Rebirth of the Harry Potter

At noon, the air was like a heat wave.

There are many customers in the shops on both sides of a wide street in London.

On this lively street, there is a shop that stands out.

It was an old-fashioned British red-brick department store that continued in the 19th century. Compared with the surrounding modern shops, it was so out of place.

The shop has a weird name, Taotao Co., Ltd., which looks decayed and deserted. There are a few broken dummies in the window, wearing wigs crookedly, with different postures, wearing clothes from at least ten years ago, even in the United Kingdom No hillbilly would wear this old-fashioned costume.

A big sign "Closed for renovation" hung on the dusty gate.

A tall woman with big bags and small bags walked by. She glanced at the deserted house inside, and said to her companion: "This place has been like this for decades. I remember seeing it like this when I was young. Up."

"Then no one is taking this shop, isn't there a lot of people on this street?" Her companion said with some regret.

The tall woman said: "Who knows, I heard that someone wanted to rent this shop before, but then gave up. It is estimated that the owner of this shop can't afford to spend too much money."

I saw a big boy with a unique temperament coming from the opposite side and turning straight to the department store.

The tall woman reminded: "Hey, this store is closed. If you go to the supermarket, walk forward, there is a Carrefour."

The older boy smiled and nodded.

After walking a few steps, the tall woman turned and looked back, only to find that the attractive boy had disappeared from the crowd.

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Harry walked to the window, and there was a particularly ugly female dummy in front of him, who had lost her false eyelashes and was wearing a green nylon skirt.

Behind Harry, the street was crowded with people, and the noise of cars was so loud, it was very lively.

In the messy shop window, the dummy seemed to feel something. The head was about to be cut off. He clicked and shook his hand, which was a bit strange.

Harry stepped directly towards the transparent glass, and his body disappeared through the glass.

There was still a dilapidated dummy in the window.

The bustling crowd, no one has the time to glance at the ugly shop window of Taotao Company, and no one notices that a big living person just evaporated in front of them like air.

Harry passed through the glass, feeling as if he had passed through a layer of cold water, but he was still warm and dry.

Ugly dummies, scattered shelves, and dim shops were gone. At this moment Harry appeared in a slightly crowded waiting room.

This is the famous St. Mungo’s Magic Hospital in the magic world. Harry had heard of it for a long time, but it was the first time he had come in person.

Rows of witches and wizards sitting on swaying wooden chairs, some looked normal, while reading the outdated "Witch Weekly", some had terrible deformities, with an elephant trunk or an extra one on the chest. hand.

In this hospital, the noise is louder than Muggle streets. Because many patients make very strange sounds.

A sweaty witch in the middle of the front row slammed a copy of the "Daily Prophet", constantly making sharp whistle and breathing steam.

A sloppy wizard in the corner leaned like a bell, and his head swayed with every sound. He had to put his hands on his ears and fix his head.

A young wizard yelled and jumped up and down, as if stepping on a hot coal to dance a quick step: "Ah! Therapist, where, hurry up, help me first, the shoes my brother gave me, oh, it's in Biting my...oh...foot, he must have cast some spell on the shoe, I can't take it off!"

He shed tears and said, "Merlin~~ I must cast a chili curse on his underwear in return."

Every patient in the hospital is very peculiar, with symptoms that Muggles can never imagine.

There are some wizards and wizards wearing green magic robes walking around the group of the sick, asking about the situation, and making notes on the clipboard.

Harry noticed the emblem embroidered on their chests: a cross of a magic wand and bones.

In the wizarding world and the magic hospital, the "doctor" used by Muggles is a derogatory term.

Wizards call wizards who can cure diseases "healers."

Because wizards believe that “doctors” need to cut people open when they see a doctor. They are simply a bunch of lunatics, but they are still respected by Muggles.

It’s no wonder they look down on Muggles even more, because Muggles’ illnesses seem to them, any curse or potion can be cured.

Cutting legs, cutting arms, or even drilling holes in the forehead is unnecessary. These crazy "doctors" are more terrifying than some evil wizards.

A fat blond witch sits at a table marked "Information Office". The wall behind her is covered with notices and labels. For example, clean the cauldron to prevent the potion from becoming poison, and the antidote must not be used indiscriminately. A qualified therapist Recognized.

There is also a large portrait of a witch with long curly silver hair on the wall.

Text note:

Dairis Derwent

St. Mungo Therapist (1722～1741)

Principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1741～1768)

Harry thought for a moment and remembered that he had seen the portrait of the witch in Dumbledore's office.

Dai Lisi is helping the blonde and fat witch busy, asking about the situation of the wizard who is seeing a doctor, and giving an accurate result.

Then the patients followed the signs of the various departments of the St. Mungo Magic Hospital on one side to go for treatment.

The sign read:

Department of Utensils……………………………1st floor

(Wax collapse explosion, wand misfire, broom collision, etc.)

Department of Biological Traumatology………………………………2nd floor

(Zhe bites, burns, punctures, etc.)

Strange Pathogens Infection Department…………………………Third Floor

(Infectious diseases such as dragon acne, disappearance, lymphomycitis, etc.)

Department of Pharmacy and Plant Poisoning……………………Fourth Floor

(Skin rash, nausea, more than laughing, etc.)

Curse Damage Division…………………………Fifth Floor

(Spells that cannot be removed, spells that are used wrong, etc.)

Tea room and shop…………………………6th floor

If you don’t know which subject to go to, cannot speak normally, or don’t remember why you came, please ask the receptionist.

An old wizard with a horn-shaped hearing aid slowly rubbed forward: "I'm coming to see Broderick Bird!" he said with an asthmatic voice.

"Forty-nine ward, but I am afraid you are wasting time," the fat witch replied casually.

"He is completely confused, and he still considers himself a teapot."

Dalys noticed Harry in the crowd, and seeing her surprised eyes clearly recognized Harry.

She blinked at Harry, then she turned and walked out of the frame.

Don't think about it, I must have stopped by the minister's office.

Harry walked in and crossed the line.

"Huh." A gray shadow mixed with strong wind came from behind Harry~www.ltnovel.com~ Harry turned around and reached out to hold...a little girl's ankle.

Looking up at the white and tender calf, a little girl looked down at Harry condescendingly.

The little girl was looking at Harry curiously.

Harry was worried about being regarded as a strange uncle, and quickly let go.

"Yeah!" the little girl exclaimed.

The body floated upward suddenly.

Harry grabbed the little girl's feet again.

On the back of the little girl's jumpsuit, a pair of huge white feathered wings grew. The gray shadow that almost slapped Harry just now was the pair of wings.

The wings seemed to be out of the control of the little girl, flapping constantly to make the little girl float up.

A tired wizard squeezed over and grabbed the little girl's ankle.

"Thank you, thank you." The wizard thanked Harry, and looked worriedly at the fan above the little girl's head.

Just when the crowd rushed in, he held up his daughter, worried about hurting her foot, so he let go.

Fortunately, Harry grabbed her.

He walked up to the fat witch and said, "There are some things in my family's collection that are unknown to the source. Today, my daughter didn't know what to open, and suddenly a pair of wings grew.

The witch took a look and said, "Ancient spell, fifth floor."

The man hurriedly lifted his daughter and walked out through the double doors next to him, as if holding a strange balloon.

Harry was also going to ask her which room the Longbottoms were in.

Because although he has some photos of Lily, James, and Longbottom and his wife are in the photos.

But that was a photo of them when they were young, and Harry believed that they were already unrecognizable at this time.

However, when Harry subconsciously enveloped the whole hospital, he saw a familiar and unexpected person—Navi.

He naturally knew where the person he was looking for was.

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