In a Ford car, Anna arrived at St. Mungo's, an old-fashioned red-brick building on an old street, without magic at all.

It's not hard to see that it was originally a department store, with a dusty sign that said Taotao Co., Ltd., and a big sign "closed for renovation" on the wooden door.

"We're here," Arthur Weasley walked to the shop window, which was filled with dummies of strange shapes. Arthur put his wand against the glass and said to the dummy, "I want to bring magic power. The rioting little wizard is being treated."

He then nodded slightly and motioned everyone to follow, "Let's go."

It was almost midnight, and there was no one on the street. Arthur passed through the window first, and disappeared into the window. Linna hugged Ai Wen and took Anna through the window together, and came to a relatively spacious room.

There seemed to be no windows in the room, but the air was very well-ventilated. What stood out was a desk with the words "Inquiry Desk", and behind it sat a rich, blond lady who seemed to get along well.

Arthur walked to the information desk, "Oh! Hello Mr. Arthur, I'm glad to serve you. Do you remember why you came here?" The blonde lady saw Arthur and took out a pen to prepare a record.

"Ah? I'm fine, ma'am. I haven't been hit by the Forgetting Charm. This time it's a little wizard with a magical riot..."

"Then you must be in a hurry. The magic violence treatment room is on the fifth floor, just to the right of the magic damage department lounge." The blonde lady interrupted Arthur and pointed out the direction quickly. After seeing the lively Anna, her eyes were obviously bright Got a little suspicious.

Anna was looking around. Ordinary green plants, ordinary elevators, ordinary lounge chairs, and of course there were also extraordinary ones. Just now, the room in the corridor on the right made a loud noise, and a green light flashed.

Arthur noticed Anna's gaze, "This floor is the Artifact Accident Section, and some magic items have problems... For example, if the cauldron blows up, it will come here, and our Muggle Supplies Department will sometimes come here to recover 'magic' problems. Muggle items... oh! When it comes to Muggles, it's simply someone who doesn't have the talent for magic..."

Arthur Weasley raised his head, "Mrs. Lena, please take your baby to the sixth floor and wait for a while, there is a lounge, we can send you back when we confirm that there is no problem," he added, "Of course , I personally don't think it's a big problem."

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Arthur," Lena stepped on the elevator and told Anna before the elevator closed, "Baby, Mommy is always here, don't be afraid."

Anna made an ok gesture and followed Arthur to the other elevator, "Uh... Should I call you?" Arthur was a little embarrassed. After chatting for so long, he realized that he still didn't know the name of this little girl.

"You can call me Anna, Mr. Arthur." Anna suggested understandingly.

"Miss Anna, do you remember what caused your magical riot?" Arthur took Anna into the elevator and pressed the button on the fifth floor, "Did you see something somewhere?"

Anna was observing the elevator. She wondered if the elevator that ran on electricity was very ordinary. There were mirrors on the left and right sides of the box, and a wand and leg bones crossed the icon on the back.

Speaking of which, Arthur Weasley seems to be a member of the Order of the Phoenix? Could it be guessing that I saw something outside Harry Potter's house that sparked the magic riot?

"I didn't see anything, oh! It's just that when I was chatting with the neighbor's wife, I suddenly saw that her neck became longer!" Anna pretended to be embarrassed, "I was thinking about something, and suddenly her neck became very long. -Break through the sky, like a giraffe..."

"Pfft," Arthur saw Mrs. Petunia, indeed, "then you were frightened? Just left?"

"Yes," Anna didn't mention that she saw Harry Potter stick out his little head from the storage room.

"Ding"

Arthur and Anna got off the elevator and passed a cozy-looking room with a fireplace and a bean paste sofa.

"This is the lounge. You can play here for a while. I'll go to the therapist, but I think they just took over a poor wizard who was cursed. It should take a while."

"I don't mind, don't worry, in fact, I don't think there is any problem with me," Anna helplessly spread her hands.

Arthur left, and Anna sat on the side of the bean paste sofa by the fireplace that wasn't sunken.

A little boy was bounced from a depression and rolled onto the carpet.

She seemed to be sleeping soundly, with a big bag hanging on her head, a little tear stains in the corners of her eyes, and snot on her face.

In the middle of the night...

[Benefits for newbies: The melon-eating radar is activated, and the detection is in progress... Found melons to be determined]

Anna poked her finger at the sleeping boy without hesitation, "Wake up... child... wake up..."

The boy opened his eyes and looked a little confused. He had brown hair, a round face, and a frown. He felt that he had a deep hatred with the world.

"Well...you look as old as me," the boy hadn't woken up yet, "so you can't call me a child..." The boy was dazedly entangled in strange questions.

Anna refused to accept, "How old are you?"

"Eight years old."

"I'm older than you, I can call you child, I'm Anna, what's your name?"

The boy nodded and seemed to agree with Anna's statement, "Neville Longbottom, you can call me Neville... why am I here?"

[Tonggua quest: Crying boy found (hint: other functions of the system have not been unlocked yet)]

Neville! Anna took a few more glances at the boy.

"Are you under the Oblivion Charm?" Anna used the words she just heard from the blond lady, but it was clear that Neville might have come to visit his parents and fell asleep here.

It was mentioned in the previous Harry Potter books that Neville's parents were caught and tortured by the Death Eaters, and the four Death Eaters used the Crucifixion to torture Neville's parents to madness - they are now living in St Mungo's to receive treat.

Hearing the words "Forgetting Curse", Neville frowned, and the chubby brow squeezed out the words, "Oh no, maybe, um - I did get the Forgetting Curse, but this time I'm here..."

Neville suddenly reacted, "I'm here to visit my parents! Merlin's beard! When is this going to happen?"

"It's almost eleven o'clock," Anna added, watching Neville jump in a hurry, "Maybe it's almost twelve o'clock, I'm not sure."

Neville looked at Anna with a look that was not too big of a problem. He didn't know where the courage came from. Maybe this was one of the reasons why he was assigned to Gryffindor.

"—Anna! Please help me!" He flinched, perhaps a little regretful, what could a little girl about his age do? But they have already asked, "What should I do?"

[Tonggua Mission - Crying Boy: Late Night Hospital, Crying Boy - Since he woke him up, he has to take responsibility! He asks you for help, help him find grandma! Task reward: unknown (complete the novice task, open the system function)]