That's it, Cece was convinced Max was getting too old to be teaching flying classes as well as being the quidditch official. How in the name of Merlin did he expect to keep teaching if he couldn't remember simple little things? She would be keeping an eye on that one. She didn't need him doing something silly that would end up getting the students hurt. The pixies at the last lesson had been bad enough.
After excusing herself from her office she made her way out to the waiting room where she knew she had a couple students waiting. Glancing over the sign-in book she noticed yet another one had joined the group.
Okay, time to get to work and get these kids out of here.
Going down the list of injured kids she started to call them back.
SPOILER!!: dansgurl
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dansgurl 
Character's Name and Year: Sarah Emily James, Fourth
Character's Condition and/or Symptoms: Extreme pain in the mid-section.
Accompanied to the Hospital Wing with: TakemetotheBurrow
Cause/s of injuries: an object(
Ella, a girl) of about 50kg fell on her.
Link to post where injury or illness happened: At the playground I have read the RULES: dansgurl
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dansgurl Sarah nodded. Yes, no messing. She smiled when Ella said she wasn't that heavy. "Well it's sort of ideal" she said, "I stand tall at 5'5" She was indeed a lot tall. "If I'm any less than 50kg, I should be flying in air" she smiled again. This one was a delicate friend. The pain was now like a throbbing sensation. She held her mid-section and looked towards the healer's room. "So where do you come from?" she asked Ella. She wanted to know more about her new friend.
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TakemetotheBurrow Ella looked at Sarah and gave her a small smile. "I'm from London." Glancing nervously at the door and back at her friend, she dropped her tone a bit. "As much as I want to keep talking, I think the healer gets angry if you're chatting out here...or so I've heard. I guess you can't blame her. The patients probably like the quiet." Or at least the healer did.
"Sarah James, Healer Tillstorm called out.
Please head back to bed two." She looked at the girl sitting next to her.
"Your friend can go with you, but keeping the chatting down. Any messing around and she will have to come back out here." If there was one thing Cecelia Tillstorm would not tolerate it was children acting a fool in her hospital wing.
SPOILER!!: Miss Marilyn
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Miss Marilyn Character's Name and Year:
Dylan Corvi Montmorency / Fourth Year
Character's Condition and/or Symptoms:
It's extremely painful for me to walk...and I can hardly move my left arm.
Accompanied to the Hospital Wing with:
No one is with me.
Cause/s of injuries:
Falling off the back of the SlytherClaw runaway cart.
Link to post where injury or illness happened:
Post 1 / Post 2 (for reference)
I have read the RULES:
Yes, I have.
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Miss Marilyn After doing his sign-in, Dylan made his way slowly into the waiting room. He'd been trying to talk himself out of coming here...but he just couldn't take the excruciating pain anymore. Putting any weight at all on his left leg was nearly unbearable...and as for his left arm, he couldn't even move it. Not even his fingers.
Something had to be broken.
It was like when he and his cousin had been climbing that old oak tree down in Georgia...Dylan had fell from the top of it, breaking his arm in two places. This pain match that and then some...
Merlin's socks, he just hoped they had a potion strong enough...because Dylan felt he might pass out from the sensation at any minute.
Looking over the next entry in the book she couldn't help but roll her eyes. A SlytherClaw cart? Really? There better be a darn good explanation for this one. One that
didn't involve goofing around.
Looking out at the only boy sitting there she called out to him.
"Dylan Montmorency. Can you walk on your own to bed three or do you need me to levitate you?" Yes, she had noticed that he wrote down it was difficult for him to walk.
SPOILER!!: QueenGinger
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QueenGinger Character's Name and Year: Nettie Wallace, Year 1
Character's Condition and/or Symptoms: injured left shoulder/arm: sharp pains through said locations
Accompanied to the Hospital Wing with: TheatreActress
Cause/s of injuries: falling out of a tree
Link to post where injury or illness happened:
the fall
I have read the RULES: QueenGinger
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QueenGinger By the time the two super heroes had made it to the hospital wing, Nettie was in tears from the pain in her left shoulder. Sitting in one of the chairs Nettie tried not to move much for fear of making matters worse.
As she sat there, Nettie could only imagine what her grandmother would say to her if she was there. The tiny eleven year old hoped that there wasn't a letter sent home informing grandmother Julie of the super hero adventure that had went down. If anything, all she wanted in the end, even if it meant that grandmother Julie found out, was for the pain in her shoulder to go away.
Looking at the last entry in the book Cece was none to happy about this one. Climbing a tree... really? She was pretty sure Waylon had posted signs around the grounds telling students to stay out of the trees. If they wanted to climb they should go to the playground, where it was charmed so there wouldn't be any injuries in case of a fall. Then again, it seems someone had already managed to get themselves injured at the playground.
Well Cece would be finding out soon enough what really caused this injury.
"Nettie Wallace, you may head back to bed four... alone." There would be no friends going with this one. If she needed the other girl
to interrogate as to what really happened she would call for her later.
SPOILER!!: The Handsome Librarian
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Nordic Witch With a bucket in his arms Mr Leobald Kitridge, the librarian made his way into the hospital wing to see the healer. Over the course of the last few weeks he had been feeling pretty lousy and had vomited more than he would admit to his student visitors in the library. Leo had a feeling where his bad stomach had originated from but he wanted a medical assessment.
Slumping down into a vacant chair a few paces away from the youngsters he waited for Cece to come see him. He hadn't signed himself in at the wing desk because Leo honestly didn't want his sickness to end up in tomorrow's edition of the aparecium. With the bucket in his lap he closed his eyes as a new wave of nausea hit him.
Looking over the book one last time Cece didn't see any others signed in. However when she turned back to the waiting room she noticed one of her colleagues sitting there... with a bucket. Well this didn't look good.
"Professor Kitridge, you're not looking like your usual handsome self so well." In fact, he looked like he was about ready to spew chunks at any moment.
"I think maybe you better follow me to the observation ward." It was private there so he wouldn't have to worry about anyone eaves dropping on what was going on with him.
Yeah, Cece knew from experience how nosy these students liked to be.