I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Standing at the door of the Potions class, Rove and Shirley had two glass bottles filled with potions on their heads.

Snape didn't find a suitable cauldron, but he used this instead, and he felt that the effect was better, so he said with satisfaction:

"If the bottle is broken or the potion is spilled, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw's house points will be deducted!"

Snape dragged his robe like a giant bat, walked towards the classroom, and left a last sentence:

"Mr. Scamander and Miss Swinton...you two are here to enjoy Valentine's Day."

Rove was thick-skinned and didn't respond, but the girl was thin-skinned and blushed immediately.

When Snape walked into the classroom, a Bowtruckle slipped out of Rove's collar.

It stood on the boy's shoulders, ran briskly, jumped high, ejected upwards, and then, like an ape, climbed to the shelf on the wall where the oil lamp was fixed.

The Bowtruckle sat sideways on the shelf, its vine-like arms suddenly extended, hooking up the two bottles, making them hang slightly in the air, away from the boys and girls' heads.

Rove twisted his neck and whispered, "Thank you, Groot."

Xue Li also raised her head and thanked her. The girl rubbed her hot cheeks again, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Rove, I got you into trouble."

"It has nothing to do with you, you just had bad luck, and you happened to hit the muzzle of the gun." Rove comforted: "Besides, it's just a standing penalty, and it's not a big deal."

Shirley hummed lightly, then she suddenly took out the love letter greeting card and folded it into a paper airplane.

"Don't you see who sent it?" Rove asked.

"Whoever sent it to him." The ponytailed girl gave her right hand lightly, and threw the paper airplane out. It drew an arc in mid-air, and finally fell into the trash can.

"I wouldn't like it anyway, there's no need to see it at all."

"Is that so?"

"Isn't that so?" When Xue Li was puzzled, her eyes were particularly bright. She tilted her head slightly, stared at the boy and asked:

"So...you have read all the love letters and greeting cards you received today, and are you still planning to reply?"

"Nothing, how can I be so free and boring!"

Rove took out a stack of greeting cards from his pocket. He thought for a while and said, "If you're idle, you're idle. Let's make origami airplanes. Let's compare whose paper airplane can fly farthest. How about it?"

The girl with the ponytail blinked her beautiful eyes, and the willow-leaf eyebrows that were originally raised were quietly relieved, and a very warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Rove stared at Shirley's more delicate and beautiful profile and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Am I laughing?"

"Laughed!"

"Okay... don't tell me, I won't tell you!"

Shirley smiled brightly. She reached out and grabbed a love letter from Rove, quickly folded it into a paper airplane, and threw it out. The girl grinned and said:

"Fly!"

The paper airplane made a half-circle in mid-air, but finally turned and flew towards the Potions classroom.

"..."

At this moment, another dwarf ran into the corridor in the distance, and Rove quickly pulled out his wand, preparing to shut him up.

Fortunately, the dwarf was not sending love letters to Rove and Shirley, and the two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The dwarf strode into the Potions classroom, when he heard Professor Snape growl, "Get out!"

The dwarf looked at the wand in Snape's hand, so he had to leave the classroom and stand in the corridor, saying loudly:

"I have a soundtrack message to deliver personally."

The dwarf spoke and plucked the harp.

"Dear Professor Snape, I think of you every time I brew a potion!

Ah, your oily black hair looks like chamaejasma aconitum! Ah, your withered and handsome face is like wormwood infusion!

Ah, I miss you so much. When I miss you the most, I lie on the bed, chanting spells desperately, and slap my cheeks in pain. The harder I slap, the more I slap my tears. I really want to You're going crazy thinking about it, like you're under a curse..."

Professor Snape rushed out of the classroom, he raised his wand high, and a thick red light flashed past.

The dwarf flew upside down like a kite with a broken string. He lay on the ground and twitched twice, and passed out immediately.

Snape turned around murderously.

As soon as the Bowtruckle let go, the glass bottle fell on the boys and girls' heads again, and it immediately hid itself.

Luo Fu and Shirley quickly straightened their faces and straightened their waists, like two little goalkeepers.

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In the Potions class, the sensational incident of the professor attacking the dwarf happened, and soon spread throughout Hogwarts.

Although Professor Snape usually likes yin and yang, he has never made such a big fuss in class. The scene was really scary.

Many students speculated that the love letter and greeting card may have come from Lockhart's revenge. After all, he drank the "potion" sent by Snape last semester and was directly admitted to St. Mungo's Magical Hospital.

Some students also thought that it was Harry and Ron. Needless to say, Harry, Ron was also pushed into the cauldron by Snape before Christmas... a deep hatred.

And possibly twins!

Well, Professor Snape has too many enemies, almost all over the three colleges, and everyone looks like a criminal suspect.

Even Neville was on the table!

However, when many students were happily discussing the murderer, they smiled and suddenly burst into tears.

Even Professor Snape received a love letter... Regardless of whether it was a prank or not, at least it meant that someone missed him.

And some people can't even receive a love letter for pranks!

Who is more like the clown? !

In this atmosphere, the twins, who have always liked to use their brains, started the service of writing love letters on behalf of them.

For ten nats, you can receive a love letter with disgusting words; for one sickle, there will be bright red lipstick marks on the greeting card... Let you be as respectable as you can in front of your friends!

When it was almost time for the dinner, the entire auditorium was still noisy, and many students were still taking advantage of the last bit of time to send out their love letters.

At the Gryffindor table, Harry and Ron were muttering and discussing something quietly.

George and Fred came over, and they sat down at the table, and George asked:

"Hey, I heard from Li that you two are looking for us?"

Harry raised his head, looked around carefully and said, "George, I want to ask you something."

"whats the matter?"

Harry took out a few mushrooms from his bosom, and said in a low voice, "This is the chicken belly mushroom we stole from Professor Sprout's greenhouse."

"I want you to find a way to put them in Malfoy's meals."

"That's easy." Fred took the chicken belly mushroom and said with a smile: "Ho Ho, although I don't know what you two are going to do, we have long wanted to punish that kid!"

"Then thank you." Harry suddenly asked strangely, "Why are your lips so red?"

"Oh." George wiped the mark on the corner of his mouth vigorously, and he said vaguely, "Maybe I ate too many strawberries."

Fred changed the subject, patted Ron on the shoulder and smiled, "Dear little brother, you haven't received a single love letter today, have you?"

"Who hasn't received it!" Ron carefully took out a letter from his close-fitting underwear, and he said triumphantly, "Who do you look down on? I also have a love letter."

Fred wanted to take the letter, but Ron quickly blocked his hand, showing off:

"See the lipstick print on it?"

Ron sniffed the perfume on the love letter again, and said intoxicatedly, "The other party must be a beautiful woman... and asked me to meet this week night."

"Are you going?" George asked, holding back a smile.

"Of course I'm going." Ron touched the lipstick mark, and he said fascinatedly:

"George, Fred, I think I'm in love."

"..."

"Then good luck to you, my stupid brother."

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