again, he quietly left and walked towards the stairs.
As the CEO of Umbrella, Hermione is mainly responsible for the Artifact Accident Section on the first floor and the Biological Injury Section on the second floor. Hours of hurtful little wizards played with the deliberately lovable Umbrella staff.
Hermione even checked the teeth of each child, and played with them with children's fake wands to experience the childhood life of children born as pure-blood wizards. Small toys that are low in potency and safe enough, as well as children’s dental guards from her parents’ house were given to them, and she taught them how to use them herself—on the whole, this group of children who had to be hospitalized during the holiday had a good time this afternoon. Very happy.
When it was time to eat, the large group of people came to the tea room and shop area on the sixth floor to have a casual meal. Katie Bell, who came to attend the night prayer, rushed over after hearing the news.
"Alan, tonight is a full moon. Would you like to go to Ms. Ravenclaw's shrine and witness the miracle with us?" Katie invited when she saw Alan, and the Harris family donated Ravenclaw Katie felt that Allen would be willing to go to the shrine.
"Thank you for the invitation, Katie, I am very willing." Allen immediately agreed, and this invitation was right in Allen's arms—if Katie hadn't happened to come over, it would just happen to be arranged by Allen's father Owen later The "believer" came over and invited Alan to participate.
At night, St. Mungo, who had been noisy all afternoon, regained his tranquility. In the new prayer room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, under the Ravenclaw shrine, except for Allen who came at the invitation of Katie, everyone prayed devoutly. Wizards and reporters waiting for miracles are all waiting quietly.
Although the wizards in the prayer room maintained enough respect on the surface, Allen's Legilimency still noticed that the vast majority, including 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 what they believed to be the most devout ritual, there was even a wizard who was a master of Occlumency, although his ruddy face made him look nothing like a sick one. Then Allen noticed a very motherly-looking therapist with a filigree wreath on her head, apparently praying for her patient.
"Who is that wizard?" Allen approached Katie next to him, and quietly pointed in the direction of the Occlumency Master, bowing his head and asking softly.
"He only came during the Christmas holidays. He asked me a lot of questions about Ravenclaw and the shrine. After that, he seldom communicated with people. He prayed very late in front of the shrine every day. He was more devout than ordinary people." Kai Dee opened her eyes and took a look and replied 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, after the ice and snow settled, everything became white, and the moonlight broke through the confinement of the dark clouds, and sprinkled its bright brilliance on the world. Through the window lattice of St. Mungo, the moonlight shone on the Ravenclaw shrine, making her carved face look extremely holy.
Devout prayers were still praying in their own forms. Katie Bell clenched her fists and knelt quietly on the ground, her lips were constantly moving, but she didn't make a sound. Others put the index and middle fingers of both hands in their mouths to pray for good luck.
Ravenclaw's shrine emitted a faint blue light under the moonlight, and the skeptical wizards present felt that their impatience, which was becoming more and more difficult to hide, seemed to suddenly become very calm.
And those wizards who are praying feel that their negative emotions, such as pain and remorse, seem to be gradually smoothed out under the shroud of this light, and one of the most devout wizards who almost casts his face so that others can't see his face clearly feels the most obvious. , the curse that had entangled him for many years seemed to disappear without a trace, replaced by the same indescribable trembling feeling as when Katie encountered it, this stimulating feeling burst from the depths of his soul, and quickly spread throughout his body, making him His body trembled involuntarily.
The wizards around him clearly sensed the energy fluctuations emanating from him that were different from pure magical power. Some reporters who were far enough away were the first to wake up, and hurriedly pointed their cameras at their lips and kept shaking, as if they were silently A wizard talking to himself.
For this wizard with his eyes closed, his right cheek, which had large and small pits, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the wizard stopped trembling and opened his eyes, he immediately stroked his face. Feeling the smooth skin on his own cheek, 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 cast by African wizards that had troubled him for many years really disappeared Disappeared, he jumped up and shouted ecstatically, "I got it right...I'm cured..."