Chapter 117: Expelled?
The team from St. Mungo's arrived swiftly.
Several witches in Healer robes, wands at the ready, rushed in alarm to the second floor.
"Merlin's beard... a werewolf! What on earth is happening here?" exclaimed an older witch, clutching her chest in disbelief.
"That's what we'd like to know," said Professor Kettleburn, stepping forward with a stern expression. "It nearly attacked two young wizards, right here at St. Mungo's. Ha, this has to be the biggest scandal in the wizarding world."
"Sir... we..." A middle-aged wizard wiped the sweat from his forehead, looking anxious. "There must be some misunderstanding here. We'll certainly get to the bottom of this."
"Misunderstanding?" Kyle scoffed. "That's your explanation?"
If he hadn't reacted quickly, along with the presence of two other professors nearby, who knows what this incident could have turned into? Even if he was lucky enough to escape, what about that boy? And all the patients in the nearby rooms—could they have all escaped?
"I'll be reporting today's events to the Ministry of Magic," Kyle said coldly. "If there is any misunderstanding, let them investigate."
"The Ministry of Magic... this..."
"There's no need!"
At that moment, a tall, thin witch with a serious demeanor stepped out from the crowd. She cast a sharp look at the middle-aged wizard, who immediately averted his eyes.