"Lousy," he said, "and no, they have spells, don't ask me what, around these rooms. They know where we're awake." It was proof that he was spending too much time in St. Mungo's, but to his defence, he'd been visiting most of the times.
"Someone should be here soon." He flinched, and closed his eyes. His head was exploding. "Do you know what happened? Anyone else hurt?" He sincerely hoped not, considering this was supposed to be nothing more than asking a few questions.