"Hermione, it's lunchtime. I just went down and got some mashed potatoes and grilled sausages, and gave to—"

In fact, the food stored by St. Mungo is quite sufficient so far. But after all, the spell can't conjure real food, so it's bound to eat less and less. Coupled with the arrival of the International Confederation of Wizards' support team, the daily food consumption naturally increased a lot.

Therefore, in order to avoid the premature onset of food shortages, the hospital decided to implement planned rationing as soon as possible.

Ron took out one of the lunch boxes he had just picked up and handed it to Hermione, and said casually:

“…… From this meal onwards, the Federation's support team members rationed three-quarters of the meal, compared to half for refugees like us and medical staff in hospitals. ”

"Half of the medical staff?" When Ginny heard this, she couldn't help frowning and said, "They work so hard to treat patients, how can they ...... Who decided this? ”

But Ron just shrugged his shoulders and said:

"It's the dean's rule, and I've heard that he's only half of it."

"Oh, this-"

With Ginny's expression of disbelief, Ron continued:

"That's it...... In fact, except for the patients, everyone else has to pick up their own meals. But when I went, I found that they had already prepared our portions in advance—"

“…… Ron. ”

He had barely finished speaking when he heard Hermione, who had already opened the lunch box, call him.

When Ron heard this, he immediately turned his head to look.

"What's wrong?"

"That's half the amount?"

"It's unlikely, is it?" Fred leaned over to the side and looked at the large half box of mashed potatoes and two roasted sausages.

"No matter how you look at it, it looks like a full meal." George then added.

After the two said this, everyone present couldn't help but look at each other.

It's definitely because Maca, Harry, and Neville are all out there, no doubt...... No, it should be mainly because they have a very close relationship with Maca that they get such "preferential treatment".

"Ron, go back half," Ginny shook her head, "if Maka and they are here, give them a full meal...... It's okay to be even more, but we certainly don't deserve such special treatment. ”

"Ahh When Ron heard this, he nodded his head, "Okay, I'll go-"

As he spoke, he was about to put down his pocket and take out half of it, but at this moment, Hermione, who had been silent since just now, suddenly said:

"No, I think we have to accept this favor."

"Hermione?"

Ginny was visibly puzzled. However, she also knew that Hermione would never make any selfish decisions, so she planned to listen to the other party's explanation first.

Sure enough, Hermione quickly continued:

"I know you may be confused, but we do have to take them...... Because only in this way can the superintendent of St. Mungo, Mr. Bounse, be somewhat reassured. ”

"You mean......," Ron pondered, "to keep Maca on a leash?" ”

"Hmm...... I don't think I can say that entirely," Hermione said, "I've gotten to know Dean Bornser, and he's probably a respectable healer in general. However, he is now the dean of St. Mungo, and he is responsible for all the evacuees and staff here. ”

"Remember? Helmo had been to St. Mungo's more than once—Mr. Bornser must have seen Hellbo's terrifying prowess. So he must have understood that if Helpo came back next time and Maca was not there, the Federation's support team alone would not be able to resist it. ”

At this point, Hermione paused for a moment before continuing:

"I think Mr. Bornse would have preferred to give Maca a favor directly, but Maca obviously didn't need any favors. That's why he chose us. ”

Hearing this, Ginny finally bowed slightly.

"So......" she thought for a moment, "if we refuse, will he not be able to settle down?" ”

Bornser was originally a very good healer, and he was able to become the director of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital entirely because of his high popularity.

If it's okay on weekdays, although it is hard to manage the hospital every day, he is barely competent. But now, disaster after disaster has turned Saint Mungo into a temporary shelter, and his burden is increasing.

To be honest, he was already feeling a little exhausted from these catastrophes.

Therefore, Bornser is now careful in everything he does, not only often taking matters into his own hands and returning to his duties as a healer to personally examine and treat the wounded, but also making arrangements for St. Mungo's affairs as meticulously as possible.

Including this new rule for the distribution of food, he also studied it in advance in order to prepare for a rainy day.

Obviously, he was afraid that he would put everyone in St. Mungo in danger because of some of his own negligence - he really couldn't afford to bear such a great sin!

