Rove and Margaery didn't talk long and went back to the second floor, as Margaery's mother, Alesha, came home.

Alesa is a medium-sized witch who, despite her average appearance, is warm, talkative, and most importantly...... She's a normal person.

In short, it's completely different from the beautiful crazy critic daughter.

Alesa liked Rove very much and talked to him a lot.

As the editor-in-chief of the New York Ghost Newspaper, she couldn't help but talk about the Blake case because of her occupational illness.

"Didn't the British Ministry of Magic mean to kill Peter Pettigrew?" Alesha handed the cleaned apple to Rove and asked:

"He's been on the run for twelve years, so dangerous......

"There is almost no death penalty at the British Ministry of Magic." Rove thanked him and said softly, "They believe in Azkaban and the Dementors more."

Similar to the Muggle world, the wizarding world is divided into death penalty and abolitionist.

The so-called abolitionists, as the name suggests...... Committed to promoting the abolition of the death penalty in judicial practice, the Wizengamot of the British Ministry of Magic is one of the abolitionists.

If Voldemort is caught one day, it is estimated that he will not be put to death, but will be imprisoned for life like Grindelwald.

The American wizarding world is different, for serious crimes, they will kill them mercilessly and directly, without giving the slightest room for maneuver.

That year, Newt came to New York alone and was sentenced to death...... Of course, Grindelwald's own emotions played a big role in this.

Who made Newt and Dumbledore too close, too close...... The intimacy is beyond the normal teacher-student relationship.

At least in Grindelwald's opinion.

Therefore, Grindelwald, pretending to be the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement Grevis, sentenced Newt to death without even thinking about it.

"Are Dementors really reliable?" Margaery asked with curiosity on her face:

"I heard from my dad that there are members of the U.S. Congress who are proposing to bring them in."

"Unreliable." Rove said bluntly, "Dementors feed on human emotions, and whoever can make them really full, they will follow whomever they want, this is the instinct of Dementors, and it is also the most simple truth."

"The Ministry of Magic's imprisoning prisoners in Azkaban is tantamount to feeding the Dementors, but that food is nowhere near enough to feed or even reproduce."

"As soon as a great power appears, give a promise, and the Dementors will surely betray immediately."

In the original plane, the Dementors turned against Voldemort en masse.

Of course, the Dementor has all its problems, but Rove really has to keep it...... After all, who can refuse a cute and kissing monster in a black robe?

Just then, footsteps came from the stairs.

"Daddy's back!" Margaery exclaimed.

Soon, Horst walked into the room, his robe rotten and full of holes, and he looked dusty.

"It's been a choking night!" Horst sat down in his chair, and he muttered:

"We searched all the way to Mount Rainier in Washington State."

"Did you find anything?" Rove asked.

"Catch a lot of wizards and blue-eyed toads, Rove, you've really helped a lot tonight." Horst excited.

He quickly recounted what had happened tonight, that the blue-eyed toads were indeed bred by the Cleaners, and that they were trying to use those toxins to get the wizards to attack others...... Thus exposing the wizarding world.

Horst grabbed a few of the purges, but also ran away.

Soon, it was time for dinner and dinner was sumptuous:

Roasted bison leg with leeks, venison pie stuffed with carrots, bacon and mushrooms, lamb chops coated with honey and cloves, and frozen fruit soup.

Queenie also brought a jug of cold wine, and everyone had a drink.

After the meal, a group of people chatted against the fireplace for a while, and Alesha urged a few times before the family gathering was completely over, and they went back to their rooms.

Rove slept next door to Margaery, where he had lived as a child, and years had passed, and the room was still for him, furnished

It's basically the same.

After Rove finished his shower, he got into the box and sat down at the table, but it wasn't long before he heard footsteps.

The boy didn't need to look to know who it was, after all, there was no one else who came to his room late at night except Margaery.

Rove looked up, and sure enough, it was Margaery.

I saw her wrapped in a purple lace nightdress, pulling on her slippers, and her two white and tender thighs dangling under the empty skirt.

