Mrs. Weasley nodded: "Yes."

Mr. Weasley sighed: "I hope he really knows what this means..."

Moody shook his head: "Dumbledore has been prepared for this, but he trusts Harry a little too much. He probably doesn't know that this means that as long as Voldemort enters his mind..."

There was another pregnant silence.

Mrs. Weasley shook her head: "No, I believe him."

Mr. Weasley nodded: "Now that I have recovered, it's best to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible. I don't think Voldemort will give up."

Everyone else has one.

At this time, outside the ward door, the twins looked at Harry with horrified expressions.

Harry's heart was full of complicated and bitter feelings.

He finally understood everything, but it wasn't a good thing.

Hermione grabbed his hand: "It's okay, Harry..."

Harry just shook his head.

At this moment, many people came towards the end of the corridor.

They were obviously together, led by a witch that Harry felt attracted to at first sight.

"Isabella Strange?"

Harry turned and glanced at Hermione.

Then he knocked on the ward door.

Moody appeared at the door with an impatient look on his face. He was still in the ward, and the prosthetic eye had begun to rotate, and his gaze swept left and right.

"What……"

Then Moody turned around: "Here comes Isabella Strange."

Mrs. Weasley and Tonks both looked surprised.

A look of fear flashed across their faces and then disappeared.

"Why?"

Moody shook his head: "Probably only Dumbledore and Lu Ke can guess why..."

"She has so many supporters."

Moody said with a sneer.

At this time, Isabella Strange had already arrived at the door of the ward.

She nodded to Harry and the Weasleys, and then was blocked by Moody.

"Is something wrong, ma'am?"

When Moody and Isabella Strange stand together, they are a living beauty and the beast. Moody still has a sneer on his face, and he is a dangerous person no matter how you look at it.

A stiff smile flashed across Isabella Strange's face: "I'm here to see Mr. Arthur Weasley."

Moody nodded and stepped aside.

Isabella Strange waved behind her and walked into the ward alone.

But in the corridor outside, her followers had filled the entire corridor, leaving only a small space at the door so that the Weasleys and Harry and Hermione would not be squeezed into the ward.

"Hello, Mr. Weasley."

Isabella Strange looked at Mr. Weasley much more normally.

Mr. Weasley reached out to hold Mrs. Weasley's hand, then smiled and nodded, "Hello, ma'am."

A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across Isabella Strange's face, but she just nodded: "I heard that you were bitten by Nagini, so I came here to take a look..."

Mr. Weasley nodded: "So the snake's name is Nagini?"

Isabella Strange nodded: "That's Voldemort's pet. Why, you don't know, or you don't dare to tell?"

Mr. Weasley smiled and shook his head: "I think it's good to just call it Nagini."

Isabella Strange looked at Mr. Weasley and nodded: "It's so pitiful that Fudge won't let you tell the truth."

Then before Mr. Weasley could say anything, Isabella Strange took out a glass bottle with a dark green liquid inside.

"This is a magic potion. Voldemort's pet venom contains a powerful dark magic curse. Your wound will keep bleeding and will never heal."

Mr. Weasley smiled: "Actually, the doctor at St. Mungo's is very skilled. My wound has been completely healed. I was just about to ask him to come over and remove my bandage."

For the first time, Isabella Strange showed a truly surprised expression on her face.

"Did you risk your own life just for Fudge's order?"

Mr. Weasley shook his head.

Just then, the doctor came over.

They were obviously attracted by Isabella Strange's powerful followers. Of course, they could not allow such noise in the hospital to disturb the patients' rest.

But after walking into Mr. Weasley's room and seeing Isabella Strange in person, the doctor fell silent.

Mr. Weasley broke the awkward silence: "Doctor, I think you should check me out. I think I'm completely healed."

The doctors recovered from their stupor and removed Mr. Weasley's bandages.

They showed very surprised expressions.

Because Mr. Weasley's wound that had never healed before had completely healed.

"How can this be……"

Mr. Weasley smiled: "Then when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

The doctor shook his head: "I suggest you stay in the hospital for observation for a while..."

"But if you insist, let's do it tomorrow."

Mr. Weasley smiled: "Then I can spend Christmas at home, thank you!"

The doctor nodded, and then realized that they had been leaving Isabella Strange aside.

But Isabella Strange didn't look angry.

She even smiled at Mr. Weasley: "Congratulations."

Mr. Weasley just smiled and nodded: "Thank you."

Then Isabella Strange finally seemed to remember what she wanted to do.

"I wonder why Fudge isn't here."

Mr. Weasley just smiled and said nothing.

But Isabella Strange did not stop, and Harry noticed that among the followers outside the door, reporters and photographers had emerged.

"I think the Minister of Magic must know that his subordinate was attacked and almost died. Such a serious injury..."

"It turns out he hasn't shown up yet, which is really chilling."

Mr. Weasley remained awkwardly silent, the smile now barely holding on to his face.

This is a conspiracy, vicious, precise, and irresistible.

But Isabella Strange continued: "Because the attacker was Voldemort's pet?"

"Actually, Fudge can definitely say that it was just a wild venomous snake."

A burst of derisive laughter broke out in the corridor outside the door.

Even Harry couldn't help but laugh along.

He looked down on Fudge, especially after Isabella Strange said so.

Harry originally thought it was normal for Fudge not to show up, but now it seemed that he was simply cowardly and cold-blooded.

Isabella Strange turned sideways: "Now the Ministry of Magic, even the Ministry of Magic itself can't protect it, who else can it protect!"

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