I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Rove is going to visit the murder scene.

It wasn't that he was brave, but after that utterance, most of the passengers crowded over to watch the fun, and he followed along with the flow, at most making up the number.

The only problem was that everyone moved too fast, the aisle was already blocked, and Rove's small body couldn't squeeze in at all.

The boy wanted to call the airwing bird out of the box, but he had no choice but to take out the broomstick because he didn't buy the pet consignment service and the train staff couldn't find the animal.

Take me, take me, Ginny called eagerly.

No, you stay in the carriage and wait for your parents to come back!

Rove was about to fly upwards, but the little girl had already trotted over, jumped up, and sat on the broom, but there was no invisible cushion under her buttocks, and she got stuck at a strange node, which made her very uncomfortable.

Hurry up, hurry up, you won't be able to see it any later! The little girl moved her buttocks, urging excitedly.

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The broom rose slowly, and Rove and Ginny stuck to the broom, trying to get as close to the ceiling as possible, so as not to step on other people's heads when flying in the narrow passage.

The broom suddenly picked up speed and swished, and Ginny felt a strong wind whizzing past her ears.

Wow, your broom is so fast. Faster than our meteor.

The meteor broom is the same type as the broom provided by the school, and it can defeat 0.1% of opponents in the country as long as it is activated.

The broom was very fast. After passing through several carriages, Rove had already seen the scene of the crime. He slowed down slowly, hovered in mid-air, and looked forward:

Two middle-aged wizards are facing off, and the hair color is the classic color scheme... red and light blonde!

It's my father and mother. Ginny pointed to the half-bald red-haired man and a chubby witch.

I don't know the guy with the light blond hair.

It's Lucius Malfoy. Rove said, Lucius looked very similar to his son Draco, and he knew at a glance that he was his real father.

Rove saw standing beside Arthur Weasley was a strange man with a tired gray face and a patched robe.

He asked curiously, Who is that person?

Remus Lupine! the little girl explained, Lupine is going to Romania with us, and there is a guy named Mundungus Fletcher, but my mother doesn't like him, let me stay away from him .”

Ginny looked around and asked, Why didn't you see Mundungus?

I think...he might be lying on the ground. Rove said slowly.

Ginny looked towards the ground, let out a little exclamation, and then covered her mouth.

I saw an old man lying on the ground, his face was covered with blood, his body was twitching, and he kept spitting out blood, as if he was about to die.

It appears that Mundungus is the victim of the Orient Express today.

The aisles on both sides were crowded with people and discussions, all watching the excitement, waiting for the two waves of wizards to fight.

Why can I meet you everywhere, Arthur? Malfoy glanced at more and more wizards watching, and said in a low voice, Aren't you following me?

This train is not driven by your family. I am willing to take it. What does it have to do with you? Mr. Weasley said coldly.

No, you misunderstood me, Arthur! Malfoy pursed his lips and sneered:

I'm just worried that you have spent all your little savings just to take this express train...you still have to raise so many children.

Could it be that you found some old ancestral objects in your pig's house and sold them?

Mr. Weasley flushed and glared at Malfoy.

Malfoy glanced sideways at Mrs. Weasley, and said in a very exaggerated tone:

Oh, I forgot, there are also the cheapest standing tickets... Merlin, Arthur, you won't let your family buy standing tickets, will you?

Malfoy said pitifully, I'm good friends with Tully, the owner of this express train. Do you want him to change you to a luxury viewing room? It's right next door to me?

Thank you for caring about me so much. Mr. Weasley clenched his fists and said calmly, But you should take care of yourself more, attacking wizards, you are going to Azkaban today!

I didn't touch him at all, he fell to the ground! Malfoy shifted his gaze, looked coldly at Mundungus lying on the ground, and said with disdain:

If you are imprisoned in Azkaban for beating you, I am willing to try.

Then come on, do it! Mr. Weasley challenged.

Of course Malfoy didn't do anything, he was alone, except for Mundungus who fell to the ground, there were three wizards on the opposite side.

