Chapter 314 Shirley: Rolf, let me check your body!
Wearing a mask and gloves, Rove held a knife in his hand and quickly dissected the werewolf's body.
At his feet, there were bottles of various sizes filled with various kinds of blood.
Not far away, there were several Aurors who had been rushing around for a while. They all looked at Rove. Their faces and eyes seemed to be carved out of the same mold.
That is... fear!
The fear of teenagers!
Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, was the only wizard standing by Rove's side. While he was inspecting the body, he was observing the boy...
He was dissecting the werewolf's corpse with a focused look and a calm demeanor that was completely different from that of a thirteen-year-old child... This mental quality was simply terrifying.
Scamander is a monster!
Including Newt!!
Minister Fudge walked over slowly, followed by Umbridge. He stopped without getting close to the werewolf corpse, as if he was afraid that if he was contaminated by the blood, he would also turn into a werewolf.
Fudge covered his nose and asked in a thick nasal voice: "Rufus, what do you say?"
Scrimgeour turned around and walked towards Fudge. He whispered:
"Minister, the identity of the dead werewolf has been determined. The dead werewolf is Fenrir Greyback."
Hearing this familiar name, Fudge was extremely panicked at first, but soon his face was filled with ecstasy. "Are you sure it's him?"
Fenrir Greyback was a vicious werewolf who committed countless crimes. The Ministry of Magic has been hunting him down, but without success... I didn't expect that he would die here.
If the news of Greyback's death were made public, it would be enough to instantly reverse the negative image of the Ministry of Magic after Peter escaped.
But Fudge quickly became confused again: "How come Greyback is here?"
"Someone put a bounty on Scamander in Knockturn Alley, and Greyback came to attack him." Scrimgeour explained:
"Fanny Atem was Greyback's accomplice, and her body was also found nearby."
The director of the Auror Office hesitated for a moment and continued: "Both of them were killed by Scamander."
Fudge stared at Scrimgeour in disbelief, as if he was speaking a completely foreign language.
"You mean, Rolf killed them both by himself?!"
"Yes, Minister." Scrimgeour confirmed: "There was also a Death Eater named Gibbon, who was also an accomplice...but he escaped."
Fudge was stunned, with a complex look on his fat face, mixed with shock and suspicion.
Scrimgeour sighed secretly. To be honest, when he heard the news for the first time, his expression was even more exciting than Fudge's.
How could a thirteen-year-old wizard survive at the hands of three dark wizards?
But not only did Rolf survive and protect the two girls from harm, he also killed them both on his own... one of them was a werewolf with a history of evil.
This achievement is so shocking that it sounds like a fantasy.
But that’s the fact. After all, the body is lying there, you have to believe it!
Fudge took a deep breath and tried his best not to make his gaffe too obvious, but he still found it difficult to accept this statement.
"I remember the Ministry of Magic sent Aurors here for protection, right?" Fudge suddenly asked, "What did he say?"
"Burke has been sacrificed." Scrimgeour sighed: "He was hit by the killing curse, and most of his body was eaten by Greyback."
Fudge became even more speechless. The Auror of the Ministry of Magic couldn't compare to a teenager?
Scrimgeour seemed to know what Fudge was thinking, and he reminded:
"Minister, Scamander stopped Quirrell from stealing the Philosopher's Stone, and also captured Peter... He is a genius, and he is friends with Nico Flamel... He cannot be treated like a child."
"I understand." Fudge sighed. Genius cannot be measured by common sense, just like Dumbledore.
His face turned ugly and he asked hurriedly:
"How is Rolf doing now? He fought with a werewolf and was he bitten?"
Scrimgeour pointed at the boy who was still dissecting and said jokingly:
"Mr. Minister, do you think he looks injured?"
"..."
"Instead of worrying about whether Scamander is injured," Scrimgeour lowered his voice: "It is better to consider whether to stop him and continue to dissect Greyback.
Otherwise, he may end up leaving only a layer of wolf skin for the Ministry of Magic."
"..."
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Rove's anatomy plan was quickly stopped, which made him somewhat regretful.
The boy actually wanted to collect Greyback's body. As a werewolf, whether it was hair or flesh, he was of great research value.
But Greyback is a criminal registered with the Ministry of Magic, not a simple magical creature, so even if Rolf kills him, he cannot keep it in his hands.
After the autopsy, Rove was questioned by Fudge again, but did not give much valuable information.
After all, he didn't recognize the mysterious wizard wearing a robe.
After returning to the house, Luofu took a shower again to get rid of the fishy smell from his body, then put on his pajamas and walked back to his room.
The corridor was very quiet, it was already midnight, and at this time, Shirley and Hermione should have fallen asleep.
But after he opened the door, he was stunned.
In the room, two girls were sitting opposite each other with a desk lamp separated them. One was reading a book, and the other was holding Crookshanks, staring eagerly.
Rolf turned his head and glanced at the corridor to make sure he didn't accidentally touch Shirley or Hermione's room... This was his room!
"Aren't you two asleep yet?" Luofu asked curiously.
"There was an attack tonight, how can I still sleep!" Hermione muttered.
"It's okay. Fudge has left five Aurors who will always be guarding the community." Rove walked into the house and comforted him: "Besides, I'm still here."
The two girls didn't say anything, and Luofu raised his eyebrows and said, "You just say what you want, why are you still hesitating?"
"Rolph, have you been bitten by a werewolf?" Hermione asked cautiously.
"No." Rolf shook his head.
"Have you checked it carefully?" Shirley asked cautiously: "What if there are wounds on the body?"
"Yes, I just checked the book." Hermione said seriously: "According to the book, after being bitten by a deformed werewolf, the person bitten will also be infected with lycanthropy and eventually become a werewolf."
"I know……"
"Then don't take it seriously!" Hermione said seriously with a stern face: "How many minor illnesses turn into big problems just because you don't care about them.
I asked my neighbor to get vaccinated but she refused. One day she was bitten by a dog and died of rabies.
I also have a classmate from elementary school who had a long-term cold and didn’t get better. She didn’t go to the hospital for a check-up, and then she suffered a cerebral infarction. And..."
"..." You are Conan, right? People around you always die mysteriously?
Seeing that Hermione was still going to make a long speech, Rolf quickly interrupted: "What do you two want to do? Just tell me."
The two girls looked at each other. Hermione, who was more aggressive and bold, didn't dare to speak. In the end, it was the girl with the ponytail who took the initiative:
"We both want to help you check your body...you...take off your clothes."
"..."
"No need, right?" Luo Fu couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "I'll check it myself later."
"Can you check the blind spot on the back?" Hermione asked.
"..."
"But there's no need to trouble you two." Luofu insisted.
"Why are you so shy? You told me before that there is no gender in the eyes of veterinarians." Shirley retorted softly.
Although the girl said this, her cheeks were still blushing.
"Thank you for applying what you've learned, Shirley." Luo Fu backed away: "But it's really not necessary."
The two girls stood up and chased after the boy.
"You two, don't come over here... Hey, just check the back. I can do other parts myself."
