Chapter 793: Dumbledore’s New Nickname
Soon, Kyle returned to the upstairs room with twenty bottles of spirits.
"What’s that?" Fred asked, eyeing the large package in Kyle’s hands with curiosity.
"Something good. Drink it, and you should feel a bit better," Kyle replied.
Hearing this, Fred’s stomach churned again.
"If we’re going back now, can I be the last one to go?"
"I really don’t want to Apparate again anytime soon."
"Don’t worry, we’re using a Portkey this time." Kyle pulled out a grimy glass.
Under his arrangement, the group formed a circle, ensuring everyone had a finger touching the glass.
As for the unconscious Mrs. Tonks and her husband, they would remain behind, with Nymphadora Tonks responsible for getting them to the Hogwarts Hospital Wing for treatment.
Having just been attacked by Death Eaters, they couldn’t exactly march two injured people into St. Mungo’s without drawing attention, so the closer Hospital Wing at Hogwarts was the better option.
This had been the standard approach whenever members of the Order of the Phoenix were injured. Madam Pomfrey was already accustomed to working an extra shift or two during the holidays.