I was expelled from Hogwarts?

  Chapter 1 Just got off the train, people are in Azkaban?

  London,

   King's Cross Station,

  7 platform.

  It was late summer, and it was raining continuously, splashing on the eaves, and slender streams of water gurgled down the sink.

   far away,

  A green leather steam train slowed down, accompanied by the sound of a whistle, and finally stopped slowly in front of the platform.

  After the train came to a complete stop, the door opened, and a young man came down:

  Blonde hair, dark blue pupils, soft facial features, handsome and extraordinary...much like Leonardo DiCaprio when he was young.

  He was carrying a black suitcase, which was small but delicate.

  The boy walked out of the platform in the rain, followed the flow of people through a thick wall, and entered the lobby of King's Cross Station.

   After only a few steps, he was stopped by a group of men in black wearing sunglasses.

   This scene attracted the attention of many wizards... With such a big battle, could it be that the young master of a big pure-blood family returned to the country?

  But after inquiring, they found out that it was the Ministry of Magic who was arresting the suspect, and everyone immediately dispersed.

  The boy stopped, looked at the men in black who surrounded him, narrowed his dark blue pupils, and squeezed the small black leather case in his hand.

  The man in black spread out a path, and a ruddy Ministry of Magic official walked towards him. He took out an ID from his pocket, and shook it gently in mid-air.

  The man's voice was as gentle as possible, as if he was afraid of scaring the young "criminal suspect" in front of him.

   "Hello, my name is Amos Diggory, and I work in the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures."

   "Hello, my name is Scamander... Rolf Scamander." The boy nodded politely and asked in a slightly confused tone:

   "Mr Diggory, what do you want from me?"

  Digory looked Rove up and down, and said in a deep voice:

   "According to Article 73 of the "Secrecy Act", all wizards who travel internationally must undergo routine inspections... Please cooperate!"

  Rove clenched the small black leather case with his right hand, and seemed a little nervous, but he still smiled brightly, showing a mouthful of white teeth, looking harmless to humans and animals.

"No problem at all."

  The moment the boy took out his passport from his pocket and handed it to Diggory, his pupils suddenly dilated and his heart almost stopped suddenly.

  It turned out that the buckle of the black suitcase snapped open, and a soft tentacles sneaked out along the crack.

  Fortunately, it was a mimic octopus with its tentacles attached to the box like a piece of black cloth, and Digory didn't notice anything unusual.

  Rove slowly stuffed the tentacles back into the box, and buckled the lock without changing his expression, as if nothing had happened.

  After checking the passport, Digory handed it back to Rove, pondered for a moment and said, "Then Mr. Scamander, what is your purpose for returning to China?"

   "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry starts today." Rove tried his best to calm his eyes, and he said softly, "I'm a first-year freshman."

I guess so.

  He silently added a sentence in his heart.

  Rove is indeed a freshman, but he has not received an admission letter from Hogwarts!

  Digory squinted his gray-yellow eyes and looked at Rove, as if he wanted to see something from his face, but the young man who raised his head smiled slightly at him, his eyes were as clear as a pool of clear springs.

   "This summer, you have been staying in the Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve?"

   "I also went to the Albanian forest on the way." Rove quickly added: "Together with my grandpa."

   "Forests in Albania?"

   "Yes, there are a lot of magical creatures that died strangely. It is rumored that vampires or Chupacabra did it." Rove shrugged:

   "The Ministry of Magic of Albania invited my grandfather to investigate, he is professional in this area!"

  Digory let out a "hmm" and didn't ask any more questions. He obviously didn't care about the incident in the distant Albania, and focused all his attention on the boy.

   To be more accurate, it is... on the box in Scamander's hand!

  According to the dusty archives of the Ministry of Magic, there are likely to be countless dangerous magical creatures hidden in it, enough to destroy the entire London.

  Danger factor five stars! !

  Rove looked calm, but his heart was not as relaxed and calm as he appeared on the surface.

