Theodore listened, but for the moment he didn't have any more questions. He finished his usual diagnostic spells, throwing in a few for rarer illnesses just for good measure, but they all came back negative. It was the last thing she said, about smells seeming stronger to her - unusual with most illnesses, considering the immune system usually clogged up nasal passageways with mucus - that made him perform one more spell.
And his hunch was right; it was positive. The resulting glow of light was evident to everyone in the room, and he smiled. He performed a few more tests before lowering his wand with a polite, professional smile. "You're not ill," he said. "You're pregnant."