"Mr. McLean, I'll go back then."

As the closed door was opened, an emaciated Mrs. Pierce stepped out of it. As she reached the hallway, she squeezed a gentle smile into Harry and Ron, who were waiting outside.

Immediately after, Maca paced after her.

"Well, I won't send you there because there are other patients," he nodded naturally, before adding, "Ah, yes! I think little Cathy still needs to know the truth. If it's hard for you to speak, ma'am, then let me come—"

"No, thank you...... No need. ”

Mrs. Pierce, who always had a hint of bitterness and embarrassment on her face, decisively rejected Maca's suggestion. From what Maca said about two consecutive "stills", I am afraid that this is not the first time they have talked about this topic.

After politely declining Maca's offer, she fell silent for a while. It wasn't until a moment had passed that she spoke again:

"Let me go talk to Cathy! After all, I'm the child's mother......"

Seeing the glow of maternal love faintly appear on Mrs. Pearce's almost bone-shaped face, Maca no longer insisted, but smiled to indicate that she had understood.

Seeing the other party say goodbye again and leave, the two people who had been standing next to him since just now finally couldn't help it.

"Maca, is there really no way?" Harry asked inpatiently.

In front of him, Maca didn't turn her head, but shook her head at the back of the back of the returning ward.

"I can't help it...... All I could do was suppress the burning pain that came from my soul. He said lightly, "The damage to my soul is too serious to repair with my current ability. ”

"Alas......" Ron said angrily, "it's all the hateful Helbo!" ”

It wasn't until then that Maca glanced at them.

"Alright, scolding alone won't cause him any damage—" he said, raising his leg and walking forward, "come along!" There are still several wards to check, so don't stand here and think too much. ”

Harry and the others saw that Maca had already taken several steps, so they had to suppress the heaviness in their hearts first, and hurriedly followed.

After about an hour, Maca came out of the last room on the fifth floor amid the goodbyes of several patients, and motioned for Harry and Ron to finish the rest.

When the two of them pushed the cart downstairs, he pushed open the door of a hospital room again.

This is the "Janus Sić Ward", and its doors are usually locked, as it is inhabited by some of the more "special" patients.

In general, this ward only accepts long-term patients, and the therapist, Ms. Straw, takes care of them here like a mother.

However, due to the recent circumstances, two injured patients have now been transferred here.

"Kingsley, how are you feeling today?"

As the current head of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, he moved here after St. Mungo's reopening. Of course, in addition to his special identity, in fact, he was only sent over by the way.

After a casual conversation with Kingsley, who was recovering from his recovery, Maca walked around his hospital bed to the inner bed, nodding to the patient's family who was accompanying him.

"Neville, I suddenly wanted to give you a little advice."

Clearly, the patient in this bed was the one who needed to be transferred to this room the most, and that was Neville's grandmother, Mrs. Longbottom.

More than a decade has passed since Neville's parents were placed here.

In order to keep Neville busy when he wanted to visit them, Maca offered to ask St. Mungo to help the old lady change the ward, and brought Kingsley with him to accompany Neville.

After all, if Neville is left alone here with three relatives who can't talk, it will indeed be very worrying that he will not be able to hold on for a long time.

"What?"

Seeing that Maca suddenly said something "small advice", Neville suddenly felt a little puzzled.

But Maca didn't explain much, but directly pointed in the direction of the door, and then said:

"I saw Hannah when I came in just now, why don't you invite her to come in and sit down?"

"Hannah?"

Only in this case, Neville, who has awakened the courage, will unconsciously reveal the cowardice of the past. But when I saw him, his face turned red, but he still explained dryly, and walked towards it in a shuffling manner.

"Maca, maybe...... Maybe you've misunderstood something, I haven't ...... yet."

To be honest, a statement like his that even justifies the truth is really more pleasant than a quick admission.

Maca shrugged her shoulders at Kingsley, and leaned over to examine Mrs. Longbottom while Neville was away.

It didn't take much to check it, and when Neville led Hannah in from the outside, he had already withdrawn his hand that was hanging above the old lady's body.

