Chapter 409: Sirius's Love (Asking for Subscriptions, Asking for Collections, Asking for Tickets)
Walking into Mr. Weasley's hospital room, Ryan saw him leaning on his bed and flipping through one of the 100,000 Whys he had given him earlier. At the time, Ryan felt that this set of books on the popularization of the Muggle world was definitely the most suitable for Mr. Weasley, and now it seems that this is indeed the case, he is so engrossed in reading the books that he didn't even notice Ryan and them coming in.
"Arthur, how is the situation. Sirius asked.
"Very good, and the Smesuik therapist said that the antidote I used this morning worked very well, and they checked at noon just now that the snake venom in my body was gone, and I would be discharged in the afternoon. Mr. Weasley said, putting down his book. "Ryan, Hermione, it's really bothering you two to come and see me over the Christmas holidays. β
"It's okay, you and your child have helped us a lot before, and we should come and see. After saying that, Ryan took out the newly made bracelet and handed it over: "This is my new product, the defense power has been several times higher than before, with this, you don't have to die like last time." You guys on duty can take turns with this first, and I'll be doing a few of them later. β
"Thank you. "I heard that this was for the rotation of the watchman, so Mr. Weasley reached out and took the bracelet. "Thanks to you this time, I was able to escape from the snake's mouthβ"
Before he could finish speaking, a man walked in outside. Mr. Weasley immediately shut his mouth, after all, these things about the Order of the Phoenix were not suitable for outsiders to know.
"I'm sorry for the guys, but please let me do it, and after I examine the wounds, you can be discharged. A middle-aged male therapist walked over from outside, and it was Mr. Weasley's therapist Smeszek who could be seen from the badge.
Mr. Weasley's examination would take some time, and to avoid the boredom of waiting, Sirius led Ryan and them upstairs. Sirius said that there was a tea room on the top floor, and it was exactly three o'clock in the afternoon, which was also the time for afternoon tea.
"There's a tearoom here?" Ryan followed Sirius through the hallway door after door, and a patient's moan could be heard from inside, "This is obviously a hospital room!"
"I think I'm mistaken. Sirius saw the sign around the corner and said, "This is the fifth floor, let's climb one floor less." St. Mungo's has six floors. β
Hermione and Ryan glanced at each other helplessly, and were about to look for the stairs when suddenly a door opened at the other end of the hallway, and a middle-aged man rushed out with something muttering something out of his mouth. Ryan stepped straight in front of Hermione, and then a grappling technique pinned him against the wall.
"What's going on?" Sirius was also a little confused, but soon a middle-aged mother-like healer with a filigree wreath on his head hurried in, with an anxious look on his face.
"Oh, Mr. Baldur, why did you rush out all of a sudden?" she said, looking at Sirius, "You're Sirius, thank you so much for catching him, otherwise it would be troublesome to run somewhere else." β
"Ah, ah, that's what I'm supposed to do. Sirius suddenly became gentle. After that, he grabbed the patient with Ryan and followed the therapist forward.
"Can you please go this way? He's in a closed ward, he must have slipped out while I was taking my medicine, and the door was usually locked? She said in a low voice. "Of course, thank you for being able to help me, it's not easy for him to pull back in the hallway when magic is not allowed. β
The therapist walked up to the door of the ward, opened it with a lock-picking charm, and pressed the patient to a chair. "This is our long-term ward, and the patients are all permanently cursed. Of course, with intensive treatment and a little luck, the condition can get better, for example, Mr. Bode has improved a lot lately, and his ability to speak has recovered well, even though we don't understand what he says. But he was the most likely to be cured in the room. β
Soon, Sirius was chatting with the therapist and didn't mention going upstairs for tea. Bored, Hermione and Ryan could only look around the room. It is apparently the home of the sick for a long time. There were far more personal items around the bed than on Mr. Weasley's. Ryan focused his attention on a pot of ugly plants with long tentacles on the patient's bedside table.
"What is this? Do wizards like such ugly plants as decoration?" Ryan poked her finger lightly in the arm of Hermione, who was in a daze next to her, and pointed out the pot of plants to her.
"Crab claw orchid, but crab claw orchid should be greener than this. Hermione, bored, leaned closer to the pot and looked at it. "It may also be the Devil's Net, the book says that the Devil's Net sometimes disguises itself as other plants, but this is easy to verify. β
As she spoke, Hermione took out a bright flashlight from the space pouch and shone it at the potted plant, and the tentacles on the plant soon began to retract in an attempt to avoid the light.
"It's OK to be sure, this is a juvenile devil's net, and it won't haunt people for the time being, but it still hates light. After saying that, Hermione shouted to Sirius, who was chatting enthusiastically with the healer, "Sirius, do wizards like to put devil's nets on their bedside as decoration?"
Sirius turned around and said, "Who are you listening to? Put the devil's net at the head of the bed, isn't he afraid that one day the devil's net will hang him in his sleep?" β
"But, there's a devil's net here!" said Hermione, pointing to Sirius the devil's net at the head of the bed.
"Isn't this a crab claw orchid?" asked the female therapist. "I saw someone send it as a Christmas present, so I put it on his bedside table. β
"We just tried it with strong light, so the crab claw orchid won't avoid the light. Ryan replied.
Sirius immediately stood up solemnly, and then used his wand to conjure a pot of plants close to the head of the bed. Sure enough, the tentacles of the potted plant on the bedside table avoided the flames when they saw it.
"Ms. Straw, I think you need to inform the rest of the hospital now that the Devil's Web shouldn't be on a patient's bedside table anyway. Sirius, with a serious face, said to the female therapist with wide-eyed eyes and a slightly open mouth.
Soon a group of therapists arrived in the ward, and it wasn't up to Ryan and the others to get involved. Sirius, however, volunteered to remain as witnesses, and Ryan and Hermione had to go downstairs alone to find Mr. Weasley.
Mr. Weasley, who had been discharged from the hospital after the examination, asked with some curiosity as he watched Ryan and Hermione return. "Didn't you go upstairs for tea? Why is Sirius gone?"
"He's a little bit of his own business. Ryan explained what had just happened as he helped Mr. Weasley pack his things. "So Sirius stayed upstairs for the sake of his love, and he told us to go back first. β
"That's a good thing. Mr. Weasley said. "Sirius is getting older, and I think he should be quiet and find someone to marry now. β
"It's cured!' As soon as he returned to 12 Grimmauld Place, Mr. V Weasley loudly announced the news to everyone, and Sirius seemed to be in love, and the news spread throughout the building.
"Oh, the young master is finally in love. I must bring the little young master into a real Black in the future. Kleeche was the one who reacted the most strongly to the news, and it seems that he was still dissatisfied with Sirius even after reconciling with Sirius, so he now put his hope on the next generation of the Black family.
It was only after it was completely dark that Sirius came back from outside. As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by Mrs. Weasley asking about today's events.
"Well, you're right, I'm in love. Because I feel that the therapist Merium is really a good woman, and the two of us are a good fit. Sirius said generously.