The Black Lake was covered with a thick layer of ice and became a vast white wasteland.

In this environment, the traditional way of fishing is definitely not good, and ice fishing must be used.

As the king of wild fishing, Rove once stood alone in the wild for a hundred days, making a living by fishing.

He is proficient in all kinds of fishing skills, and has made fruitful gains in various extreme environments, and ice fishing skills are naturally not a problem, and he is a master among masters.

But today it was a slap in the face, Shirley came four times, during which she also built three big snowmen, and Rove didn't catch a single fish.

Even the little white strip that annoys the most fishing veterans is not appreciative today!

Shirley didn't say anything when she came, so she sat quietly next to Rove, occasionally helping to make up some nest material, so that the teenager took the opportunity to shake the pot, saying that she didn't have a chance to scare the fish away by talking.

When the ice cave was covered with a thin layer of ice again, Rove had to awkwardly re-chisel it open, and Shirley comforted him with understanding:

"It's okay, it must have scared away all the fish below when the ice broke before."

「……」

It was an hour and a half ago that the ice was broken, and if Snape had said this, Rove would have felt that he was yin and yang.

Rove thought for a moment and said, "There must be no fish down there at this fishing spot, we have to find the kind of place where there are trees under the water, and they like to hide in it...... I'm going to open a few more ice eyes."

Shirley nodded understandingly, took Rove's rod, and sat there fishing.

Rove walked around, tapping his fingers on the ice a few times, and then tapping his fingers elsewhere, and so on, looking for a suitable place to fish, so that he could hammer open the hole and cast the rod to fish.

Today's bottom line is that there is no air force, even if you catch fish fry!

But before she could go around, Shirley tugged at the hook and shouted in surprise, "Rove, I've caught a fish...... Hurry up, I can't even drag such a big fish!"

「……」

Rove was speechless for a moment, when he was there, the fish didn't take the bait, and now that he's gone, he will bite the hook, right?

Who can bear this, immediately pumping...... Drain the Black Lagoon to it!

Rove hurriedly ran over and helped Shirley drag the fishing rod, and soon a large fish the length of an arm was dragged to the surface.

Rove doesn't pay attention to any bells and whistles such as walking the fish, reeling and releasing the line, and removing the strength of the fish little by little.

He raised his wand and shouted, "Pass out."

The red light flashed, and the big fish twitched, flipped its belly, and passed out in the water.

Whoever still plays traditional fishing now is all magic and black technology.

The two of them dragged the fish up, and Rove weighed it, and it weighed seven or eight pounds.

In his previous life, Rove had caught such a big fish, and he tied it to the back of a small broken bicycle and walked around his neighborhood...... Three times through the door without entering.

The security guard also asked him if he was lost.

Since there are big fish at this fishing spot, there is no need to move the nest, so Rove re-lifted the rod, hung the bait, and skillfully cast the rod again, and continued to fish with peace of mind.

After a few moments, the float began to float, and he excitedly said to Shirley, "This time it must be big."

Rove lifted the rod upwards, and a fishing line made a sound of breaking through the air, a rumbling sound was heard underwater, and then a crack appeared in the ice.

….

The cracked path that wandered like a small snake spread out in all directions, like a huge spider web, like a shattered mirror.

Giving no heed to the fishing rod, Rove reached out and put his arm around Shirley, and at the exclamation of the ponytail girl, he came to the waist and hugged him, and then flew towards the sky.

Almost instantly, the thick ice surface of the Black Lake shattered.

Rove and Shirley in mid-air were dumbfounded, did this catch the North Sea Monster?

The waves rattled, and a horse-drawn carriage appeared under the lake, rushing straight out of the lake.

It was a huge carriage, the size of a house, pulled by a herd of golden reindeer.

When the carriage falls on the ground,

There was an earth-shattering loud noise, and the thick snow melted in an instant, as if it had been baked by high temperatures.

Rove flew to the shore, put Shirley down, already flushed, and looked towards the carriage.

Soon the car door opened, and out came an old man dressed strangely:

He wore a wide tunic with oriental prints, an open bell-shaped shoulder, a flaming color at the intersection of the two lines, and trousers in a European sour cherry cropped.

The old man stepped out of the carriage, waved his hand, and smiled, "Merry Christmas, Rove."

"Nicol?"

Rove was a little surprised when he saw Nicol Lemay, he walked over, looked at the old man, and couldn't help laughing:

"Merry Christmas, Nicol...... You're dressed like a hippie."

"The dress of a hippie was to imitate a wizard at the beginning." Nicol laughed and explained, "Wizards go to the Muggle world, always dress up in strange costumes, and then give a group of Muggles an inspiration."

Rove was stunned, he didn't expect this cause to exist, but after thinking about it, it seemed reasonable.

Wizards enter the Muggle world and deliberately dress up as Muggles, but they always dress up in strange ways, and there are often wizards in short skirts walking around the streets.

It can only be said that wizards do lead the fashion trend.

"Why did you get in the carriage, where's your car?" Rove asked again.

Nicol, like Su Xunzong, is an avid car collector, and the two used to be car friends.

That year, Brezhnev visited Camp David in the United States and took Nixon to drag racing, and Nicol sat in the passenger seat.

"Does Santa Claus drive a car? It's not all reindeer rides." Nicol joked:

"I'm Santa Claus today, and I'm here to deliver you a present."

Rove laughed, and he turned his head and introduced, "Nicol, this is Shirley...... My classmate and assistant.

Shirley, he's Nicol Lemay, the greatest alchemist......

"I'm still an opera lover." Nicol looked at Shirley and smiled kindly:

"Son, I've heard Rove mention you, and he's said many times that you're brilliant at Transfiguration."

Shirley smiled shyly and reservedly, "Merry Christmas, Mr. Lemay."

After the three of them finished greetings, Rove said softly:

"Nicol, are you here to visit Professor Dumbledore? Unfortunately, he hasn't been at Hogwarts lately."

….

Since the Christmas holidays, Dumbledore has vanished, taking with him the Slytherin basilisk.

Corvinos Gaunt offered a deal to take the basilisk.

Dumbledore thought that the trade could be made, but he had to find a professional to help him study it and see if there was any special magic on the basilisk.

Rove thought about it for a long time, but he didn't think of anyone else in this wizarding world who could be called a professional in front of Dumbledore.

"I know." Nicol blinked, "Albus has gone to Austria, met with an old man, and he can't come back for a short time."

Rove was a little surprised to hear the name Austria, and he remembered that the Newmengard prison was there.

"Rove, I'm here to find you, there's something I need to ...... to you Ask for help." Nicol continued.

"Ask me for help?" Rove was more and more surprised, he didn't know what he could do to Nicol now.

"What's the matter? Just say."

Nicol lowered his voice:

"You know I have prophetic powers, and I can see things that are happening in the near future.

Through the prophecy ball, I saw a guy who wanted to sneak into my manor this Christmas...... I need your help."

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(Thanks to the elder of "Just Love to Swim in the Water" for his tip.) ）

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