I was expelled from Hogwarts

Chapter 517 Rove, You Broke Your Throat, Nobody Will Come to Rescue You!
Rove had been waiting for Crouch to return from Berlin in order to deal with his son, Barty Crouch Jr., who slipped through the cracks.

It is true... Without the help of Peter and the information from Bertha Jorkins, it is impossible for Voldemort to know that Barty Jr. is still alive, and it is even more impossible for him to sneak into Hogwarts as in the original time and space.

But no matter out of caution or taking precautions, Rove had to eliminate this hidden danger in advance.

He can also go directly to the other party's house to arrest Barty Jr. while Crouch is not in the UK... It can be done, but it is not necessary.

Not to mention whether there is any magic left in the house, there is also a house elf protecting little Barty, if you go there rashly, it is easy to scare the snake and make him escape.

It's better to wait quietly in the Quidditch field. Anyway, Crouch will bring Barty Jr. to watch the World Cup.

That's the best time to catch it!

With such calculations in mind, Rove also began to prepare for the awarding ceremony of the Merlin Medal.

In fact, there are not many things to prepare. When the time is up, people can go directly to the stadium. At most, they can think of a few words of thanks... that's about it.

But Margaery obviously didn't think so. She called Rove to her room a few hours before the ceremony.

When the boy entered, Hermione, who was standing at the door, immediately locked the door behind her.

Rove glanced at Hermione, and was stunned for a moment, only to see that she was wearing a blue robe, with disheveled hair hanging softly on her shoulders, and she looked very beautiful.

The young man had seen Hermione like this before, but this kind of appearance needed to be maintained with a lot of fast smoothing agent, which was very troublesome... So, Hermione seldom dressed herself like this.

Rove looked at Margaery again, then glanced at Shirley again... In such a rush, he sat carefully by the bed and asked weakly:

"What are you doing?"

"No reason." Margaery said with a charming smile, "I just want to ask you what clothes you are going to wear to attend the Medal of Merlin Awarding Ceremony."

"It's just the robe I'm wearing." Rove said cautiously.

Margaery looked the boy up and down, curled her lips, and said with a look of disgust: "Are you going to attend the awards ceremony in this rags?"

Rove was a little speechless. Although the black robe on his body was not of good quality, it was also well-cut and fit quite well... It can't be said to be tattered, right?

"This is the new robe I asked Madam Malkin to cut for me. It looks okay."

"It's okay... isn't it?!" Margaret suddenly raised her voice, staring and saying:

"No, it's too shabby! You thought you were going to Ilvermorny to attend the branch. This is the Medal of Merlin Award Ceremony... You are the winner, you have to wear a formal dress!"

"I didn't bring a dress." Rove shook his head.

"It's okay, I took Shirley and Hermione to go shopping for clothes that day, and I gave your size to the clothing store." Margaery giggled triumphantly and said:
"I asked them to make more than a dozen sets of dress robes for you, and all of them have been delivered. You can see which one you like."

Shirley also pursed her lips and smiled lightly, then gently opened the cloakroom, revealing a bunch of colorful, complicated and gorgeous dresses.

Rove looked at the bright and blinding clothes, and hurriedly waved his hands: "Let's forget about these dresses, they are too..."

He originally wanted to say "Saobao", but when it came to his lips, he changed it to a more euphemistic "high-profile".

"This is the Medal of Merlin Awarding Ceremony. You are still the youngest recipient, so of course you have to be high-profile!"

As Margaery said, she took out a wine red velvet dress inlaid with gold thread from the hanger. The upper body of the dress was sewn with dark rubies, bright gold ribbons, the sleeves were drooping, and it was covered with gold-plated scroll decorations.

Looking at such gorgeous clothes, Rove felt autistic in an instant. He looked like he was swearing at death, and said, "I won't wear it, whoever wants to wear it will wear it!"

Margaery chuckled and gave Hermione a look. She immediately gave orders and locked the door with magic.

"You have to wear it today, and you have to wear it if you don't."

Margaery stretched out her hand and pushed Rove down on the bed vigorously. Her thin lips curled into a charming smile.

"Shirley, Hermione, you two will grab his hand in a moment, and I will take off his clothes... Rolf, you'd better not resist, my room is very soundproof.

Scream your throat, and no one will come to save you. "

"..."

Although Luo Fu refused to follow, but the number of enemies was too large and too powerful, he was forced by the coercion of the three witches, so he had to let himself be manipulated, and put on the dress that was so sexy that he couldn't be more sexy with tears in his eyes.

When the dress was put on the hanger, it looked very bright, but when it was worn on Rove, Geng Shan's eyes were blinded... It was like a peacock spreading its tail.

Margaret stared at Rove, his eyes were shining. He was already handsome, but now he looked even more handsome with grooming, and gave people a feeling of indescribable value.

Hermione looked at Rove and couldn't help but stare blankly for a moment.

Shirley took two steps forward, and with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she helped the boy straighten his collar.

Rove straightened his back and took the opportunity to touch the girl's ponytail secretly. She gave him a light look and told him not to touch him in public.

"It's just this dress, it's really pretty." Margaery said with a smirk, "How many witches see you tonight, either because of insomnia, or because they want a divorce."

Margaery wanted to let wizards all over the world know that her younger brother was not only talented, but also handsome...envious and jealous of those witches.

Rove rolled his eyes, and asked strangely, "Why don't you guys dress so grandly?"

"We are a group of relatives and friends, and we are not here to accept the award. Of course, we should keep a low profile... If we dress too grandly, won't we overshadow your limelight?" Margaery laughed.

This is the truth. Rove has seen Margaery dressed up to go out. As soon as she appears, she is the focus of the audience.

Not to mention Shirley's appearance, but she was wearing a half-dress at this time, but it was a little more formal than usual... It looked very elegant and pure.

Only Hermione tidied up her fluffy hair and looked much prettier than before...but her clothes weren't very gorgeous either.

As night fell, a group of people went to the Li gymnasium in such a mighty way.

Rove in a flamboyant dress naturally attracted the attention of countless people.

When he arrived in front of the gymnasium, Rove handed the invitation letter to the staff, and the brass horn sounded a loud and clear horn to pay tribute.

Newt and Tina deliberately stepped aside, and Professor McGonagall pulled the blind Professor Trelawney to one side.

The surrounding area was immediately empty, only Rove stood there with three beautiful witches.

The flash was turned on, and the reporters crowded in front of the stadium captured this scene in an instant.

The next day, almost all newspapers took this group photo as their front page headlines.

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(End of this chapter)