I was expelled from Hogwarts?

New York,

The Queen,

Kowalski Bakery.

At dusk, the last rays of the setting sun came obliquely, covering the bakery that has been in operation for more than half a century with a hazy red light.

A pickup truck was speeding up, the speed of the vehicle suddenly slowed down, there was a screeching sound of tire friction, and a large amount of dust was raised.

Rove jumped out of the car, followed by Margery. She turned her head and asked, Did you get rid of the female police officer who was chasing us just now?

It should be thrown away! Rove crossed his arms to calm his heart that was about to jump out of his chest.

He didn't expect to be chased by the police on the first day he came to the United States.

Margaret was to blame for this, she encouraged Rove to drive without a license, the boy believed her for some reason, and really had to drive by himself.

But can this crazy woman be trusted? !

I just crossed the Queensboro Bridge, and while waiting for a traffic light, I met a female police officer on patrol.

Margaery, who was sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly yelled at the female police officer, saying that Rove was driving without a license, and that she was kidnapped by him.

Rove was dumbfounded at the time, and the female police officer was obviously dumbfounded too. It was probably the first time she had seen such a scene since she had been in the job for so long.

After the policewoman was stunned for a long time, she rode a motorcycle and chased after her.

Rove was indeed an underage driver without a license. When he saw the policewoman chasing him, he had no choice but to kick the accelerator and rush out.

Although the young man had top-notch driving skills, he was not familiar with the road conditions, so he turned around for a long time before finally getting rid of that guy.

I've long wanted to try the feeling of being chased by the Muggle police. Margaery said with satisfaction: It's great!

You big-headed ghost. Luo Fu scolded: I will believe you again... I am a dog!

Okay, don't be angry, little Rove. Margaery reached out to lift Rove's chin, and said in a charming voice:

As an apology, my sister will give you a show to vent fire tonight.

Get out! Rove believed her with a hammer.

The two calmed down and walked towards the Kowalski Bakery. The tempting smell of hot bread came from the shop.

Kowalski Bakery is a shop opened by Margaery's grandfather Jacob.

Jacob can be regarded as the chosen Muggle, not only became close friends with Newt, but also married the beautiful Queenie.

He even fought against Grindelwald as a Muggle, got a wand, and had breakfast with the students in the Hogwarts auditorium.

The ultimate dream of all Muggles has been realized.

Rove and Margaery walked into the store and saw many customers standing in the store.

The shelves are also full of all kinds of food:

Blueberry-flavored jam biscuits, brioche bread, mille-feuille, loaves, lemon cakes sprinkled with icing sugar…

Most of the residents in this neighborhood have bought bread in the bakery since they were young, and now that they have grown into adults, they still come here.

There are several girls employed in the store as shop assistants. It is true that Jacob likes to make bread, but he is now in his nineties and cannot do this job.

Margaery led Rove straight to the second floor and came to a large living room:

A pen is automatically designing clothes on paper; an iron is working in the corner, ironing skirts; a clothes rack is automatically spinning awkwardly in front of the fire.

Magazines were strewn about the room: Friend of Witches, Whispers of Witches, and The New York Ghost.

The magic radio was on loudly, it was news time, and the mellow, sweet voice of the female announcer echoed around the room.

Grandpa, grandma. Margaery said loudly, Look who I brought here?

Rove followed Margaery to the balcony, and saw two old people sitting there enjoying the sunset.

Queenie was very old, and her golden hair had turned gray, but her clothes were still fashionable and beautiful, and she exuded a faint smell of rose water.

Queenie grabbed Rove's wrist with mottled hands, Child, it's good to see you.

Before Rove spoke, Queenie's face was covered with wrinkles, and her eyes were shining like polished gems... She already knew what was going on in the boy's mind.

Yes, I am indeed old. My hair falls out one by one. It is really hard to grow old. The witch smiled kindly.

Queenie is a natural master of Legilimency, able to see through other people's emotions and thoughts without needing to learn.

No, grandma is always so beautiful. Rove respectfully kissed Queenie on the cheek.

Hearing Margaery's voice, Jacob opened his eyes and said with joy, Rove, my little Rove.

Jacob was tall and burly when he was young, but he looked a little bloated when he was old. There was a trembling smile on his face and said:

You haven't come back to see me for a long time since you went to Hogwarts...

Sorry, grandpa. Rove held the old man's arm.

Aren't I coming back now? I brought you a gift and a letter from Professor Dumbledore.

Ah, is Albus alright? Jacob asked with some joy.

very good.

Queenie obviously looks much healthier than Jacob, which is also normal, wizards can live to be one or two hundred years old.

But for Muggles, a centenarian is almost at the end of his life.

Rove had to feel the power of time.

After chatting with the two old men for a while, the boy followed Margaery and walked towards the third floor.

After Margery came to her room, she kicked off the shoes on her feet, slumped on the bed, and took off the black stockings, revealing two shining white and tender thighs, resting on Rove's shoulders.

I'm exhausted today.

Rove glanced at the two feet on his shoulders that were as white as suet and jade, and said helplessly:

Margaery, can you pay attention to the image?

My sister never deliberately hides her beauty. Margaery made a provocative pose and said with a smile:

Besides, aren't you the only one here?

Margery then reached out and unbuttoned the top button of the female police uniform on her body.

second.

The third...

Rove was taken aback and said, What are you doing?

Change your clothes. Margaery blinked and said, You can't wear this uniform all the time, can you? Why, you don't want me to change the police uniform?

I told you that you like this tune, but you still don't admit it!

Who likes it! Rove frowned and said, Let's study how to get rid of the handcuffs. I can't sleep here at night, can I?

I don't mind. Margaery said with a smile: I told you earlier, the two of us will be conjoined twins from now on.

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Forget it, I won't tease you. Margaret laughed loudly. She tore open her collar, took out a key from between her slippery chest, and threw it to the boy.

...

Rove quickly picked up the warm key and opened the handcuffs. He breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm going to take a shower, we can go together. Margaret blinked.

Rove fled in despair and hurried out of Margaery's room.

Coward! Margaery scolded with a smile.

After Rove walked out of the room, he sat on the sofa in the living room and studied the alchemy handcuffs.

Not to mention... this thing is quite interesting.

At this moment, hurried footsteps came from the stairs. Rove still thought it was Queenie coming up. He turned his head and saw a female police officer walking in.

It was the one who chased them just now!

The female police officer raised her hand...

wand.

I'm a policeman, put your hands up.

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These days, is it popular for wizards to play with pistols and policemen to use wands?

What a magical world!

The witch said loudly: Margaery, are you okay? Hey, are you really kidnapped? Just cough twice if you're not dead.

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