I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Rove sent Neville to the school hospital amidst Professor Snape's furious roar.

Madam Pomfrey was very upset. After checking Neville's injuries, she euphemistically expressed her dissatisfaction with Professor Snape, thinking that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a professor and made the little wizard hurt in the first class.

It seemed that if she had been the headmaster, Snape would have been expelled long ago.

This moved Neville very much, and then he signed in the list of "Support medical care instead of Potions" that Madam Pomfrey took out.

Madam Pomfrey's greatest wish is to set up a medical care course at Hogwarts, teaching little wizards how to save themselves, how to bandage, and how to deal with wounds.

For the great cause, she also has lists like Medical Care Instead of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Medical Care Instead of Protecting Fantastic Beasts…

Which subject makes students hurt students, which subject should be banned.

Madam Pomfrey turned her head to stare at Rove again, as if he could leave the school hospital without signing his name, so the young man had to "voluntarily" pick up the quill and write his name on it.

Of course...not my own name.

Co-signing is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, you will be retaliated against. Of course, Rove will not write his name on it foolishly.

After Madam Pomfrey left in satisfaction, Neville lay on a hospital bed covered with clean white linen sheets. He said in a low voice:

"Rove, am I useless? I can't even make the simplest potion well..."

"How could it be?" Rove sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the depressed Neville, and said, "You just lack practice, you just need to go back and make it a few more times. In fact, most of the students, just like you, didn't succeed. "

"I'm stupid, really stupid, just like Professor Snape said, no talent!" Neville lay back on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and said in a daze:

"My grandma also thinks that I am far from my father when I was young..."

"Neville, it's not that you're not talented, but that you lack confidence!" Rove said seriously:

"Before you put in far beyond ordinary people's efforts, don't say that you are not talented, but believe that you can do anything well."

"Of course, it doesn't matter if you try your best and still can't do it." Rove looked at Neville's immature face and said with a smile:

"Everyone has something they're good at or not good at, and that's nothing to be ashamed of.

You just tell the person you care about that you work hard but you're really not good at it...and she'll understand. "

"Ah, tell Professor Snape that I worked hard?" Neville closed his eyes and imagined the scene, then shivered and said, "It's terrible!"

Rove laughed and said, "Professor Snape is really scary, I mean tell your grandma... talk to her."

Neville raised his head and said in confusion, "Is it really okay?!"

"It's always right to try." Rove reached out and patted the boy's shoulder.

Neville fell silent.

At this moment, the door curtain was opened again, and it was three girls, Hermione, Shirley and Hannah, visiting after class.

Hannah with the shofar braids wrinkled her small face hard, with the corners of her mouth pulled down, trying not to cry. If Neville hadn't stood in front of her, she would be in such a miserable state now.

Hermione gasped as she looked at the boil on Neville's face, and then, like Madam Pomfrey, scolded Professor Snape.

"I will write a letter to Professor Dumbledore to complain about him." The little girl once again resorted to the big trick of the complaint letter, and she said angrily:

"I raised my hand to answer questions in class, but Professor Snape didn't let me answer, and only asked Harry to answer. How can a teacher be so... partial?"

"..."

"Didn't Madam Pomfrey ask you to sign it just now?" Rove asked in a low voice, "You just happen to be able to file a joint complaint with her."

"I declined." Hermione shook her head and said, "I still prefer Potions class to medical care."

Shirley said softly: "I didn't sign it either. If Professor Snape knew about it, he would definitely hold grudges."

"I thought so too." Rove nodded, "So what I just wrote was Malfoy's name."

"I wrote Burns' name!" Hannah grinned as she was peeling an apple for Neville.

"..."

"So, in the end, I was the only one who signed my name?" Neville cried.

Madam Pomfrey came back with the potion, and found that there were too many visiting wizards, so she drove Rove and the others out.

But Hannah didn't go, and as a thank you, she decided to stay and take care of Neville.

Neville could only spend the first weekend at Hogwarts in the school hospital, but with Hannah by his side, it couldn't be said to be too bad a thing.

On Saturday morning, according to the agreement, Rove went to Filch's office with his small black suitcase to follow up with Mrs. Norris.

Filch's office was on the first floor of Hogwarts Castle, next to the entrance hall. The room was very small, dark and dirty, with no windows, and only a single oil lamp hanging from the low ceiling.

There were many wooden filing cabinets lined up on the surrounding walls. Judging from the labels, the cabinets contained detailed information on every student Filch had punished.

Rove glanced at it, and the violation information of Fred and George took up an entire drawer.

This is only the result of their two years!

There is also a filing cabinet next to it, with drawers marked "Confiscated Items, Highly Dangerous".

It was all "treasures" that Filch had confiscated from students over the past few decades, and the twins stole the Marauder's Map from here.

On the wall behind the desk was a three-piece suit of chains, handcuffs and leather whips. It seemed that Filch was having a good time when he was alone.

After Rove gave Mrs. Norris cat interferon, he checked her body again, from the inside to the outside, every detail was spared.

Mrs. Norris let out a scream of "meow". It really wanted to escape Rove's clutches, but it didn't work.

Filch looked at his cat anxiously. Mrs. Norris was held in Rove's arms like this, and he licked and licked again and again, which made him feel like a husband's criminal cat.

Filch was heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.

"The body is recovering well, but it is still very thin. It needs another course of treatment, and it will be almost fine." Rove said after the examination.

Filch hurriedly hugged the ravaged and dying Mrs. Norris into his arms, and comforted her.

"Mr Scamander, thank you very much."

Rove didn't ask for money, which moved Filch a little.

"You're welcome, doctors and parents, who told me to be a professional veterinarian." Rove stood up, put the potion into the small black leather case, and was about to leave.

"Mr. Scamander, wait..." Filch gasped, as though he had made up his mind, and took out a pamphlet and an old map from a drawer.

"I saw you lost your way before, here are the conditions of Hogwarts Castle that I have recorded over the years, you can take a look!"

Rove hesitated for a moment. He took the map and pamphlet and flipped through them, only to see that it densely summarized the operation of many Hogwarts staircases.

There are also some secret passages and passwords. Of course, they are all secret passages inside the castle, and none of them lead outside the school!

"Thank you very much, Mr. Filch." Rove really lacks this thing now. He is not familiar with the environment, and it is difficult to carry out night tour work.

"You're welcome...you didn't charge for it, help me treat Mrs. Norris..." Filch thanked stammeringly.

"In the future, if Mrs. Norris has any questions, she can come to me, and it will be free for life." Rove promised.

Filch nodded in satisfaction.

Rove took the document and walked towards the greenhouse, then continued to flip through the map.

The best map must be the Marauder's Map, which can not only show the secret passage, but also the wizard's name and activity status.

But the Marauder's Map is in the hands of the twins, and it is impossible for Rove to ask for it, after all, the map does not belong to him.

He also doesn't have the ability to make a new Marauder's Map right now.

Although Filch's map did not mark the secret passage leading to the outside of the castle, it was sufficient for night travel.

Rove put away the map and pamphlets and put them in his black leather case. He walked across the grass and came to the greenhouse soon.

He needs to find Professor Sprout, give her the agreed potion, and take the seeds he wants by the way.

Entering Greenhouse No. 1, Rove walked along the path, and when he passed a forest, he stopped suddenly.

He saw an unexpected figure!

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(Thanks to "Ji Chang", "Chu Xin" and "Ye Deng Qian" for their rewards)