Feiyu's entire forearm had turned to oak wood.

He'd stood there for quite some time admiring it, only mildly surprised, flexing his slender wooden fingers lightly. It looked precisely like he was wearing an ornate wooden gauntlet.

The young man could not fathom what had happened. He could only guess that perhaps he'd eaten a peculiar magical plant while exploring the woodland in Animagus form. Sometimes he ran a little wild.

Fortunately, Hogsmeade hospital was within roaming distance, so off he went, plainly but pristinely dressed. But having never set foot in a hospital before — let alone a British one — he swiftly became lost in the hallways, inadvertently bypassing the reception area altogether.

Finally trying a room that looked like it might have potential, Feiyu stepped inside only for the door to slam shut behind him; perhaps drafted by the open window in the corridor.

The door seemed to have startled the only other person in this room — a handsome woman with a most flustered air. "... Ah. I've taken a wrong turn — again", concluded the wooden-handed youth.