Exam week might have been torture for the other young wizards, but Klein barely felt a thing.
After breezing through all his exams, he began focusing on preparing for the upcoming Magic Summit and his internship at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries.
"Both are great places to build my reputation~"
Humming to himself in the empty dormitory, Klein was in a very good mood.
The Magic Summit went without saying. It was where he planned to make his formal debut in the Magical World. The internship at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, on the other hand, was an unexpected bonus.
Come to think of it, Aberdo Hank, the hospital director, really did think highly of him.
Sending a first-year wizard to intern at a renowned hospital would bring immense public scrutiny. The old man, who was always spouting nonsense, had more nerve than Klein had expected.
"In that case, I suppose I'll take this a little more seriously."
After packing his trunk, Klein scratched the edge of his eyebrow and murmured to himself.
How many patients were there at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries?
Even Aberdo Hank himself probably couldn't say.
And there were countless more cases of rare and difficult-to-cure ailments.
With his current knowledge of Potions, he could barely qualify as a healer there, but
what if he added his unique Healing Spells to the mix?
Heh.
By then, Old Master Hank would probably be grinning from ear to ear~
"Buzz!"
Klein was leaning against his bed, lost in thought, when a subtle wave of magic suddenly passed through some mysterious connection and descended upon him.
His expression turned serious, and a trace of coldness flashed in his blue eyes.
"If you spy on me from the shadows, you'll