If there's one thing Umbridge can't stand the most, it's probably that others ignore her.

Because she likes the feeling of being in the limelight and the awe-inspiring gaze of others, she climbed to where she is today step by step.

Now, with just half a step forward, she can sit in the position of deputy minister and become the number two person in the Ministry of Magic.

Those people actually called her "passer-by from the Ministry of Magic", didn't they know who she was?

Umbridge couldn't accept the insult anyway, and her whole body trembled with anger.

"I'm Dolores Umbridge!" Umbridge said in a high-pitched voice, "Director of the Law Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic, one of the members of the Wizengamot!" ”

"So you're a director." Kyle looked a little uneasy, moving his feet slightly. "So, you can take responsibility for what you just said, right?"

Umbridge held his head high, "......"

"Ahem, I don't think Dolores meant that."

Fudge interrupted Umbridge with a dry cough and interjected, "She's just too worried about that kid, after all, the little wizard shouldn't try to defeat the werewolves when he sees them, and running away is the wisest choice." ”

"Of course, I couldn't agree more, Connelly."

Dumbledore nodded earnestly, "Then the expulsion she just said ......"

"Of course it's a joke, the Ministry of Magic isn't going to fire a little hero who just saved a lot of people."

Fudge snorted, "Dolores just wanted to remind that kid in this way so that he wouldn't be so reckless next time, right......?"

Fudge glanced vaguely to the side.

Umbridge understood at once, and with a smirk, she continued in her sweet voice, "Yes Minister, I'm honored that you understand what I mean.

The current little wizards are too inflated, and they are just lucky enough to get a good score in the exam, so arrogant that they think they can deal with werewolves?

He needs to have a long memory, know what to do and what not to do, so that he can live longer. ”

"I'll remember, ma'am." Kyle also had a smirk on his face, "Besides, at your age, you really look young in such clothes." ”

Umbridge glanced down at her pink cardigan, didn't think much of it, thought Kyle was complimenting her, and walked away with her head held high.

The corners of Dean Sathya's mouth curled slightly, and he glanced at Kyle with interest.

She could tell that the kid was mocking the Ministry of Magic official for pretending to be tender.

But it's also true.

Soon, the Aurors returned.

"Rufus, how's it going?" Fudge asked.

"It's a werewolf." Scrimgeour whispered, "And he only moved into St. Mungo's yesterday." ”

"It's really a werewolf...... "Fudge frowned, pinching his hat a little anxiously.

He couldn't imagine how much panic it would cause if the news of a werewolf being able to transform during the day got out.

He, the Minister of Magic, will definitely be under fire then.

No, this must not be passed on.

Fudge's eyes slowly began to harden, as if he had an idea.

"Mr. Minister, I'll send this child to rest first."

At this time, Dean Sathia walked over, and she pointed to a young healer next to her and said, "Aurors can come to Hiberkrate if you have any questions, and he will fully cooperate with you." ”

Fudge looked at her, then at Dumbledore, and nodded, "Oh, it's okay, you guys go quickly." ”

"Then it's out of company."

……

On the sixth floor of St. Mungo, there is a tea room and shop.

Abbot Sathya takes Kyle and Dumbledore to a cubicle and orders them each a cup of tea.

Dumbledore took a sip and said with some surprise, "It's my favorite taste, I thought you had forgotten." ”

"Five sugar cubes, I've always remembered."

Dean Sasya said lightly: "If nothing else, our Mr. Minister will probably take that werewolf away." ”

Dumbledore put down the cup in his hand, "Connelly is like that sometimes, it's too nervous when it comes to things. ”

"Forget it, I'll tell you what I know first."

Dean Sasya continued, "The man came to St. Mungo yesterday afternoon on the grounds that he had been scratched by a werewolf, but out of caution, the healers placed him in a special ward and was under the supervision of a special person.

Last night happened to be the night of the full moon, and he didn't turn into a werewolf at that time, so he was transferred to the general ward. ”

St. Mungo's has a well-established process, and in a special case like a werewolf, he will definitely not live with anyone else unless it can be determined that he is not infected.

That's why the werewolf would run out of the neighborhood.

Kyle nodded in understanding.

A werewolf who is fine on a full moon night, but transforms into a daytime...... This is indeed a bit unbelievable, and I guess those therapists didn't expect this to happen.

"Is this a mutation?" Kyle asked.

"Probably not."

Dean Sasya's face was a little serious, "When I came here just now, I smelled a very special smell of potion from the blood of that werewolf. ”

"Potions?"

"Yes, and it's a lot like a wolf poison potion." Dean Sasya frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "But unlike the normal wolf poison potion, there is more howling grass in it...... There are some other things. ”

Howling Grass......

Kyle knows this.

It's like there is a branch of black magic in spells, and there is also a branch of herbology...... Howling grass is one of them.

Except for those poisons with curses, normal potions don't use them at all.

Suffice it to say, if the Aurors had detected the ingredients of the howling grass in a potion, the wizard in possession of the potion would have to go to Azkaban for at least a year.

Kyle looked at Dean Sathya across from him and exclaimed, "Just by smelling it, you can tell what potion he has drunk?" ”

"Wolf poison potion and howling grass are special." Sathya explains, "They can imprenate the soul, so they stay longer. ”

"Kyle, you probably don't know it, but Pegasus is one of the greatest pharmacists of the last two hundred years."

At this point, Dumbledore leaned over to Kyle and whispered, "I've always wanted her to come to Hogwarts to teach Potions, but she thinks St. Mungo needs her more. ”

Although Dumbledore deliberately kept his voice down, in this small cubicle, no matter how low his voice was, it was useless.

Albus ...... What are you talking about? ”

Dean Sasya said helplessly, "Slughorn is also one of the greatest pharmacists...... And the young man named Snape, who was not much less talented than me. ”

"It's different, Pegasos." Dumbledore took a sip of black tea and said quietly, "There are never too many good professors." ”

………

(End of chapter)