"Hannah, what did you just see me hiding? Do you really think I didn't see it? ”

He looked at Hannah, who was as squirming as Neville, and teased him, before saying to Neville:

"Your grandmother's condition has completely stabilized, and the possibility of waking up has increased a lot...... Of course, I've told you all about the problems when you wake up, so you have to be prepared. ”

"Well, no matter what my grandma becomes, she's the one who raised me."

Neville said, subconsciously glancing over to the two beds inside. There, the Longbottoms sat in their hospital beds, their eyes hollow and glazed.

"Even if she becomes like her parents, I will take care of her for the rest of my life."

As she spoke, Hannah, who was standing behind Neville, suddenly reached out and grabbed the corner of his coat, causing Neville's whole body to tense all at once.

"Looks like Hannah will help you out too."

Maca teased again, then lowered her head, leaned over and said to the old lady who was still sleeping on the hospital bed:

"Wake up early, your Neville even has his wife found!"

"What about yourself?"

Coldly, Maca heard Kingsley's teasing from the bed next door. His words not only relieved Neville of embarrassment, but even caused Hannah to giggle twice.

When Maca heard this, she immediately turned her head and glared at him angrily, secretly scolding this guy for not opening a pot.

"Compared to me, I'm afraid you're the only one here who needs a girlfriend the most, right? Let me do the math, how old are you this year? ”

As soon as he said this, even Neville couldn't help but laugh, and Hannah naturally laughed even more.

In the meantime, even Maca didn't notice that the little finger of the old lady Longbottom on the hospital bed twitched slightly.

……

When people are busy, the passage of time is often easier to ignore. Before you know it, it's almost time for lunch.

In the current period when there are many patients, St. Mungo's staff eat in batches some time in advance.

At this moment, the cafeteria on the east side of the second floor has already gathered the first diners of today, and the place quickly became lively.

Hermione was sitting in a corner, slightly absentmindedly poking at the food on her plate with her fork, her eyes wandering aimlessly up and down the ceiling, not knowing what she was looking at.

After a while, a familiar figure came in through the door, took lunch from the window, looked around for a while, and then walked straight to Hermione's side.

It wasn't until the figure got closer that Hermione, who had been slow to notice, withdrew her gaze, which was still dangling in mid-air, and looked in the direction of the passer.

She wasn't surprised, because she was here waiting for someone.

"Good afternoon, Luna."

"Oh...... Good afternoon, Hermione! ”

Compared to her slightly sluggish spirit, Luna's response was obviously more energetic, still retaining the lightness and agility of the past.

After saying hello to Hermione, Luna put down her plate and sat down happily, looking at Hermione with some curiosity.

"Hermione, what's that? It looks a bit like ...... The Flober caterpillar that was crushed? ”

"It's dragon fruit!"

Hermione glanced down as she spoke, only to realize that she seemed to have poked them into a puddle of white mud with countless black spots.

"Forget it, don't talk about this yet." She pushed the plate aside casually, and then said directly, "Luna, you are also Maca who asked you to wait for him here, right?" What do you think...... What is he going to say to us this time? ”

Seeing that Luna was listening to her, but there was already a lot of food in her mouth, Hermione said again, "Is it really because of the previous night?" ”

"Probably!" Luna chewed heavily, muttering.

Maybe it didn't make much sense to realize that it didn't make much sense to talk to her, no matter what she thought now, she would have to wait until Maca came to know, and Hermione simply didn't say it.

She pursed her lips and dragged the plate back in front of her, then picked up the spoon and scooped the dragon fruit she had poked into her mouth one by one.

However, by the time she and Luna had finished their lunch, Maca still didn't show up.

"Where did he go?" Hermione couldn't help but mutter, "Won't you run somewhere to do things quietly?" ”

And at this moment, Luna on the opposite side pointed behind her and said loudly:

"Hermione, look! Maca came out of the kitchen - was he going to give up his healer practice and become a chef instead? ”

Hermione turned around in surprise to find Maca walking towards the table with a large tray.

"Two ladies, have you run out of lunch?" Maca laughed, "Why don't you have some dessert then?" ”

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