Hearing Newt's words, Lot's heart was like a roller coaster, with ups and downs, ups and downs, and almost cardiac arrest.

He had just returned from England on the Orient Express, and had had a terrible journey because of Scrimgeour...... If it were to be repeated, he would rather die.

Fortunately, the funeral was in August, and Rove didn't need to go back to England after a six-day absence.

As for healing the horse-shaped water monster...... Not too much of a problem.

The horse-shaped water monster is badly injured, but with Newt's help, he quickly gives the antidote to the trait, and Rove just needs to follow the configuration.

After completing the mission, Rove reported the situation of the horse-shaped monster to the sanctuary, and it was up to them to decide what to do next.

After all, the Horse-Shaped Monster is an Irish species, so it is not suitable to stay in Romania and must be sent back to the UK.

At night

Instead of eating at home, Rove walked along the path towards the noisy village.

Sothros Village,

As the only gathering place for wizards in the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary, there are still many wizards even at night.

The village is full of shops, inns, bars and casinos, and dragon tamers and dwarfs come to splurge after making a fortune of their hard-earned money.

Rove walked through a narrow alley to a green house in the shape of a wine barrel, and in the distance he could see an oil lamp hanging from the door, and a huge sign underneath.

A green fire dragon is painted on it, and the door is painted in large white letters:

Green Dragon Bar!

Rove pushed open the door and looked into the room, which was crowded, smoky, smoky, and full of guests:

A dragon trainer in dragon skin, a wizard hunting poachers, a group of tourists, and in addition to that, several dwarfs and vampires are chatting.

The bar is lit mainly by the glare of the fireplace, and the four walls are hung with large gold-framed mirrors, which make the already dazzling fire even more dazzling.

At the innermost end of the bar is a swarthy bar, trimmed with brass, surrounded by a group of wizards, and a few house-elf bartenders are busy bartending for them.

At the bar, there was a crunching radio playing Cetina's all-loss song:

"A Pot of Fiery Love".

A middle-aged witch who still has charm is standing behind the bar, her body is petite and delicate, and the scenery on her chest is menacing, which is very terrifying.

The drunken middle-aged wizard seemed to want to take advantage of her, but was pushed away, and the witch scolded bluntly:

"I'll your father!"

"My dad is gone." The drunken man stood up and walked towards the female boss again.

"Oh, then your dad is walking too fast." The witch laughed charmingly.

"But his son is still there." The drunken wizard pointed at himself.

"Oh, the old lady likes the older and the younger."

The female boss looked at the male witch, patted her heavy chest lightly with one hand, and smiled coquettishly: "At your age, I'm not interested." ”

"Don't jump to conclusions about things you haven't tried."

The drunk rushes over, but a half-blood giant bodyguard approaches, grabs the drunk by the clothes, drags him out of the window, and throws him out of the window.

Many wizards who wanted to make a move with the help of alcohol suddenly withered and sobered up from drunkenness.

"Oops, isn't this Rove?" The landlady saw the handsome young man in the crowd, her eyes straightened, she walked around the bar and trotted towards the boy.

As a result, the shaking was even more violent, almost tearing through the clothes.

"Aunt Catherine, long time no see." Rove hurriedly stepped back.

But Catherine took a step forward, and she touched the boy's head and pressed it against her chest, almost suffocating him.

"I gasped...... I can't breathe...... I'm going to suffocate ......"

The woman had a lot of strength, and Rove had a hard time pulling his face out, and he took a big breath of fresh air.

"Oops, shy. Why are you here so late? Your grandfather didn't come? Catherine looked left and right for Newt.

"No, I had an appointment with someone else and I lost my company." Rove hurriedly broke free from Catherine's clutches and said loudly, "Charlie, where are you?" ”

"I'm here, Rove." Charlie stood next to a booth and waved.

Rove shook off Catherine's continued sales of the cleanser and slipped towards the booth.

"It's boring!" Catherine wiped the saliva from her chest, and she cried out unpleasantly:

"Hey! Noel! Where have you been hiding in this slow slacker? Noel! Go and ask the guests what they want to eat!! ”

Rove walked towards Charlie, where there was a small round table covered with a white cloth and a few low, comfortable chairs.

There was a big rattle and a large tray of cutlery on the table.

Next to Charlie, sat a middle-aged wizard.

When the house-elf named Knorr appeared, he bent over and asked respectfully, "Guest, what do you want to eat?" ”

Charlie picked up the menu and nodded familiarly: "Two clucking spirits, a glass of butterbeer...... Three more steaks......"

Rove turned his head to look at the man and smiled, "Lupin, how are you doing?" ”

I haven't seen him for half a year, and Lupin is still in rags, with light brown hair mixed with gray hair, but his complexion is much better than at Christmas.

"Thanks to you, I've been doing well lately." Lupin had a smile on his face.

"Rov, thank you for your letter of introduction, Mr. Giggs, the administrator, for giving me a chance."

"That's your own strength, otherwise Ryan Giggs wouldn't want you." Rove waved his hand and said, "Are you still comfortable with work?" I know it's dangerous. ”

"It's okay, just be careful." Lupin said.

He is a werewolf, physically far stronger than the average wizard, and has participated in wizarding wars, so he is completely comfortable against those poachers.

The only problem was that he had a 'little furry problem' every month and had to take time off.

Now many colleagues think that he is coming to his aunt every month.

After the house-elf left, in less than a minute, the table was set. Hot soup, cold cuts, and blackberry pie were on the table, as well as a few fresh loaves of bread, three plates of steak, and a plate of cheese......

The glass of wine fell from the sky, and several people raised their glasses and drank it, Rove could only drink butterbeer, which was not too high, and even minors could drink a few glasses.

"It's your honorarium, Rove." Charlie handed over a pack of Galleons:

"Haven't you considered getting a dragon trainer certificate yourself? That way, you don't have to put it in my name every time. ”

"But I'm not the right age, right?" Rove hesitated a little and said, "I'm not an adult yet. ”

"As long as the strength is enough, I know you are very strong." Charlie said seriously. "Of course, you still have to go through some training, as long as the dragon trainer is not great."

"I can help you, Rove." Lupin spoke.

He felt very much Rov's help and always wanted to find a chance to repay him.

"Okay, then I'll give it a try." Rove nodded, he also wanted to take advantage of this summer vacation to become a real dragon trainer.

If successful, he would be the youngest dragon trainer in Romania.

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