Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 115 Werewolf

Chris and Diana only stayed at home for one day, and when they returned to the Ministry of Magic early the next morning, they still had a lot to do.

Especially Chris, he has been on a business trip for half a year, and the documents in the ministry are almost piled up.

Kyle, who was alone at home, decided to visit Hagrid.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries in London, in front of an old department store.

Like the Leaky Cauldron, there is also a Muggle expulsion spell here, and they can only see the "Closed for Renovation" sign on the gate and cannot enter.

Kyle found an ugly doll in front of the window and said, "I want to visit a patient."

The doll gave a slight nod and waved its joined fingers, beckoning Kyle to go in.

Much like the partition wall to access Platform 9, access to St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries is through the glass window.

Kyle came to St. Mungo's for the first time. As the most famous hospital in the wizarding world, there are always all kinds of strange patients here.

Not long after entering, Kyle saw an old wizard with a leg on his head, jumping to the information desk of the waiting room and starting to line up.

It's just that his appearance is a bit exaggerated, those people in front of him were stunned, and they all expressed that they could let him come first.

"No, no, you guys come first."

The old wizard was quite polite: "I just feel that my head is a bit heavy, just ask a kind person to help me support my head."

It's just that no one dared to help, not because he was afraid of being blackmailed, but mainly because the leg above his head was not honest, kicking left and right, no one could get close to him.

Finally, a fat blond witch came out of the information desk and took him to another place.

Before leaving, his leg was still swinging from side to side, as if he wanted to kick the witch.

Kyle was going to the biological injury department on the second floor this time, where he met a curly-haired therapist and asked about Hagrid's location from the other party.

"You said that big man, he is in the Janus Tikai ward, just opposite the sample room... Forget it, I'll take you there."

The therapist led Kyle to a brown-red door.

"This is it." Then he opened the door and said, "Ruber Hagrid, someone is here to see you."

"Nan..." An indistinct murmur came from the door.

Kyle walked in.

This is a relatively spacious room with six beds, but only three people are there.

Besides Hagrid, there were two other wizards here, one of them was sleeping, and the other, Kyle, actually knew him.

"Professor Kettleburn... why are you here?"

"Huh?" A bald wizard with a white beard looked at Kyle and asked doubtfully, "Are you... a little wizard from Hogwarts?"

"Yes, professor." Kyle replied, "I'm in the second grade now."

"No wonder..." Professor Kettleburn suddenly said.

He couldn't take the Protection of Magical Creatures class in the second grade, so he hadn't seen Kyle.

"That... why are you here?" Kyle looked at his only remaining arm and half leg.

Fortunately, they are all there. If there is anything less, the professor may retire early.

"It's nothing, I just got bumped by a unicorn before." The old professor casually fiddled with the thick bandages on his body, waved his hands and said, "It's just a scratch, it's okay, you don't want to see Hagrid's, let's go."

Kyle smacked his lips, the horns on the unicorn's forehead are not for decoration, even the scales of the dragon can pierce.

Being hit by that thing...Probably only Professor Kettleburn could be so calm.

But to him, it really wasn't a big deal.

Hagrid was on the right hand side of Professor Kettleburn, and he occupied three beds by himself.

After seeing Kyle, Hagrid's eyes were a little confused.

"You are... Kyle, why are you here, don't you have to go to class?"

"It's summer vacation now, Hagrid." Kyle put a box of wrapped candies on the table next to him and asked, "How are you feeling?"

Of course, he didn't forget to give Professor Kettleburn a copy.

"Is it summer vacation already?"

Hagrid rubbed his head and said, "It feels terrible, I seem to have forgotten a lot of things."

"Mr. Scamander came two days ago, and he said that it will take at least a month of treatment before I can recover these memories."

"I don't want to live here, and I want to pick Harry up."

Hagrid was a little annoyed and tugged at the patient gown that had been pieced together but was still one size smaller.

In order to pick up Harry Potter this year, he has prepared for a full year. What if Dumbledore doesn't let him go because of this matter.

Hagrid couldn't take it.

"It's okay." Kyle comforted him: "It's just the summer vacation, and the owl will send the admission notice in a month and a half, so there's no time left."

"I hope so." Hagrid tugged on his clothes again.

"Be confident, Hagrid, the principal will definitely let you pick up Potter." Kyle handed him a chocolate frog and said, "Eat some chocolate, it should make you feel better."

"Thank you, Kyle." Hagrid sobbed softly, "I didn't expect anyone to come to see me besides Dumbledore."

"Wait... your name is Kyle?"

At this moment, Professor Kettleburn next to him suddenly looked over, "You must have found that unicorn cub."

"Probably." Kyle said with a calm expression, "But Oren returned the cub after seeing the arrival of the Ministry of Magic. It just happened to be thrown into my hand."

"The Ministry of Magic...ha, I didn't expect that group of trash to be reliable."

Professor Kettleburn made no secret of his views on the Ministry of Magic. He looked at Kyle with interest and said, "You are in the second grade this year, right? Are you interested in taking the protection of magical creatures next year?"

"This is the course I'm looking forward to the most, Professor."

The people in the next ward were arguing about something, the voice was very loud, and all the shouting was heard here, but the sleeping person was snoring too loudly, and Kyle couldn't hear what they were arguing about.

After saying goodbye to Hagrid and Professor Kettleburn, Kyle came to the corridor.

Here, the quarreling sound became clearer, and it was accompanied by the sound of things being smashed. It seemed that the patient inside did not want to cooperate and was struggling desperately.

Kyle didn't pay much attention, and after closing the door, he was ready to walk towards the stairs.

"Oh!"

But just when he turned his head, an arm suddenly pierced through the door of the next ward, and it just lay across in front of Kyle.

The arms are covered with gray hair, and the nails at the front end are hook-shaped, and they are black and long.

Before Kyle could realize what was going on, a tall figure smashed the door and ran out from the next room.

The opponent landed on his hind legs, opening and closing his long mouth.

……

This shape... a werewolf?

Kyle couldn't believe his eyes, it's daytime now, why are there werewolves!