Chapter 13 Ah, there is a ghost!
Malfoy found out that Rove didn't do anything, or intended to let Mortla rat bite, but instead of being relieved, he became more and more trembling.
The young man no longer had the unruliness on his face, his body remained motionless, and he said in a dry voice, "Mr. Scamander, I was joking with the two of them... It's just a joke among classmates."
"Just kidding... your face changes really quickly, and you are also a talent." Rove let go of Malfoy's shoulders, looked at the light-blond-haired boy, and said, "Tsk tsk:
"Just now in front of Professor Snape, you were quite spineless, you sued me for being tricky, and you wanted to expel me...Is that also a joke?"
"That's why I was blind! I was instigated by Goyle and Crabbe!" Malfoy did not hesitate to betray his little follower, and the little brother wanted to use it to top the tank at this time.
But when he turned his head, he realized that his two little followers had already seen that something was wrong, and ran away with oil on their feet.
"Mr. Scamander, I will not be provoked again. Please forgive me this time."
Rove squinted his eyes, looking at this guy who almost swears, he is such a strong Malfoy, and Draco is playing with the wind.
Hey, this seems to be a traditional art skill of the Malfoy family. When the situation is not going well, they like to jump around repeatedly.
Rove patted Malfoy on the shoulder, and didn't say anything harsh, but smiled brilliantly.
"Where's your wallet made of shapeshifting lizard skin?"
"Here!" Malfoy quickly took it out, and he said with a sad face, "But it's empty, Gallon and the magic items are all given to you..."
"It's okay. As a punishment, I hope that next time you find me, you can bring two such full wallets."
Rove smiled and kindly helped him tidy up his wrinkled collar.
"Of course, you can bring Professor Snape, or find someone more powerful, to trouble me, but next time it will be four wallets."
"..."
Malfoy felt that he had suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck before meeting Scamander. He stuffed his wallet back into his pocket and was about to oil the soles of his feet when he heard Rove lightly say:
"Don't you need to apologize?"
Malfoy frowned, turned his head and glanced at Harry and Ron, asking him to bow his head to Scamander, yes!
But these two are not very happy... do they match? !
Just after catching Rove's eyes, he immediately apologized obediently, and then quickly disappeared.
Malfoy swore secretly that he would learn the most powerful magic from Snape, and then come back to humiliate Scamander... Three months east of the river, three months west of the river, don't bully the young and poor!
"Are you two okay?" Rove asked.
"It's okay, thank you for your help." Harry was very grateful. Malfoy seemed to be not very good, but his two servants were tall and fat. If they really fought, he and Ron might not be opponents.
"My name is Harry Potter."
"Hi, my name is Rove Scamander." Rove reached out and shook his hand.
Harry was surprised to find that Rove was the only little wizard who didn't yell out loud and looked shocked when he heard his name, which made him have a lot of good feelings.
"My name is Ron Weasley." Ron also reached out his hand enthusiastically, and he couldn't wait to ask, "Why are Malfoy and the others so afraid of you?"
Since he is gossip, he also wants to learn a few hands.
Rove still looked calm and calm, he thought for a while and said, "Probably because I convince people with reason."
"..."
Several people chatted for a while, Rove said goodbye and left, Ron looked at the back of the blond boy, and suddenly said: "I remembered, I've heard his name before."
"Is Rove famous too?" Harry asked.
"No, Digory came to visit our house last night. He and my father are colleagues in the Ministry of Magic." Ron said in a low voice:
"Digory said that he received an order from the Minister to take the wizard to the station to check the luggage of a Rolf Scamander... I heard that he is extremely dangerous!"
Harry opened his mouth wide. It was hard for him to imagine how dangerous an eleven-year-old wizard could be, requiring the Ministry of Magic to be so cautious.
Coupled with Malfoy's fear, Rove's status in Harry's heart instantly rose infinitely.
"He must be very good." Harry sighed. "It's not like I don't know anything. I dare say that I will definitely be the worst student and be assigned to the worst college."
"No, there are many students who come from Muggle families like you." Ron comforted.
