Although they were not particularly willing, Harry and the others were still sent off to Weasley Manor by Dumbledore and Mrs. Weasley. It was not until the following morning that they returned to St. Mungo's Hospital, accompanied by Bill and Moody.
People were still coming and going here, with no obvious difference from the night before.
Bill led them to the second floor, where they found Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley in the innermost room.
It was a spacious, bright room, quite different from the other wards Harry had seen as he passed through the corridor. Harry quietly asked about it and received an answer that was somewhat unexpected, though not especially surprising.
It was a premium private ward. The surroundings were much better than those of an ordinary ward, but the price was correspondingly much higher.
Well, given the Weasley family's current income, staying in a ward like this was perfectly reasonable.
Mr. Weasley looked reasonably well. When Harry and the others arrived, he was reading the latest issue of the Daily Prophet. At the sight of them, he immediately broke into a happy smile.
"Ah, Harry, I heard about what happened yesterday. I really must thank you. If it hadn't been for you, I'm afraid it would have taken much longer for anyone to find me. Oh, yes, and there were the potions you provided, too."
"What exactly happened?" Ron asked anxiously. The other Weasley children also looked worried. They knew their father had been attacked, but they did not know the details.
Although Harry's dream had helped Mr. Weasley, the full sequence of events still needed to be made clearer.
"Well, here's what happened..." Mr. Weasley thought for a moment. "Christmas is coming up, isn't it? As you know, this is always a busy time of year