I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Gun practice is indeed a very tiring physical activity.

Therefore, Rove and Shirley practiced for ten seconds and rested for five minutes. They stopped and stopped like this, and only after they had fired all the bullets did they end the gun practice.

Rove is a little bit reluctant. He plans to buy tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition in the future, and often takes Shirley to sit and shoot targets. Isn't this more interesting than magic?

When the two returned to the living room, Margaery and Hermione had already soaked in the hot spring and were sitting on the sofa chatting.

Seeing Rove and Shirley walking downstairs together, Hermione looked up and asked, "Why did you two go?"

"You smell like gunpowder." Margaret sniffled her nose lightly, and said with a smile, "Did you go to practice shooting?"

"That's right." Rove said calmly, "Just use the gun you gave me. Shirley doesn't know how to use it, so I taught her for a while."

The girl with ponytails followed suit and nodded.

"Practice the gun, that thing is better than the magic wand." Margaret glanced at Shirley's eyes, and said with a half-smile:

"Have you run out of bullets? I still have a lot of them, I'll get them later.

But I have to remind both of you that if you shoot too much, your arms are prone to numbness. When you two are practicing, you should pay more attention to rest. "

Knowing that Margaery was a natural Legilimency master, Shirley must have "seen" the two of them kissing.

So, after the girl with ponytail hummed like a mosquito, she lowered her head with a guilty conscience, ashamed to look into Margaery's eyes.

She wanted to learn Occlumency as soon as possible, otherwise it would be too embarrassing in front of Margaery.

Rove didn't have such worries as Shirley.

Although he doesn't know Occlumency, but last year on the Mayflower, he captured the Nightmare Tapir and got its magic... The memory surged.

The teenager can construct an extremely real false memory in his mind, the effect is similar to that of Occlumency, to resist the prying eyes of Legilimency.

Of course, even without this magic, Rove would not be embarrassed in front of Margaery.

The two of them had grown up together, and their relationship was too close, and they had never seen each other before, so there was really nothing to be embarrassed about.

Margery is a crazy guy who always wants to take Rove to a mixed bath, and she won't feel embarrassed. She grabbed Rove's ear and said in a charming voice:

"Rove, next time we will practice guns, bring my sister and me, the three of us will practice together, I am also a sharpshooter...Did you hear that?!"

"Take me too." Hermione said excitedly.

Margaery pinched Hermione's tender face, and said with a full smile, "I will definitely take you."

Rove sighed softly, wondering when Margaery would return to the United States, he suddenly frowned and said, "Hermione, where are your front teeth?"

"Using magic to make it smaller." Hermione opened her mouth proudly, her big white teeth gleaming, "They are all... neat and tidy now, don't they look good!"

"Aren't you unwilling to use magic to get smaller?" Rove said strangely: "I also said that I would help you get smaller, but you always refused. I thought you liked rabbit teeth."

"I don't like it!" Hermione curled her lips and said:

"My parents didn't agree, I always wanted to reduce my teeth, but they wanted me to wear orthodontic wire braces.

You know, they're all dentists and think teeth shouldn't be magically made smaller. "

"It's the most important thing to look good. Isn't it better to look good now?" Margaery said with a smile: "I'll see your parents later, and I'll tell them."

"Thank you, Sister Margaery!" Hermione smiled sweetly.

Rove rolled his eyes, Hermione seemed to have completely betrayed Margaery and became her little follower.

"Okay, let's go to London to play before the game starts." Margaery looked at Shirley and Hermione, and said:

"I took you two to buy clothes. You are all dressed too plainly. I bought a lot of clothes for you two before, and I put them at Rove's."

"What clothes?"

Both Shirley and Hermione looked at the boy curiously.

Rove felt dizzy for a while, and he was wearing those weird uniforms, stockings and high heels, all bought for the two of them?

"In short, they are all the styles that Rove likes." Margaery said with a smirk, "I'll take you to buy a few."

"Margery, don't buy clothes indiscriminately, they are both students, just buy some normal clothes." Rove hurriedly said:

"I'll pay the bill, including your clothes. Is that okay?"

"Is your little coffers enough?" Margery asked.

"You don't have to worry about that." Luo Fu smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you before that I have a batch of goblin silverware, and if you sell a few pieces, it will be enough to support the three of you."

"Then sister, I'm not welcome." Margaery said with a smile: "You can go too."

"I won't go." Rove shook his head and said. "I still have to brew potions to treat those magical creatures."

This is of course just an excuse.

He had a lot of experience shopping with Margaery and knew it was a hard job.

A woman can't unscrew a bottle of mineral water, but she can go shopping for hours without rest... It's really a biological miracle!

After the three left, Rove brewed the potion in the living room, and soon the doorbell rang outside the tent.

Rove walked out of the tent and saw a red-faced wizard with a short brown beard standing at the door. He smiled and said:

"Mr Amos Diggory, hello."

"Hello, Mr. Scamander." Digory shook hands with the boy.

Looking at Rove, Digory was also very emotional.

Three years ago, he took his men to King's Cross Station to investigate the boy's black box and check for dangerous magical creatures smuggled from Romania.

Just a few short years have passed, and the unknown boy at that time has become a wizard known to everyone in the UK, and he is about to receive the Merlin First Class Medal.

Looking at Rove, Digory realized what it means to be young and promising, and what it means to waste one's time. He has lived a long life like a dog.

Rove didn't know how Digory felt, he just smiled and said:

"You can just call me Rove. Cedric and I are good friends. Has he mentioned me to you?"

"Of course, Seid talked about you." Diggory said excitedly:

"He told me...about the game you played together...I said to him, I said-Sed, when you are old, you can tell your grandchildren about this, it's amazing!

He fought alongside the famous Rolf Scamander and won a Quidditch Cup for Hufflepuff House! "

Rove said a few words modestly, and finally got straight to the point:

"By the way, Mr. Diggory, I want the list. Do you have it?"

"Bring it." Digory took out a document from his pocket, handed it to the boy and said:

"The number of magical creatures brought by various countries is too large. This time, several departments under our Beast Office jointly managed it."

The Office of Beasts is one of three sub-departments of the Department of Regulatory and Control of Magical Creatures, which deals with all matters and problems relating to beast-like magical creatures.

And under this office, there are six subordinate departments.

Rove glanced roughly at the list, and his eyes stayed on the Committee for Handling Dangerous Animals.

The boy stared at the name of Walton McNeil, if he remembered correctly, this man used to be...

Death Eaters.

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