Ella demonstrated lovely manners, and she was quite proud of her. But duty wasn't done yet. 'Maybe in a little while, Princess Ella, but first we must give our respect to Mr. Longbottom. He is your Mummy's employer, and we must show proper manners,' she told the little girl. 'It won't be long, dear,' she added.
'Oh, they were the worst of the worst when I was having Polly. Completely incompetent and rude, too!' She started to say that she trusted Madame Pomfrey much more with those types of injuries, given that Harry trusted her and refused to switch to her own John Mallard, but she couldn't figure out how to say it. Finally, she said, 'I am familiar with a couple of healers.' She looked away guiltily as she admitted, 'I, ummm...., I might have asked them both,' her eyes cast to the side guiltily as she murmured, 'dragged them, maybe, to see Cass when he was first brought in.' She looked back at Percy and shrugged. 'At the time, they both concurred with the Shack healers that it looked bad and I probably should prepare myself for the worst,' she admitted.
'I'm sure John would see him now, though,' she told Percy. 'He's the family healer for the Cornfoots, but he sees to me and Polly, too. John Mallard.' She bit her lip. She didn't know that she could get Pomphrey to agree to see him. It would take some major playing up to the woman for that, but Pansy would do it if she had to.