Re: George, Fred, Margot Why do they keep coughing up blood? she thought to herself, searching frantically for the potion bottle. Once the pale blue potion was found in her pocket she removed the cork and brought it to Fred's lips. "Drink," she said softly.
A few moments after he took the potion, his skin sparkled blue for a moment before the substance isolated itself near the head wound, giving Margot a clearer vision on the hex. It wasn't something easily curable, but it was something Margot knew how to slow down.
"Gotcha sucker," she muttered before repeating one of her healing spells over and over. The hex began to slow down its attack on the other healing spells on the wound. Once it was slowed to the point it looked as if it stopped, Margot resumed her work on stopping the bleeding and thus releasing the pressure on the brain.
She then moved to patella which was completely shattered and no point in trying to mend. "Genibus imendo," she said, vanishing all the broken pieces of the knee bone from the body. The underlying damage to the the other leg bones could be healed later; Margot needed him stable.
"Love, I know it hurts and I want to give you something," she explained. "But I need you to drink a little more potion while I work, alright."