I turn to Harry and see that he's unconscious, thank merlin for small miracles as his body is torn up and broken so by being unconscious he's avoiding quite the deal of pain. I still need to get him to St Mungos though since I can't see him surviving much longer without any healing magic. Which sadly is a branch of magic that is too precise to delve into without proper training and one of the many branches I'm currently woefully unfamiliar with. I place my hand on his chest and warp us to the main reception and from the scream I hear behind us I know that I probably gave the receptionist the scare of their life.