Malfoy discovered that Rolf had no intention of making a move or letting Motler bite anyone, but instead of feeling relieved, he became more and more trembling.
The young man's face no longer had the unruly look he had just before. He remained motionless and said in a dry voice: "Mr. Scamander, I was joking with them...it's all a joke between classmates."
"It's a joke... your face changes so quickly, you are also a talent." Rolf let go of Malfoy's shoulders, looked at the young man with light blond hair, and said:
"Just now in front of Professor Snape, weren't you quite brave enough to accuse me of being a treacherous person and still want to expel me...is that also a joke?"
"That's because I was blind! I was instigated by Goyle and Crabbe!" Malfoy did not hesitate to betray his little follower, who wanted to top the tank at this time.
But when he turned around, he realized that his two little followers had already sensed that something was wrong, so they greased their soles and ran away.
"Mr. Scamander, I will not be provoked again. Please forgive me this time."
Rolf squinted his eyes, looking at this guy who could only curse and swear. He was such a strong-willed Malfoy who could adapt to Draco's circumstances.
Hey, this seems to be a traditional skill of the Malfoy family. When the situation is not good, they like to jump repeatedly.
Rolf patted Malfoy on the shoulder and didn't say anything harsh. Instead, he smiled brightly.
"Where's your wallet made of shapeshifting lizard skin?"
"Here it is!" Malfoy quickly took it out and said with a sad face: "But it's empty. The Galleons and magic items are all for you..."
"It's okay. As punishment, I hope you can bring two such full wallets next time you come to me."
Luofu smiled and kindly helped him straighten his wrinkled collar.
"Of course, you can bring Professor Snape or someone more powerful to trouble me again, but next time it will be four wallets."
"..."
Malfoy felt like he had been unlucky for eight lifetimes before he met Scamander. He stuffed his wallet back into his pocket and was about to apply oil on his soles when he heard Rolf say softly:
"No need to apologize?"
Malfoy frowned, turned to glance at Harry and Ron, and asked him to bow to Scamander, yes!
But these two are not very happy...are they worthy?!
After just catching a glimpse of Luofu's eyes, he immediately apologized obediently and then quickly disappeared.
Malfoy secretly vowed that he would learn the most powerful magic from Snape and come back to severely humiliate Scamander... Three months to the east of the river, three months to the west of the river, don't bully the young man into poverty!
"Are you two okay?" Rove asked.
"It's okay, thank you for your help." Harry was very grateful. Malfoy looked uncomfortable, but his two followers were tall and fat. In a real fight, he and Ron were probably no match.
"My name is Harry Potter."
"Hello, my name is Rolf Scamander." Rolf reached out and shook his hand.
Harry was surprised to find that Rolf was the only little wizard who didn't yell or look shocked when he heard his name, which made him have a lot of affection.
"My name is Ron Weasley." Ron reached out his hand enthusiastically, and he couldn't wait to ask: "Why are Malfoy and the others so afraid of you?"
He is not only a gossip, but also wants to learn a few tricks.
Luo Fu still looked calm and calm. He thought for a moment and said, "Maybe it's because I convince people with reason."
"..."
The few chatted for a while, then Rolf said goodbye and left. Ron looked at the back of the blond boy and suddenly said: "I remembered, I heard his name."
"Is Rolf famous too?" Harry asked.
"No, Digory came to visit our house last night. He and my father are colleagues in the Ministry of Magic." Ron said in a low voice:
"Digory said that he received an order from the minister to take the wizard to the station to check the luggage of a Rolf Scamander...I heard that he is extremely dangerous!"
Harry's mouth opened wide. It was hard for him to imagine how dangerous an eleven-year-old wizard could be, requiring the Ministry of Magic to be so cautious?
Coupled with Malfoy's fear, Rove's status in Harry's heart instantly increased infinitely.
"He must be very powerful." Harry sighed: "It's not like I don't know anything. I dare say that I will be the worst student and will be assigned to the worst college."
"No, there are many students from Muggle families like you." Ron comforted.
"That's right." Harry felt much better and said, "Actually, it can be assigned anywhere, as long as it is not assigned to Professor Snape's college."
