I was expelled from Hogwarts?

The young policewoman in black silk handcuffed Rove with a silver bracelet, and then clasped his arm backwards. Her movements were neat and smooth.

Madam... I am a good person, did you arrest the wrong person?

Rove turned his head to look at the female police officer, his delicate face, full of innocence and grievance.

Do you think I look like someone illegally carrying magical creatures? Look at me, widen your eyes and take a closer look. I'm only thirteen years old...I'm just a child!

But the female police officer didn't look at his face at all, instead she said coldly: Madam doesn't need you to teach me how to do things!

She reached out to grope around the boy's waist and pockets very professionally, and at the same time lowered her voice to warn:

Scamander, I'm going to take your wand now, you better not move it... or I'll dislocate your arm with a click, understand?!

It was the first time for Rove to enjoy this kind of service, as well as the brutal body search treatment. He couldn't help laughing and said:

Excuse me, is it dislocated like this?

Huh? The female police officer squinted her eyes. She still couldn't understand what Rove said, but she was surprised to find that the young man's buckled elbow seemed to suddenly disappear, and it immediately softened.

Rove twisted his body strangely around the arm that was clasped backwards, his wrist twisted at will, more flexible than a severed limb.

This kind of flexibility that violates the human body structure, the female police officer has only seen in Muggle gymnasts!

At this moment, the situation changed instantly. Rove's snake-like body entangled the female police officer, and he reached out to grab the girl's pink and fair neck.

Rove laughed, staring at the female police officer who covered her face, and returned the original sentence:

You'd better not move, or I can break your neck with a click, understand?

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The policewoman blinked her eyes, then suddenly raised her right foot, her toes slanted toward the boy's crotch.

Rove seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and saw him suddenly close his legs together, just in time to clamp the girl's slender long legs wrapped in black silk, preventing her from making a fatal blow.

With a smile on his face, the boy jokingly said, Just to remind you, the guy who did this last time had a broken leg.

The female police officer wanted to pull back her leg, but it was clamped firmly. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull it back. She gave the boy a hard look.

Luo Fu increased his strength, but he didn't want to hurt the girl. He laughed and said:

Whether you are an Auror or a Muggle female police officer... you are not my opponent, go back to practice and catch me, or I will treat you as a magical creature and catch it in the box.

It seems that two years at Hogwarts, that bottom school, has given you confidence.

While the female police officer was speaking, a dark green scorpion the size of a nail came out of her pocket, and the girl smiled and said:

Go, Alice... entertain this guest from England, and make him sober!

The scorpion raised a pair of pincers and hissed. It raised its tail with a dark hook-shaped poisonous stinger at the end, and stabbed fiercely at the boy.

When Rove saw the extremely rare North American green scorpion, he said helplessly, You also said that I raise dangerous magical creatures, aren't you dangerous?

Being bitten by this kind of North American green scorpion, if there is no antidote, you will have to eat directly... This crazy woman!

Take care of me! The corner of the female police officer's mouth curled up, showing a smug smile.

Rove snapped his fingers quickly, and a ball of fire appeared and condensed into a salamander, flying towards the green scorpion. The burning of the flames made a slight chirping sound, which prevented the green scorpion from approaching again.

Little girl, do you have any other tricks? Use them all, let your uncle and I see and see. Rove sneered.

The female police officer narrowed her eyes and showed a dangerous look. She suddenly opened her mouth wide and bit the boy's arm hard.

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Ah, Margaery, don't go too far. Rove yelled, Keep your mouth open, or your teeth will be knocked out!

The policewoman let go of her mouth after a while. She stuck out her pink tongue, licked her sexy lips, and said with bright eyes:

Let you provoke me!

A circle of teeth marks were bitten on Rove's arm, but fortunately there was no bleeding. He wiped his saliva in disgust, and said, Bite like a dog!

Margaery took off her hat, revealing a beautiful goose-shaped face. She also had thick and curly blond hair dancing in the wind, and her gray-blue eyes were sparkling.

Rove, how do you know it's mine?

Who else is so boring, wearing a Muggle policewoman's uniform, and arresting me in the name of an Auror?

Rove rolled his eyes, he let go of Margaery's legs, raised the handcuffs and said:

Quickly open this thing.

There was a key between Margaery's fingers, and Rove was about to reach out to take it, but she flicked her fingers, and the key was thrown high, and finally fell into the river with a plop.

...

Margaery put the other half of the handcuffs on her own wrist, the girl giggled and said:

These are handcuffs specially made with alchemy. It's just a key. Don't expect your Bowtruckle to open it.

Rove looked disdainful, he couldn't open the lock without the key?

The boy directly used the magic of the bird and snake to partially shrink his arm, but he didn't know that the handcuffs also shrank.

...

Rove frowned. He turned around and wanted to find the key at the bottom of the river, but was grabbed by Margery. She patted the boy on the shoulder and said softly:

Don't look for it. If you can't open it, you won't be able to open it. The two of us will be conjoined twins for the rest of our lives. You won't suffer if you have a sister to accompany you.

roll!

What a crime, Rove already regrets coming to the US, isn't it good to be alone in the UK?

He'd better go back to the Mayflower, go to the Hawaiian Islands with Sister Fleur, and play Beach Quidditch.

Let's go. Margaret held the boy's arm and led him towards a red pickup truck parked by the side of the road.

Margery, I haven't checked my luggage and registered my wand yet, Rove reminded.

Since the late nineteenth century, wizards traveling to the United States have been required to carry a wand license as proof of their identity.

If there is no registration, it is illegal entry. Once caught by the Magic Congress, it is no joke.

I know, let's talk about it first when we get in the car. Margaery said, and opened the car door.

Rove was handcuffed and could only follow behind Margaery. Seeing that the girl was already sitting in the driver's seat, he said speechlessly, You go up first, so where should I sit?

Margaery patted her beautiful black silk legs, and said with a smirk, You can sit on my lap.

roll!!

Margery got down again, and asked Rove to climb into the car to the co-pilot first, and then she sat back down again.

Margaret stepped on the clutch, and after the pickup started slowly, she slammed on the accelerator, but instead of driving towards the registered Wizard of the Magic Congress, she turned a corner and went from the other side of the road...

escaped.

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