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At this moment, an Auror came up. He looked like an old lion, with gray streaks in his tawny hair and thick eyebrows, and sharp eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses.
Dean Sasia called a healer and took him to the room where the werewolf was.
Fudge walked up to Kyle and asked absentmindedly, "How are you, kid?"
"I'm fine. Two professors happened to be nearby."
Kyle noticed that Fudge's eyes were always glancing to the side, as if he was thinking about something.
"Kid, is it possible that you have seen it wrong?" Fudge considered his words and said meaningfully, "Perhaps the one who attacked you was just an Animagus in wolf form, not a werewolf..."
"You want me to lie?" Kyle said.
"Lying... No, no, no, how can this be a lie."
Fudge took off his hat and said with a twinkle in his eyes: "You are still young and have never seen a werewolf before. It is normal for you to make a mistake."
"I'm not mistaken." Kyle pretended to be serious and said, "We just learned about werewolves last semester."
"Maybe you remembered it wrongly."
Kyle's expression remained unchanged. "I ranked first in my grade in the final exam, and I got full marks in all subjects. I can't remember it wrong."
Fudge held the edge of his hat tightly, and his tone began to sound a little impatient.
“But everyone knows that werewolves only transform during a full moon, not during the day.
If this false news spreads, many people will panic.”
The last sentence is the key point, Kyle thought to himself.
But before he could say anything, the witch in the pink coat behind Fudge came over.
"Child, I have discovered that you have violated the Ministry of Magic's regulations and used magic outside of school."
Umbridge glanced at Fudge and said in a sweet voice: "According to the rules, we have to punish you."
"I broke the rules?" Kyle said in disbelief.
"It's obvious, isn't it?" Umbridge looked at the wand in Kyle's hand with smugness. "Kid, there's no point in quibbling. The Aurors will soon be able to find out what magic you used.
If there are more than three... then unfortunately, you probably won't be able to go to Hogwarts this year."
Looking at Kyle's shocked expression, Umbridge felt very happy. She liked this feeling.
Moreover, she is no longer satisfied with her current position. She wants to move up and gain more power, so she will naturally not give up any opportunity to please the minister.
Isn't he just a little wizard?
There are some things that are inconvenient for the minister to do, but she is happy to do them for him.
Kyle couldn't pretend anymore and said coldly, "You want to fire me?"
"This is the rule of the Ministry of Magic." Umbridge said with a fake smile.
During this process, Fudge stood aside and seemed to be very interested in his hat.
Kyle's face became colder and colder. He narrowed his eyes and said, "So what the Ministry of Magic meant was that I should have stood there and been bitten by the werewolf, right?"
"You can run." Umbridge gave a hypocritical smile: "The stairs are right there. You can just run to where there are many people for help. Why use magic?"
Kyle took a deep breath, holding the wand tightly in his hand, and resisted the urge to give her an Avada.
Racing with werewolves?
Even Lockhart couldn't write such an outrageous plot.
Seeing Kyle didn't speak, Umbridge became even more proud. She cleared her throat and said, "Of course, if you..."
"I'm not late."
There were footsteps on the stairs again. Dumbledore didn't even look at Umbridge. He walked straight to Kyle and said, "I was just about to go to France. I rushed here as soon as I got the news. Are you hurt?"
"No, Headmaster." Kyle smiled, "But this... unknown passerby from the Ministry of Magic said that I used magic outside of school and wanted to expel me."
"Don't worry, Kyle. Only the principal has the right to expel students."
Dumbledore said gently: "If they insist, I will attend the hearing with you.
I remember very clearly that when life is in danger, even young wizards who have not yet graduated can make an exception and use magic, so there is absolutely nothing wrong with what you did."
"I'll go too," said Professor Kettleburn.
Hagrid: "Me too."
"And I."
Dean Sassia also stood up. She looked at Umbridge and said in a playful tone, "Ms. Passerby, if the werewolf wakes up, would you be willing to compete with it to verify your previous statement?
If you can escape it without magic, there is no reason for Albus to stop you from expelling the student."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 118 The Greatest Pharmacist
If there was one thing Umbridge couldn't stand, it was probably being ignored.
