I was expelled from Hogwarts?

In the vast ocean, the probability of a ship being burned by fire may be lower than the probability of hitting an iceberg and sinking.

Therefore, although the Mayflower was on fire, which was surprisingly similar to the dream, Carlos was not flustered.

As an old captain with thirty years of driving experience, he directly let this magic ship... sink to the bottom of the sea.

The whole fire extinguishing process did not exceed five minutes, simple and rough!

After putting out the fire, Carlos immediately rushed to the scene of the crime. When he arrived, there were already three floors inside and three floors outside, surrounded by wizards watching the excitement.

Carlos squeezed his way through the crowd and found Skander beside a smoke-blackened tent rotted with big holes.

The owner of the mysterious circus was covered in dust and his hair was burnt yellow. He looked miserable.

"Mr. Skender, what's going on?" Carlos asked:

"Someone saw a fire dragon rushing out of your room? Can you explain?"

"This matter has nothing to do with me!" Skander patted the dust on his body, he suppressed his anger, stood up and said:

"Someone just sneaked into my room, stole the magic creature I used for the show, and released a fire dragon to burn down my tent!"

Hearing Skander's words, everyone whispered.

"And do you know who did it?"

"Newt Scamander's grandson!" Skander pursed his lips angrily, "A blond boy."

Hearing this name, the noise became louder, and Carlos also looked stunned, his eyes full of horror.

"You mean Mr. Rolf Scamander?" Carlos frowned and said, "Are you sure it's him, you read it right?

I mean...that's a serious allegation, do you have proof? "

"Of course there is, you can see it clearly when you check his box!" Skander gritted his teeth: "He took away a lot of magical creatures from me, can you tell it at a glance!!"

Skender's words sounded outrageous, like making up a story, but for some reason... Carlos always felt that he was not lying.

Others don't know, but he knows very well that the horse-shaped water monster was not bred on the Mayflower, but was indeed released from the boy's box.

Rove can carry a water monster with him, so it doesn't seem outrageous to have a fire dragon.

The kid had promised him earlier that he would not cause conflicts with the mysterious circus, so why did he make such a big news late at night?

Carlos was a little flustered, and he was reluctant to check the box. After all, if something was found, it would be difficult for him to cover up that kid in front of everyone.

Skander seemed to see Carlos' scruples, and he shouted: "Everyone, come with me to Scamander's room, he has a fire dragon!"

Under Skander's instigation, everyone walked towards Rove's room.

Carlos has no choice but to follow. The only thing he can do is to delay the boy for a while... If it is really him, I hope he has already dealt with the mess.

Everyone soon came to the door of a room, and Carlos knocked on the door bravely. He knocked several times, but no one answered.

A triumphant smile appeared on Skender's face, and he said, "That kid must still be riding his fire dragon, and he hasn't returned to his room!"

But before he could finish his sentence, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a young man poked his head out. Seeing so many wizards at the door, he seemed startled.

"What's the matter, Mr. Carlos?"

Carlos breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Mr. Scamander, this gentleman just accused you of sneaking into his room...and releasing a fire dragon."

"Ah, are you talking about me?" Rove was stunned, and exclaimed, "How could I do such things, I have been in my room tonight and have never gone out!

Why is this gentleman wronging me? "

"Wrong you?" Skander's eyes seemed to fire, and he roared: "Your box! Take it out and let me check it!!"

"That involves my personal privacy, you have no right to check, but..." Rove sighed slightly:

"In order to protect my reputation, I am willing to take it out for inspection."

The teenager returned to the room, quickly took out a black box, and handed it to Carlos.

Carlos opened the box directly in front of everyone, but there were only some personal items inside, and nothing else.

"This is not your box!" Skander said angrily, "You changed the box."

"There is only such a suitcase in my room. If you don't believe me, you can search it." Rove shrugged.

"That's why there is magic on this box, which blocks the entrance. Let me check!" Skander stretched out his hand and grabbed it.

But Rove was faster, he had already taken the box back from Carlos, he shook his head and said:

"Mr. Carlos is a notary. There is no problem with his inspection, but you are different. You are the false accuser... What if you tamper with my box?"

"That's right." Carlos nodded and said, "I didn't find any magic, Mr. Skander, do you not trust me?"

Skender's face was gloomy, and he said with anger: "I still have witnesses... Pete!"

A dwarf squeezed his way through the crowd, his head covered in blood and heavily bandaged.

Rove raised his head and looked at the dwarf with a half-smile. The cold eyes fell on Pete's face, making him tremble, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.

Skander kicked Pete with his toe and urged, "Speak up, you little bastard! Who hurt you!"

"It's him!" Pete raised his hand tremblingly, pointing to Rove and said:

"I was watching the mermaid, and he suddenly appeared, snatched the mermaid, and injured me."

"Is this the so-called witness?" Rove snorted and said, "When can a Muggle be used as evidence? I don't remember the Ministry of Magic classifying this species as human beings."

"That's right!" Carlos said thoughtfully, "This is a Muggle beast, not a witness."

"Then do you have any witnesses to prove that you are in the room tonight?" Skander roared, "If you have one, even if you find one, I will apologize to you immediately!"

"I'll prove it to Rove!"

Suddenly a crisp voice came from the crowd, and everyone turned their heads to look.

I saw a silver-haired girl walking out. She was so beautiful that she attracted everyone's attention just by appearing.

Fu Rong walked slowly to the boy's side, she blinked and said, "I... stayed in Rove's room tonight, and didn't leave until I saw the fire dragon, so it's impossible for him to do it!"

Everyone was in an uproar, and the commotion became deafening.

Carlos tilted his head, looked at Fleur and then at Rove with a strange expression on his face, and he asked the hearts of everyone present.

"What were you doing in Mr. Scamander's room in the middle of the night?"

"I'm teaching him French." Fu Rong's cheeks were flushed, she blinked brighter eyes, and said softly:

"Rove is working hard on French with me... until late into the night, that's it!"

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