Chapter 494 Margaery's
The oak door creaked open, and a kitty ran out of the room.
When it saw Rove, it wanted to jump straight into his arms, but because it was too obese, it could only jump less than half an elbow high, so it fell to the ground with a plop, and its chin hit the ground first.
Rove looked at the rather embarrassing cat and raccoon, and joked: "Moller, you used to be a flexible fat man, but now you can't even bounce, you really have to become a pig raccoon."
Maolizi seemed to have been greatly insulted, it meowed ferociously, but when the young man came over with a big bidou, it immediately became obedient again.
Rove reached out and scratched its chin, and introduced:
"Mo Le, this is Shirley. When you see her in the future, it will be the same as seeing me, you know?"
Mo Le's eyes widened, and he stared at Shirley. When he saw the girl take out the small snacks made by Hawklap from his pocket, it put away its hostility at the speed of light, drooping its eyebrows and head, and wagging its tail... a look of wanting to eat look like.
When Shirley handed the food to Mo Le, she also took the opportunity to pat its head, half admiring, half doubting:
"Moller is so pretty, but they are all cats and raccoons. Why is Hermione's Crookshanks so ugly?"
Crookshanks is indeed ugly, with a flat and big persimmon face, which seems to be always angry, and two bowed hind legs. When walking, he looks a bit awkward.
"Crookshanks is a half-breed cat and raccoon," Rove explained, "I don't know how many generations it has been strung together. It is so ugly that I even suspect it may have troll blood."
"Of course, don't tell Crookshanks this... Last time McMillan said it was ugly, and it put a dead mouse into his bed in the middle of the night. It's really narrow-minded."
Shirley covered her mouth and smiled, "Then I'll tell Hermione."
Rove rolled his eyes and said, "Is there a difference?"
He hastily stretched out his hand and scratched the armpits and slender waist of the girl with ponytails, and she could only laugh and beg for mercy.
The two laughed and played for a while, tidied up their messy clothes, and then opened the door and walked into a long corridor.
Mo Le walked heavily beside Rove, looking up at Shirley from time to time, with two jewel-like eyes full of curiosity.
A row of portraits hung neatly on the wall of the corridor, and they did the same, half-opening their eyes, secretly looking at the strange girl Rove brought.
Near the end of the corridor, there was a sound of footsteps, and a wrinkled witch came out of the hall.
"Grandma!" Rove hurried up to meet her.
Tina looked at the boy carefully, and said distressedly, "Rove, you've lost a lot of weight."
The young man has indeed lost a lot of weight recently, especially in Nurmengard. He ate too much evil spirits with Grindelwald. He reached out and wiped the old man's tears, and said with a smile:
"I won't go out during this period of time, and try to get my nutrition back at home."
Only then did Tina laugh. She looked past Rove, looked at the girl with ponytail not far away, and asked softly, "Who is this?"
Rove hurriedly introduced: "Grandma, this is Shirley... I told you."
Shirley came over, and she greeted nervously, "Mrs. Scamander, hello."
"This title is too commonplace, child." Tina looked at Shirley with a kind smile.
"I heard Rove talk about you... This will be your home from now on, just call me grandma just like Rove."
Rove winked at Shirley, making her blush, and shouted tremblingly:
"grandmother!"
"Okay!" Tina took Shirley's hand, looked her over carefully, and said with more satisfaction, "What a pretty little girl."
"Sit down quickly." The old man pulled Shirley to sit down on the sofa, waved his wand again, and poured three cups of tea.
Rove looked up and looked around, and asked, "Where did Grandpa go?"
"Your grandpa has gone to Dean Forest." Tina picked up the cup, took a sip and said:
"A villager said he saw big footprints there, so he went to check it out."
"Big footprints?" Rove was stunned.
The magical creatures that like to leave big footprints on the ground are the yeti in the Himalayas, the wild apes in Shennongjia and the American Bigfoot.
They often leave strange footprints, luring Muggles to find them... But these three magical creatures are not in the UK.
"Newt said it might be a giant's trail." The old man sighed, "Don't forget, there is a habitat for giants in Dean Forest."
"But hasn't the Upper Barnton giant tribe been abandoned long ago?" Rove frowned and said, "There have been no giants in Britain for more than ten years."
"That's why your grandpa went to check." Tina said, "He went all afternoon, and he should be back by dinner time."
Rove nodded, and asked again, "Where's Margaery?"
"She...has been waiting for you for several days and hasn't seen you coming back. She went to the Quidditch World Cup yesterday." Tina laughed and said, "She said she wanted to take a good place for the tent."
Rove breathed a sigh of relief, as long as Margaery is not at home.
But Tina's next words made him feel tight again.
"By the way, Margaery left you a gift before she left. She brought it from the United States... It's in your room. She told me not to look at it, and asked you to open it as soon as possible."
A bad thought came to Rove's mind.
"Take Shirley to her room, which is next to yours. I'll call you two after dinner is ready." Tina said again.
Rove hummed and stood up. Shirley still said very politely, "Grandma...goodbye. I'll come down to help you after I finish tidying up the room."
Tina did not refuse, but took the girl's hand and said with a smile on her face:
"You need to learn more. Some people are very picky eaters and have a very tricky mouth. You will worry about it in the future."
Shirley's face turned red again.
When the two arrived on the second floor quickly, the ponytailed girl patted her chest with relief, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Are you so nervous?" Rove couldn't help laughing: "My grandma is so kind."
"That's your grandma too!" Shirley wiped the sweat from her palms and said, "Can I not be nervous?"
"It's okay, just chat a few more times together." Rove said, "She likes people to listen to her story about catching Grindelwald the most."
Shirley nodded like a chick pecking at rice, indicating that she had made a note of it.
Rove took Shirley to her room, didn't stay long, and hurried back to his room to see the gift that Margaery brought back from the United States.
He carefully opened the door, turned on the light, and looked up, his face froze instantly.
At this moment, Rove was extremely glad that he didn't bring Shirley over.
Because...the bed is full of clothes!
Workplace female secret style package hip skirts, stewardess uniforms, policewoman system, nurse uniforms... There are also seven or eight pairs of high heels, delicate ladylike, queen strong, charming vixen.
Plus a dozen or so pairs of carefully selected stockings, lace, suspenders, hollow fun...all placed on the bed.
Rove gritted his teeth and said:
"Margaery...you wait!"
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