Chapter 638： St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries

A cold feeling came, and Fei Xu felt as if he had passed through a layer of water curtain and came to a crowded waiting room.

It felt too real just now, so even though Fish was dry, he instinctively shook his head.

(`w′≡`w′)

After tossing the hair, Fish's cat ears playfully popped out of the silver-gray hair, and a black and white cat tail also reappeared behind Fish's butt. An S-shaped stood up high.

"This is St. Mungo's Meow?"

(°w°≡°w°)

Fish shook his ears and looked around curiously.

Rows of witches and wizards sat on rickety wooden chairs, some looking normal, reading outdated Witcher Weekly, others with horrific deformities, such as elephant trunks or an extra one on their chests hand etc.

The room is not much quieter than the street, because there are many patients making very strange noises...

A sweaty witch in the middle of the front row was fanning a copy of the Daily Prophet, constantly making a high-pitched whistle and breathing steam; His head wobbled horribly, and he had to hold onto his ears to hold it steady.

Wizards and wizards in green robes walked among the waiters, inquiring and taking notes on writing boards like Umbridge, with a wand and bone cross embroidered on their chests.

"Are they doctors?" Harry whispered to Ron.

"Doctor?" Ron seemed surprised. "Those Muggle madmen who cut people apart? No, they're healers."

"Meow hahahaha! They look so funny!"

(?≧?≦?)?

Fish pointed at the grotesque guys and said with a laugh.

The waiting patients on the wooden chairs heard Fei Xu's mocking sound, and all glared at them, but after seeing the cats, their dissatisfaction subsided immediately, and they all showed embarrassed wry smiles.

Some young witches also screamed and covered their faces, not wanting their bad appearance to be seen by the cat, while some people seemed to recognize Feish's identity, whispered to each other, and said to Feish. Nod and smile, showing kindness.

"Sorry, Fish didn't mean to laugh at you." Mrs. Weasley stood up and apologized to the waiters, then dragged the innocent-looking cat to the back of the next team.

Directly in front of the line, a fat blond witch sat at a table marked "Inquiry Desk", the wall behind her was covered with notices and posters, and a large portrait of a witch with long curly silver hair... …

"It's Dai Lisi!"

(?ΦwΦ?)?

Fish stood on tiptoe excitedly, waving his arms towards the portrait of Dalys Derwent.

"Hello, Fish." Dai Lisi in the portrait blinked and responded with a smile.

After greeting Dalis, Fish turned his attention to the few people in line in front of them.

At the head of the line is a young wizard, who is dancing a bizarre trot, shouting pain and trying to explain his predicament to the witch behind the table - he seems to have been pranked by his brother.

On the other side, George and Fred looked at each other and made a malicious "hehe" sound.

Then there was an old-fashioned wizard with a trumpet-shaped hearing aid who, after the hapless wizard in front had left, spoke loudly to the fat blond witch in an asthmatic voice, as if to visit someone.

In front of Fish and the others was a tired-looking wizard and his daughter. He held on to her daughter's ankles tightly, because if he didn't, his daughter would fly away.

Feixu raised his head, looked at the little witch with a pair of big feathered wings growing out of his back, and said proudly, "Fixu also has wings, meow!"

(?`?′?)

With that said, Fei Xu opened his arms and made a flapping motion, and then his arms also turned into a pair of large feathered wings, and supported the cat's body and flew into the air.

"look!"

The little witch flapping her wings was stunned for a while, then she lowered her head and shouted at the wizard who was grabbing her ankle: "Dad! I want to keep these wings!"

Of course the wizard wouldn't agree. After receiving instructions from the fat blond witch, he dragged his crying daughter, who didn't want to be treated, to the fifth floor.

Harry and others: "..."

Mrs. Weasley silently glanced at Fish, who was still fluttering in the sky, and then beckoned him to fall, then turned her head and asked: "Hello, my husband Arthur Weasley today The ward changed in the morning, may I—?”

The fat blond witch glanced at the cat, then another...and another...

It wasn't until Mrs. Weasley had to urge again that she looked away, flipped absentmindedly over the long list in her hand, and said, "Arthur Weasley... oh, second floor, second door on the right. , Day Llewellyn Ward."

"Thank you," said Mrs. Weasley. "Follow me."

In order to prevent Fisher from making any more troubles, she took the cat's hand and led him to the double door next to her.

Go through the double doors and walk down a narrow hallway lined with portraits of famous healers, and crystal bubbles with candles floating from the ceiling that look like giant soap bubbles. At each door, wizards in green robes came in and out, and a yellow stench wafted from one door, and faint wailing sounds were heard from time to time.

Fish heard more noises, moans of pain and sobbing of sorrow from almost every room.

"Meow..."

(??w??)

The originally cheerful cat lowered his tail, the ears on his head drooped, and his footsteps became slower and slower...

"What's the matter, Fish?"

Mrs. Weasley, who couldn't pull it, turned her head to look at the cat, only to find that his mood had become much lower.

Fish didn't answer her, just lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.

"Huh? Is there a leak somewhere? Or is there a faucet left open?" Fred asked suddenly, then looked around.

Others also heard a rush of water, and the sound was gradually getting louder.

But no matter how they searched, they couldn't find any water.

But soon, Harry and the others saw that Moody didn't look around, but used his magic eye, together with his normal eyes, to stare at Fish, who was standing in front of him. .

With Moody's prompting, everyone realized that the sound of water seemed to come from Feish's body.

The sound of the water is getting louder and louder. If it was just a trickle at the beginning, it is now a turbulent river, and there is a tendency to gradually form waves. At this time, even the therapists who were in a hurry stopped their steps in a daze, turned their heads at a loss, and finally stopped their eyes on Fish.

At this time, there were sparkling waves around Fisher, and Harry and the others who were standing near him could even feel a burst of moisture coming towards their faces, but when Harry touched his cheek subconsciously, The skin was still dry, and the glasses didn't fog up.

Just when Harry was surprised, the sound of the tide on Feish reached a peak and stopped abruptly, and in the next second, turbulent waves rushed out of Feish!

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