Chapter 788 Merlin’s Forehead Pattern
( ) On a snowy afternoon, St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries was quiet. During this cold Christmas holiday, patients who were physically able to go home temporarily chose to go home for the holidays, so the hospital seemed deserted than before.
Despite this, there was still a festive atmosphere in the waiting room, with bright crystal bubbles turning gold and red, twinkling like giant Christmas balls. Holly is hung at every door, and a Christmas tree with a twinkling gold star on top is placed on every floor. In addition to various large and small gifts, it is also covered with white snow and ice.
The arrival of the Umbrella Company representatives broke the tranquility of the hospital, and wherever they went, it became a place filled with laughter and laughter. They came to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Magical Injuries tonight to distribute Christmas gifts, and they also brought the gifts hanging on the Christmas tree.
Reporters from Harris TV faithfully recorded the scenes of them distributing gifts. Members of the Umbrella Company spread out to visit, even the therapists who stayed at their posts were not missed.
Fleur, who is wearing a red dress, is busy as the host. They need to capture some vivid, warm or interesting shots and conduct interviews at any time. The news that the Umbrella Company went to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries to express condolences will appear tonight. on the news program "Wizards Today."
In the Department of Strange Bacteria and Infections on the third floor, Allen, who was arranged to visit patients like a star in the Muggle world, came to see a bald man in his twenties who had lost all his hair due to a fungal infection and had pale skin and freckles. In front of the witch, she handed the beautiful burgundy wig prepared by her men in advance to the other party.
"Merlin's forehead wrinkles! Are you really Alan Harris?!" The witch happily wanted to hug Alan, but then remembered that her disease was contagious, and quickly shrank back in embarrassment.
But Allen took the initiative to hug the anxious witch in front of everyone present, comforting her, and finally fulfilled her request to sign an autograph on her bald head.
The children who unfortunately suffered from dragon pox and lymphatic fungal infections all met the new savior in person. Allen hugged the sick children one by one without any scruples. His sudden visit gave these children a super surprise. A little blond boy wearing the turban of the England Quidditch national team held Allen's hand, looking as if he was about to cry.
His mother told Alan that he was a loyal fan of Alan. After hearing this, Alan immediately cast an illusion on himself, turning his clothes into the one he looked like at the Quidditch World Cup. The child suffering from disappearing syndrome screamed in surprise and threw himself into Allen's arms. Allen gave him a golden snitch signed by himself as a Christmas gift.
Outside the circle of reporters, a tall, ruddy wizard wearing a black magic robe curled up his upper lip and sarcastically said in a disdainful voice: "Just for show." His voice was almost inaudible amidst the laughter, and it seemed that he was Unwilling to look at the hypocritical scene in front of him, he quietly left and walked towards the stairs.
As the CEO of Umbrella, Hermione is mainly responsible for the Equipment Accident Department on the first floor and the Biological Injury Department on the second floor. These are just due to the unfortunate events such as cauldron explosions, wand misfires, broom collisions, stings, and punctures during the holidays* The injured little wizards played for hours with Umbrella employees who were deliberately selected to be more relatable.
Hermione herself even checked the teeth of each child, played with them with fake children's wands, and experienced the childhood life of pure-blood wizard children. Finally, she also used the ones developed by the twin brothers. She gave them small toys that were low in potency and safe enough, as well as children's dental appliances taken from her parents' house, and personally taught them how to use them. Overall, this afternoon was a great one for these children who had to be hospitalized during the holidays. Very happy.
When it was time for the meal, the large group of people went to the tea room and shop area on the sixth floor to have a light meal. Katie Bell, who had come to attend night prayers, heard the news and rushed over.
"Alan, tonight is the full moon. Would you like to go to Ms. Ravenclaw's shrine and witness the miracle with us?" Katie saw Alan and invited her. The Harris family donated a Ravenclaw gift. Katie felt that Allen would be willing to go to the shrine.
"Thank you for the invitation, Katie, I'm very willing." Allen immediately agreed. This invitation was exactly what Allen wanted - if Katie didn't happen to come over, it would happen that Allen's father Owen would arrange it later. The "believers" came over and invited Alan to participate.
At night, St. Mungo's, which had been noisy all afternoon, returned to tranquility. In the newly built prayer room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, under the Ravenclaw shrine, except for Alan who came at Katie's invitation, everyone prayed devoutly. The wizards and reporters waiting for a miracle were all waiting quietly.
Although the wizards in the prayer room maintained sufficient respect on the surface, Allen's Legilimency still noticed that most of them, including the Umbrella's own employees, were skeptical of the so-called Ravenclaw miracles.
Allen even accidentally discovered that among the group of wizards who were praying in what they considered to be the most pious rituals, there was even a wizard who was a master of Occlumency, although his rosy face made him not look like a sick person at all. Then Ellen noticed a therapist who looked very motherly with a filigreed wreath on her head, apparently praying for her patient.
"Who is that wizard?" Alan approached Katie next to him, quietly pointed in the direction of the Occlumency master, lowered his head and asked softly.
"He just came here during the Christmas vacation. He asked me a lot of questions about Ravenclaw and the shrine. After that, he seldom communicated with others. He prayed in front of the shrine until very late every day. He was more pious than ordinary people." Kai Ti opened her eyes and took a look and whispered back. She felt that if Ravenclaw could only choose three people, the wizard in front of her would probably be one of them.
Outside the window, everything turned white after the ice and snow settled. The moonlight broke through the dark clouds and shed its bright light on the world. Through the window lattice of St. Mungo's, the moonlight shines on Ravenclaw's shrine, making her carved face look extremely holy.
The devout prayers were still praying in their own ways. Katie Bell clenched her hands into fists and knelt quietly on the ground. Her lips kept moving but she made no sound. Some people cross their index and middle fingers in their mouths to pray for good luck.
Ravenclaw's shrine emits a faint blue light under the moonlight. UU Reading www.uukanshu.net The skeptical wizards present felt that their impatience, which was becoming increasingly difficult to hide, seemed to suddenly change. Very peaceful.
Those wizards who were praying felt that the pain, regret and other negative emotions in their bodies seemed to be gradually healed under the shroud of this light. One of the most pious wizards, who almost fell to the ground so that others could not see his face, felt the most obvious , the curse that had entangled him for many years seemed to have disappeared, replaced by the same indescribable trembling feeling as when Katie encountered it. This exciting feeling burst out from the depths of his soul and spread quickly throughout his body, making him His body trembled slightly involuntarily.
The wizards around him were obviously aware of 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 the lips that kept shaking, as if silently. A wizard talking to himself.
The wizard with his eyes closed tightly, the sloppy black skin on his right cheek, which originally had large pits and small pits, was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. When the wizard stopped shaking and opened his eyes, he immediately touched it Feeling the smooth skin under his hands on his cheeks, he quickly jumped up and looked at the window, using a wand to temporarily turn the transparent glass into a mirror - the voodoo curse cast by an African wizard that had troubled him for many years had really disappeared. Without a trace, he jumped up and cheered ecstatically: "I got the answer right...I am cured..."