A restaurant near St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
"In other words..." Xenophilius Lovegood put down his knife and fork, raised a hand, and rubbed his brow as he said, "Vizet, during these few days you were at St. Mungo's..."
"Not only did you get some title as an Honorary Consultant, you also woke Frank Longbottom and his wife up... no... is this what you call staying in for observation?"
He rubbed his brow even harder. "When other people stay in for observation, they stay in their wards and wait for the Healers to announce they can be discharged..."
"Your stay for observation is far too unusual... How did you end up getting an Honorary Consultant position and saving two patients from the permanent ward just because you wanted to look at some of St. Mungo's records?"
Xenophilius had also lived through the period when Voldemort led the Death Eaters and his allies in ravaging the Magical World of England;
For wizards who had experienced that era, the news of Voldemort's downfall was absolutely something worth remembering for a lifetime;
The same went for news about the Death Eaters, so Xenophilius naturally knew what Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom had gone through.
It was precisely because of this that, faced with Vizet, who now looked perfectly calm and was still sharing mille-feuille with Luna, he could not help wanting to say a few more words and vent the gloom in his heart;
He had clearly done something so huge, yet he had not mentioned it once over the past few days. If Luna had not asked about it tonight, Xenophilius would probably still have been kept in the dark.
Vizet added, "It was everyone's achievement. Ms. Graves and the others didn't hesitate to use their own rest time