Chapter 563 Gabrielle: Sister, why are you blushing?
Maxim asked Rove to take care of the rune horse, and he promised readily, but when it was time to take care of it, a fatal problem occurred:
The rune horse doesn't drink water, it only drinks single malt whiskey... Rove doesn't have that stuff!
He himself doesn't like drinking, and Shirley, a little assistant, is also a typical example of poor drinking capacity and even worse wine quality, so naturally she doesn't prepare wine in the box.
Rove had no choice but to ride a rune horse to Hogsmeade.
But the bar can only sell low-strength alcohol to students, not hard alcohol.
With Rove's reputation, it's not unreasonable to provide him with a bottle of whiskey and a few sips, but he wants ten barrels at once, who dares to sell it? !
Hey, someone really dared to sell it... Aberforth happily cleared Bo's inventory.
It can only be said that with the headmaster's brother as his backer, he can do whatever he wants!
Rove bought the wine, went back to Hogwarts, picked a scenic spot, and stopped the carriage.
He summoned the black leather case, unhooked the harness, and led the rune horses in, cut the hay for them, stocked them with whiskey, and did not leave the case until he was done.
When Rove was about to return to the auditorium, he suddenly heard a dog barking in the distance. He turned his head and saw Yaya barking at him.
And behind it—Hagrid's wooden cabin—had caught fire, sending smoke billowing into the sky.
Rove flew over in a hurry. Under his magic control, light rain began to fall from the sky. The fire was quickly extinguished, but wisps of moist smoke still emerged from the roof.
After the fire was extinguished, Yaya rushed over wagging his tail, as if he wanted to claim credit and beg for snacks, but the boy grabbed it by the ear and asked:
"Ya Ya, did you make the fire?"
Yaya sat down on his hind legs and barked angrily. Seeing it like this, Rove ruled out Yaya.
When Yaya is found out doing bad things, he will wag his tail and arch towards the wizard with a shy eyebrow, and will also raise his eyes to see the expression of the wizard secretly, and raise his front paws to grab the air.
Body language alone can prove that the arsonist is not Yaya!
Rove heard a knocking sound coming from inside the wooden house. He waved his wand, and the wooden door bounced open. A snail over one meter long sprang out, with flames spraying from its buttocks, like a rocket.
A thin shell appeared on its body, and its tail was like a poisonous snake, piercing towards Rove's chest like lightning.
Rove nimbly moved to one side, and a dragon crystal dagger appeared in his hand, and he flung it fiercely like a dart.
There was a muffled sound of "chuck", and the short knife hit the fried tail screw on the ground. It struggled a few times like a fish on a hook, and after a few red streams flowed out of its body, it stopped moving.
But Yaya was already frightened and ran for a mile, but when he saw that the snail was dead, he ran back in a hurry.
It bit the dead snail's body, frantically flicked it there, and let out a threatening low growl from its mouth... it vividly interpreted the power of dog and man.
Hearing the movement, Hagrid ran over from the distant pumpkin field. His face was pale, and he asked, "What happened?"
"Hagrid, your cabin was just set alight by this snail." Rove asked, "Why did you go?"
"I'm fixing cages." Hagrid sighed, "The snails have escaped from prison collectively, and they're crawling everywhere. They're growing well, but they're a little mischievous..."
"Hagrid, if you don't give up on them, it might not be just your cabin that will burn down next time." Rove reminded.
"But I'm the mother of the snails." Hagrid shook his head. "I can't let them go to the Forbidden Forest. They're still young and they'll be eaten by other magical creatures."
"You can leave it to me." Rove smiled kindly, "Didn't I take a fried-tailed snail away last time?
I found that Thunderbird unexpectedly likes to eat... ahem, I mean like to eat with fried-tailed snails, and get along very well.
In my case, the Thunderbirds will protect the snails from bullies. "
Hagrid was thoughtful, and seemed to be a little loose, and he asked strangely: "Rove, why are you here?"
"I'll settle the carriage for Beauxbaton School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Rove pointed to the pink-blue house in the distance, and said:
"Hagrid, let's go to the auditorium together. When you meet Mrs. Maxime, the principal of Beauxbatons, you will forget about these damned snails."
"No way." Hagrid snorted and said, "Rove, you also live in Wotuyuan, so you should know about my family.
My father was so good, but my mother abandoned him and me as soon as she met a man stronger than him.
That's the way women are, either lie, die, or leave you. "
Hagrid looked hurt, and said, "Because of my mother, I've looked away since I was a child.
What Maxim, I dare say that even half a hair of a dragon and a fried-tailed snail can't compare! Hey, what are you doing? "
Rove waved his wand and explained with a smile, "I'm using magic to preserve what you just said."
"Whether you keep it or not, I won't change my mind!" Hagrid hummed.
The two suddenly stopped talking, and turned to look into the distance:
In the middle of the Black Lake, a big ship suddenly appeared, it looked like a ghost ship, the hull was tattered, and the portholes shone with a dim, misty light.
"Oh, Durmstrang's students are here." Rove looked in the direction of the castle and said softly:
"I'm going back, Hagrid, come quickly too, don't miss the dinner!"
"Well, you have fun!"
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When Rove returned to the castle, the students had already returned to the auditorium, and he strode in with the suitcase.
The Hogwarts students were sitting at their respective house tables, while the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang representatives gathered at the door, seemingly unsure where they should sit.
When Rove walked into the auditorium, the representatives of the two schools fell silent and couldn't help but look at him.
Krum was even more excited and walked towards him.
However, there was a faster figure that rushed over before him.
Gabrielle escaped from Furong with lightning speed, and quickly ran to Rove, stood still suddenly, but seemed to have no idea what to say, and finally puffed out her chest, and yelled sweetly:
"Rove!"
Rove stared at Gabrielle, touched her head, smiled and said with narrowed eyes, "I haven't seen you in a year, you've grown a lot taller."
"Yeah!" Gabriel's face was full of pride, but soon she was frowning again, because she found that the height difference between herself and Rove was even bigger, standing beside him, she looked like a child.
Furong came over, and Luo Fu saw that she was tightly wrapped, like a big rice dumpling, and smiled, "Is it so cold?"
"It's much warmer in the auditorium." Fleur stared at Rove, and thanked, "Fortunately, you reminded Gabriel and me in your letter to add a few more clothes, otherwise we would have to freeze."
"You're welcome." Rove invited, "If you don't mind, you can sit at our college's dining table."
"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it!" Gabrielle poked her head and said expectantly: "Sister, let's go."
Fu Rong nodded, and she stretched out her hand to untie the scarf around her neck, revealing a stunning face, a pair of big blue eyes, which made her aggressive and beautiful face soft.
A head of long, shiny silver hair hangs over her shoulders like a waterfall, and goes straight down her back to her waist.
The originally noisy auditorium, as if the pause button was pressed, fell silent instantly, and many male students stared blankly at Furong.
Fleur ignored those gazes. She took Gabriel's hand and followed Rove towards the Hufflepuff table.
Gabriel tugged at Rove's clothes, he turned his head and saw her stretching out her hand, as if she wanted to hold hands.
Rove smiled, glanced at Fleur, and then at the direction of Ravenclaw, without reaching out, just pinched Gabriel's cheek, and continued walking towards the dining table.
Fleur, with reddish cheeks, took a breath, and then glared at Gabriel.
The little girl was a little aggrieved. She used to take a walk with her father and mother. They were each holding her hand. She didn't know that her sister blushed and made a teapot.
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