Roger laughed drily. "Not too complicated at all really, hurt like a motherfucker though." He flashed a grin at the mention of Alicia. "Nah, she openly defied League regulations to come help treat me at St Mungo's. I play for the Appleby Arrows as a Chaser."
He watched dispassionately as the diagnostic spell emerged from the end of the man's wand, engulfing him in purple light. There was a slight warming feeling, and a tingling sensation that felt rather like his entire body had pins and needles, but it passed soon enough. "Well," he asked, before squinting at Ernie. "Also, have I met you?"