I was expelled from Hogwarts?

If Rove really went to sleep on Margery's bed, with this woman's crazy personality, she would definitely be able to pull Queenie to block the bed.

Narov really sniffed into the vault—not a thief but a thief.

Therefore, in order not to have his three legs broken, he decided to stay in his room honestly.

But it's obviously not a good idea to let Margaery sleep in her own box.

At four or five o'clock in the morning, Margery climbed out, woke Rove up with her hands, and dragged him to the top of the Statue of Liberty to watch the sunrise.

After the sunrise, she dragged him to catch the sea again, and Margery brought a surfboard, trying to teach Rove to surf...

But it's a pity that Rove's brain has learned it, but his hands and feet have not learned it. He choked a lot of sea water, and he turned angrily to catch razor clams on the beach.

If digging clams is based on luck, then catching razor clams requires some skills.

As a professional sea catcher, Luo Fu first peels off a layer of sand with his hands, and then pours a little milky white salt into the small hole. Water will spray out from the hole, and then the long and thick razor clams will stick out. head.

In the process of catching Rove, he also got a task issued by the system, asking him to catch a razor king, and finally got the skill of spraying water... the effect is that the spray is straight and far away.

It can only be said that when you are old in the future, you will have this skill as a backup, and you will never have to worry about urinating your shoes with the wind.

Margery dragged Rove like this, and went crazy in New York for several days. During the period, he was still in the bakery and became a small apprentice, learning how to bake from Jacob.

After learning it, Rove can buy an oven and make small cakes by himself... Walking in the magic world these days, he has so many skills that he doesn't overwhelm him.

In this way, Rove stayed in New York for a week before saying goodbye to the Margery family and preparing to go to Arizona... Thunderbird Sanctuary.

He was going to find Newt and Tina.

Newt has real estate almost all over the world, but his houses are very remote, either in primeval forests or in major magical animal sanctuaries.

Not much added value.

Newt has a house in the Thunderbird Sanctuary in Arizona, and he recently took Tina there to spend some time together, while... researching the Thunderbirds.

But the Thunderbird Reserve wasn't a place where wizards could go wherever they wanted.

Like the Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve, there has been serious poaching for many years. The Magic Congress has formulated strict entry and exit measures to protect the safety of the thunderbirds.

To enter the protected area, you first need to apply to the Magic Congress.

Similar to wand licenses, applicants must have a clean criminal record, especially one that does not traffic in smuggled magical creatures.

As a good boy with good character and learning, Rove would definitely not engage in such illegal activities. Besides, the Scamander family is well-known in the magic world and is known for its honesty.

Well... the fact that there are people in the Congress is the main reason why Rove was successfully approved. Otherwise, the surname of Scamander alone would have been enough for the staff to hold meetings and study for several days.

At this time, standing in front of the fireplace, Rove waved goodbye to Queenie and Jacob with a black suitcase in his hand, saying:

"Thank you for taking care of me... goodbye!"

Rove picked up a pinch of shiny powder and threw it into the flames. With a whoosh, the fire turned green. He walked straight into the fire and shouted:

“Arizona Thunderbird Sanctuary!”

Rove's body was engulfed by flames, as if he was sucked into a huge socket hole, and his body was spinning rapidly.

Along with the deafening whistling sound, Rove saw a series of furnace doors flash past vaguely, and when he landed, he was already standing in front of a spacious fireplace.

This is a small open-air square, and there are many tourists in the square.

In the center of the square is a fountain made of red bricks, the water in it smells like rust, and in the center of the spring is a huge bronze thunderbird statue, more than 20 meters high.

Between Thunderbird's claws are two crossed lightning bolts and a huge dark cloud.

Rove passed through the crowd and walked up the marble steps. At a corner, he saw a statue of a young wizard with a black box in his hand.

Rove stopped to watch and couldn't help smiling.

"This is the statue of Mr. Newt Scamander," the guide on the side was introducing to the wizard:

"In order to commemorate and commend Mr. Scamander, the Magic Congress rescued the next Thunderbird from the smugglers in Egypt and sent it all the way back to the United States, thus erecting a statue..."

Beneath the statue is a large stele bearing a conservation order signed by former Magical Congress of America President Serafina Picquery identifying ptarmigans as a protected species.

In fact, the establishment of the entire Thunderbird Sanctuary was promoted by Newt back then. At that time, apart from him, few people protected endangered magical creatures.

Rove watched the statue for a while, and suddenly a pair of slender hands rested on his shoulders, wrapping around the boy's neck.

A familiar voice sounded. "Xiao Luofu, hurry up, what are you doing here?"

Rove turned his head and saw a blond girl behind him. He asked in surprise, "Margaery, why...why are you here?"

"I'll protect you, my sister is worried about an underage little wizard traveling through the dangerous Thunderbird Reserve alone."

Margaery blinked and said with a smile, "Isn't it very touching?"

"Then when you said goodbye just now, you were so excited, crying and hugging?" Rove was speechless, this crazy woman is really acting.

Margaret laughed loudly, then that charming and glamorous face leaned close to Rove, exhaled like blue, and hummed:

"That's why I said you have no conscience. I was so sad. You left without looking back."

"Don't you have to go to work?" Rove asked strangely.

"It's just an internship, I've already quit." Margaret stretched her waist and said indifferently, "I've been tired of that job for a long time."

In fact, if she hadn't been waiting for Rove at the port, she wouldn't have applied for the position at all.

"I'm now a trainee reporter for the New York Ghost." Margaery took out a camera out of nowhere and took a photo of Rove.

"I also came here with a job." Margaery narrowed her eyes and smiled like a vixen.

"On behalf of the New York Ghost, I'm here to interview Mr. Scamander... about the Black case, and how you found the blue-eyed toad and helped the Aurors uncover the plot of the scavengers... you won't refuse me, will you?"

"Is there any money for the interview?" Luo Fu asked, "I'm somewhat famous now, not just any cat or dog can be interviewed."

"Who do you say is a cat or a dog?" Margaret grabbed Rove's ear, gently tugged, and said, "Now you've grown up all over your body, and you're getting fatter and bolder!"

"I didn't mention you...but I can't let you interview for free, right?" Rove said hastily.

"I'm promising, and you know the unspoken rules for me, a little reporter?"

Margaret pretended to be resentful, stretched out her hand to pinch the boy's increasingly angular face, and said, "But if it's you..."

"roll!"

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