Chapter 11 Arrangements

The sound of the door opening again brought Kewen's thoughts back to reality.

Immediately let go of his thoughts, his eyes became empty, and then Ke Wen turned his head to look in the direction of the door.

"Oh...poor child." The female doctor walked into the ward before Robert Highmore, walked quickly to Kewen's bed, and looked at Kewen with pity.

"Sorry doctor." Robert Highmore followed and said apologetically, "My work is too urgent."

"This is a lesson." The doctor turned his head and said, and then turned back and continued to complain: "This child has just experienced those terrible things, and you should wait for him to recover before starting work."

"Sorry..." Robert Highmore apologized again.

"Come on child." The doctor took out a small glass bottle from his pocket and handed it to Kewen: "Son, your current mental state is not suitable for thinking too much, drink this bottle of restorative potion, and continue to sleep well. ."

Kewen's state was like a marionette, he raised his hand and took the medicine bottle with a blank expression, and drank the potion.

The effect of the drug was good, even though Kewen had just woken up, he still felt sleepy quickly.

I didn't resist, and soon after I lay down, I fell asleep...

I woke up again and opened my eyes. According to the light in the room, it was morning. Because the coma and sleep time were too long, the refreshed Kewen raised his hand and stretched out in a conditioned reflex.

However, before he could stretch his lazy waist, the figure he found out of the corner of his eye made Ke Wen suddenly froze.

"Looks like you slept well."

Sitting on the chair beside the bed was a somewhat scruffy old man with snow-white and messy hair, silver-white eyes, an old dark brown coat, and the same dark brown and old scarf tied around his neck.

"You, you are..." The actor Kewen went online instantly, and quickly retracted his hand into the quilt, his expression showing vigilance, panic and fear.

The sloppy old man's expression was a little complicated. After a moment of silence, he said in a deep voice, "I'm Ollivander... Garrick Ollivander."

"O, Mr. Ollivander..." Cowen responded in a low voice, "I am... Cowen Quinn."

"Yes, Mr. Quinn..." Ollivander murmured in a deep voice, followed by silence.

Another moment passed before Ollivander took a deep breath and continued, "First of all... I want to say sorry."

Kewen didn't respond, and Ollivander didn't seem to wait for a response, but continued: "He's my brother, of course, not my brother. Although he was punished for his death, I still want to do it for you. Sorry for the hurt you have suffered."

"Are you... talking about that person?" Kewen was stunned, but he responded cautiously.

"Yes." Ollivander nodded heavily, and continued: "The bad seed who abandoned the family's traditional skills, the Death Eater who went astray! Oh sorry, I shouldn't have swears in front of you. "

"..." Kewen was not easy to answer.

"Don't talk about that, anyway..." Ollivander rubbed his hands over his face to relieve the facial discomfort caused by prolonged depression, and then said: "The Ministry of Magic has notified you about your affairs. I am the only relative of that bad seed, so I decided that I will compensate you."

"..." Kewen was still not easy to answer.

Ollivander didn't seem to have thought about what Cowan would give, so he continued: "I run a shop in Diagon Alley, and you can still live in if you clean up. In the future, you can live in until you graduate. There."

"And your tuition and vacation expenses..." Ollivander, who seemed to be disturbed by so many errands suddenly, didn't want to talk more, concluded: "Anyway, if you agree, follow up after you leave the hospital. I'll go to the Ministry of Magic for adoption, boy, will you agree?"

"I..." Kewen spit out a word and fell silent,

Psychologically, I am now an eleven-year-old child, which determines whether I should be independent or not...

Discovering Kewen's silence, Ollivander finally turned his mind back, suddenly aware of Kewen's age, and shook his head slightly: "Okay, you will understand when you grow up. So follow me now. Just decide to go."

After speaking, Ollivander turned around, picked up a set of clothes from the bedside table, and handed it to Cowen.

"Put it on baby," Ollivander said. "The doctor said you'd be out of the hospital when you wake up. Now we're going to register with the Ministry of Magic, and then I'll get back to the store as soon as possible. Don't let those wands miss theirs. any master."

"Okay, okay, Mr. Ollivander." Cowen took the clothes in a restrained manner, lifted the quilt and started dressing.

Clothes include trousers, small leather shoes, shirts, and thin sweaters. Except for the off-white shirt, it is all brown. This shows Ollivander's love for dark tones.

After getting dressed, Kewen was led out of the ward by Ollivander and went downstairs to go through the discharge procedures.

In fact, there are no formalities, just say hello to the attending doctor, and inform the staff of the discharge department. Obviously, the cost of treatment has already been properly arranged.

The two walked out of a glass door, and what they saw was downtown London. Kewen turned his head to look, and found that the original hospital had become an old-fashioned red brick department store with a sign that it was closed for renovation. The whole looks like an abandoned haunted house. After watching it for a long time, it will make people feel a chill on the back.

Seeing Kewen stopping to look back, Ollivander did not have any doubts, but explained: "Adult wizards enter the hospital through the fireplace, and young wizards are prone to accidents when using the fireplace, so they can only walk through the gate with their family members. So it's rare to see people coming in and out here."

"Fireplace..." Kewen murmured, and there seemed to be a vague concept in his memory, but he really didn't pay attention to the 'Harry Potter' series of works at the beginning, and when he checked the materials, they were all in Chinese, and now they use English as such. Said that unless he sees the real thing, Kewen really can only be confused at first.

"Okay boy, it's time to go." Ollivander interrupted Kewen's observation, took out his wand from his arms, raised it as if calling a taxi, and said at the same time, "Remember this way of calling a taxi. , if you want to walk in the Muggle world in the future, act like me."

Kewen was a little confused, looked at Ollivander who was posing there doubtfully, and then turned to look at both ends of the street.

Just as I was about to ask inexplicably, I suddenly noticed something out of the corner of my eye...