I was expelled from Hogwarts?

As time passed, the Hogwarts Express finally arrived at the terminus, stopping at the dilapidated Hogsmeade Station.

After getting out of the train, Rove looked up at the night sky, and saw the torrential rain, under the gust of wind, crackling and hitting the ground, as if he would not stop until the fish were drowned.

Rove recalled it carefully, and suddenly found that the several times when he arrived at the Hogsmeade platform at the beginning of school, it seemed that the weather was so cloudy and rainy... the same buff as the rain in the college entrance examination.

But considering this is the UK, rain is a normal thing.

Standing under the dilapidated awning, Shirley stretched out her hand to catch the rainwater. The raindrops hit her palm, and she whispered, "It's raining a lot."

Luo Fu also imitated the girl to catch the rain, and he sighed softly: "Yes, it's raining heavily, and now is also a good time to fish for thunderfish."

As a kind of magical fish that can generate electricity, thunder sturgeons are particularly active during thunderstorms and are most likely to bite hooks.

Rove, who has become addicted to fishing again, really wants to take a flat boat and throw two shots on the Black Lake to enjoy his hand addiction.

As for whether it will be struck by lightning? If you can't fish in various extreme environments, can you still be called a fisherman? !

Hearing Rove's words, Shirley gently pulled out her wand and pointed it at her palm. She took the boy's hand again, and with her palm close to her palm, she blinked mischievously and said:

"gave it to you."

Rove looked down and saw a water fish transformed from rain, swimming happily in the palm of his hand. A soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said:

"Xue Li, thank you for your gift, I will keep it in the fish tank well."

The ponytail girl pursed her lips happily.

In the distance, a familiar shout suddenly sounded. "First-year freshmen! First-year freshmen come here!"

Hagrid strode over, holding a small pink umbrella in his hand.

The umbrella wasn't too small, but judging by Hagrid's physique, it was really small. It could barely cover his head, and his clothes were soaked.

Hagrid soon saw Rove, and he called out:

"Rove, I saw the Daily Prophet. Is the Norwegian Spinosaurus that helped you save the Airborne Dragon Norbert?"

Not only Shirley, but even Hermione and Neville looked at Rove with a smile, especially Hermione, with a look of gloating.

It's not to blame for their expressions... Rove told Hagrid back then that he would take Norber to the Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve, live in the Big House, eat medium-rare steaks, and enjoy the boundless prairie.

But Rove actually kept Noble in his crate.

It's like telling others that you want to take someone else's daughter out to enjoy the best treatment in the world... In fact, behind the scenes, I have been a treasurer for the golden house, and I have cultivated it since I was a child.

It would be embarrassing for someone's old father to find out about it now and come to him again.

But with the attitude that as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed, Rove said with a cheeky smile, "It's Noble."

"Oh, my poor son left me when he was a few months old. At that time, he was still a little caterpillar. Although he doesn't look like my mother, his personality is just like mine."

Hagrid was sobbing, and took out a large, stained handkerchief, and buried his face in it.

"Seeing him grow up safe and sound...I'm so happy...didn't know he remembered me as a mom."

Rove reminded with a smile: "Hagrid, Norbert is a female dragon, I told you before."

Hagrid looked surprised. He clearly remembered that it was a Charmander with a handle, and he even played it, Little Sparrow.

After making an appointment with Hagrid to meet Norbert, Rove and his party walked along the rough and muddy road towards the Thestral carriage.

They got into the car and drove away, the horseshoes splashed like rain and mud behind them.

At this moment, there were only a few students left on the platform.

Harry and Ron didn't leave, they were still looking around, looking for Draco Malfoy.

In the past, Malfoy took the initiative to come to the door to provoke, but this time it was different, and it became the trouble they both wanted to find Malfoy.

On the night of the Quidditch World Cup, they were attacked, and Ron was beaten and stayed in the hospital for several days before recovering.

And Lucius Malfoy, who was behind the scenes, was actually acquitted. The two of them wanted revenge too much... They couldn't beat the old ones, so they could only come and beat the young ones.

However, Malfoy was also ruthless, hiding in the Slytherin car all day, not even going to the toilet, so that the two of them had no chance at all to fuck him hard.

This would be the last chance, and at Hogwarts, Malfoy had Snape to back him up.

"Hey, Harry Potter!" said a voice.

Harry looked up sharply to see Malfoy standing by the window of the train carriage, looking down at the two of them.

Next to Malfoy stood two fat men, Goyle and Crabbe.

"You and Weasley have been wandering around the door of the Slytherin carriage, are you looking for me?" Malfoy smiled sarcastically.

"Yes, we are looking for you." Harry said loudly:

"It's a pity Rove's dragon didn't burn your father, but it must have burned, right?

We want to find out about you. "

Malfoy's face didn't turn red, but a faint blush appeared on his pale cheeks. He said slowly:

"If I were you, Potter, I would be very careful. Although you survived that night by chance, you will still follow the path of your parents sooner or later."

"Before then, I will definitely send your parents into Azkaban!" Harry pointedly.

Malfoy cleared his throat and sneered, "Guess where I am now?"

Looking at the carriage, Harry was suddenly startled. He remembered that it was the carriage they had been in before.

"Are these luggage familiar to you?" Malfoy picked up a suitcase and put it on the window sill, and said with a smirk:

"What would happen if I dropped it?"

Seeing that it was his suitcase, Ron glared at him and said, "How dare you?!"

Malfoy smiled smugly. He opened the zipper of the box and was about to pour the things down when he saw something interesting and stopped.

Ron had an ominous premonition in his heart, and then he saw a very "chic" dress appearing in Malfoy's hands.

It looked like a gown of maroon velvet, with moldy ruffles at the neckline and matching lace at the cuffs.

Not so much a dress, for example, an old antique with a sense of the times.

"Look what I found!" Malfoy said with a laugh:

"Whose thing is this - needless to say it must be you - poor Weasley!"

Malfoy let out a series of high-pitched jeers, and Crabbe and Goyle smirked behind him, their voices rough and harsh.

"Your family can't afford new dresses, and there's no need to use your great-great-grandmother's clothes, right? Hahaha~"

"Go shit, Malfoy!" Ron cursed, his face flushed to the color of his tuxedo robes.

Suddenly Harry raised his wand and yelled, "Expelliarmus!"

Malfoy was hit by the curse and flew backwards.

Harry and Ron hurried back to the train, up the stairs against the flow of people, ready to give Malfoy a good beating.

As for the sorting ceremony... what is that?

After an unknown amount of time, the door slammed shut, and the train started slowly.

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