I was expelled from Hogwarts

Chapter 389 Two Pettigrews Peter

The two broomsticks suddenly lifted into the air.

Rove rode the Firebolt alone, Shirley and Hermione shared the improved broom, and the three of them flew towards the sky at high speed.

Sitting on the broom, Rove also sighed a lot.

He had thought long and hard about how Voldemort and Peter had gotten the Time-Turner.

Violently invading the Department of Mysteries, like Quirrell infiltrated Gringotts; or sneaking in, using Polyjuice Potion, as Harry infiltrated the Ministry of Magic...

Rove conceived many plans, all of which focused on the Department of Mysteries, but missed Hermione beside him.

Maybe it's the dark under the lights?
It can only be said that it was indeed an extremely clever move to control the Reticent Man in the Department of Mysteries first, and then take the Time-Turner away from Hermione in the name of insecurity.

Shirley asked loudly: "Rove, where can we find Saul Crocker?"

"Hogsmeade Village." Rove continued to speed up, and replied: "Fudge said he was going there to adjust the relationship between the dementors and the villagers."

One is Peter.

Hermione, who was sitting behind Shirley, hesitated and asked:
"Rove, since Voldemort and Peter are destined to get the Time-Turner, we can't stop them if we chase after them?"

Fudge also frowned, and hurriedly got up to follow.

Rove looked along Shirley's fingers, and was stunned for a moment. He saw two wizards standing on a wasteland.

"Five to five?"

The two broomsticks soon reached the sky above Hogsmeade.

"Just went to the bathroom." Fudge frowned, "You have something to do with him."

Cabo and Tross immediately recognized the boy as Rolf Scamander, the daily headline of the Daily Prophet.

"Mr. Scamander, the minister is talking about work with Ms. Rosmerta in the house." Carbo asked, "May I inform you?"

Saul Crocker and...Peter Pettigrew.

Rove glanced at the unconscious Crocker, then raised his head, looking around the street, he could no longer see Peter.

Shirley and Hermione looked at each other, Shirley pointed to the distance, and said in a strange voice:

Rove waved his wand and said, "Firebolts are coming!"

The two were still guessing about the owner of the broom, when they saw the Firebolt rushing towards them with a whistling sound, and finally landed in front of them.

Tross had already opened the door, and said with a smile on his face, "Just call me Tross."

As soon as the cold wind blew, Fudge, who was still slightly drunk, suddenly woke up. He rubbed his cheeks and said:
"The one who just escaped was...Peter Pettigrew?"

"Thank you, Mr. Tross." Rove jumped off the Firebolt, picked up the broom, and strode towards the bar.

"Half a pound versus eight ounces."

Rove flew high into the sky on the Firebolt. He circled for a while, and soon saw Shirley and Hermione.

Rove squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. The mountain wind in early spring was still bitter, blowing the young man's temples and hair wantonly. He said with a stern look:

"That's right, it is indeed destined for them to get the Time-Turner." Rove said in a deep voice, "But it may not necessarily be this time!"

Two people flew out in a row, and the pedestrians on the road trembled in fright, and they fled in all directions.

"They have to pay something!"

"..."

"I want to ask him something urgent." Rove directly pulled out his wand, tilted his head and said, "Mrs. Rosmerta, please help me lead the way."

Fudge raised his wine glass and said slightly drunk: "Rove, why are you here? Come to have a drink too?"

He ran away.

The Firebolt hovered two meters above the ground. On top of the broom sat a handsome young man in a black robe. He asked politely:

Pettigrew Peter held the Time-Turner in his hand. When he heard the door open, he swung his wand and blasted a hole in the wall.

Crocker flew backwards with a bang, broke through the wall, and fell on the road outside the bar.

"He...they are there!"

"Even if Voldemort and Peter can't be stopped, we can't let them take the Time-Turner away so easily."

"Tross, that's half a pound of gold. My modified broomstick...it's eight ounces of scrap metal at most." Karbo sighed, "It's far from it."

Walking to the bathroom, Rove aimed his wand directly at the wooden door, and whispered, "Alahoo hole is open!"

When Mrs. Rosmerta saw that Rove had drawn out her wand, she was taken aback and hurried back.

Saul Crocker raised his wand and pointed it at Rove.

Tros taught Kabo a lesson, and when he looked at Rove again, a smile appeared on his face and said:
"Mr. Scamander, shall I take you in now?"

"Listen to the popping sound... as if lightning flashed across the sky... Tsk tsk, it must be a Firebolt!" Karbo hugged his head with both hands and sighed:
"It's really rich. I can't afford one with my salary for several years."

"We may be able to stop it, or we may not be able to stop it, but we will not know the result until we try."

Hermione, who had always wanted to win against Rove, was also extremely admired. Gryffindor students always liked to talk about "courage", but when it came to courage, no one could compare to Rove.

"Since there is an urgent matter with the minister, why should I report it?!"

"You stay here, if Peter appears, catch up." Rove warned: "Remember, don't get too close."

It's one thing to be able to stop it, but if you don't even stop it, just give up, that's not Rove's character!

Tross was stunned and said: "It seems to be him."

After explaining, Rove circled for a while on the Firebolt, found Fudge's carriage, and fell rapidly.

Fudge and Telos looked at each other, isn't he already dead?
"Minister, what should we do next?" Telos asked.

When the two walked away, Kabo couldn't help but slap himself.

This young man was recently rumored to be the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, and even Minister Fudge treated him with courtesy... Maybe he will be the second Dumbledore in the future.

The boy tilted his head to the right, and after avoiding the curse, he tiptoed again, jumped up, raised a knee, and hit Crocker's abdomen.

"Okay." Rove nodded and said, "May I ask if you are..."

They looked up at the sky, flying broomsticks so fast... Isn't this too fast?
A middle-aged Auror poked his companion with his elbow and asked curiously:
"Karbo, you always brag about how fast your improved broomstick is... how does it compare to this one?"

"Is the gap so big?" Tross asked in amazement.

The young man flicked his broom and flew towards the two of them quickly. It took only half a minute to catch up with them. He asked loudly:
"Following Pettigrew Peter?"

Hermione stared blankly at the boy, with yearning on her face that she might not even be aware of.

I still have to report...it's too easy!
Rove followed Telos into the bar, and saw the so-called work talk, that is, Fudge was drinking, and Ms. Rosmerta was sitting by the side.

Kabo is a broomstick enthusiast and has ridden all kinds of brooms on the market. He just glanced at the sky and said softly:

A simple sentence made the hearts of the two girls sway and stirred up endlessly.

Shirley stared at Rove's back, no matter what decision he made, she would probably just follow him silently...even if it was dangerous.

Rove narrowed his eyes, looked around and said, "Mr. Fudge, where is Saul Crocker?"

A broom came through the air, he turned over and rode on the broom, and flew straight into the sky, leaving only Fudge, Tross, and Ms. Rosmerta limp on the ground.

Two Aurors stood at the door of the Three Broomsticks, and they were also startled by the broomsticks that were accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder.

Fudge came back to his senses. He didn't know why Peter came back from the dead, but he still ordered: "Quickly summon the dementors to chase after him!"

"Excuse me, is Minister Fudge in there? I have something urgent to see him."

The door creaked open, and Mrs. Rosmerta froze, seeing two men crammed into the tiny toilet.

another……

Also Peter.

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(End of this chapter)