Under the blazing sun, Neville Longbottom, his face full of timidity, walked down the street outside St Mungo's Hospital with his head hanging low, looking miserable as he followed behind his grandmother.
Before long, the two arrived at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, disguised as TaoTao Company. Before entering the hospital lobby, Neville's grandmother, Madam Longbottom, turned back to look at him and began sternly scolding him.
"Hold your head high, Neville. I've told you many times: there are no cowards in the Longbottom family. You should be brave, like your parents."
Hearing his grandmother's rebuke, Neville immediately puffed out his chest, though his head still uncontrollably drooped slightly forward. He forced firmness into his voice and answered loudly, "I understand."
Madam Longbottom swept her still somewhat dissatisfied gaze over Neville's chubby face. Traces of cowardice remained on it, but she could only helplessly purse her lips and say nothing more. After stating her purpose to the mannequin at the entrance, she led Neville directly into the lobby of St Mungo's Hospital.
Without needing anyone to guide them, the grandmother and grandson were already thoroughly familiar with the way to the Longbottoms' ward. They soon took the lift to the fourth floor and arrived outside a small ward at the very end of the Spell Damage Department.
Usually, the door to this ward was locked. Today, however, the door bearing a No Admittance sign was slightly ajar, and voices seemed to be coming from inside.
"So, can you tell me what your name is now...?"
Madam Longbottom did not think much of it. She assumed a nurse was conducting routine treatment and cognitive tests, so she pushed the door open and walked inside. What they saw, however, far exceeded their expectations.
Roy, dressed in a white coat,