"That's right." Harry said in a much better mood, "Actually, it doesn't matter where you get assigned, as long as you don't get assigned to Professor Snape's college."
"Why?" Ron wondered.
They didn't know which house Snape was head of, Harry already didn't want to go?
Harry hesitated for a moment, glanced around, lowered his voice, and said quickly:
"Professor McGonagall told Dean Snape to go back just now. He walked past us and glanced at me..."
Harry shuddered and said, "You didn't see Snape's eyes, staring into my eyes, as if he wanted to gouge my eyeballs..."
"I've definitely never met Dean Snape before, I don't know why he looks at me like that!"
Ron thought for a moment, then guessed: "Could it be that Professor Snape has someone he hates, with eyes of the same color as yours?"
"possible."
"Then when you see Professor Snape in the future, just close your eyes and only let him see your face, and he probably won't hate you anymore." Ron suggested.
"Makes sense!" Harry slapped his thigh, feeling that Ron was really clever.
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Rove's goal was to settle accounts with Malfoy, and it was just a coincidence that he helped Harry and Ron out of the siege, and he actually didn't have much interest in them.
Playing and nurturing... that was Dumbledore's hobby, and Rove only liked to domesticate, not a stranger.
Rove still doesn't believe it. If he stays away from Harry, he won't be able to graduate safely?
After all, he is a good boy who doesn't like to cause trouble.
As the discussion heated up, how to sort the house was no longer the focus of the topic, and the little wizards began to vote for the most terrifying sorting ceremony.
Unexpectedly, the one who won the top 1 votes in the end was not fighting a troll or a fire dragon, but washing...Professor Snape's hair.
Snape's big oily hair, he hadn't washed it for half a year, he really had to wash his hair to get into a good college, and more than half of the students expressed that they would drop out and go home.
When Rove came back, he found Hermione muttering words again, and the wand was still waving, as if performing a wand dance.
What's ridiculous is that Neville also waved his wand, but his aesthetic sense was much worse, more like a maniac with epilepsy.
Rove walked up to the most normal girl with ponytails, and asked softly, "Xue Li, what are they doing? They are going to perform on stage when they are getting ready for sorting?"
"They're reciting magic." Shirley lowered her voice and whispered, "Hermione speculates that the school will sort the little wizards according to their studies."
Well... It's a perfect reproduction of the scene where they met on the platform. I didn't expect Hermione to still miss this idea.
"Then why don't you recite it?" Rove asked.
Shirley blinked, with a smile on her lips.
"You think it's stupid too, don't you?" Rove said with a chuckle, "It seems that among the four of us, only us two are normal people, Hermione and Neville, two idiots."
Rove underestimated Hermione's hearing. Just as he finished saying "idiot", the girl suddenly pricked up her ears, and her eyes swept over her instantly.
She stopped reciting the spell, crossed her arms around her chest, walked over, and snorted coldly, "Are you talking ill of me again?"
"No, I'm just discussing with Shirley whether the spells you've recited have any effect on ghosts." Rove lied and said it easily.
"I inquired, the sorting ceremony is actually to deal with ghosts."
Hermione had a playful look of believing you and I were idiots.
Rove suddenly looked horrified, and looked behind the girl, as if he saw something unclean.
Hermione's smile froze instantly, she turned her head back, only turned halfway, and then quickly turned back, her mouth curled up, pinching her waist and looking at Rove, she laughed and said:
"This trick again, do you think I will be deceived by you? Scamander! You are the big idiot!!"
She smiled and showed a pair of front teeth, obviously very proud.
Rove looked weird.
Shirley just blinked her eyes, pursed her lips, and didn't laugh out loud.
"This classmate, can you make way? You are blocking the way."
A gloomy voice sounded.
Hermione looked over her shoulder.
A pearly white, translucent ghost floated behind her, and the ghost's head wobbled from its neck and draped over its shoulders, as if the head was hinged.
Not far away, there are about twenty equally terrifying and ferocious ghosts floating, and beside them, there is a bloody red lantern floating...
"Ah! There is a ghost!!"
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(Thanks to the two big names "Little Scholar of Tang Dynasty" and "I am Liu Guangyao" for their rewards.)