"Why?" Ron asked confused.
They didn't even know which house Snape was the head of, and Harry already didn't want to go?
Harry hesitated for a moment, glanced around, lowered his voice and said quickly:
"Professor McGonagall just asked Dean Snape to go back. He walked past us and glanced at me..."
Harry shuddered and said, "Didn't you see Snape's eyes, staring into my eyes, as if he wanted to dig out my eyeballs..."
"I have definitely never met Dean Snape before. I don't know why he looks at me like that!"
Ron thought for a moment and guessed: "Is it possible that Professor Snape hates someone with the same color eyes as you?"
"possible."
"Then when you see Professor Snape in the future, just close your eyes and let him see your face. He probably won't hate you anymore." Ron came up with an idea.
"That makes sense!" Harry slapped his thigh, feeling that Ron was really smart.
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Rolf's goal was to settle a score with Malfoy, and it was just a coincidence that he helped Harry and Ron out of trouble. He actually didn't have much interest in them.
Playing and nurturing...that was Dumbledore's hobby. Rolf only liked to tame them, not to be a stranger.
Rolf still didn't believe it. He was far away from the right and wrong point of Harry, so he couldn't graduate safely?
After all, he is a good boy who doesn't like to cause trouble.
As the discussion heated up, how to sort the houses was no longer the focus. The little wizards began to vote on the most terrifying sorting ceremony.
Unexpectedly, the person who got the top vote in the end was not fighting a troll or a fire dragon, but washing... Professor Snape's hair.
Snape's oily head looked like he hadn't washed his hair in half a year. He really needed to be washed in order to be assigned to a good college. More than half of the students said they wanted to drop out and go home.
When Rolf came back, he found Hermione mumbling again and waving her wand as if performing a wand dance.
What's outrageous is that Neville also waved his wand, but his sense of beauty was much worse, more like a man suffering from epilepsy.
Luofu walked up to the most normal girl with a ponytail and asked softly: "Shirley, what are the two of them doing? Performing on stage when they are preparing to be sorted?"
"They are memorizing magic." Shirley lowered her voice and whispered: "Hermione speculates that the school will sort the little wizards into different schools based on their learning performance."
Well...it was a perfect reproduction of the scene of meeting on the platform. I didn't expect Hermione to still keep this idea in mind.
"Then why don't you memorize it?" Luofu asked.
Shirley blinked, with a smile on her lips.
"You feel stupid too, don't you?" Rolf chuckled and said, "It seems that among the four of us, we are the only two normal people, Hermione and Neville are the two idiots."
Rolf underestimated Hermione's hearing. As soon as he said "idiot", the girl's ears suddenly perked up and her eyes instantly glanced at her.
She stopped reciting the spell, folded her hands across her chest, walked over, and snorted: "Are you talking bad about me again?"
"No, I was just discussing with Shirley whether the spells you memorized would have any effect on ghosts." Luo Fu lied and used them at his fingertips.
"I have inquired, the sorting ceremony is actually to deal with ghosts."
Hermione looked as if she believed you and I were idiots.
Luofu suddenly looked frightened and looked behind the girl, as if he saw something unclean.
Hermione's smile suddenly stiffened, and she turned her head back, only halfway, and then quickly turned it back. The corners of her mouth raised, she pinched her waist and looked at Rolf, and laughed:
"You're doing this again, do you still think I will be deceived by you? Scamander! You are the big fool!!"
She smiled and showed a pair of big front teeth, obviously very proud.
Luofu looked strange.
Shirley just blinked her eyes, pursed her lips, and didn't laugh out loud.
"This classmate, can you give way? You are blocking the way."
A sad voice sounded.
Hermione turned her head and looked.
A pearl-white, translucent ghost floated behind her. The ghost's head slid unsteadily from her neck and rested on her shoulders, as if the head was connected by a hinge.
Not far away, there are still about twenty equally terrifying and ferocious ghosts floating in the sky. Next to them, a bloody red lantern hangs...
"Ah! There is a ghost!!"
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(Thanks to the "Little Scholar of the Tang Dynasty" and "I am Liu Guangyao" for the reward.)
