I was expelled from Hogwarts?

The consequences of cooking too spicy were revealed the next day.

In the early morning, Rove was about to go to the kitchen to make breakfast. Hermione, who had just returned from the supermarket, hurriedly shouted:

"Rolf, let me go!"

Rove stopped in his tracks, looked at Hermione who was carrying the bag in surprise, and asked, "Are you going to make breakfast?"

"That's right." Hermione came over and said with a smile on her face:

"I was in the bathroom last night... Cough cough, I suddenly figured out one thing, you are a guest, you really shouldn't be asked to cook.

You see, I got up early and bought a lot of vegetables, let me do it. "

Rove lowered his head to see what dishes were available, but Hermione hurriedly stood behind him, then turned around, and ran to the kitchen quickly, gearing up and shouting excitedly:

"Get some rest, I'm sure I'll give you a surprise... In short, stay away from this damn kitchen in the future!"

"..."

Rove had nothing to do, sitting on the sofa and watching TV. This club was broadcasting news, and the content was basically that the weather in Britain was smooth and the weather outside Britain was in dire straits.

The most interesting thing is that the reporter of "New York Times" is reporting the news of the "New York Times" strike.

Good guy... This is no news, just create it yourself, right?

After a while, Shirley went downstairs. She stayed in Rove's box until three o'clock in the morning last night. She looked sleepy and couldn't lift her spirits.

"Good morning, Rove." Shirley sat on the sofa, hugged the pillow sleepily, and leaned her head on it.

The sleepy-eyed girl with ponytails was about to take a nap for a while, but when she heard a slight noise from the kitchen, she opened her eyes wide and said:

"Rove, you sit here... who is that in the kitchen?"

"Hermione." Rove shrugged, "She said she was going to make breakfast."

The girl with ponytail yawned, and changed to a more lazy and comfortable position to curl up on the sofa. She gloated and said, "Then you are miserable."

"..."

Shirley was right, Hermione really wanted revenge, after all Rove made her experience such a unique pain last night for the first time.

The girl quickly served breakfast:

Crustless custard muffins, chia porridge with yogurt and berries, and sun-dried tomatoes on toast.

However, this is Shirley and Hermione's breakfast, and Rove's is a separate version.

"Try my homemade green pepper fried red pepper and spicy pepper." Hermione smiled and pushed the plate in front of the boy. She grinned and said:

"Rove, you're welcome, you have to finish eating."

Rove carefully observed the bottle of green unknown liquid, and asked, "What is this?"

"I just squeezed fresh juice for you." Hermione's smile widened.

"Could it be squeezed with chili?" Rove narrowed his eyes and guessed.

"That's right!" Hermione raised her mouth, staring at the boy's frozen side face, and said triumphantly:

"Hurry up and drink, I specially added pepper, Chinese prickly ash and mustard for you, all top ingredients."

"..."

Rove picked up the chili juice and took a sip. He suddenly covered his stomach with one hand, his face was full of panic, and he pointed at Hermione with a trembling hand, and said in a trembling voice:

"There's something wrong with this chili juice...poisonous...Peter Pettigrew..."

"Stop pretending!" Hermione said incredulously.

But the boy twitched his hands and feet, rolled his eyes, and foamed at the corners of his mouth, looking very scary... Hermione lost all momentum and felt more and more guilty.

"Hey... are you okay? Don't scare me!" Hermione's heart tightened, her face turned pale, she quickly got up and rushed to Rove's side.

Luo Fu chuckled and returned to normal, "I'm lying to you, idiot... You are always fooled, and you can't beat me in a bet."

"..."

"I'm going to kill you!" Hermione jumped at the bastard, trying to fight him desperately.

But Rove had already jumped to his feet and ran, taking Hermione's breakfast.

The girl with ponytails was sitting on a chair, laughing gloatingly while eating breakfast.

"Shirley... come and save your boss, I will double your salary!"

Shirley looked at the boy with a pitiful expression that I could do nothing about.

"Shirley...help me stop him!"

"okay!"

Rove: "..."

Under the siege and interception of the two girls, Luo Fu wanted to fight against the two guns, but the reality is cruel. In the face of rounds of rounds of battle, he, who is thin and thin...finally lost to the enemy and suffered a disastrous defeat.

After playing for a while, the three sat on the sofa panting and watching TV. The news announcer was broadcasting the news about a fugitive criminal.

"...the public must be aware that Peter Pettigrew, armed and with associates, is extremely dangerous.

Scotland Yard has set up a special hotline, if anyone knows of Peter's whereabouts, please report it immediately..."

"Where will he be hiding?" Hermione asked softly.

"Probably go to Albania to find Voldemort, and then return to England." Rove said.

In the original time and space, Peter did this. He first found Voldemort, took him back to England, and then went to find Barty Crouch Jr.

But it was an extremely coincidental thing, because Peter happened to meet Bertha Jorkins who was on vacation in Albania at the time.

Bertha Jorkins knew that Barty Crouch Jr. was still alive. Although she was under Crouch's Amnestic Curse...but under the torture of Voldemort, she still got this key information.

In other words, in the original time and space, Peter and Voldemort went to find Barty Crouch Jr., with extreme coincidence.

Now they will definitely not go to Barty Jr.

Of course, Crouch still deserves a little attention, including Riddle's old house.

"Where are we going today?" Shirley looked at the boy.

"I'm going to the Ministry of Magic." Rove said calmly, "Application for something."

"what?"

"The information on dementors left by Extis." Rove explained, "I also want to go to Azkaban Prison...to have a field trip."

"..."

"Okay, how do we get to the Ministry of Magic?" Rove looked expectant.

Just as the boy was about to speak, the girl with ponytails sitting side by side coughed and interrupted:

"Don't knight the bus!"

Last Christmas, Rove took her to Knockturn Alley, took the Knight Bus, and tied her to a chair... The girl still remembers it vividly.

Rove wanted to persuade him a few more words, but upon feeling Shirley's eyes, the boy shut up with some melancholy.

How fun it is to sit on the Knight Bus. Not only does it have a roller coaster service, but it can also experience bundled play.

"Then let Tonks take us there." Rove thought for a while and said, "She should be nearby."

After the three closed the door, Rove observed for a while, walked towards a lawn, and said to a strange old lady:

"Tonks, we're going to the Ministry of Magic."

The old lady looked up at Rove and said, "Son, who is Tonks?"

"Stop pretending." Rove pointed at the magazine in her hand and said with a smile:

"An old lady of your age still watches Muggle Playboy, right?"

"..."

The appearance of the old lady changed, and she returned to Tonks' appearance. She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Rove, you must have read Playboy, right? Otherwise, why are you so familiar with this magazine?"

Shirley and Hermione both raised their heads and looked at the cover of the magazine with the oversized photo of the girl in confusion.

"I'm not familiar with it." Rove coughed quickly, "I just saw this kind of magazine in...Professor Snape's office."

Seeing that Tonks wanted to say something, Rove hurriedly handed Tonks the chili juice that was about to be thrown into the trash can.

"You haven't eaten breakfast yet?"

"No, thank you."

Tonks took the drink and took a sip carelessly. Her face flushed instantly, her internal organs seemed to be burning, and she spat out the last gulp.

"What is this?!" Tonks asked, "So spicy?"

"The authentic old London made by Hermione... soy sauce!"

"..."

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