Rebirth of the Harry Potter

It was noon, and the air was like a heat wave.

In a wide street in London, there are many customers in the shops on both sides.

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

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

The shop has a weird name, Taotao Co., Ltd., and it looks rundown and deserted. There are several cracked dummies in the window, with wigs crooked, in different poses, and they are wearing clothes from at least ten years ago, even in the UK. No country bumpkin would wear such old-fashioned costumes.

A large "Closed for Renovation" sign hangs above 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 gone."

"Then no one has bought 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 later gave up. I guess the owner of this shop has too much money to spend."

I saw a big boy with a unique temperament coming from the opposite side and turned 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 there."

The older boy smiled and nodded.

After walking a few steps, the tall woman turned around and looked back, only to find that the very attractive boy just now had disappeared in the crowd.

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Harry went to the window, and in front of him was a particularly ugly doll, with false eyelashes falling out, wearing a green nylon dress.

Behind Harry, the street was full of people coming and going, the noise of the cars was so loud, it was very lively.

In the messy window, the dummy seemed to feel something. The head looked like it was about to break off. It clicked with a "click" and waved its hand, which was a little weird.

Harry stepped directly towards the clear glass, through which his body disappeared.

Inside the window is still a dilapidated dummy.

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

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

The ugly dummies, scattered shelves, and dimly lit shops were all gone, and Harry appeared in a slightly crowded waiting room.

This is the famous St. Mungo's Hospital in the wizarding world. Harry has heard of it for a long time, but it is the first time he has come here in person.

Rows of witches and wizards sat on rickety wooden chairs, some looking normal, reading back issues of Witch Weekly, others horribly deformed, with elephant trunks or an extra baby with a chest hand.

In this hospital the noise was louder than in a Muggle street. Because there are many patients who make very strange noises.

A sweaty witch in the middle of the front row was fanning a copy of the Daily Prophet, whistling and steaming.

A scruffy wizard in the corner would chime like a bell when he leaned over, and his head would wobble from side to side with each sound, and he had to put his hands over his ears to hold his head still.

A young wizard screamed and jumped up and down like a jig on hot coals: "Ah! Healer, where are you? Quick, help me first. The shoe my brother gave me, ouch, it's in Bite my... ouch...foot, he must have cast some spell on the shoe, I can't take it off!"

With tears in his eyes, he said, "Merlin~~ I have to put a chili pepper spell on his underwear to pay him back."

Every patient in the hospital is very strange, full of symptoms that Muggles can't imagine.

There were wizards and witches in green magic robes walking up and down the procession of the sick,

Ask about the situation and make notes on the clipboard.

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

In the wizarding world and magical hospitals, "doctor" in Muggle's mouth is a very derogatory term.

Wizards call a wizard who can cure diseases a "healer".

Because wizards think that "doctors" need to use a knife to cut people open when they see a doctor. They are simply a group of lunatics, but they are still respected by Muggles.

It's no wonder that they look down on Muggles even more, because in their view, any illness of Muggles can be cured with just a spell or a potion.

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

A chubby blond witch sits at a table marked "Information Desk". The wall behind her is covered with notices and labels, such as, Clean cauldrons to prevent potions from becoming poisonous, antidotes must not be used indiscriminately, and must be consulted by a qualified healer. recognized.

There was also a large portrait of a witch with long silver curls hanging down on the wall.

Text notes:

Daisy Deventer

St. Mungo's Therapist (1722-1741)

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry (1741-1768)

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

Dai Lisi is helping the blond fat witch, asking about the condition of the wizard who is seeing a doctor, and giving an accurate treatment result.

Then the patients went to the hospital for treatment according to the location signs of each department of St. Mungo's Magical Hospital on one side.

The sign reads:

Artifact Affairs Department……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

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

Department of Biological Traumatology…………………………………… Second Floor

(bites, burns, thorns, etc.)

Strange Bacteria Infection Department……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

(Infectious diseases such as dragon pox, vanishing syndrome, lymphomycosis)

Pharmacy and Plant Poisoning Section………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

(rash, nausea, laughing too much, etc.)

Spell Injury Section…………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

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

Tea Room and Shop………………………… Sixth Floor

If you don't know which department to go to, can't speak normally, or don't remember why you came, please ask the receptionist.

An aging wizard with a trumpet-shaped hearing aid slowly moved forward: "I'm here to see Broderick Bird!" he said wheezingly.

"Ward Forty-Nine, but I'm afraid you're wasting your time," the fat witch replied casually.

"He's completely confused and thinks he's a teapot."

Dai Lisi noticed Harry in the crowd, and seeing her surprised eyes, she clearly recognized Harry.

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

Needless to say, he must have visited the minister's office.

Harry walked in, across the line.

"Huh." A gray shadow mixed with a strong wind came from behind Harry.

Harry turned and reached out and took...a little girl's ankle.

Looking up at the white and tender calf, it was a little girl looking down on Harry.

The little girl was looking at Harry curiously.

Worried about being regarded as a strange uncle, Harry quickly let go of his hand.

"Ah!" The little girl exclaimed.

The body suddenly floated upwards.

Harry grabbed the little girl's little feet again.

On the back of the romper the little girl was wearing, a pair of huge white feathered wings grew out. The gray shadow that almost slapped Harry just now were these wings.

The wings seemed to be out of the little girl's control, they kept flapping, making the little girl float up.

A wizard with a tired face squeezed over and grabbed the little girl by the ankle.

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

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

Luckily Harry held her back.

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

The witch glanced at it and said, "An ancient spell, the fifth floor."

The man hurriedly carried his daughter and walked out through the double doors next to it, like holding a strange balloon.

Harry had also wanted to ask her which room the Longbottoms were in.

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

But that was a photo of them when they were young, and Harry believed that they were already unrecognizable by now.

However, when Harry subconsciously enveloped the entire hospital, he saw a very familiar and unexpected person - Neville.

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

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