I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Veela's sharp bird claws tightly grasped Rove's hand, and scratched hard on his arm, trying to scratch bloodstains.

However, the boy's skin had turned silver-gray, as hard as a rock, Veela's nails snapped off, and both claws were in excruciating pain.

The iron railings of the cage suddenly bent to the sides, revealing a large gap.

Rove raised his arm suddenly, grabbed Veela by the neck, and dragged her out of the cage, and the iron railing automatically returned to its original state.

The strange bird was lifted into the air by Rove. She kicked her legs and struggled for a while, but as the young man tightened his grip and pinched his fingers into his neck, Veela's breathing became short of breath and she couldn't breathe.

She had no choice but to stab the boy's arm with her sharp beak, but it was futile.

Rove didn't want to kill Veela, but just wanted to study what was wrong with her body, so he said:

"Be honest... I don't want to hurt you."

With a light flick, he threw the whole bird out. The Veela didn't hit the wall, but spun around a few times in the air, relying on flapping its wings, its figure stagnated in mid-air.

But it's a pity that she didn't calm down, but became more irritable. She saw long yellow flames shooting out from between her wings, like sharp claws stretched out, swirling and sweeping towards the boy.

Rove waved his wand impatiently and said, "Armor protection!"

With an invisible barrier in front of him, the flames rushed straight, landed on the armor body, and exploded with a bang. Countless dots of flames scurried around in the empty room, magnificent and spectacular.

The veela flapped its wings and rushed straight at a swift speed. The magic barrier was shattered, and its sharp claws stabbed straight at the boy's eyes.

Rove's eyes were sharp, and he sneered, "You're looking for death... Dazzling flashes!"

His eyes instantly burst into two bright rays of light, illuminating the surroundings brightly.

Veela was instantly blinded by the sudden light. With a howl, she continued to rush forward by inertia, her claws tore at random, and screamed, slapped and pecked.

Rove turned sideways slightly, avoiding Veela's attack, then stretched out his arm suddenly, grabbed her paw, swung her up, and fell heavily to the ground.

The Veela was thrown to pieces, and wanted to wave her wings to attack again, but the boy had already walked quickly and stepped on her bird's back.

Rove looked down at the crazy Veela, grabbed her wings with both hands, twisted his palms, and yanked her backwards, breaking her wings neatly.

Feathers, scales, and blood mingled together and sprayed the ground.

The Veela felt that her bones were being torn apart, and the severe pain was like a sharp knife, cutting across her back, making her eyes bloodshot, her eyeballs were about to burst, and she let out a piercing scream.

The veela in the cage looked at Luofu again, and without the seduction of posing just now, they were going crazy with fear, screaming non-stop.

Veela lying on the ground also lost her bird form because of the pain, and turned into a beautiful woman again, lying on the ground dying.

Rove put his arms around Veeva's waist, and picked her up easily like a child. He kicked the box open again, and jumped in with her in his arms.

The boy took the Veela and quickly came to a wooden house, where the lights were bright and the air was filled with the pungent smell of medical alcohol.

There is also an operating table in the room, and an instrument next to it makes a beeping sound.

Rove carried the Veela onto the operating table effortlessly. He waved his magic wand, and the woman's blood-soaked upper body clothes suddenly disappeared, revealing huge... peaks and peaks.

Because there is no restraint, the peaks and mountains are like lotus flowers in the water, swaying there.

But there is not much beauty, after all, the blood stained Veela's upper body red, as if it had been splashed with paint.

Rove turned the Veela over and gently stroked her lute bone with his fingers, where the broken wings were also located.

Under the touch of the youth's healing hands, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Veela, who was in unbearable pain just now, struggled violently again after recovering from her injuries.

However, four handcuffs suddenly appeared at the four corners of the operating table, firmly fixing Veela's limbs.

The boy walked to the cabinet and took out a bottle of potion. He pinched Veela's mouth with his hand and roughly poured the potion into it.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a heavy sedative, to calm you down and relieve pain." Rove explained:

"Sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up."

Veela was lying on the operating table, feeling the effects of the medicine sweeping her whole body almost instantly, she tried her best to resist this feeling, but slowly closed her eyelids.

Before falling asleep, the last scene Veela saw was that the teenager picked up a white cloth from the shelf and gently covered her naked upper body.

Looking at the sleeping Veela, Rove became excited, and prepared to study Veela's physical condition to determine what happened to her.

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Standing at the door, Fudge kept pacing back and forth.

The wound on his face had stopped bleeding, but he still covered his face with a handkerchief to prevent others from seeing the scratches.

Fudge really wanted to go into the room to see how Rove was progressing, especially when he heard Veela's screams coming from the room not long ago, which made him even more uneasy.

What on earth is Rove doing inside to make such a big commotion?

At this moment, the door suddenly opened, and Rove walked out slowly carrying the suitcase.

"How's it going, Rove?" Fudge asked hastily.

"I caught the Veela that hurt you, took out her blood, and tested it." Rove said quickly, "I'm sure the Veela was poisoned."

"Poisoned?!" Fudge was taken aback and said, "How come... what poison?"

"Ariot... have you heard?"

Fudge shook his head in bewilderment.

"A magic plant with magical powers, it is also called the hyena tree." Rove explained:

"Eating the leaves of this plant by mistake will cause mania and hysteria. The symptoms will make magical creatures a little stimulated and attack others like hyenas."

"No wonder that Veela attacked me." Fudge suddenly said.

"Probably someone added hyena tree leaves to the food of these mascots, which caused them to go crazy collectively," Rove said.

"Could it be an accident?" Fudge asked in a low voice.

"It can't be an accident." Rove shook his head and said, "This kind of tree comes from France. It is a Class A prohibited trade item. It is hardly planted in the UK. It can't be an accident."

"France?" Fudge roared angrily. "It must be the French Ministry of Magic. These Frenchmen want to ruin the Quidditch World Cup."

Rove shrugged noncommittally.

"Can it be cured?" Fudge is most concerned about this matter now.

"Yes." Rove nodded and said, "The syrup produced by the heartworm is the antidote for the leaves of Ariott. I happen to have this syrup here."

Sad Bugs are gray, furry flying insects that produce a syrup that, when used, makes people sad.

This syrup can be used as an antidote to hysteria caused by eating the leaves of ariott.

"I really don't know how to thank you." Fudge wanted to grab Rove's hand excitedly.

The young man dodged slightly, his eyes flickering and said: "Thank you, but I have something to do, I'm sorry...Mr. Minister."

"Rove, what's the matter?" Fudge patted his chest and assured, "No matter how difficult it is, I can solve it for you!"

"When I was taking a blood test on that Veela just now, she kept resisting. I accidentally shot a little harder and killed her..." Rove said embarrassingly:

"I took that Veela body away."

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