On a snowy afternoon, St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries was quiet, and on this cold Christmas holiday, patients who were physically able to support themselves to go home temporarily chose to go home for the holidays, so the hospital looked deserted than usual.

Still, there was a festive atmosphere in the waiting room, with bright crystal bubbles turning golden and red like giant Christmas balls. Holly hangs from every doorway, and a Christmas tree with a twinkling gold star on top of it is placed on each floor, covered with snow and ice in addition to various gifts, large and small.

The arrival of the representatives of the umbrella company broke the silence of the hospital, and everywhere they went became a place of laughter and laughter. They came to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries tonight to hand out Christmas presents, and they also brought the gifts hanging from the Christmas tree.

Harris TV reporters faithfully recorded the distribution of gifts with long guns and short cannons, and the members of the Umbrella Company scattered to visit, not even the therapists who stayed at their posts.

Fleur, dressed in a red dress, is busy as the host, they need to capture some vivid and warm or interesting shots, and the news of the Umbrella Company's visit to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries will appear on tonight's news program "Wizard of the Day".

In the Strange Germ Infection Department on the third floor, Allen, who was arranged to visit patients like a star in the Muggle world, came to a bald witch in her twenties who had lost all her hair and had pale skin and freckles due to a fungal infection, and sent a beautiful burgundy fake prepared by her subordinates in advance.

"Merlin's forehead tattoos!Are you really Alan Harris himself?!" The witch happily wanted to hug Allen, but then remembered that her disease was contagious, and quickly shrank back in embarrassment.

But Alan took the initiative to hug the nervous witch again in front of everyone present, comforted her, and finally granted the other party's request for an autograph on top of her bald head.

The children who were unfortunate enough to suffer from dragon pox and lymphatic mycitis were all met with the new savior, and Alan embraced the sick children one by one, and his sudden visit surprised these children, a blonde boy wearing a bandana from the England Quidditch national team on his head held Alan's hand, and his expression was almost crying.

His mother tells Alan that he is a big fan of Allen, and Allen immediately casts an illusion on himself, causing his outfit to look like he did at the Quidditch World Cup. The child screams in surprise and pounces into Alan's arms, who gives him a golden snitch with his signature as a Christmas present.

Outside the circle of reporters, a stout, ruddy-faced wizard in a black magic robe curled up with his upper lips curled up and sarcastically said in a disdainful voice: "Show." His voice was barely audible in the laughter, and as if he didn't want to look at the hypocrisy before him, he quietly left and walked towards the staircase.

As the CEO of the Umbrella, Hermione was mainly in charge of the Artifact Accident Section on the first floor and the Biological Injury Section on the second floor, which were only due to the fact that the little wizards who had suffered physical injuries such as crucible explosions, wand misfire, broom collisions, stings, and stabbing during the holidays played for hours with the specially selected Umbrella employees who were more friendly.

Hermione herself even went so far as to experience the childhood life of pure-blooded wizard-born children with a fake wand with each of the children's wands after checking the teeth of each of the children, and finally gave them the little toys developed by the twin brothers that were not strong enough to be safe, as well as the children's dental kits she took from her parents' house, and taught them how to use them herself—overall, the group of children who had to be hospitalized during the holidays had a very happy afternoon.

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 make do with a light meal, and Katie Bell, who had come to the evening prayer, rushed over when he heard the news.

"Alan, tonight is a full moon, do you want to go to the shrine of Lady Ravenclaw and witness the miracle with us?" Katie saw Eren and invited her, and the Harris family donated the shrine of Ravenclaw, and Katie felt that Eren would definitely be willing to go.

"Thank you for having me, Katie, I'd love to. Alan immediately agreed, and this invitation hit Allen's heart - if Katie didn't happen to come over, it would happen that there would be a "believer" arranged by Allen's father Owen to come and invite Allen to participate.

In the evening, St. Mungo's quiet was restored after an afternoon of hustle and bustle, and in the new prayer room at the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, under the Ravenclaw shrine, except for Allen, who had been invited by Katie, prayerful wizards and reporters waiting for miracles were quietly waiting.

Despite the apparent reverence of the wizards in the prayer room, Allen's Templar noticed that the vast majority, including the Umbrella's own staff, was skeptical of the alleged Ravenclaw miracle.

Alan was even surprised to discover that among the wizards who were praying in what they thought was the most devout ritual, there was even a male wizard who was a master of Occlumency, even though his ruddy complexion made him look completely less like a sick person. Then Alan noticed a therapist with a filigree garland on her head that looked very motherly, apparently praying for her patient.

"Who's that wizard?" Alan asked softly, leaning closer to Katie next to her, quietly pointing in the direction of the Occlumency master.

"He came during the Christmas holidays, and he asked me a lot about Ravenclaw and the shrine, and after that he rarely interacted with people, praying late every day in front of the shrine, and was more religious than the average person. Katie opened her eyes and whispered back, thinking that if Ravenclaw could only choose three people, the wizard in front of her might be one of them.

Outside the window, everything became white after the ice and snow settled, and the moonlight broke through the confinement of the dark clouds and sprinkled its own pure light on the world. Through St. Mungo's lattice, the moonlight shone on the Ravenclaw shrine, making her intricately carved face look extremely holy.

The devout prayer seekers were still praying in their own forms, and Katie Bell knelt quietly on the ground with her hands clenched into fists, her lips constantly moving, but she did not make a sound. Others put their index and middle fingers crossed in their mouths and prayed for good luck.

The Ravenclaw shrine glowed a faint blue glow in the moonlight, and the skeptical wizards present felt their impatience that was becoming more and more difficult to hide, as if it suddenly became calm.

And those who were praying for the wizards felt that the negative emotions such as pain and remorse in their bodies seemed to be gradually smoothed out under the shroud of this light, and one of the most pious wizards who almost made others unable to see their faces was the most obvious, and the curse that had haunted him for many years seemed to disappear, replaced by the same indescribable tremor as when Katie was encountered, this stimulating feeling burst out from the depths of his soul, and quickly spread throughout his body, making his body tremble gently and involuntarily.

The wizards around him were all clearly aware of the energy fluctuations that were different from the pure magical power emanating from him, and some reporters who were far enough away were the first to wake up, and hurriedly pointed the camera in their hands at their lips and kept shaking, like a wizard who was silently talking to himself.

When the wizard stopped trembling and opened his eyes, he immediately stroked his cheek and felt the smooth skin under his hands, he quickly jumped up and looked at the window, and used his wand to temporarily turn the transparent glass into a mirror - the voodoo curse that had plagued him for many years by the African wizard had really disappeared, he jumped up and cheered ecstatically: "I got right... I'm healed..."