"Ahem," a Healer cleared his throat from the opposite side of the waiting room. She wore ugly, lime green robes, as was the standard uniform at St. Mungo’s. She had luminous, clear skin with the exception of a small mole at the corner of her jaw and wore a flick of eyeliner. She held a clipboard in her hand and had a wand stuck through her dark hair gathered in a high ponytail. "If you’re finished swinging your wands around, would anyone be interested in the update to the patient’s wellbeing?" 