Ernie stared at him, letting the words process. But they weren't processing because they just didn't seem like they could be right. Not letting Madame Pomfrey heal? Merlin, that was insane.
But Michael certainly wasn't lying about it, no matter how much Ernie wished he was.
"...the fuck? They're not letting her heal you?" He just felt completely horrified and a bit like he couldn't breathe. This was just unreal.
And yet, very real at the same time.
"Yeah, just...stay here," Ernie said, before heading into the hospital wing to see what he could get.