Ernie had noticed the momentary focus on the television, but didn't say anything yet. First he would see what the diagnostic would reveal.
"That doesn't sound too complicated, nothing a spell and a potion can't heal, really. And I know Alicia, we trade shifts at Finnigan's Duelling night. Are you on her team?"
He started moving his wand, muttering occasionally as he wove the diagnostic spell which twisted and turned as it exited the end of Ernie's wand, coming out in a showering of lavendar magic and moving to encompass Roger's body.