Ernie grinned back. He liked to see Harry's pride in his godson - his friend deserved it and so much more. "Don't tempt me," Ernie teased about working healing aurors. "Then you'd never be rid of me and my mother-henning."
He shrugged. "A little yes, a little no. It's nice to share, especially after discoveries are officially made and credit given, but when things are still in an experimental stage, there are some healers and potioneers that would rather keep mum on it until they've gotten recognition for their ideas. It can be a little competitive, actually."
The lilac glow finally narrowed from Harry's body to the locations of the injuries, made one final 'pulse', and then they were gone. "There, that should do it. How do you feel?"