I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Being expelled from Hogwarts is indeed one of the few "excellent traditions" passed down to this day by the Scamander family.

Generations of wizards have unlocked this achievement, like Newt Scamander.

Rove can even proudly express disdain for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and then use Green's formula: Scamander is "cursed" before you are cursed!

Of course, it has nothing to do with the curse, but more because the wizards of the Scamander family like to raise magical creatures, so being expelled is not so difficult to understand.

Therefore, when Rove came to Hogwarts to study this time, he only did three things:

Graduation, graduation, or fucking graduation!

It's really important to mix education, can't the Scamander family produce all dropouts?

When they were about to return to their carriage, Rove found two familiar figures from a distance, guarding the door furtively. They were still looking around, as if they were looking out for others.

The two chubby guys were indeed watching the wind. After seeing Rove, Gore tried to whistle to remind the people in the carriage to come out.

But Goyle was too nervous to blow the whistle. Fortunately, Crabbe was not too stupid, so he knocked on the wooden door of the compartment.

In response, there was a terrified scream, and then, there was a loud cry like a pig being slaughtered in the carriage.

For a while, Gore and Crabbe were in a dilemma.

escape?

Malfoy was still in the carriage, and they just slipped away like this. How could the two of them have any good fruit afterwards!

But open the door and go in to save people... Don't be ridiculous, there are screams in the carriage, Malfoy is obviously in danger, if you go in at this time, if you don't say it for nothing, there is a high probability that something will happen.

The two of them are slow to respond, but not stupid!

The two of them froze at the door like this. Rove came step by step. When he was approaching the door, he frowned, as if impatiently said:

"roll!"

The two pudgy growled, clenched their fists and creaked their joints... Who is not a lawless young master at home, but one day someone said "scroll"!

That ignoring look made the two of them feel even more sad, angry and humiliated. They glared angrily, and then...

He strode away without looking back.

Get out!

snort! !

Goyle and Crabbe sprinted away, and in a few moments they were out of sight.

Rove opened the car door, squinted his blue eyes, and looked into the car.

A pale and thin young man was screaming heart-piercingly. On his neck lay a creature, much like a mouse, with a sea anemone-like arch on its back.

The creature opened its sharp mouth and bit the young man's neck tightly. He fell backwards and fell hard to the ground.

"Malfoy!" Neville exclaimed, "What's that mouse?"

"Mortla Rat."

Rove flung out a dried fish expressionlessly, and the Mortella rat let go of Malfoy reluctantly. It jumped up, opened its mouth and sucked the dried fish into its mouth, biting directly, taking a few bites. Just put the dried fish into the belly.

Malfoy curled up on the ground, a bite mark on his pale neck, red and swollen.

"I'm dying!" he yelled. "Someone come and save me...I'm going to die..."

"It's just being bitten by the Motra rat, and it won't kill you." Rove walked into the carriage slowly and examined it.

"Then why do I retch, feel nauseous..." Malfoy covered his mouth, retching until tears came out.

"I won't die, but I didn't say I won't get sick." Rove turned his head to look at the frightened brown-haired girl, raised his chin and said:

"Hermione, give him a popular science about the symptoms of being bitten by a Motra rat."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, then said: "People who are bitten will have symptoms of retching, and severe patients... will also emit... sparks."

"It's the sparks coming out of the anus!" Rove emphasized.

Malfoy: "..."

"It's okay, it will last for 48 hours at most." After checking around, Rove sat down on the chair and said with a smile:

"Malfoy, right? You will be the coolest student this year. When you were in the sorting school, your butt sparkled with lightning all the way. After many years, everyone will remember the way you appeared on the stage."

"..."

Malfoy touched his butt, a little panicked, no wonder it was so hot and painful there, like a wooden stick piercing it.

"It's not that there is no way to solve it. It's the... liquid secreted by the armadillo." Rove took out a small crystal bottle and said with a strange smile:

"Applied internally and externally, it will return to normal in a few hours."

"Give it to me quickly!" Malfoy reached for the crystal bottle, but Rove raised his elbow and slapped the boy's palm off.

