Chapter 536 Little Indian Shock
Walking in the train corridor, Rove was still thinking about Malfoy.
There is something wrong with his current state, he is too arrogant.
Malfoy in the past was also very arrogant: he put the diary in Hogwarts and opened the secret room; he forced the school board to dismiss Dumbledore; after being kicked out of the school board, he wrote Dumbledore to insult him.
That's right... Malfoy was so arrogant before, but this kind of arrogance was based more on his own safety.
Malfoy did not open the Chamber of Secrets himself, and no one could prove that the diary was related to him. It was the power of the school board to remove Dumbledore.
As for insulting Dumbledore, you can just scold him back. Can you still be imprisoned in Azkaban for such a trivial matter?
Anyway, when Malfoy does all kinds of bad things, he always puts safety first, and picks himself cleaner than a chicken without feathers.
Even the night raid on the Quidditch World Cup in the previous life was to attack the Muggles in the camp in the middle of the night, and slipped away as soon as they saw the Dark Mark...a brave and cowardly one stood out.
But this time was different, Malfoy directly led a group of Death Eaters to ambush Harry, and even confronted Sirius, Lupine and the others... Not to mention that his life was in danger, there was also the risk of being caught.
This kind of fearless gesture, Malfoy only did when Voldemort was still alive... This made Rove even more suspicious that Voldemort was with him now.
But the problem is that when Voldemort lost his power back then, even though he stayed in the Albanian forest, he didn't go to Malfoy and these servants, it was out of distrust!
There's no reason for the Dark Lord to suddenly trust Malfoy now!
Rove thought all the way, and enjoyed the sideways glances all the way. When passing by a box, a girl suddenly jumped out and blocked his way.
"Hey Rove!"
Rove was taken aback, and quickly came back to his senses, looking at the witch blocking the way:
It was a beautiful Indian girl with two long black hair braided, and a gleaming gold bracelet on her wrist.
"Hello, Padma, what's the matter?"
Padma Patil is a student of Ravenclaw, she also has a twin sister Parvati, in Gryffindor College.
This pair of beautiful sisters looks exactly the same, but their personalities are completely different. The elder sister is a little cold, while the younger sister is more lively... So, Rove can recognize this is the younger sister at a glance.
There is also a more rigorous way of distinguishing, that is, there is a mole on the left chest of the elder sister, but not on the chest of the younger sister.
Of course, Rove has never seen it with her own eyes. This is what Padma said last year. At that time, she asked Rove to help him tattoo a small pigeon tattoo on her chest...it will only emerge when you exercise vigorously That invisible tattoo!
Hearing the boy's words, Padma said in a resentful tone: "It's okay, can't I say hello to you?"
"Of course you can." Rove smiled.
Padma is a big customer, and he often doesn't know where to get sick magical creatures for him to help treat.
"I read the papers recently. The Quidditch World Cup is scary," Padma said. "You're not hurt, are you?"
"No injury." Rove asked, "Didn't you come to watch the game during the summer vacation?"
"No, I've been staying in India." Padma shook her head. "We Indian wizards are actually not interested in Quidditch. We prefer to play cricket."
Cricket first appeared in the 13th century and originated in England, but it flourished in the Commonwealth...especially in India, and even became one of the most profitable leagues in the world.
In India, both Muggles and wizards like to play this sport.
"Quidditch is so dangerous, next time you come to India to watch cricket." Padma looked at the boy with bright eyes, and warmly invited:
"Our Cricket World Cup opening ceremony is much more interesting than a Quidditch mascot show."
Rove suddenly became interested and asked, "What kind of performances are there?"
"Acrobatics on the broomstick." Padma said proudly:
"A Firebolt can hold fifty-eight wizards, and the person on top can perform difficult moves such as backflips. Isn't that much better than some of Ronsky's feints?"
"..."
Rove and Patil chatted for a while before leaving. Before parting, she forced a package of Indian specialty to the boy—— curry made from water from the Ganges River and cow urine.
Rove quickly found Shirley and Hermione in a box.
Neville was there too, fiddling with an Irish coat of arms that was still screaming "Troy! Mallett! Moran!"
It's just that the magic power of the badge is slowly fading, and the sound of the badge is also weakening.
Rove sat down on the chair, then handed the curry to Shirley and asked her to put it in the box.
"What is this?" The ponytail girl asked curiously, "It feels soft to the touch?"
"This is the local specialty curry that Patil gave me. I suspect it is poisonous. You must not eat it." Rove warned, "Don't let magical creatures eat it... especially the gluttonous Nixiu."
"Since it's poisonous, why not throw it away?" Shirley asked.
"It's still useful for me to keep it." Rove grinned and said:
"At Christmas, I sent it out as a gift, and sent it to Professor Snape, Aberforth and Grindelwald respectively.
Each of them has a third, and let them feel a little shock from India. "
"..."
Rove looked at Neville again and asked, "Neville, did you have a good summer vacation?"
"It's very bad." Neville sighed and said regretfully, "Grandma won't let me go to the World Cup match, I've been bored at home all the time."
"It's a good thing you didn't go, that night was really scary." Hermione, who was reading the newspaper, said with lingering fear:
"Many wizards died that night. Mrs. Longbottom is very old. If she goes to the competition, it will be really dangerous."
"No." Neville sighed, "My grandma regretted not letting me watch the game that night when she found out that the Death Eaters appeared at the World Cup. She was so angry that she didn't eat for several days."
"..."
Well... Mrs. Longbottom looked like her real grandma.
Hermione raised the newspaper in her hand and said, "Rove, did you read the Daily Prophet this morning? It said that Lucius Malfoy was released."
"I didn't read it." Rove said softly, "However, Mr. Weasley told me about it at the train gate just now, and told me to be careful."
"How could he be released?" Shirley asked in surprise, "Isn't there an accusation from McNeill?"
"The newspaper said that Malfoy had alibi." Hermione read the newspaper and said:
"He was with Minister Fudge that night, and there are a dozen wizards who can testify against him."
"Probably someone used the compound potion to look like Malfoy." Rove sneered, "He had already found a way out for himself before launching the attack."
"So, we can't do anything to him?" Hermione was a little annoyed.
"That's not necessarily the case." Rove slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile:
"Hogwarts will hold the Triwizard Tournament this year, and I will let him come to 'enjoy' the match."
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