"Hm. Five broken ribs, a dislocated shoulder, fractured wrist bone and ankle, possible mild concussion and so many minor to medium cuts and burns I’m not even going to bother telling you about," she said. With a flick of her wand half a dozen potions floated over to her and Harry groaned. "Don’t get upset with me boy! It’s your fault that you decided to take on a dragon with a sword of all things. A sword!"