Chapter 4 Miss Granger, you don't want everyone to know, do you?
Since ancient times, wizards who can be called magizoologists have been excellent veterinarians.
Just like a physicist, he must have rich knowledge of mathematics; the old man who tells the fortune on the bridge must be good at applying film; the scrub boy in the bathhouse must be good at cupping...
Although the original owner of Rove's body cannot be called a magizoologist, he was born in this kind of family, and his ancestors have dealt with magical creatures. Naturally, he has been familiar with it and learned from his family... He traveled over and inherited the memory .
So Rove is really a veterinarian and can treat Raife for ADHD.
But Raife didn't think he was sick, especially when he heard that he was going to have an operation, he was so frightened that he quickly fell back on the ground, his paws crooked, he rolled his eyes, and stuck out his tongue to pretend to be dead.
It’s just that I’m really hungry, and occasionally I pop out my tongue and roll up a freeze-dried one, my mouth moves slightly, and I secretly swallow it.
Seeing this funny scene, Shirley couldn't help laughing.
Hermione rolled her eyes, she seemed to despise this kind of "hard-bodied" gluttony.
Even Neville, the master, couldn't bear to look directly at him, it was really embarrassing.
At this moment, the sharp siren sounded, and the Hogwarts Express vibrated, making a "dirty" trill, and slowly drove out of platform 9.
Rove turned his head and looked out of the car window. The calm water of the Thames River was flowing in the distance, and the surface of the river was covered with a faint mist.
Against the backdrop of the sky, the towering Tower Bridge looks like the two masts of a ship, disappearing into the rolling water in a hurry.
The young man clasped the back of his head with his hands, and looked up at the clear sky after the rain, as if it had been painted with a beautiful glaze.
The few people enjoyed the scenery for a long time, and they didn't wait for Malfoy to find fault. Instead, they waited for the sales witch to arrive first. She pushed the trolley full of food, opened the door of the compartment, and asked with a smile on her face:
"Children, do you want to buy some food? The train will not stop at the platform, and it will arrive at Hogwarts very late."
Neville stood up, touched his pockets, and sat back down.
Facing everyone's eyes, he blushed and explained embarrassingly: "I... didn't bring any money... my grandma was afraid that I would lose my wallet... so she didn't give me pocket money."
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"Then how do you eat?" Hermione asked curiously.
"Grandma told me in the morning to have the owls bring lunch." sighed Neville, who now had nothing but poor Nat.
Hey, wait... Gan, where's the bronze Nat he secretly hid in his pocket? !
Seeing Neville digging out his pockets over and over again, Rove and the others exchanged glances... Mrs. Longbottom is really good at seeing people!
"It's okay, Neville, let's buy some snacks to pad your stomach first, you don't need to pay for it." Rove smiled at the three of them, "You can choose whatever you want, don't be polite to me."
The young man waved his hand, as if proudly announcing: Today he will pay the bill!
Hermione was in a good mood immediately, and happily dropped the pen and book, and jumped towards the sales witch's cart.
Since meeting Rove, she has suffered several deflations, but she still hasn't regained her face. Since he is so generous to entertain guests, then don't blame her for cheating!
Hermione, who was making a lot of small calculations, picked and picked on the cart, and took a lot of snacks. After picking, she signaled Shirley with her eyes, don't be polite, and give Rolf a good meal.
Xue Li didn't get up, her slender ponytail swayed slightly, she said softly: "No, I've brought food."
Rove also picked out a lot of snacks. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Hermione who was whispering to Shirley. He almost wanted to laugh out loud. He suppressed a smile and asked, "Have you chosen? Don't you want more?"
"Ah... how embarrassing that is!" Seeing Rove being so polite, Hermione was really embarrassed, but she didn't hesitate at all, and was 'forced' to help Shirley choose some pastries.
Satisfied, she sat down in a chair and couldn't wait to unwrap a pumpkin pie.
Rove was holding a bunch of snacks, tilted his head, looked at Hermione and said, "If you get something, just pay. What are you waiting for?"
The girl who had already swallowed half a piece of pumpkin pie was completely stunned: "Huh?"
"The two of us made a bet before, can I find the entrance to platform 9... The bet is one Galleon, so I forgot so soon?"
Rove, holding half a vanilla magic wand, showed a 'shocked' expression:
"No way, no way, you don't want to renege on your debt, do you? So there is no gambling product?!"
Hermione almost choked on the pie, and she glared, "Damn you!"
"Then pay." Rove sat on the bench, raised his legs, and blinked at her, as if to say:
Miss Granger, you don't want your embarrassing incident outside the platform to be known to everyone...
This undoubtedly hit Hermione's weakness, she was the first to lose, bit her lip and said, "You are ruthless, garlic!"
Neville was dumbfounded. Granger didn't seem to be easy to talk to, but he was so obedient in front of Rove... just pay the bill?
As expected of the boss I fancy!
Hermione hurriedly took out a Galleon from her pocket, and the sales witch happily found seven copper Knuts: "Thank you for your patronage!"
After buying so much food and not having one Galleon, the wizarding world is really good and cheap. You must know that according to the exchange rate, one galleon is only about five pounds.
Shirley was struggling with her "food". The girl didn't lie, she did bring lunch, but she said it was lunch, but it was actually just a few slices of bread that were pitifully small, placed in a clean bamboo food box.
The bread was too hard, so she took a big sip of water before swallowing it with difficulty. When she raised her head, she found the boy with good-looking eyes was looking at her.
For the first time, Xue Li was a little embarrassed, she hesitated a little, raised the bread in her hand, and smiled, "Do you want to eat?"
Rove was not polite after hearing the words. He picked up a piece of bread from the bamboo food box, chewed it carefully, and put a bunch of snacks on the washed-white jeans of the girl with ponytails.
Shirley hurriedly took the food, and was about to refuse it, when Hermione shared half of her snacks.
She said angrily: "You're welcome, if you don't eat it, someone will eat it up, you can't take advantage of him!"
As Hermione said, she also glared at Rove who was slowly dismantling the chocolate frog... It's all her money!
Shirley was a little at a loss, but she couldn't refuse anymore, because her "lunch" was divided between Rove and Hermione.
Ignoring Hermione's fierce eyes, Rove glanced at his watch and asked, "What about you, Neville? It's already half past twelve, your grandma won't forget to bring you food, right?"
Neville tried his best to stretch his neck and looked out the window, expecting to see an owl delivering "takeaway", but unfortunately he didn't even see the feathers of the bird.
He murmured, and finally scratched his hair and said: "It's really possible, last time she went to Dumbledore's Research Society, she said she would bring me a meal, but she forgot in the end."
"Dumbledore Research Society?" Hermione snorted and asked, "What is that?"
Shirley bit the shiny pink coconut sorbet, and also pricked up her ears curiously.
"A society of old witches with an average age of seventy-five." Rove explained:
"They are all 'hardcore' female fans of Professor Dumbledore. My aunt Queenie is the president of the American branch. She is ninety years old."
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"Come on, Neville, eat a chocolate frog." Rove gave him some snacks and said with a smile. "Anyway, it's someone else's treat, so don't eat for nothing."
Hermione's face was stiff, and she took a hard bite of the bread Shirley brought, but she obviously underestimated the hardness, and her two front teeth were crushed, and she almost burst into tears from the pain.
Not knowing who made a slight laugh, the girl immediately raised her head and started to stare at him in death, especially at Rove, as if as long as he dared to laugh, she would blow his head off.
Luo Fu pinched his thigh, trying not to let himself laugh out loud... You can't laugh, if you laugh now, you will die!
He's a professional... no matter how funny it is, he won't laugh...probably...well.
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