I was expelled from Hogwarts?

The wallet Rove picked up was enlarged a lot with the Untraceable Stretching Charm. Although it was not as big as his own suitcase, it was still amazing enough.

Most of the space in the wallet is filled with the hairs of various magical creatures and precious wood, among which there are many prohibited items that are prohibited from trade.

No wonder that girl wants to sneak into this floating dragon boat.

This is a magic ship dispatched by the International Federation of Wizards to pick up representatives from various countries. It will not be strictly scrutinized by German Aurors. Of course, it is the best choice for smuggling.

Although it was an item belonging to a smuggler, Rove did not intend to hand it over to the British delegation or the International Federation of Wizards, but was prepared to wait for the owner to come to him.

If the girl doesn't come to him in Berlin, Germany, then Rove can only reluctantly accept it.

The boy circled around the room and arranged magic in every corner.

This is his habit of going out. His own box is too important and must be treated with caution.

The whole room was also very large, except for an oak bed with brown velvet curtains and carved vine leaves, and a tall wardrobe.

Rove opened the window, a gust of wind blew in, and the curtains brushed against the rose-colored carpet, leaving undulating shadows on it, like a strong wind blowing across the sea.

The young man looked into the distance. At this moment, he was standing at an altitude of 10,000 meters. Under his feet was a vast sea of ​​clouds, and the sky was a bright starry sky.

Under the moonlight, the sea of ​​clouds seems to be covered with a layer of silver coat, and the silver light is shining, which is magnificent and refreshing.

He was on a floating dragon boat.

The floating dragon is a huge magical creature with the most docile temperament. After special training, it can be made to carry magic buildings and used as a means of transportation for wizards.

It's faster than both the Orient Express and the Mayflower.

Rove stood by the window enjoying the night view for a while, when there was a knock on the door suddenly, he walked over to open the door, and saw Bertha Jorkins again.

Mr. Scamander, you have missed supper time, and I have come to bring you some supper.

Thank you so much, please come in. Rove smiled and said, Just call me Rove.

Bertha walked into the room, put the food box on the table, and Rove poured her a cup of tea.

Bertha sat on the sofa, picked up the cup, took a few sips, and said, Rove, if you have anything missing, you can tell me, and I'll go to the service staff to let you know.

Not yet, I will let you know if there is a need. Rove said politely: Thank you for your concern.

Bertha exchanged pleasantries for a while, but she still had no intention of leaving. She inquired:

Rove, I heard that Sirius Black is a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts?

Yes, but he has resigned. Rove paused and asked, Do you know Professor Black?

I know! Speaking of Sirius, Bertha immediately started talking, When I was studying at Hogwarts, I was a few grades ahead of him.

At that time, he was handsome and came from the Black family. He was very popular. Many witches liked him, but he rejected them all.

I have been observing him and found that his relationship with James Potter is very unusual.

Unusual? Rove raised his eyebrows.

Yeah, they are always inseparable, so good to wear a pair of underwear, I once thought they were a couple. Bertha sighed:

I didn't expect Potter to be with Evans later. It's a pity.

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Bertha, knocking out any cp will only hurt you!

Bertha was like a chatterbox, talking endlessly about the past, but sometimes she would get stuck, as if the time was too long to remember.

Rove knew that this was the result of Barty Crouch, who cast a powerful Amnesia on her, causing permanent damage to her memory and becoming forgetful ever since.

Crouch and his son are really evil.

Rove, is there something important about your trip to Berlin?

It's nothing important. Rove said vaguely, I'm going to Berlin to visit a friend of my grandfather's, and this ship happens to be on the way.

Me too! Bertha said like a bamboo tube pouring beans, I have taken annual leave and am going to Albania for vacation, and this floating dragon boat will pick up the Albanian representative.

Speaking of Albania, Rove thought of Voldemort again, and wondered where Tom was wandering now.

With Peter Pettigrew dead, though, Bertha's trip to Albania should be safe.

At least she can't be caught by Peter again and delivered to Voldemort.

While the young man was meditating, Bertha whispered: Rove, Mr. Crouch set off without waiting for you, and he didn't mean to target you.

You mustn't be angry, Mr. Crouch has always been like this, he is meticulous in his work, hard on others, and hard on himself.

Why would I be angry about this? Rove smiled and asked casually:

Do you know Mr. Crouch well?

Well, I used to work in the Department of International Magical Cooperation for a while, when Mr. Crouch was still the director. Bertha hurriedly said:

However, because of the case of Sirius Black, he was suspended for a year and demoted two levels in a row. Now he is only the deputy director of the International Office of Magical Law.

That's right... Although Crouch wronged Sirius and caused an unjust, false and wrongful case that shocked the UK, he was only suspended for one year and demoted two grades in a row.

There is no way, the Crouch family is a pure-blood family with a wide network of contacts, it is impossible to enter Azkaban or be expelled because of this kind of thing.

It is said that there is a lifelong responsibility system for wrongful cases, but at most it will stop at the Ministry of Magic for compensation, and it is impossible to really pursue it to death.

However, Crouch, the deputy director of the International Magic Law Office, has not been in office for too long.

Rove was about to go back to England, so he arrested Barty Crouch Jr.

He didn't believe in helping his Death Eater's son escape from Azkaban... This shocking scandal was not enough for Crouch to get a one-way ticket to Azkaban!

Bertha chatted for a while, and finally left the room. After eating supper, Rove washed up and lay down on the bed to sleep.

In the dead of night, white smoke curled up and suddenly entered the room through the crack of the door.

After a while, the door opened gently with a creak, and a girl with braids crept into the room, turned around and closed the door gently.

She turned on the light and looked towards the big bed. The boy was already sound asleep, snoring slightly.

The girl's eyes were bright and she smiled triumphantly. She waved her magic wand and said, The purse is flying here.

The wallet didn't fly over, but the boy's head shook instead.

The girl leaned over to take a look, and found that her wallet was pressed tightly under the pillow.

The girl took off her shoes and jumped onto the soft big bed that could sleep four or five people. When she was thinking about moving his head away, her eyes rolled slyly.

Looking at the boy's handsome face, she suddenly had a bad taste, and wanted to draw a devil on the face of this nasty little thief, and then write here for a visit.

When he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will definitely be shocked!

The girl sat cross-legged next to the boy, took out a quill from her pocket, and was about to write when the boy suddenly opened his eyes, and the two happened to look at each other.

The girl's face changed drastically. She was about to get the wand, but Rove reached out and grabbed her slender ankle, and pulled it down hard, throwing it over the bed.

The girl fell on the soft bed, and immediately kicked Rove's face with her grasped feet.

Rove tilted his head to avoid the jade feet, continued to grab the girl's ankles, twisted his arms, and led her to spin around on the bed.

The girl who couldn't tell the truth finally grabbed the wand. She straightened her upper body before raising the wand, only to see four vines jumping out, binding her hands and feet.

The vines wrapped around the four bedposts again, and instantly shrank, pulling the girl's limbs apart, turning her into a big shape.

Rove sat on the girl's waist, picked up the quill in his hand, tapped the girl's forehead, and said with a smile:

What were you trying to write just now?

Tell me... I'll write it for you!

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