Chapter 1191

"I'm not a loser."

Percy walked silently in the fog, and such a sentence flashed in her heart. Although his steps seemed very heavy, after all, he had been lying in bed for so long before, but he still insisted.

There is no doubt that Percy Weasley is a very strong man.

Otherwise, he would not have been so stubborn in the pursuit of position and power in the Ministry of magic, and even cut off contact with his family.

Even though he has experienced so much now, his mentality and character have changed greatly, but some of the most basic things will never change.

On the other hand, in fact, we have to admit that Percy is a person with strong talent and ability. When he was at Hogwarts, he was a learning maniac like Hermione, and he got the excellent certificates of 12 courses like his brother Bill in the o.w.ls exam.

Just now, perhaps few people could guess how he came to London from his humble home in Devon.

In fact, since Diagon Alley has long been blocked by Sirius, all the flying road network lines connecting Diagon Alley will naturally be closed.

Percy, who couldn't reach Dunlun directly with the help of flying powder and was temporarily unable to spell, finally chose the Muggle way.

It was not until Hermione and others walked around Dunlun and even encountered a crisis that he had just stepped into the endless fog from the suburbs of Dunlun.

However, even Percy is late. However, his wisdom was no less than that of Hermione, and he knew Fred and George's advantages better than Hermione and others, but he soon, like Maka, put his goal first on the broken cauldron bar and St. Mungo hospital, which were often used as shelters in wartime.

Percy believed that even if Fred and George were unreliable, they would be cautious because of the safety of their wife.

It happened that he was closer to St. Mungo when he entered downtown London.

Therefore, compared with Maka, which is more convenient to go to the broken cauldron bar, the place he went to check first is naturally the St. Mungo magic injury hospital.

However, it is obvious that Percy's journey is really difficult because of the relationship between many Haier Bo people in today's foggy London.

In order not to let those suspicious guys make trouble for themselves, Percy soon found that the other party rarely paid attention to ordinary Muggles through observation. To this end, he simply put on a Muggle dress, extremely low-key, and surprised without danger to avoid all the enemies he met on the way.

It must be said that his excellent achievements in "Muggle research" are not false. It can be said that he pretended to be Muggles all the way. In addition, he really can't cast magic spells at present. He can even be regarded as a real Muggle.

When Percy finally passed through the glass window on a pair of slightly soft legs and entered the waiting hall in St. Mungo, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Hello, sir, please come and have a check - you should know that there are many terrible black wizards wandering in the city today. We must ensure that everyone who comes here for refuge is not dangerous."

"Oh, of course..."

Percy nodded weakly, then stopped by the entrance very cooperatively and handed her wand, which was temporarily useless.

"Please stand up."

The security guard swept in front of him and behind him with a golden stick. After confirming the information of the wand, he nodded at Percy.

"Please come in! Mr Percy Weasley - I think you're in poor condition. You should come for treatment?" the security guard said casually as he handed back his magic wand. "There are a lot of people waiting for treatment today. Go and get a number plate first, and then you may have to wait a little longer."

"Oh, no!" Percy shook immediately. "I'm looking for someone - have Fred Weasley and George Weasley ever been here? Well... They should all have their wives, four."

"Weasley..."

The security inspector looked through the entry and exit directory and quickly said:

"Ah, yes! Mr. Fred Weasley and George Weasley, as well as Mrs. Ashley Weasley and Mary Weasley, are here! Specifically, I think you can go to the consulting office over there."

"Thank you. Thank you."

Percy thanked immediately, then turned and walked quickly towards the information desk. Maybe he found that he found someone so smoothly. He walked too fast and stumbled, almost falling down.

"Oh, be careful! Although it's no big deal to fall, after all, this is the hospital!"

Just as Percy was about to sit down, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and held him.

Percy stood firm again with the help of the other party, and then hurriedly wanted to thank the other party. But when I looked around, I found that it was not the security wizard who held him, but another big acquaintance.

"Professor Lockhart?"

"Oh! Don't call me that anymore - you know, you've graduated from Hogwarts; and I'm no longer a professor of defense against the dark arts at Hogwarts!"

Yes, Percy was surprised to see that the man holding his arm was a friend of thousands of women, Mr. gidrow Lockhart.

Up to now, even Lockhart has experienced many changes, but his "infinite charm" smile is still as bright as before.

Lockhart happily hooked Percy's arm and happily continued:

"Mr. Weasley, if you like, in fact, I really hope you can call me 'public welfare Ambassador of the magic world'... Oh, although this will not be the greatest honor of my life, it is also the identity personally appointed by the Minister of magic, Mr. schlinger."

"Yes, even if I never talk about it, but since this time, doing public welfare every day has really made my mood better and better..."

Lockhart's words are still a headache. It seems that his habit of talking to himself has not changed much no matter what he has experienced.

However, Percy was also an extremely good face person in the past. It's not that he couldn't understand this guy's desire to attract attention.

"Well... Mr. Lockhart, your career is really admirable. The magic world needs you as an elite wizard who can contribute freely to others to set an example of life and morality!"

Percy finally waited for the other party to change his breath and hurriedly said:

"By the way, I think I have to go... I have to find my two brothers. They didn't come home all day yesterday. I'm really a little worried."

"Oh, really?" Lockhart seemed worried about him. "It does sound a little bad... If you need it, I can --"

"No, no, don't bother you!" Percy hurried. "I think they should be fine, just... You know, the fog outside - they should just take refuge here!"

"Then be careful yourself and don't fall again!" Lockhart said to himself, shrugging his shoulders as he looked at Percy's back as he hurried away. "Oh, what a handsome young man!"

Then he picked up the cart that had just been thrown aside, pushed a lot of hot towels, teapots and cups with a smile, and walked over to the waiting bench.

"Does anyone need hot towels and hot water? If it's boring to wait, I also have the prophet daily and sing the opposite tune... Oh, of course! And my recent new book, wizard on Muggle stage, is all free!"

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I don't know if Lockhart's new book is a little boring. The consulting office in the hall is very busy.

Those patients waiting for treatment were a little upset. They came one by one. They had the right to ask a few questions if they had nothing to do. As a result, there were really a lot of people lining up here.

Percy waited for a while before it was his turn to ask where Fred and George were, and then hurried up the stairs on one side of the hall.

After climbing the stairs, he was so tired that he finally panted to the curse injury ward on the fifth floor where Ashley stayed.

However, as soon as he entered the ward, six pairs of eyes looked at him, almost full of incredible.

"Percy, why are you here?"

His father Arthur was the first to speak. He was calmer than his wife Molly, who was shocked by Percy's arrival.

"Father..." Percy sighed. "I'm the only one left at home. I really can't settle down... It's really hard for me to do anything!"

When Arthur heard this, he turned his head and stared at his wife. It seemed that he complained that his wife also ran out to look for Fred and George's decision.

I have to say that he never expressed any dissatisfaction with his wife on weekdays. I'm afraid he was really angry this time.

But even so, Arthur didn't say anything at last. He just walked up to Percy and hugged the suffering child.

Think about the relationship between father and son at the beginning, and now Percy is repentant, but Arthur also has an inexplicable debt.

Until now, Weasley couldn't help but red eyes and hugged Percy, whispering:

"Oh... My child, I'm sorry! I should have considered your mood more. I shouldn't have left you at home alone..."

Percy was hugged by her mother. Suddenly, the smart brain melon seeds seemed to rust. She didn't know what to say for a while.

A moment later, he suddenly stared and said:

"No!"