I was expelled from Hogwarts?

As the saying goes: Half of strangers are slaughtered, and acquaintances are grand slams. Don't be afraid of being tricked by strangers, but be afraid of being cheated by acquaintances!

Professor Trelawney's so-called great-great-grandmother's family heirloom is definitely not worth a thousand Galleons, and if you cut it to zero, it might be just right... Porov must be at a loss.

But there is no way, who let Trelawney have the duality of divination gods and ghosts.

When she is reliable, she can predict things more than ten years later; when she is unreliable, she is a complete old liar.

You can't believe everything Professor Trelawney said, but you can't completely disbelieve it.

In particular, Rove returned to Hogwarts across the latitude of time and space for six months, and she was able to find him accurately. He said it was a pure coincidence, but he didn't believe it.

The wizarding world doesn't believe in luck! !

Besides, a thousand galleons is not a lot of money to Rove, so let's spend money to buy peace.

Rove sent Professor Trelawney to the school hospital, asked Madam Pomfrey to help her sober up, and went to the principal's office again. This time, he didn't encounter any other wizards, and the journey went smoothly.

Sitting behind the desk, Dumbledore looked at the boy who knocked on the door and asked softly:

Rove, it's so late, is there anything urgent for you to come to me?

Rove sat on the chair opposite the old man, and said straight to the point:

Professor Dumbledore, I do have an urgent matter. In an hour, Peter Pettigrew will sneak into Gryffindor Tower.

Peter Pettigrew? asked Dumbledore, Is he going to attack Harry?

No, he's going to sneak into George and Fried's dormitory. Rove explained:

They have a Marauder's Map in their hands, which can show the activities of every wizard in the school. That's what he's looking for.

How did you find out about this?

Rove didn't speak, just pulled the golden timer from his neck, Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and said:

You used Miss Granger's time-turner, from an hour later?

Professor, I did use the Time Turner. Rove shook his head and said, But not from an hour later.

The boy smiled slightly and said, I'm from six months later.

The old man was stunned and almost thought he had heard wrong.

The portraits of the principals on the wall also stopped pretending to be asleep, and all opened their eyes, whispering to each other there.

The red-nosed Dexter Fusco said excitedly:

Rove, hurry up and tell me what are the lottery numbers for the Daily Prophet's annual prize?

I bought lottery tickets every day when I was alive, and I never won more than one Galleon.

You don't think that if you know the number, you can really win the prize? Rove said with a dumbfounded smile, They will change the number, and the staff will finally win the prize.

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Rove, did you tell me that the Ravenclaw Quidditch team made it to the finals this year? Evra asked hastily.

Ravenclaw is the top four again, and the record is very stable.

Evra whined: Can I see Ravenclaw win the championship before Dumbledore retires?

The principals of other colleges laughed.

It's hard! Phineas Black, wearing a monocle, screamed:

Hello, Scamander boy, how is my great-great-grandson? Is he dead?

Not dead. Rove shook his head and said, But Sirius destroyed your picture frame at 12 Grimmauld Place.

Phineas cursed angrily, This beast!

Dumbledore, who was silent for a long time, interrupted their nonsense. He pushed the half-moon glasses and continued to ask:

Rove, did I let you come here in the future?

Yes. Rove suppressed his smile and said seriously, I need your help.

Help...doesn't mean Pettigrew Peter from Gryffindor Tower?

Dumbledore crossed his hands and said slowly:

If you just go there to catch Peter, with your ability, you don't need my help, and you won't delay until Easter next year to use the time-turner to return to today.

Rove secretly lamented Dumbledore's thoughtfulness, he nodded and said:

In addition to Gryffindor Tower, there is Pettigrew Peter tonight, who brought Voldemort back from Easter... I came after them.

So... Dumbledore asked in surprise, They also got a time-turner?

That's right. Rove was about to tell everything, but Dumbledore raised his hand to stop him.

The old man seemed to see through the young man's mind, and calmly said:

Rove, I shouldn't know too much about the future. If I know, I can't help but make a move instead of going with the flow.

The history you have experienced in the past year will also be completely rewritten, and you will be backlashed by the power of time, you know?

Rove nodded and said, I see!

So what shall we do next? Dumbledore asked.

Rove looked out of the window, and the moonlight streamed in through the gap between the narrow windows, leaving silver spots on the boy's face. He looked into the Forbidden Forest and said:

Go to the Forbidden Forest,

Kill Peter first,

Kill Voldemort again!

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The night covered the high mountains, the surroundings were silent, the moonlight poured down, and there were shadows, extremely eerie.

Peter Pettigrew was sitting on a moss-covered rock, buckling the sole of his shoe, and knocking out a large bone fragment.

Master, I found it. Peter shouted excitedly:

I stepped on your father's bones before and found his remains... We have your father's bones, so we don't need to go back to that cemetery.

Voldemort's red eyes stared fixedly at Wormtail, not knowing whether to praise him or punish him.

Since I have it, let me resurrect.

Yes, master. Peter waved his wand excitedly, and transformed into a stone cauldron again.

After adding water and potion, Peter lit the cauldron, put Voldemort into it, and then threw the bone residue into it. He whispered:

Father's bones, donated unintentionally, can make your son regenerate!

The potion hissed, sparks flew, and the liquid turned an eerie... black.

Peter lifted his cloak, gouged out a large piece of flesh from his chest a second time, and threw it into the cauldron.

Your servant's meat, voluntarily donated, can bring your master back to life!

Peter finally picked up the piece of Harry Potter's flesh that Voldemort had bitten off, and squeezed blood out into the cauldron.

The blood of your enemy, compelled to sacrifice, may resurrect your enemy!

The cauldron boiled, and diamond-like sparks flew in all directions, turning everything around it a black velvet color.

Suddenly, the flame on the cauldron was extinguished, and the color of the potion turned gray-green, like mud in a swamp.

A stench rose from the cauldron, a mixture of urine, excrement, and rotten flesh, with corpses, festering boils, and festering wounds.

The stench was so strong that it almost made Peter spit up. He covered his mouth and stepped back quickly.

Peter suddenly heard sobbing from inside the cauldron, followed by a scream of pain, like a crying baby after being severely whipped.

Master, are you alright? Peter had retreated behind a big tree, and he asked worriedly, Is this a normal phenomenon of resurrection?

The creepy screams stopped suddenly, and Peter was about to walk over to check the cauldron...

Exploded with a bang!

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