Anthony smiled, knowing how much Neville liked to work. "I can imagine things are still tense. Megan just came out of her coma a short time ago as well."
When Neville asked about the clinic and a treatment, he perked up. "Well, I have the clinic closed for now. There are just too many people for me to handle, and with Megan still out of action, it was best to do that. I've been working at The Shack again."
He ran his hand through his hair. "We finally found out what this is. It's Dragon Pox, but it's been magically altered. It's mainly affected Half-bloods and Muggleborns, if that tells you anything," he said with a pointed look, "But it's much like any other virus... it doesn't discriminate."
"As for treatment," he continued, "The other Healers and I have contacted Oliver Wood for assistance with a potion. We're using my blood as a base... for some reason, I was completely immune to this. So hopefully, something in my blood will help. We also contacted Professor Snape, but he hasn't replied yet. But rest assured... you will probably get lots of requests for potion ingredients very soon."