St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries has not been as busy as it is now since its establishment, with patients constantly being brought in, anxious family members waiting at the front desk for staff to find information about their loved ones who have been admitted to the hospital, and the whole hall is as noisy and chaotic as a livestock market in the countryside.

Especially the Death Eaters and Aurors who were glaring angrily, some of them might have been wounded by the other side a minute earlier.

Fortunately, both sides are well aware of the importance of St. Mungo, and Zhang, who is in the middle of the communication, will definitely work hard as long as he receives the benefits, so the personnel on both sides resisted the urge to do it at the request of their respective leaders.

Michael Owen, who came out of the fireplace, looked at the mess in front of him and didn't know what to do next for a while.

"Follow me, don't get lost." Professor Flitwick tugged at Michael's robe and motioned for him to follow.

It's just that in a place like this, it's challenging to keep up with Professor Flitwick. At this time, Michael developed a sense of football with his extraordinary vision.

After waiting in line for about ten minutes and waiting for the staff to find the admission record, the two finally learned about the ward where Mr. Owen was staying.

When Professor Flitwick led Michael to the door of the ward, they heard a burst of laughter coming from the room.

Michael was relieved to hear his father's laughter.

Seeing his son walk into the ward, Mr. Owen waved his left hand and said, "Michael, this way." ”

"Father, what's wrong with you?" Michael trotted over to his father's bedside and asked, looking at his bandaged right hand.

"It's nothing, just take it as if you were stung by a wasp, and it will be fine in a few days." Mr. Owen comforted his son and said, "Before I drove them away, one of the guys gave me a hand and hit me right in the right hand, and they sent me here. ”

"The doctor here is really good, the broken rib was cured after drinking the potion. You should learn how to make potions more in the future so we don't have to spend a fortune to go to that damn hospital. ”

After Mr. Owen jokingly comforted his son, Professor Flitwick on the side stepped forward to introduce himself to Mr. Owen: "Hello Mr. Owen, I'm Filius Flitwick, the dean of Michael's college. ”

"Hello, Professor Flitwick." Mr. Owen held out his left hand and shook his hand, "Trouble you brought Michael." ”

Jimmy Ross, who was lying on the bed next door, also saw Professor Flitwick at this time, and greeted happily, "Professor Flitwick, I haven't seen you for many years." ”

Professor Flitwick had been teaching at Hogwarts for many years, and the younger wizards in the ward were his students, so they quickly became acquainted.

Michael also learned from everyone's chat about what happened in front of the house this morning.

At the final moment of the fight, Mr. Owen slammed the two Death Eaters into the air with one foot on the accelerator.

However, just before the crash, a Death Eater's curse struck Mr. Owen's right hand, causing his entire right arm to turn black and paralyzed, while another Death Eater's spell broke the airbag.

And Mr. Owen, who was not wearing a seat belt, also crashed into the steering wheel because of this reason, breaking several ribs.

The two Death Eaters who were knocked down were pinned down on the spot.

The car was repaired on the spot with a spell, and Mr. Owen had to be sent to St. Mungo for treatment.

"Mother, didn't she come?" After chatting for a while, Michael found out that his mother was not in the hospital room.

"Mr. Zhang sent her home to help me ask for leave from the company and get some things, and they will be back later." Mr. Owen said.

At that moment, Mrs. Owen returned to the hospital room with a travel bag.

After greeting him, Mr. Owen asked a little strangely, "What about Mr. Zhang, didn't he come back with you?" ”

Mrs. Owen covered her mouth and smiled, "Mr. Zhang was pulled away by a big beauty in the corridor just now. ”

At this time, Zhang was pulled and shuttled through the corridor by an acquaintance he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Where are you going to take me, I'll have to go back to school later." Zhang Xu said.

When the news of Mr. Owen's admission reached Hogwarts this morning, Michael was in class.

And Hogwarts is the biggest class in the world, and the basilisk will not stop the class even if the students are stoned.

So Professor McGonagall asked Zhang Xu, who had met with the Owen couple and had no classes, to inquire about the situation first. Because the news from St. Mungo's is not detailed, if it is the worst-case scenario, you can come back first and inform the family to be mentally prepared.

It's just that he had just taken Lady Owen home and came back after some business, only to be dragged away by Wales in the hallway.

"Take you to meet someone, and cooperate with me when the time comes." Wales said to Zhang Xu.

"Who?" Zhang Xu asked.

"Enemy!" The other party gritted his teeth and said.

Out of consideration for all aspects, St. Mungo placed the Aurors and the Death Eaters on different floors, lest they fight again if they can't control themselves.

The Aurors and the Death Eaters also tacitly agreed not to cause trouble, and it was better to make trouble on the other side's territory.

Zhang Xu, who also didn't want to cause trouble, took out the black skull sign that Voldemort gave him after coming to the floor where the Death Eaters were, and when he saw the cards, the Death Eaters in the corridor stepped aside to make way for the two of them.

After entering a single room, Wales stared at the Death Eater on the hospital bed with intact eyes, and the Death Eater was stunned at the sight of her.

"Is that you, Kimberly?" The Death Eater on the hospital bed sat up suddenly.

"It's me, Hain Severo, I haven't seen you in years." Said the woman codenamed "Wales", whose real name is Kimberly Taylor.

"I didn't expect you to remember me, so many years." Hain said happily.

"Of course I remember you." Kimberley gritted her teeth and said, "How could I forget the murderer of my grandmother's family?" ”

The look of excitement on Hain's face immediately froze, he had gone on a killing spree in his childhood village for revenge, and when he came back to his senses, he found that there was no one left in the village. And he didn't realize that among the people he killed was the family of his childhood dream girl.

At this time, Zhang Xu, who was standing on the side, felt the tremor and pressure coming from the little hand that was pulling him.

"Who is he?" At this time, Hain found Zhang Xu next to his childhood dream lover.

The above two people speak German, and Zhang's German was only learned in simple terms when he was playing with the tour guide girl in Germany, so he couldn't understand the other party's content except for his name.

"Remember this face." Jin Baili ignored the other party's question, and just pointed to the Death Eater on the bed and said to Zhang Xu in English, "If you see him outside in the future, please capture him alive and hand him over to me, I can promise you any conditions and do anything for you." ”

As if to stimulate the other party, or perhaps to offer Zhang Xu a higher price, she accentuated the pronunciation of the word "any".

Zhang Xu understood in seconds, and very cooperatively hugged the other party's waist with his backhand, stared at the mountain peak on her chest, and said in a few words of German that he only knew: "No problem, baby." ”

Hain, on the hospital bed, was so angry that his eyes were on fire, and if he hadn't been temporarily paralyzed from the legs down, he would have hit people with his wand.

But Zhang Xu didn't even look at him, hugged the beautiful woman next to him intimately and said intimately: "You go out first and close the door and give me three minutes." ”

Five minutes later, the two left the room on this floor.

"What did you do to him?" Wales, who had regained his composure, asked.

"Something to eat, and something to do in his memory." Zhang Xu said in a low voice, "When he is discharged from the hospital, he will throw himself into the net." ”