Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

“vomit–”

A disgusting sound of retching echoed in the ward, attracting the side glances of passers-by.

Because the sound came from a group of big men in suits. They were as strong as cows, but they were like a bumper car, sitting around and retching in shame.

This contrast made even the sweeper shake his head in disgust.

“What a shame.”

The president, who was mixed in among them, barely stood up straight. He was extremely lucky that he had brought a group of bodyguards with him——

Not to guard against Tver and the others, but to block his nationally famous face!

As the president of a country, it is certainly impossible for him to be taken to a hospital in New York by a wizard alone.

But out of trust in Tver, he brought a minimal team to “enjoy” the magic of magic.

Yes, that’s what he told his elite security forces and assistants!

As a result, the group of people were invariably disgusted by the weird feeling of Apparating for the first time.

“Mr. President, I have to say, this feeling of stuffing me into a toothpaste tube and squeezing it out is even more disgusting than when I flew a fighter jet.” A bodyguard said helplessly.

“Obviously those wizards said they just need to get used to it…”

The president straightened his somewhat messy suit, touched the corners of his mouth to make sure there were no traces of shame, then put a standard smile on his pale face and walked into the ward next to him.

Several wizards in green robes who looked like doctors were discussing something in a low voice around the hospital bed. Tver pulled Bosid behind him and asked questions from time to time, while Babajid looked at the man lying on the hospital bed with a look of relief. people.

“This must be Mr. Cruze Cerrone!”

The president strode forward and enthusiastically held… Well, Cruz’s body was covered with dense small wounds. His whole body seemed to be in pieces, and there was no place for people to touch him!

“Uh, aren’t you talking about hundreds of wounds? There are fifty on the arm alone?!” the president asked in surprise.

One of the therapists raised his eyes slightly and glanced at him flatly.

“Hundreds of wounds refer to wounds that can be fatal. In comparison, these are just insignificant injuries.”

Tver looked at the president with a smile on his face, his mouth wide open in surprise.

Even though Cruze is in high spirits right now, his injury is actually more serious than he thought!

The disembodied body is not simply cut off, but a part of the body is left in place.

In other words, these large and small wounds were all caused by him losing the flesh and blood inside!

Therefore, simple hemostasis can no longer treat such serious injuries. What he and the therapists are discussing is how to make up for the missing flesh and blood.

For the magic world, although this treatment method is troublesome, it is still available.

only……

Tver looked at Cruz’s left arm hidden under the quilt with some sadness. The forearm was obviously missing.

This kind of damage is similar to Moody’s feet and eyes. Unless the severed limbs can be found in time, no matter how skilled the therapist is, they will not be able to make up for it.

The amputated limb had apparently disappeared with the plane.

“This is the best outcome.”

Seeing the sad expressions on Tver’s and others’ faces, Cruz still said cheerfully even though he was still a little weak.

“Do you understand the value of apparating with more than two hundred people? I have at least set a world record, and no one can even break it in the future!”

He raised his left arm proudly, but the pain caused him to grin.

The therapist who just spoke obviously had a different status. She unceremoniously stuffed a bottle of magic potion into Cruz’s mouth.

“If your body is strong enough, your magic power is sufficient, you are even proficient in spell casting skills, and you have to be blessed by the goddess of luck, if any of the four conditions is missing, you will die as early as the moment of Apparition. Got it!”

“Hey, I’m lucky to have survived, and I saved more than two hundred people, so I made a lot of money!” Cruz didn’t dare to disobey, and obediently swallowed the potion with an extremely weird taste.

After finishing the drink, he looked at the therapist with saliva, “And Goddess of Luck is not as important as your favor.”

Mr. President didn’t know whether he had no vision or simply couldn’t wait. He loudly said with a strong sense of presence: “Yes, Mr. Cruz saved the lives of more than two hundred people and arrested a heinous criminal. This is worthy of all the United States.” Citizens are thankful for the excellent, er, wizards!”

“Although it’s a bit rude, I still want to ask…” Cruz frowned displeased.

“Who are you?”

The president was visibly embarrassed for a second, but it quickly disappeared.

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“I am the current president of the United States. I have come here specifically to express my gratitude to you on behalf of all the rescued people.”

“Mr. President,” the dedicated assistant appeared at the door again, “those people who were rescued on the plane would like to come over and express their gratitude to Mr. Cruz.”

“Let them come in soon,” Cruz sat up excitedly regardless of the pain in his body, “I should express my gratitude to them!”

Seeing everyone’s confusion, he quickly explained: “In that case, I had no way to control the location of the Apparition, so I could only lead everyone to a deserted mountain range.”

“But they did not give up rescuing me. Instead, one by one, they carried me to a farm in relays, and then they used what should be a train to take me to the hospital, which happened to be a hospital with a wizard.”

“Otherwise, I would have lost too much blood and would never wake up, and…”

Thinking of that kind of life and death situation, the open-minded Cruz still held the therapist’s hand with some fear.

“I’ll never see you again.”

Sensing that the atmosphere in the ward was gradually getting a little different, and thinking that the group of passengers who had narrowly escaped death would be coming later, Tver coughed twice.

“I’ll leave it to Mr. Cruz here. There should be something else that the President would like to discuss with Mr. Babajide.”

Being told what he meant, the president was stunned for a moment. Seeing everyone staring at him, he had no choice but to nod helplessly.

“That’s right, we won’t disturb Mr. Cruz’s rest.”

He also thought about continuing to show off here, preferably by taking one or two photos, so that he could gain fame.

Unexpectedly, Tver directly exposed this little idea…

“There is an empty ward next door and I need to arrange it…”

“No,” Tver interrupted the assistant, “we have very few things to talk about.”

“Right, Mr. President?”

This time, the initiative is in his hands!