Arthur still had earmuffs on when Nicholaus took his mandrake out. He took them off after he had returned the Mandrake in its pot. He then turned to notice Mariana on the floor. ''Bloody Hell! She is unconscious'', he said bending down. He checked her pulse - it was fine. ''Good, she IS only petrified'', he thought. He took his wand out and conjured a glass from thin air and filled it with water. All that non-verbal and quick. He opened her mouth and poured some water down her throat. He was still not brave enough to toucher lips, even if it was a medical emergency. He took her in his hands, still unconscious. ''Professor, I suppose you will excuse me. I will take her to the hospital wing.'', he said leaving the Green house. Although he could have levitated her, he showed enough respect not to do that. He walked, even ran at some point, as fast as he could and entered the Hospital wind. Madam Pomfrey said that she will be with them in a moment. He put Mariana gently on the bed and took a seat beside the bed. This was close, he never did such a thing - act before thinking through. But... this was Mariana. She deserved that kind of treatment. He then sighed and waited for her to wake up.