I was expelled from Hogwarts?

The black lake was covered with a thick layer of ice and became a vast white wasteland.

In this environment, the traditional fishing method is definitely not acceptable, and ice fishing must be used.

As the king of wild fishing, Rove once spent a hundred days alone in the wild, earning his living by fishing.

He is proficient in various fishing skills, and has achieved fruitful results in various extreme environments. Naturally, his ice fishing skills are not a problem, and he is a master among the masters.

But today it was a slap in the face, Shirley came four times, during which three big snowmen were built, and Rove didn't catch a single fish.

Even the little idiot who bothers the fisherman the most will not be rewarded today!

Shirley didn't speak when she came, she just sat quietly beside Rove, and occasionally helped to make up some nest materials, so that the boy took the opportunity to throw the blame, saying that there was no chance of her talking to scare the fish away.

When the ice cave was covered with a thin layer of ice again, Rove had to dig it out again in embarrassment. Shirley comforted her very understandingly:

"It's okay, it must have scared away all the fish below when the ice was broken."

"..."

The ice-breaking happened an hour and a half ago. If Snape said this, Rove would definitely feel that he was acting weird.

Rove thought for a while and said, "There must be no fish below this fishing spot. We have to find a place with trees underwater. They like to hide in it... I'll go open some more ice eyes."

Shirley nodded half-understanding, took Rove's fishing rod, and sat there fishing for him.

Rove wandered around, tapped the ice a few times with his fingers, and then went to other places to tap a few times with his fingers. He just tapped here and there, looking for a suitable fishing place, so that he could hammer a hole and throw a pole for fishing.

Today's bottom line is not air force, even if you catch fish fry!

But before walking around, Shirley grabbed the hook and shouted in surprise: "Rove, I caught a fish... Come here quickly, I can't drag such a big fish!"

"..."

Rove was speechless for a moment. When he was there, the fish didn't take the bait, but now that he's gone, he just bites the bait, right?

Who can bear this, pump water immediately... Drain the Black Lake dry!

Rove hurried over to help Shirley drag the fishing rod, and soon a big fish with an arm length was dragged to the surface of the water.

Rove doesn't pay much attention to such fancy skills as walking the fish, reeling in and setting out the line, and loosening the strength of the fish little by little.

He directly raised his wand and shouted, "Damned."

The red light flashed, and the big fish twitched, turned up its belly, and passed out in the water.

Anyone who still plays traditional fishing now is all about magic and black technology.

The two pulled the fish up, and Luo Fu weighed it, and it weighed seven or eight catties.

In his previous life, Luo Fu also caught such a big fish. At that time, he tied the fish to the back seat of a small broken bicycle, and wandered around in his own community... he never entered the house.

Uncle security also asked him if he lost his way.

Since there are big fish in this fishing spot, there is no need to move the nest. Rove lifts the rod again, hangs the bait and throws the rod skillfully again, and continues fishing with peace of mind.

After a while, the float started to float, and he excitedly said to Xue Li: "This time it must be big."

Rove lifted the rod up sharply, a fishing line broke through the air, and there was a rumbling sound underwater, and then, a crack appeared on the ice.

The cracked lines that wandered like small snakes spread in all directions, like a huge spider web, and like a broken mirror.

Rove didn't care about the fishing rod, and stretched out his arms to hug Shirley. Amid the exclamation of the girl with ponytails, he hugged her around the waist and flew towards the sky.

Almost instantly, the thick ice surface of the Black Lake shattered.

Rove and Shirley in mid-air were dumbfounded. Did they catch the giant monster of the North Sea?

The water waves suddenly crashed, and a carriage appeared under the lake, rushing straight out of the lake.

It was a gigantic carriage, as big as a house, and it was drawn by a herd of golden reindeer.

When the carriage landed on the ground, it made an earth-shattering noise, and the thick snow also melted instantly, as if it had been baked by high temperature.

Rove flew to the shore, put down Shirley who was already blushing, and looked towards the carriage.

Soon the car door opened, and an old man dressed strangely came out:

His upper body is a large long gown with oriental prints, an open bell-shaped waistcoat, the color of the two seams is as bright as flames, and his trousers are European sour cherry color cropped trousers.

The old man got out of the carriage. He waved his hand and said with a smile, "Merry Christmas, Rove."

"Nico?"

After seeing Nicole Flamel, Rove was a little surprised. He walked over, looked at the old man, and couldn't help laughing:

"Merry Christmas, Nicole...you look like a hippie in your clothes."

"Hippies' clothes were originally imitated by wizards." Nicole explained with a smile: "When wizards go to the Muggle world, they always wear strange clothes, and then inspire a group of Muggles."

Rove was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect this kind of fate, but after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable.

When wizards enter the Muggle world, they will deliberately dress up as Muggles, but they are always dressed in weird ways. There are often wizards wearing short skirts and walking around on the street.

It can only be said that wizards have indeed led the fashion trend.

"Why are you in the carriage, where is your car?" Rove asked again.

Nicole, like Su Xunzong, is an avid car collector, and the two used to be car friends.

Back then, when Brezhnev visited Camp David in the United States, he took Nixon on a racing car, and Nico sat in the co-pilot.

"Does Santa Claus drive? Don't they all ride in a reindeer cart." Nico joked:

"I am Santa Claus today, and I came to Hogwarts to deliver gifts to you."

Rove laughed, turned his head and introduced: "Nike, this is Shirley... my classmate and assistant.

Shirley, he is Nicole Flamel, the greatest alchemist..."

"I'm still an opera lover." Nico looked at Shirley and smiled kindly:

"Son, I heard Rove mention you. He said many times that you have outstanding talent in transfiguration."

Shirley smiled shyly and cautiously: "Mr. Flamel, Merry Christmas."

After the greetings of the three ended, Rove said softly:

"Nico, are you here to visit Professor Dumbledore? Unfortunately, he's not at Hogwarts recently."

Dumbledore had disappeared since the Christmas break, taking the Slytherin basilisk with him.

Corvinos Gunter offered a trade to get the Basilisk away.

Dumbledore thinks that the transaction can be carried out, but he needs to find a professional to help with the research first, to see if there is any special magic on the basilisk.

Rove thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of anyone else in the wizarding world who could be called a professional in front of Dumbledore.

"I know." Nico blinked and said, "Albus has gone to Austria to meet an old friend, and he won't be back in a short time."

Hearing the name of the place in Austria, Rove was a little surprised. He remembered that Nurmengard Prison was there.

"Rove, I'm here to find you. There is something I need to ask you for help." Nico continued.

"Ask me for help?" Rove was even more surprised, he didn't know what help he could give Nico now.

"What's the matter? Just say it."

Nico lowered his voice and said:

"You know that I have the power of prophecy, and I can see some things that will happen in the not-too-distant future.

Through the prophecy ball, I saw a guy who wanted to sneak into my manor this Christmas... I need your help. "

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(Thanks for the reward from the big guy "Just Love Wailing Water".)