  He looks very much like a criminal who was stopped by the traffic police to investigate strictly for drunk driving... The key is whether he is really "drinking" or "heavy drinking".

  Digory glanced at the box in Rove's hand, stroked his brown-red beard, and said slowly, "Mr. Scamander, you didn't bring contraband, did you?"

  Rove subconsciously rubbed the thumb and index finger holding the box, and he said with a 'confused' look:

"for example?"

   "The fire dragons of the Romanian Sanctuary, or AlbanySub-forest's... vampires? "

   "..."

   "Mr. Diggory, I'm only eleven years old. How could I carry that kind of thing with me? You're so funny!"

  Rove blinked his blue eyes, revealing just the right amount of grievance, and with his innocent appearance, he was even more pitiful.

  Smuggling dragons and vampires is no small crime.

  Once confirmed, he doesn't need to go to Hogwarts to study, he can directly book a one-way ticket to Azkaban Academy...to continue his "advanced studies" there.

  The accompanying female Ministry of Magic official was also slightly dissatisfied, feeling that her boss was not very smart.

  How could a smuggler be so good-looking... Ahem, she meant a smuggler, how could he have such innocent eyes!

  Seeing Rove's innocent and bewildered expression, the witch suddenly became overwhelmed with maternal love, and she was so distressed that she wanted to hug her and love her.

  Looks really good-looking!

  Unmoved, Digory continued to question persistently: "What's in the box?"

   "Nothing... daily necessities."

"can I open this?"

   "Sorry, this involves my personal privacy, you have no right to... well, I mean, since the Ministry of Magic requires the inspection, of course you can."

   Seeing Digory touch the wand at his waist, Rove hurriedly changed the subject and passed the box over.

  Just the moment he handed it over, he quietly pressed a button on the box.

  Diggory took the box, immediately unlocked the lock, lifted the lid, and saw: clothes, notebooks, maps, alarm clocks, watches...

  He checked repeatedly, and asked the man in black behind him to cast various detection magics, but they found nothing. He did not find the dark layer of the traceless stretching spell, nor the dangerous magical creatures in the legend.

   Digory grunted, a little disappointed, as if the bright future of promotion and salary increase had just gone away from him.

   "Sorry, Mr. Scamander, the check is correct... Welcome back to London, I wish you a happy sorting tonight."

  Rove breathed a sigh of relief. He took the small black suitcase, thanked him happily, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "Then goodbye, Mr. Diggory, and everyone from the Ministry of Magic."

  He walked a few steps quickly, and his heavy footsteps finally became lighter. Fortunately, someone used magic to reinforce the box in advance, which can isolate any magic detection, otherwise it would be really...

   Just got off the train, I'm in Azkaban!

  With a trace of rejoicing, Rove strode towards Platform 9 with a small black suitcase in his hand, and stopped again when there were still more than ten meters to go.

   Not far away, a brown-haired girl stood alone in front of a wall, with large and small bags of luggage side by side, perfectly blocking the entrance to the platform.

  The girl folded her arms around her chest, raised her head, stared blankly for a moment, carefully squeezed out a wand, waved it in the air, and muttered a spell.

   "Alahoo Cave is open!"

   Just nothing.

  The girl chanted again immediately, and quickly recited other spells, but none of them had any effect.

  She scratched her hair angrily, the already fluffy curly hair became more and more messy, like a vault that had just been sniffed.

   A voice suddenly sounded. "Are you doing an improv show?"

  The brown-haired girl froze for a moment, followed the voice and turned her head to look. It was a young man with a smile on his face. His appearance couldn't be more beautiful.

  He was carrying a small black suitcase, and with a pair of talking blue eyes, he was looking at her with interest.

  The girl hesitated, and asked tentatively, "Are you a wizard too?"

   "Yes, this year's freshman." Rove straightened his clothes, with the brightest smile on his face, and walked slowly towards the girl.