Because she likes the feeling of all the attention and the awe of others, she climbed to where she is today step by step.
Now, if she takes another half step forward, she will be able to sit in the position of Deputy Minister and become the second-in-command of the Ministry of Magic.
Those people actually called her "a passerby in the Ministry of Magic". Don't they know who they are?
Umbridge could not accept this insult in any way, and her whole body was shaking with anger.
"I am Dolores Umbridge!" Umbridge said in a sharp voice, "Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement at the Ministry of Magic and a member of the Wizengamot!"
"So you're a director." Kyle looked a little uneasy, shifting his feet slightly on the spot. "So, you can be responsible for what you just said, right?"
Umbridge held her head high. "When..."
"Ahem, I don't think that's what Dolores meant."
Fudge interrupted Umbridge with a dry cough and said, "She is just too worried about the child. After all, the little wizard should not try to defeat the werewolves when he sees them. Running away is the wisest choice."
"Of course, I couldn't agree more with you, Connelly."
Dumbledore nodded seriously. "Then what she just said about expulsion..."
"Of course I'm just kidding. The Ministry of Magic won't fire a little hero who just saved so many people."
Fudge laughed and said, "Dolores just wants to use this method to remind the child not to be so reckless next time, right..."
Fudge glanced obscurely to the side.
Umbridge understood immediately, she put on a fake smile and continued in that sweet voice: "Yes, Minister, I am honored that you understand what I mean.
Young wizards nowadays are too inflated. Just because they are lucky and get good grades, they become so arrogant that they think they can deal with werewolves?
He needs to have a long memory and know what to do and what not to do, so that he can live longer. "
"I'll remember that, ma'am." Kyle also had a fake smile on his face. "By the way, you look really young in clothes like this at your age."
Umbridge glanced down at her pink cardigan and thought nothing of it, thinking Kyle was complimenting her, so she held her head high and walked away.
However, Dean Sasia next to him raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at Kyle with interest.
She could hear that the child was mocking the Ministry of Magic official for pretending to be naive.
But this is also true.
Soon, the Aurors returned.
"How's it going, Rufus?" Fudge asked.
"It's a werewolf," Scrimgeour whispered. "And he only moved into St. Mungo's yesterday."
"It really is a werewolf..." Fudge frowned and pinched his hat anxiously.
He simply couldn't imagine how much panic would be caused if the news that werewolves could transform during the day got out.
As the Minister of Magic, he will definitely be criticized then.
No, this matter must not be spread out.
Fudge's eyes gradually became firm, as if he had some idea.
"Mr. Minister, I will take this child to rest first."
At this time, Dean Sassia came over and pointed to a young therapist next to her and said, "Aurors can go to Hebercrat if they have any questions. He will fully cooperate with you."
Fudge looked at her, then at Dumbledore, and nodded, "Oh, it's okay, you guys go ahead."
"Excuse me then."
……
On the sixth floor of St. Mungo's is a tea room and shop.
Dean Sassia took Kyle and Dumbledore to a compartment and ordered a cup of black tea for each of them.
Dumbledore took a sip and said with some surprise: "It's my favorite taste, I thought you forgot it."
"Five sugar cubes. I'll always remember them."
Dean Sasia said calmly: "If nothing unexpected happens, our Minister will probably take the werewolf away."
Dumbledore put down the cup in his hand, "Cornelly is like this sometimes, too nervous when encountering things."
"Forget it, let me tell you what I know first."
Dean Sassia continued, "That person came to St. Mungo's yesterday afternoon, saying he was scratched by a werewolf, but out of caution, the healers still arranged for him to be in a special ward, with a dedicated person in charge.
Last night happened to be a full moon night, and he did not turn into a werewolf at that time, so he was transferred to the general ward. "
St. Mungo's has a complete set of procedures. In special cases like werewolves, they will definitely not live with other people unless they are sure that they are not infected.
This is also the reason why the werewolf ran out from next door.
Kyle nodded in understanding.
He was fine on a full moon night, but turned into a werewolf during the day... This is indeed a bit unbelievable. I guess the therapists didn't expect this to happen.
"Is this a mutation?" Kyle asked.
"Probably not."