Miriam wasn't fond of ghosts, and this one was no exception. Still when she said that Millicent was awake, she did not care that she didn't like ghost, but hurried into the room at once.
What she saw worried her greatly, and she frowned as she walked up to the woman.
'Miss Bulstrode, please tell me where you're hurting,' she said, casting a diagnosis spell. Nothing physically seemed to be wrong with her other than some lingering trace of the virus. Still she did not breathe properly, and quickly going into a state of shock.
'What happened before she got this way?' Miriam asked the ghost. Dead or not she'd been here to see what had happened.