   Make a good impression on your new classmates!

   "Are you performing a wand dance? I haven't been back to England for a long time. Is this a new trend in the wizarding world? It's quite interesting..."

  The brown-haired girl's face suddenly flushed red. "I'm casting a spell, looking for the entrance to platform 9!"

   "..."

   "Sorry, I thought you were performing... street art." Rove hurriedly apologized.

  The girl glared at him angrily, her standard spell-casting action!

standard! !

   "Then did you find the entrance?" Rove asked again.

  The girl hesitated for a moment, raised her fair chin, and nodded lightly: "Almost!"

  Rove glanced at her suspiciously. You were gesticulating with your wand for a long time, as if you were directing traffic... Are you sure you have found the entrance?

   "Give me some more time, and I'll find it right away." The girl seemed to be full of confidence. She stretched her neck, lowered her voice, and said mysteriously:

   "Let me tell you, according to my guess... the entrance to platform 9 is deliberately hidden by the school, and you have to pass a series of tests to get in."

  Trial... Rove was stunned for two seconds, seeing the girl's confident expression, which made him a little unconfident.

   Didn't I remember wrongly, didn't I enter platform 9 through the wall in front of me?

   "Well... why did the school do this?" Rove raised his eyebrows.

   "Of course it's to test the freshmen, and then sort them into schools based on their performance...you always know about the sorting, right?"matter-of-factly said:

   "I read in "Hogwarts, A School History" that every freshman has to be sorted."

   "Being able to use magic to find the entrance to platform 9 is probably a good performance and can be assigned to the best academy!"

  Seeing the suspicious look in the boy's eyes, the girl raised her eyebrows and said confidently:

   "Believe it or not, I just cast a magic spell to show off my studies during the summer vacation... I tried some simple spells at home, just for practice, but they all worked!"

  She raised her chin, arrogantly like a big white goose, and said a lot like a cannonball, as if eager to prove:

  She is not a ridiculous idiot performing "Wand Dance", but an excellent freshman who has insight into the school's intentions and tries to complete the test!

  After listening to the girl's delighted thoughts, Rove said meaningfully: "Are you thinking too much?"

   "What are you thinking too much!" The girl curled her lips: "I bought a lot of magic books during the vacation, and I can memorize all the textbooks!!"

   "Wow... you are so powerful." Rove nodded slightly, "But what does it have to do with the entrance of the platform?"

   "..."

  The brown-haired girl pursed her lips, puffed up her cheeks, and clenched her fists. This tone of voice is unbearable, and she really wants to hit someone!

  Rove saw her becoming angry, and hurriedly said, "I seem to have found the entrance."

  The girl was full of disbelief.

   "Really, this... unknown lady, if you don't believe me, let's bet a Galleon!"

  Rove carried the black suitcase, stepped over the girl's luggage, and walked towards the wall. Under her gaze, he passed through the wall.

  The brown-haired girl's eyes widened, her face full of incredulity. The last time she showed this expression, she received an admission notice from an owl.

   A moment later, Rove went through the wall again, only showing his head.

   "You lost, and you owe a Galleon." He grinned and said, "By the way, I forgot to ask, this classmate...what's your name?"

  The girl's expression was a little dull, and after a while, she whispered:

   "Hermione Granger."

  The boy carrying the black box was stunned for a moment, his blue eyes narrowed, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

   "Hello, my name is Rove Scamander!" Rove stretched out a hand and raised it gently in front of the girl.

   "Meet you for the first time, welcome to the magic world!"

  Hermione also stretched out a hand and shook it lightly. There was a sudden "ding" in Rove's brain.

  [A young housewitch is detected, triggering side mission 1:

   Capture Hermione Granger, reward:

   Enviable hair volume, keep you away from the terrible curse of British men's middle-aged baldness.

  Sub-quest 2:

  Complete 100% domestication of Hermione Granger, reward:

  Super memory talent.

   (task not completed)]

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