Decorated in a colour scheme of cream and light woods, an intricate network of cleaning charms is renewed annually in order to keep the Hospital Wing from taking on the physical toll that the myriad of injuries and maladies of the Penwick student body begets. A row of hospital beds lines each wall, their linens crisp and almost obnoxiously wrinkle-free. Each bed is fitted with a privacy curtain enchanted to reflect the house colours of whatever student currently occupies it. Despite what you may have heard, the curtains are not soundproofed: mind what you say behind their flimsy walls. The Hospital Wing is staffed at all hours, with young Healers-in-training occasionally performing their residencies at Penwick and covering the night shift. With the Head Nurse's permission, friends of afflicted students may be allowed to spend the night in the Wing on one of the half dozen or so indescribably uncomfortable guest chairs.