"A new healer? I can't stay with one of you?"
Joel started to say something, but Harry gave him a look. "Maybe Joel can you take in the future, but it usually takes a while to get onto my service. I think Joel is a softie and squeezed you in."
Joel blushed, but Smith said, "Will you, though? I'll pay anything."
"I don't charge anything for my treatments, Mr. Smith."
Smith flinched and Elsa grimaced. "Please... it's Zach. We don't want any more reminders of what my father did."
"I'm sorry, Zach. But just message me, if something does come up expectedly. And you can stop in every week, until everything has cleared. I'm not a family healer... I specialize in healing injuries and physical therapy. Right now, Elsa still needs some. When everything is healed, we'll try to find a more suitable general healer for you. I only know the basics of what potions and care is needed for someone her age."
"I'm not that old, you know?" Elsa joked.
"Of course not!" Joel said and started talking with her.
Zach pulled Harry out of the room. "Listen, Harry... Potter. I'll do anything for her! Hell, I'll do anything for you. I work in the minister's office, and my aunt runs the spell damage ward here. Trust me... now that I'm in charge of the purse strings, my aunts and uncles are just singing my tune."
Harry arched an eyebrow.
"I did what you said... the barrister... he found all the evidence needed for illegal withdrawing of funds. My dad was not even on the accounts, and she never signed anything. He's going to Azkaban for a few years for everything, and his house and accounts will be fined and requisitioned back to my grandmum. She made me the sole heir and proctor. I've cut the rest of my family off. They didn't care what my dad did to her... or even visit her. So... anyway, Potter... I owe you everything. My grandmum is the only family I have, and I want her to be happy and pain-free."
Harry put his hand on Zach's shoulder. "She will be. I will heal everything, but I'm not an expert... in well... care for the elderly. She might need some revitalization potions or nutrient potions. I can guess, but healing is my specialty."
"I don't care. I'll find another healer, too. I mean... you fixed my arm... in seconds."
Harry took it again and checked. "It healed nicely. You need to build up your muscles with it... what was it seven years old?"
Zach's mouth dropped. "Yeah... how did you know?"
"Healing is my specialty, remember?"
Zach lowered his head. "I was going to go pro, fucking bastard. I mean it, Harry. Anything you need, just send an owl."
"I don't think that will be necessary. Let's finish up with Elsa. I got some physical therapy exercises to rebuild her muscles in her wrist and hips for her to do at home."
"Thank you," he said, and stopped at the door. "Especially since we didn't get along at school. But considering that I heard you're treating Malfoy, I guess you don't hold grudges."
"How do you know that?" Harry asked.
"Ernie. We were talking how you suddenly emerged from obscurity after five years just to cuss him out," Zach said, but frowned when Harry stared at him. "And I mean that in a totally joking way."
"It's fine. If Ernie kept his asshole officers out of my ward, I wouldn't have had to cuss him out."
Zach nodded and they went back inside to finish the healing. Joel laid on the sweet talk the whole time, and Elsa was telling him her whole life 온라인카지노게임 as Harry adjusted her hips. When they left, Joel thanked him for taking them.

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Healing Draco Malfoy
FanfictionHealer Potter gets a new patient in his specialized ward at St. Mungo's. He can heal injuries that no one else can and it's clear from the start that this patient is broken. Injuries and abuse dating years. He knows that he can help him and he is su...
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