Malfoy threatened sharply: "My father is a school trustee, and he is also a good friend with Dean Snape. Believe it or not, I will let him expel you immediately!"

Rove smiled, shifted his gaze slightly, squinted and said, "Why did you appear in our carriage?"

"I……"

"When I left, I closed the window on purpose, why did it open again?" Rove said slowly:

"There's also that Motra rat, which I left to guard the compartment. If no one touches the box, it won't take the initiative to attack the wizard."

Rove said calmly, "Malfoy, are you trying to throw your luggage out the window while we're not here?"

Saying this, the eyes of Hermione, Shirley and Neville all changed.

If it's just looking for trouble, it's fine, I didn't expect to lose my luggage, it's too despicable!

Especially Hermione, like a cat with blown fur, she brought the most things. If it wasn't for the fear of being fired, Hermione really wanted to hold Shirley's baseball bat and make Malfoy think like Kennedy.

Malfoy looked a little unnatural, and soon hummed in a soft voice: "Don't talk nonsense, you have no evidence!"

"Yeah, we really have no evidence." Rove nodded slightly. "Even if you tell the professor, the school will not punish you, not to mention that your father Lucius has a relationship with Dean Snape, so he can use his back door."

"It's good to know." Malfoy became more and more arrogant, proudly said:

"Then why don't you hurry up and give me the antidote, make amends to me, and give me all your Galleons... Otherwise, when my father comes, I will fire you all!"

"Expulsion? How can I be expelled without an admission letter from Hogwarts?" Rove laughed.

Malfoy: "..."

"But you have something to do with it, you have the final say... You will be fired. When you leave, as a gift, let this marsupial spider bite you too."

Rove held the cage and placed the marsupial spider in front of Malfoy.

Malfoy shivered in fright. He trembled and said dryly, "Don't do this...it's all a misunderstanding, it's all my fault...I apologize to you..."

"Apologize now? I thought you could hold on for a while longer." Rove patted Malfoy on the shoulder and said, "To be honest, I still like your rebellious look."

Malfoy stared at the spider with a pale face, but still maintained a smile on his face. The whole person looked ridiculous, and he almost begged: "Forgive me this time, it's Goyle and Crabbe who let me here."

"You said that, you will be a classmate from now on, I have to give you a chance to reform yourself." Rove tilted his head and said with a smile: "But I can't give you this bottle of potion for free..."

"How can that be?" Malfoy hurriedly said, "I can buy it with money, is ten Galleons enough?"

"Ten Galleons?" Rove stared at Malfoy, and said contemptuously, "Where are you sending beggars? My bottle is more than ten Galleons, and it is an antique from the Victorian era.

In Knockturn Alley, you can't get it without a hundred Galleons, heh~ so the Malfoy family is so poor? "

Malfoy was angry. He hated people saying he was poor the most. Who did he look down on? !

"I just brought two hundred Galleons, all for you!" Malfoy took out a lizard skin to make a wallet, and took out a handful of Galleons from it.

"Two hundred Galleons, it's barely enough. We're all classmates, so I'll pay some money." Rove looked at a loss.

Two hundred is still too little... Malfoy was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. This was all the pocket money he brought, and he really had no spare money.

His family did have money, but Hogwarts was a closed school and there was no place to spend money, so he didn't bring too many Galleons.

He was reaching for the bottle of potion, Rove frowned again, and Malfoy cursed inwardly, this bastard is really dishonest.

Rove squatted down, hooked his shoulders with Malfoy, and sighed: "I paid for the medicine, but you caused the four of us to suffer such a big fright, and it's unreasonable not to have any compensation."

Malfoy wanted to cry but had no tears.

"But I've run out of money, can I... make an IOU?"

"IOU?" Rove shook his head and said, "That's fine. If you don't have money, you can use magic items as collateral. Your wallet is made of deformed lizard skin. I don't know how many things can be stored in it?"

Malfoy looked at Rove, completely dumbfounded. Under the eyes of everyone, he raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

You said why did you provoke him!

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