Rove glanced at his beautiful legs and asked, "Why don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Check my brother's nightlife, whether it's rich or not."

Margaery walked down the stairs, she glanced down at the table, and said speechlessly:

"Wouldn't you, you don't sleep most of the night and write your Potions homework here?"

"What else could I do?"

"You can go to my room and play games." With half of her body pressed against the boy's shoulder, Margaery blinked:

"I've bought a lot of toys, so there's definitely something you like."

Rove rolled his eyes, Margaery even borrowed that police uniform, and she bought a fart toy.

Besides, if there are toys, they are also used to "play" with Rove.

As a child, Margaery's favorite game was to trick Rove into her room, tie him to the bed, and take off his shirt...... Draw sniff on his back.

"You're going to be so idle, help me write my history of magic homework?" Rove pulled out a few pieces of parchment from a stack of work.

"I don't write my own, but I write it for you?" Margaery grabbed Rove's ear and sneered, "What do you kid think?"

Margaery wandered around the room and said suspiciously:

"The room is much bigger than before, and the furnishings in this room...... You certainly didn't set it up."

"Why not me?"

"It's not like I haven't been in, I used to be like a kennel!"

Margaery picked up a celadon vase on the table, which contained a lotus flower that had been magically used to keep flowering, and she sniffed it and smiled:

"You could have made such a clever thing?"

"Well, my assistant did it." Rove said with some smugness, "I hired a little helper at Hogwarts."

"Boy or girl."

"It must be a girl."

Margaery was stunned for a moment, she suddenly kicked off her slippers and jumped on the single bed and rolled and screamed, but in the blink of an eye she fell silent again, and became a dignified lady.

Margaery lay on her side on the bed, propped her head with one hand, put on a pitiful and injured expression, and complained in a soft and glutinous tone:

"Little Rove, you have a girlfriend, don't you want a sister?"

"Don't talk nonsense, Shirley is just my assistant." Rove shook his head and said, "I hired her to take care of those magical creatures."

"Is it to take care of the magical creatures, or is it to take care of you?"

Margaery grinned, then stretched out a slender finger to straighten her pajamas, ruffled her hair, and gently stroked her nightdress upwards in a seductive pose, and asked:

"Is that girl named Shirley as pretty as me?"

Rove didn't speak, and Margaery's eyes sparkled as she stared into the boy's eyes.

"Red ponytail girl...... Don't say it's really good-looking, it's just a little thin, and it definitely doesn't have breasts."

Rove quickly closed his eyes and said, "Don't you don't look at other people's memories?"

Inherited from Queenie's magical talents, Margaery is also a natural master of the Guardians.

She can't "turn off" the Regents, and can see everyone's inner thoughts indiscriminately, whether it's good, bad, malevolent or good.

Because of the torture of this ability, Margaery is a little nervous and looks crazy.

But after she entered Ilvermorny, she learned how to control the mind of the deity, and rarely took the initiative to look at other people's thoughts.

"My sister is curious." Margaery winked and smiled:

"Do you want me to help you train that girl named Shirley, you see how well Micaratz is trained by me."

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"Pull it down, do you teach Shirley to go crazy with you?" Rove was speechless and said:

"If you go to Hogwarts one day, you'd better be serious, and don't affect my glorious image in front of my friends."

"Guy with no conscience." Margaery laughed and scolded, "With a beautiful little assistant, you start to dislike your sister?"

"Hurry back, it's getting late." Rove closed the book, and he whispered, "I'm going to sleep."

Margaery lifted the quilt and curled up in the quilt, and she smiled, "I'm going to sleep here at night, do you want one?"

"A piece of you, big-headed ghost." Rove stood up and said, "You stay here while I go to your room and sleep?"

"Let's go." Margaery wrapped the quilt tightly, and she smiled:

"Good night, early tomorrow morning, I will take my grandmother to my room to block you, and I will say that you climbed into my bed in the middle of the night...... Woo."

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