I was expelled from Hogwarts?

The first-class cabin of the Mayflower is more luxurious than Rove imagined.

In addition to the self-contained small garden and the extravagant house elves that come standard in each room, the bedrooms are also decorated in style:

A brightly colored oil painting of a mermaid hangs on the wall, her naked body in a strikingly sensual pose.

Opposite the oil painting is a big bed covered with rose-colored quilts, and there is a smell of lavender, which is elegant and charming.

In the room, there is also a bathroom with a jacuzzi. The bathtub is large enough to accommodate several people taking a bath together.

Even if you perform the lotus-style scrubbing service from the outside to the inside in the bathtub, it is a bit spacious.

In addition to the extremely luxurious bedroom, the public area of ​​the first class cabin also has a swimming pool, a small Quidditch court and a coffee room, with a private deck.

After packing up his things, Rove went to the deck for a stroll. It was not as crowded and noisy as the public deck, and he could enjoy the sea view quietly:

At this time, the setting sun was about to sink into the sea, and the rose color in the sea turned into pure gold. The white railings of the ship are covered with a layer of light red, and the whole ship seems to have been repainted, giving people a sense of tranquility.

The boy returned to his room, picked up the parchment, wrote several letters, and sent them to Shirley, Hermione, and Neville respectively... telling them that he had boarded the ship and left.

There was a rustling sound when the quill pen and the parchment touched.

Bowtruckle Groot, sitting on the squid brand ink bottle, raised his head, swayed his legs slightly, and looked at the blond boy, very serious and cute.

When writing a letter to Shirley, Groot was still running back and forth on the letter with eyes the size of rice grains, using his ink-stained bamboo legs to "step on" the girl who had fed him for two years. An encrypted letter that no one can read.

There was a knock on the door, but Rove didn't move. The Bowtruckle stood up, jumped over, and opened the door.

The boy turned his head and saw that it was Gabriel. The little girl stood excitedly at the door, her arm still dragging her older sister.

Furong was obviously dragged here by force, and with a look of embarrassment, she apologized in English with a French accent:

"Rove, I told you that you just arrived in the cabin and you need to rest. Tell Gabriel to come back later. She insists on looking for you...Sorry, didn't I bother you, did I?"

"No, please come in." Rove smiled all over his face, raised the quill in his hand and said, "You two sit down for a while, I'll be fine soon."

He had come to the end of his letters, the last one to Dumbledore, reminding him... that Animagus could avoid the influence of Dementors.

In the original time and space, Sirius escaped like this. Rove didn't want Peter to reenact it again and finally escape from Azkaban. Then he would be completely emo.

Of course, with Dumbledore's wisdom, since he knew that Peter was an illegal Animagus, he would definitely guard against this, but... it is always better to be cautious.

Fu Rong dragged Gabrielle into the room, she noticed the boy was writing a letter, so she knew how to not approach him, and then took the little girl to sit quietly on the sofa.

But Gabriel suddenly found the bouncing Bowtruckle, and with a childlike heart, she broke free from Furong's arm and chased after it.

"Gabriel, don't mess around!" Fleur reprimanded.

"It's okay, Gabriel can't catch Groot," came the boy's gentle voice, "let him play with her for a while."

Sure enough, the Bowtruckle was quick to hide, and Gabriel ran around the room without ever catching Groot and getting exhausted by his teasing.

The unwilling little girl took a breather for a while, and then continued to chase the Bowtruckle all over the room.

Rove stood up after writing the letter, and the Bowtruckle jumped onto the young man's shoulders. The little guy straightened up, with his hands on his hips, giggling, and looked at Gabriel with a look full of complacency.

Gabriel ran up to Rove, raised her head, puffed her mouth, and tugged on the boy's sleeves with an aggrieved expression, wanting a Bowtruckle very much.

Rove tapped her forehead with his fingers, and said with a smile, "No."

The little girl said oh.

Rove thought for a while, took out a seed, handed it to Gabriel, and said with a smile:

"Take it home and plant it. Next summer, seven Bowtruckles will grow. They will hang on a vine and call you... sister."

Gabriel turned her head to look at her sister. As an emotional translation machine, Fu Rong quickly translated it for her sister.

However, the girl secretly cursed in her heart, what kind of seeds can grow a Bowtruckle?

Even children are lied to!

But looking at Gabriel's expectant eyes, Fleur still didn't expose Rove's lie.

After Gabriel heard it, she immediately smiled and said, "I will definitely plant it well and water it every day to make it drink well."

Rove chatted with Gabriel for a while, and introduced to her the main points of loosening the soil and fertilizing...these are all the contents of the herbal medicine class.

The girl has not yet discovered the reason why Mrs. Maxim is full of praise for Rove. She decided to observe carefully to see if the boy really has extraordinary strengths.

Of course, because of Mrs. Maxim's evaluation and saving her sister, Fu Rong's impression of Rove is still 100 points for the time being.

After chatting for a while, Fu Rong stood up. Rove thought the two sisters were going back, but the girl hesitated and asked:

"Rove, have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet, what's the matter?"

"My parents would like to invite you to have dinner together, thank you for saving Gabriel." Fu Rong said a little embarrassedly: "Of course, if you don't want to, just do it next time."

"Uncle and aunt are too polite." Rove didn't refuse, he nodded and said, "Then let's go."

The three of them walked out of the room together, Fu Rong quietly took a step behind, and deliberately asked: "Can that seed really grow a Bowtruckle?"

"No, only earbuds can be grown." Rove shook his head.

"Then you still lie to her."

"Gabriel hasn't given up for a while?"

"That's hard to say, my sister is not a three-minute fever." Fu Rong raised her eyebrows and said, "She can squat on the deck for a whole day in order to catch a seagull, and I can't survive her."

"That's troublesome."

"That's right," Fu Rong smiled slightly, "You have to think about how to explain it to her next year, it's hard for her to coax her well."

"It's not my idea, it's yours." Rove joked, "I'm not in France, and Gabriel can't grow Bowtruckles, so I need you to explain."

Fu Rong was suddenly dumbfounded.

Yes, Rove is in England, so Gabriel has to pester her every day?

Fu Rong couldn't help giving Rove a blank look, and she knew him a little more... like an unscrupulous villain, not as good as Madam Maxim said.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her sister and Rove whispering, Gabriel stared at her big watery eyes, hurried over, and asked:

"What are you two talking about?"

"Your sister and I are discussing the history of the Mayflower in depth." Rove explained casually.

She likes to lie to little girls, and she doesn't change her face when she tells a lie... Fu Rong silently put a label on Luo Fu in her heart, and then deducted five points.

The girl sighed in her heart, and hoped that Rove's 100 bucks would be fully deducted during this journey.

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(Too bad the computer hasn't been fixed yet, typing is a bit slow, chapter 2 is at noon.

Thanks for the reward from the boss of "I love to swim in the water". )