"Hmm...... So, I'm afraid, we have to accept this 'kindness', if only to reassure Dean Bornser. ”

Hermione nodded her head as well:

"Seriously, if it weren't for ...... If Luna hadn't taught me that sometimes it's important to be honest with others, I might not have thought of it today. ”

As she spoke, she picked up her fork and scooped some mashed potatoes into her mouth, and savored them—only to feel that the faint salty taste spread gently between her tongues, and somehow there was a hint of heaviness.

"But......" Hermione paused, then suddenly added, "I can't imagine that it would be easy to accept a gift in silence like this!" ”

Although she has thought about the truth very thoroughly, this is a special treatment equivalent to an injury after all.

When other evacuees, and even health care workers who are busy all day, can only eat half a meal, they can enjoy twice as much food by doing nothing...... This is undoubtedly also a burden.

"Let's eat!" Hermione looked at Luna on the bed, "When we're full, we'll go and help St. Mungo's therapists take care of the sick, just like last time...... I think that should give Mr. Bornse more peace of mind. ”

"Okay!"

"That's it!"

Fred and George spoke, and took the lunch box from Ron's pocket, and ate it quickly with his wife.

Unexpectedly, before everyone finished eating, a knock on the door rang out from the door of the ward.

"Here we are...... I'm going to open the door. ”

Ron motioned for everyone to continue, while he ran to open the door with his lunch box in his hand, and found that it was actually Dean Bornser, whom they had just mentioned, standing outside the door.

Oh, and when you think about it, maybe it's not a big surprise that he would choose to come here to see it.

"Dean? Please, please come in—"

"Are you all eating? Sorry, I may have been a little disturbed by this time! ”

Bornser, with slightly grayish temples, was wearing the same green uniform robe as the other healers, with permanent stains from special potions on the hem and sleeves. But aside from the spots that couldn't be cleaned up, his robe still looked clean.

When he walked in from the outside, he had a kind smile on his face, and he looked very good. It's just that the tiredness hidden in his eyes is so thick that he can't hide it for a long time.

Needless to say, he must have taken a potion for refreshment, and probably hadn't slept at all in the past two days.

"No, how can it bother!" Seeing that he was so polite as soon as he opened his mouth, Percy, who was standing by the window to eat, immediately spoke, "Mr. Bounse, if there is anything, just say it...... In fact, we're planning to go outside and help out when we're full! ”

"Oh, how can this work...... No, don't bother you! Bornse waved his hand again and again, "There are actually enough people in the hospital, after all, the injuries who have come to take refuge so far are mainly external injuries, and the treatment is not complicated." In the past two days, everyone has stepped up their work, and most of the injured have recovered! ”

As he spoke, he pretended to be casual and looked at the lunch boxes in everyone's hands one after another, and when he saw that everyone was eating the full lunch, the smile on his face obviously became more than at the beginning.

"By the way, I've heard that someone was injured outside before, and Mr. McLean personally brought someone up...... It's Miss Lovegood, isn't it? "Of course, with Mr. McLean, the patient's treatment must be fine, so I'm just here to visit her!" ”

Bornser's sentence was actually more of an excuse, because he mainly came to see if Hermione and the others had accepted the "favor" he had personally arranged.

But when he said this, everyone's mood suddenly became a little low - especially Hermione, who knew more about her mood than the other friends who only knew that Luna was seriously injured and did not wake up.

And just when everyone couldn't help but stop their movements one by one, Bornser, who looked at the hospital bed, gradually turned from relaxed to confused, and then from confused to stunned.

Soon, I saw that he had his mouth half-open, hesitated for a moment before frowning slightly:

"Miss Lovegood, this is—"

Bornser was really shocked, because he gradually realized that although Luna in the hospital bed seemed unharmed, it was obvious that she had stopped breathing.

But even so, she was still lying on the hospital bed, and no one touched her.

Is it dead? Still not dead...... For a moment, Bornser, a senior therapist, was a little unsure, after all, he knew Maca's superb level of treatment.

"Don't worry," Hermione said softly, "Luna just can't wake up for the time being...... This is what Maca said. ”