Chapter 117 Fired?

The St. Mungo's men arrived soon.

Several wizards in healer uniforms held wands and ran to the second floor in panic.

"Merlin... Werewolf, what on earth is happening here!" An older witch clutched her heart and said in disbelief.

"That's what we want to ask." Professor Kettleburn stepped forward and said with a serious expression: "It almost bit two little wizards just now, right here, in St. Mungo's.

Ha, this is simply the biggest joke in the wizarding world. "

"Sir... we..." A middle-aged wizard wiped the sweat from his forehead and said in a panic: "There must be some misunderstanding here, and we will definitely find out."

"Misunderstanding?" Kyle laughed angrily, "Is this your explanation?!"

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, and there happened to be two professors nearby, who knows what this matter would have turned out to be.

Even if he was lucky enough to escape, what about the boy and so many patients in the surrounding rooms? They could all escape?

"I will tell the Ministry of Magic about today's matter." Kyle said with a cold face: "If it is a misunderstanding, let them check it out."

"The Ministry of Magic...this..."

"No!"

At this time, a tall, thin witch with a serious face walked out from behind the crowd. She glanced coldly at the middle-aged wizard, who immediately lowered his head.

"I have notified the Ministry of Magic. Their people will arrive soon. In addition, I will also give you an explanation for this matter."

"You are..." Kyle asked confused. ̲x̲.̲c̲o̲m̲

For a moment, he thought it was Professor McGonagall, because both in appearance and serious expression, they were so similar.

"Introduce yourself, Pegasus Sasia." The witch said seriously: "At the same time, I am also the director of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries."

Dean Sacia was a capable witch. After making the decision, she immediately had the dying werewolf taken away.

Thanks to the werewolf's strong vitality, it wasn't dead, but it was almost there.

"For some reason, it has more value alive." Dean Sacia explained: "I hope you can understand."

Kyle nodded.

With Hagrid and Professor Kettleburn around, he wasn't afraid of the other party's tricks.

"Thank you for your understanding."

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Three minutes later, people from the Ministry of Magic arrived.

The leader was the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, and he was followed by a group of Aurors and a witch wearing a pink coat.

Fudge looked at the large pool of blood on the ground, a trace of panic flashing in his eyes.

"Oh my god...a werewolf who can transform at any time...Merlin...how is this possible...I mean, why is this happening."

"We are still investigating, Mr. Minister." Dean Sasia said calmly: "If you are worried, you can come together."

"Well, I mean we'll help."

"Where's the werewolf?"

At this time, an Auror came over. He looked like an old lion. His tawny hair and thick eyebrows were mixed with streaks of gray, and behind his gold-rimmed glasses was a pair of sharp eyes.

Dean Sacia called a healer and took him to the room where the werewolf was.

Fudge walked up to Kyle and asked absently: "How are you, kid."

"Fortunately for me, two professors happened to be nearby."

Kyle noticed that Fudge's eyes kept glancing to the side, as if he was thinking about something.

"Child, you may have seen it wrong." Fudge considered his words and said meaningfully: "Maybe 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 top hat and said with twinkling eyes: "You are still young and have never seen a werewolf before. It is normal for you to admit your mistake."

"I'm not wrong." Kyle pretended to be serious and said, "We just learned about werewolves last semester."

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"That may be because you remembered it wrong."

Kyle's expression remained unchanged, "My final exam score was the first in my age, and my scores in all subjects were full marks. I can't remember it wrong."

Fudge pinched the edge of his hat tightly, and his tone became a little impatient.

“But everyone knows that werewolves only transform when the moon is full, not during the day.

If this false news spreads, many people will panic. "

The last sentence is the key point, Kyle cursed in his heart.

But before he could speak, the witch in a pink coat behind Fudge came over.

"Child, I found that you violated the regulations of the Ministry of Magic and used magic outside of school."

Umbridge glanced at Fudge and said in a sweet voice: "According to the regulations, 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 interest, "My child, it's useless to quibble, the Aurors will soon 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. "

Seeing Kyle's shocked look, Umbridge felt very happy. She liked this feeling.

And she is no longer satisfied with her current position. She wants to climb up and gain more rights, so naturally she will not give up any opportunity to please the minister.

Isn't he just a little wizard?

There are things that the minister is not convenient to do, but she is happy to do them for her.

Kyle couldn't pretend anymore and said with a cold face: "You want to fire me?"

"This is a rule of the Ministry of Magic." Umbridge smiled artificially.

During this process, Fudge stood aside and seemed to be very interested in his hat.

Kyle's face became colder and colder, and he squinted his eyes and said, "So what the Ministry of Magic means is that I should have stood there and been bitten by the werewolf, right?"

"You can run." Umbridge showed a false smile: "The stairs are right there. You can run to a crowded place for help. Why use magic?"

Kyle took a deep breath, held the wand tightly in his hand, and resisted the urge to give her an Avatar.

Racing against a werewolf?

Even Lockhart couldn't write such an outrageous plot.

Seeing that 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 again on the stairs. Without even looking at Umbridge, Dumbledore came straight to Kyle and said, "I was just about to go to France. I rushed over as soon as I got the news. Are you injured?" "

"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, expelling students is the right of the principal."

Dumbledore said gently: "If that is what they insist on, 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. There is absolutely nothing wrong with your approach. "

"I'll go too," said Professor Kettleburn.

Hagrid: "Me too."

"And I."

Dean Sacia also stood up. She looked at Umbridge and said in a playful tone: "Ms. Passerby, if that werewolf wakes up, are you willing to have a competition with it to prove your previous statement? Woolen cloth.

If you can escape from it without using magic, Albus has no reason to stop you from expelling this student. "