"That incident wasn't accidental!" Joel shouted.
"We will find out. If Healer Potter has bursts of uncontrollable magic... then... we have to take precautions."
Joel's hands were shaking. "No. You can't do this."
"We have the power given by the International Confederation of Wizards! The ISS is the highest law in the land. Now, for the last time, stand aside."
"You said... interview. You haven't made your decision, right?" Joel clarified.
"That's none of your concern, healer, as I have said many times, now," she said, exasperated.
"I'm his counselor. I'm coming with him."
"Are you a mind healer? Only mind healers are permitted during the evaluation."
"I'll be taking my certification exam in two days. Can't you wait till then? Or at least make an exception? I'm a counselor, and I've been talking with him for almost a month now!"
"Talk? Talking is irrelevant. Has Healer Potter had any mind healing sessions with you so that you can testify to his mental state?"
"I've seen him every day for months! He's never accidentally did magic!"
"That will be ascertained at the interview, then. Enough of this delay! Healer Potter, come now, or we will have security drag you down to the room. If any of your... friends... interfere, we will have them arrested. Last chance," the obstinate witch ordered.
Harry nodded. There was no point to fight this. Joel even tried to argue for his Calming Draught, but it was expressly refused. In fact, they wanted him free of the calming effects of all potions, lest they try to hide his "craziness". Harry looked at Draco for support.
"It'll be alright, Harry. Just stay calm," he said, trying to reassure him.
Unfortunately, he didn't feel better, but he stood up. He walked forward, and the witch demanded his wand.
"I didn't bring it."
She regarded him and checked anyway with a flick of her wand. She was not satisfied and looked to Joel and Draco as if Harry had given it to them to hide. "Come. They stay."
"I can walk down with him. You're not going to whisk him away!"
"We are just going to the examination room. We will not leave the hospital."
Joel didn't give up and walked next to him all the way to the exam rooms in the mental health ward. Harry didn't like being there at all. Their white cold rooms unnerved him. He was shaking badly, and Joel tried again to reassure him. Finally, they stopped at the door, and the witch gestured him to enter. She still had her wand out, and there were many onlookers to this event. Assholes. Tears flowed even as he tried to stop them. Scared did not cover how he felt.
"Look, you are clearly causing him distress. He's been through so much lately that he's too emotional and distraught. Please... do this another time. You're scaring him," Joel pleaded.
"I'm sorry, but this can't wait, and it's better this way. We need to see if he releases magic to calm down. Not using a wand at all? This is very serious. Ph!" Healer Trimdel scoffed and shook her head at the horror of the idea of wandless magic.
"Just because you're a weakling and can't do it, don't take it out on him," Joel hissed and she went red.
"Why the nerve!"
"Get in the room, Healer Potter. Now!" the old wizard spat, glancing at a sundial.
"I'll be alright, Joel. Take care of Draco," he whispered and entered the room. Some part of him knew that he wouldn't get through this. Something bad was about to happen.