In Malfoy's eyes, Arthur's wife can be ruled out, and Chubby has no fighting power... But Lupine, one against two, he has no confidence.

I'm a decent wizard, so of course I won't hit you. Malfoy shook the cane in his hand and sneered:

If you can't get angry, you can come and beat me. With my relationship with the Minister, you may lose your job in the Ministry of Magic...

Both Weasley and Malfoy were talking harshly, but both were apprehensive, waiting for the other to strike first. The crowd of onlookers also watched the bustle as a big deal, and shouted:

Do you want to fight or not?

Hurry up and do it!

You two are so soft! You are softer than me on the bed!!

But this way of booing, Weasley and Malfoy will not be able to fight. If they really want to fight hand-to-hand, they have to find an empty compartment and slowly hurt each other, instead of being watched by so many wizards.

The crowd parted suddenly, and a middle-aged wizard walked over. He had a beard on his face, opened his eyes and stared wide-eyed, and said, It's all gone, the train is about to leave!

The middle-aged wizard is the boss of the express train. He glanced at the wizard lying on the ground, walked up to Malfoy, and said in a low voice:

Lucius, hurry up and send it away. It's not good for anyone if this disturbance continues and the Ministry of Magic is alarmed.

Tali, I didn't attack that guy at all! Malfoy was a little upset, squinting his eyes and said darkly: I just pushed it lightly, and he fell to the ground on purpose.

You just need to pay some money. The boss Tali said calmly, Even if it really has nothing to do with you, it will take a while for the Ministry of Magic to interrogate you, and you will definitely miss the train.

If you don't lack time, you can spend it with him.

Of course Malfoy didn't have time, he was going to take Narcissa and Draco to ski in Switzerland this holiday, and he didn't want to waste the trip.

Tully looked at the wizard lying on the ground vomiting blood again, kicked his feet, and said impatiently: Mundungus, don't pretend to be dead, how about it, I will pay you some money?

Mundungus stretched out two fingers tremblingly, and Malfoy said angrily, Two thousand Galleons? You're dreaming, up to four hundred, is there more?

Malfoy left a few hundred Galleons behind, followed Tully and left in a hurry, glaring at Arthur before leaving... This is not the end!

So fucking rich.

When Malfoy was far away, Mundungus, who was about to fail, suddenly straightened up like a corpse and sat on the ground.

I originally wanted to cheat dozens of Galleons, and asked for two hundred Galleons, deliberately raising the price, but I didn't expect Malfoy to treat it as two thousand.

Mundungus bumped the Bao Gallon, stood up, and said excitedly: It's said that Malfoy is rich, but I didn't expect this dog to be so rich!

Mundungus, are you alright?! Mrs. Weasley looked at him in shock.

Of course it's okay, Malfoy just pushed me... Oh, this is the chicken blood I prepared in advance.

Mundungus said with a smile: I have practiced many times at home, and I have always wanted to find a rich wizard to try.

My acting skills are not bad, right?

Mrs. Weasley was like an irritated lioness. She stared at Mundungus and said angrily:

Arthur almost got into a fight with Malfoy just now because of you.

Mundungus was taken aback for a moment, and when he noticed that Molly's eyes were starting to flare up, he smiled awkwardly and said:

I am very grateful to Arthur, so the four hundred Galleons are one-third of yours... no, half.

Who wants your dirty money! roared Mrs. Weasley.

Okay, Molly, let's leave it at that. Mr. Weasley stopped him.

He had already seen that Mundungus was pretending, otherwise how could he let Malfoy go.

Seeing that no one was dead, the crowd turned around and left.

In the distance, Ginny, who was still riding a broomstick, patted Rove on the shoulder and urged in a low voice:

Go away, my mother is in a rage now, if she catches me, I will die.

Oh, is that so? Thanks for reminding me.

Rove glanced at the little girl, grinned kindly, and flew straight towards Mrs. Weasley on his broom.

Ginny:……

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