Dean Sasya was silent for a moment, not continuing the topic.

"Let's get down to business." She looked at Dumbledore and said, "I suspect that someone is making a potion that can affect the transformation of werewolves, and the one I encountered today is probably deliberately put on St. Mungo."

I don't know if he did it for a reason, maybe it was to test the efficacy, or maybe it was to create panic.

But either way, this behavior is undoubtedly a blasphemy against St. Mungo, and I will find that person out. ”

"Need help?" Dumbledore said, "I happen to know a werewolf friend. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, but no, I have some friendship with a werewolf clan." Dean Sasya mused, "It's enough to have them. ”

Dean Sathya's eyes were cold, that person dared to do such a thing in Saint Mungo, he had already touched her bottom line.

Thankfully, nothing happened today, otherwise, St. Mungo's face would have been really embarrassed.

She needs to let others know that pharmacists have a temper too.

I don't know if it's intentional, but during the conversation, neither of them mentioned the Ministry of Magic.

Rejected Dumbledore didn't say anything more.

A werewolf race...... It really doesn't make a difference if there is one more or one less.

"And one last thing, and that's about compensation."

Kyle sat forward unconsciously...... He's been waiting for this since just now.

"I'm sorry that our mistake has caused you to encounter such a dangerous thing, and St. Mungo will take full responsibility for it."

Dean Sasya thought for a moment and said, "One thousand Galleons, this is our compensation to you, and I hope you can forgive us for our mistakes." ”

"Also, for keeping the werewolves from committing murder and preserving St. Mungo's reputation, we will reward you with another two thousand Galleons."

Is it 3,000 Galleons in total?

Kyle raised an eyebrow, a little less than he thought, to be honest.

It's no exaggeration to say that the first few seconds he encountered the werewolf were more dangerous than when he faced Oron in the Forbidden Forest.

From the time he took the wand to the time he released the first softening spell, it was only about a second, and he had already been bitten if he made the slightest mistake in between.

In the event of such a fatal thing, it is indeed not much to pay only 3,000 Galleons.

But for the sake of the other party and Dumbledore's acquaintance, plus the fact that he had just spoken to himself...... Three thousand is three thousand, Dumbledore's face still has to be given.

And Kyle is also thin-skinned.

Everyone had said this, and he was too embarrassed to open his mouth and ask for the remaining 997,000 Galleons.

Kyle nodded, and was about to agree, but listened to Dean Sathya continue.

"And, the Order of the Order of Merlin!"

"What......" Kyle didn't react for a moment, he thought he had misheard.

"Order of the Order of the Order of Merlin." Dean Sasya repeated it again, and she smiled, "I will personally nominate for you, but in the end, whether it will be the second or third level, I dare not guarantee." ”

That's what she's really compensating for...... Or rather, thanks.

In her opinion, the lives of those patients are more important than St. Mungo's reputation.

On the entire second floor, there were almost fifty patients lying in bed, and if a werewolf broke into the room at this time, they would be powerless to resist.

Kyle can be said to have indirectly saved the lives of fifty wizards, and this kind of behavior is completely worthy of a Sir Merlin Order.

It's his age...... Dean Sathya frowned.

Kyle was too young, not yet twelve, and if he was older, even if he was just an adult, there would be no problem with earning a second-class medal.

But now she can only try to fight for it.

Dean Sathya looked at Kyle and asked, "How is it, are you still satisfied?" ”

"Of course, I'm satisfied." Kyle laughed, "But ...... Can I swap Galleons for something else? ”

"Oh, what do you want to swap it for."

"Potions of equal value." Kyle blurted out, "If I could, I think you made it, whatever kind of it is." ”

This answer surprised Dean Sathya, and she subconsciously asked, "Why do you want to change it to a potion?" ”

"Because I love Potions class." Kyle said without thinking, "With a bottle of the master's work by my side, I can always know my shortcomings." ”

"Poof......

Next to him, Dumbledore, who was drinking black tea, suddenly choked and almost dropped his cup to the ground.

He wiped his wet beard, "Sorry, the tea is a little hot." ”

Kyle didn't look like he saw it, his face remained unchanged, and he continued, "And I'm also a little selfish, the work of a potions master, its value is much higher than that of the corresponding Garon. ”

“…… OK. ”

Dean Sathya agreed without much thought, "I'll make the potions that need to be learned in each of the seven grades.

But I don't know what they're worth, maybe a lot less than three thousand Galleons, are you sure? ”

"OK, OK." Kyle nodded repeatedly.

It was also on the spot, that he thought of replacing Garon with a potion.

The main thing is that he is not short of Galleons now, even if there are three thousand more, it is just to be put in Gringotts to eat ashes.

It might as well be something else.

Listening to what Dumbledore just meant, the dean's potion level seemed to be a little stronger than Slughorn's.

It's a rare opportunity, this kind of potions master's work, if you miss it, you really don't have it.

After the matter was finished, several people also left the compartment of the tea room.

The people from the Ministry of Magic are still down there, and they're still here to help, and Sathasia, as the head of St. Mungo's, can't keep asking.

And in the original ward of the werewolf on the second floor, there were also two people injured, although both of them were lucky and were not bitten, but she also needed to go over and take a look.

As the group made their way up the stairs to the fifth floor, Kyle saw the round-faced boy again.

He was still standing around the corner of the stairs with the lunch box, but this time, there was an extra person behind him, who seemed to be his grandmother by his age.

The other party was wearing a long dress, holding a large red handbag, and on his head was a hat with a specimen of vultures.

St. Mungo's round-faced boy, plus an old lady in a bald hat...... Kyle probably knows who they are.

"Speak, Neville!"

Seeing Kyle's group, Lady Augusta shoved the boy from behind.

The boy hurriedly put the lunch box aside, walked up to Kyle and said nervously, "Thank you, thank you for saving me...... I, I just now, was so scared, I'm sorry. ”

"It's okay, I can understand that." Kyle looked at him and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Neville, Neville Longbottom."

(End of chapter)