Thank you all so much

It was only then that the people in the Great Hall realized what was happening.

What did they just hear... Werewolf out of control?

Even freshmen, after a year of learning, clearly understand how terrifying Werewolf.

It was mentioned when learning the Werewolf Code of Conduct that it is a 5X level Werewolf, who, after transforming, is fierce, agile, and extremely strong, posing a deadly danger to wizards.

Even many adult wizards, and even Ministry of Magic Hit Wizard, cannot deal with Werewolf; that has always been the job of the Auror.

They simply couldn't fathom how Kyle had managed to do it...

At the Gryffindor dining table, Ron and Harry were already staring wide-eyed.

They've had this expression ever since the truth came out.

They're still memorizing the Werewolf behavior rules, while Kyle can already tear Werewolf apart with his bare hands. The difference is just too big.

Hermione was a little better off; she had considered that Kyle might be the one to receive the medal, so she wasn't too surprised.

Regardless of what others thought, Dumbledore, High Table, had already taken and opened the box that Dougal McPhail had handed him.

Inside was an exquisite gold medal and a purple ribbon.

The ribbon colors for the different ranks of the Order of Merlin are also different: green for the first rank, purple for the second rank, and white for the third rank.

However, this thing must be a standard-issue one, as it looked a bit too big on Kyle, almost slinging diagonally from his left shoulder to his calf.

If this were red... that would be so festive.

Dumbledore and instantly transformed it into the appropriate size.

"Thank you for everything, child." Dumbledore solemnly handed the gold medal to Kyle.

"Thank you for your guidance, Professor." Kyle extended his hand and gave Dumbledore light handshake.

If someone were standing outside the Great Hall right now, they might think there had been an explosion.

The cheers from the four houses rose higher and higher. At the Hufflepuff table, Mikel and Ryan stood on their stools and cheered loudly, eager to tell everyone that Kyle was their roommate.

Even the usually composed Cedric and Kanna were jumping up and down excitedly around the dining table.

Dumbledore did not interrupt them this time.

The deafening cheers only gradually subsided when everyone's hands were numb from clapping and their voices were hoarse from shouting.

"As the Headmaster of Hogwarts..." Dumbledore continued, "I will award Hufflepuff House two hundred points, and Kyle will once again receive the Special Award for Services to the School."

The crowd, which had just quieted down, became noisy again.

The Great Hall was restored to its original state, but Gryffindor felt any regret.

Just like Harry and his friends added 150 points to Gryffindor, Kyle's addition of points this time is perfectly reasonable.

Some people even felt that 200 points was too little; that was the Order of Merlin, a second-class medal... at least 500 points should have been added.

Headmaster Dumbledore is too stingy.

At the end of the ceremony, Dumbledore had Kyle stand in his place and deliver a speech.

Kyle cleared his throat.

"Then I'll just say a few words..."

Because he was in a hurry to eat, Kyle didn't launch into a long speech; he simply offered some suggestions on improving study efficiency and promoting a harmonious Hogwarts campus.

However, most students were not interested in this, and only a small number listened attentively to the end.

For example, Hermione not only listened very attentively, but also wrote down every single word.

And Neville... He wanted to write it down too, but after writing the first sentence, he forgot everything else.

At the end of his speech, Kyle also mentioned a small wish.

He hoped that there would be no more casualties among the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts next year, and that they could all live to see the end of the next school year.

Everyone chuckled knowingly, even the visiting wizards couldn't help but shake their heads with amusement.

It's no secret in the Wizarding World that Hogwarts ' Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts have had accidents every year, so of course they know it.

This time of year is also when Dumbledore popular.

He was like a stinking Mountain Troll, unpleasant and unwelcome, always met with closed doors wherever he went.

To avoid a visit from Dumbledore, some people would even flee to other countries before Hogwarts even started its holiday, and then stay there until the start of the new school year in September before returning.

"Oh, looks like we'd better hurry back, or we'll be in trouble if he gets on our good side."

Mike Phil chuckled and half-jokingly said to Sacia sitting next to him, "I'm too old. I'm fine with awarding medals, but I'd rather not be a professor."

"That's right, this job is extremely dangerous."

Sacia chuckled softly, covering her mouth. "We were even thinking about whether to prepare a separate area for the defense professors."

Beside him, Dumbledore blushed and glared at Kyle with annoyance.

This little rascal, why are you saying all this!

After Kyle finished speaking, the banquet, which had been delayed for a long time, finally began.

Kyle, back at the Hufflepuff table, became the center of attention, with young wizards constantly coming to congratulate him on receiving the Order of Merlin.

Kyle barely ate any rice, but he was almost full from drinking Pumpkin Juice.

"You actually kept this from us..."

After a long while, the congratulatory crowd gradually dispersed. Cedric said with a stern face, "Before this, we didn't even know you had been to St Mungo's!"

"I didn't even know I could actually get the Order of Merlin," Kyle explained. "Besides, it's all over now, and telling you would only make you worry."

"That's not right. We're friends," Kanna said, wrinkling her nose. "Isn't it normal to worry about your friends?"

"That's right, so even if you say that, I can't forgive you," Cedric said coldly. "Unless you swear you won't hide anything from us when we're in danger again!"

"That's going too far," Kyle, giving him a disapproving look. "It's as if I'm constantly in danger."

"Hmm...isn't that right?" Cedric raised an eyebrow.

"Besides St Mungo's's... the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts incidents of the past two years are also related to you. And, you always disappear during Quidditch Match, and..."

"Alright, I promise!" Kyle quickly interrupted him, saying decisively, "I swear on Dumbledore's beard!"

Cedric then smiled again.

"That's more like it... Congratulations on receiving the Order of Merlin." He raised a glass of Pumpkin Juice.

"Congratulations!" Kanna also raised her glass.

Seeing the cups in their hands, which were much larger than the others' and filled to the brim with Pumpkin Juice, Kyle's face turned green, and he felt a wave of nausea wash over him.

"You did this on purpose, didn't you!"

"Hahaha!"

Cedric then burst into laughter, "Who told you to keep it from us? This is your punishment."

Kanna laughed too, "But since you won the House Cup back for us, we'll allow you to drink it later."

"Hehe..." Kyle rubbed his stomach.

"Thank you so much!"