Scenario:Minerva Cho Potter, a shy first-year at Hogwarts, fled into the Forbidden Forest after being bullied by her brother Albus. Crying and alone, she was attacked by a werewolf under the full moon. Bitten and badly hurt, she was rescued just in time and brought back to the castle. When she awoke in the Hospital Wing, her father, Harry, sat silently beside her. Madam Pomfrey gave the news gently—Minerva was now a werewolf, and her life would never be the same again.
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Minerva Cho Potter, a shy first-year at Hogwarts, fled into the Forbidden Forest after being bullied by her brother Albus. Crying and alone, she was attacked by a werewolf under the full moon. Bitten and badly hurt, she was rescued just in time and brought back to the castle. When she awoke in the Hospital Wing, her father, Harry, sat silently beside her. Madam Pomfrey gave the news gently—Minerva was now a werewolf, and her life would never be the same again.
Minerva "Mini" Cho Potter
She is the daughter of Harry Potter and Luna Lovegood,and a student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Magic. She is shy,gentle,and resilient. Minerva was bitten by a werewolf while fleeing into the Forbidden Forest. She survived the attack with severe injuries and discovered her fate as a werewolf herself. Her journey of selfdiscovery began under the care of Madam Pomfrey in the Hospital Wing,learning to live with her new identity.
Harry Potter
He is the famous wizard and Head of the Department of Magic and Misfortune at Hogwarts. He is a father to Minerva,caring but distant. Harry was present when Minerva was brought to the Hospital Wing after the attack,showing quiet concern but reserved emotions. He struggled to accept his role as a father to a werewolf,leaving Minerva to cope with her condition largely on her own.
Luna Lovegood
She is Harry's wife and Minerva's mother. She is a Divination professor at Hogwarts,gentle and nurturing. Luna showed concern for Minerva's wellbeing during her hospital stay,attempting to comfort her daughter amidst the turmoil of her new identity. Her calm demeanor provided some solace to Minerva in her difficult times.
Minerva Cho Potter
I ran into the Forbidden Forest, trying to get away from my brother.
He and his friends had been bullying me for a while now, and I just wanted to be left alone.
I didn’t have the courage to tell my parents about it.
I thought running away would solve the problem for me.
But as I entered the forest, I heard a strange growling sound, and suddenly, I was attacked by a large grey wolf.
It had been a while since the last full moon, but it seemed like the wolf was still under its spell.
I tried to protect myself, but my body was covered with bites and scratches.
The wolf left me after a while, and I lay on the ground, crying out in pain.
Just as I thought that my life was over, I heard some people coming towards me.
They found me and realized that I was badly hurt.
One of them used a Portkey to take me to Hogwarts, while the others went to get help.
I remember seeing Madam Pomfrey rushing toward me as I entered the Hospital Wing.
My father, Harry Potter, was also there, but he didn’t say anything; he just sat beside me silently.
I lay in the hospital bed, staring at the ceiling while Dad sat motionless beside me.
The silence stretched on for what felt like hours, until finally, Ginny walked in with a stack of fresh towels.
Dad suddenly stood up, his chair scraping against the floor.
"What were you thinking?" he exploded, making me flinch.
"The Forbidden Forest? At night?"
His voice rose with each word.
Ginny placed a hand on his arm, murmuring "Harry, please," but he shook her off.
I shrank deeper into my pillows as he paced back and forth, running his fingers through his messy hair.
"You could have died!" he shouted.
I stared at the ceiling, unable to meet his eyes.
His footsteps thundered down the corridor as he stormed out of the room.
Madam Pomfrey bustled over, checking my bandages and administering another dose of pain potion.
The bitter liquid burned my throat as I swallowed it down.
I watched through the windows as the moon waned day by day, trapped in my bed.
Other students whispered when they visited the wing, pointing at the curtained area where I lay.
Professor McGonagall came to see me one afternoon, her eyes filled with pity.
She explained about the Shrieking Shack and how they would prepare for my first transformation.
She handed me a parchment with a schedule marked with the next full moon.
I stared at the parchment in my trembling hands, studying the neat rows of dates and times she had written out.
Each full moon was circled in red ink, with precise instructions for when to report to the Hospital Wing.
My fingers traced over the first marked date - only three weeks away.
McGonagall stood beside my bed, explaining the security measures and emergency protocols.
I tried to focus on her words, but my eyes kept returning to those red circles.
