I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 106 Snape's Request
John eyed Snape suspiciously, guessing his intentions.

"what happened?"

Snape's thin lips parted slightly: "I need you to do me a favor."

"what?"

Snape said flatly: "You have heard what happened that night, right? The mysterious man wanted to use the unicorn's blood to regain his strength."

"Barely heard some of it," John replied cautiously.

Snape snorted, and continued, "He seems to be getting weaker recently, and he's eager for me to find the unicorn."

"You want me to stop him?" John shook his head like a rattle. "I'm a first-year student. If he makes a move, I'll be reduced to ashes."

"I didn't ask you to deal with him," Snape said. "I just need you to interfere with him. Together with those two Weasleys, I believe you can come up with some good ideas, right?"

Snape emphasized the word not bad, and John understood what he meant.

Isn't it just making trouble!

I know this!

But what good am I?
John shook his head again, and said in embarrassment: "Professor, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's too dangerous"

There was a sneer on Snape's face, his eyes were a little smaller, and he stared at John: "What conditions do you have?"

"It's not a condition." John replied with a smile, "I also want the professor to help."

"You said."

"Help us make a potion when we are free, or give us advice." John said.

"Three chances," Snape replied.

"Okay." John moved towards the door, "Then we have nothing to talk about."

"Ten times." Snape more than tripled in an instant.

"Professor." John said, "Actually, whether the mysterious man drinks unicorn blood or not doesn't have much impact on you, right? Anyway, there is Professor Dumbledore in the school. Even if the mysterious man recovers, it's not good to have him Deal with it?"

Snape pursed his lips, his eyes fluctuated, as if thinking of some past events.

"You don't need to worry about this, I agree to your conditions, as long as I am free in the future, you can come over, but"

John motioned for Snape to continue.

Snape said mockingly: "You have to do me a favor in the future, or our deal will not be equal."

John pondered for a moment, then said, "Don't endanger my life or my friend's life."

"No problem." Snape nodded slightly.

John smiled and stretched out his hand: "That's a pleasant cooperation, Professor."

Snape glanced at John's hand, reached out and touched John's fingers lightly.

As soon as he touched it, he immediately moved away, like John had some virus on his hands.

John didn't care either, he said with a smile, "Do you have anything else to do? I'll go back first."

Snape turned sideways to clear the way to the door, and said in a deep voice, "I hope you can fulfill our agreement well."

John smiled and waved his hands: "Don't worry, professor, I can't guarantee other things, but we have two professionals in this line."

Opening the door and walking to the corridor, John waited and watched. Seeing no one, he quickly slipped back to the dormitory.

In the afternoon of the second day, I just finished class.

John asked Dennis to go to dinner, and he stood at the door of the auditorium blocking Fred and George.

"George, Fred, I'm going to kill you both!"

There was a shout in the distance, and John recognized Jordan's voice.

He could almost hear the cocoon in his ears during the game, so he was quite familiar with it.

What did those two people do again?

John looked over there with interest.

"Let's let one let, let one let!"

I saw Fred and George desperately pushing away from the crowd and fleeing in a hurry.

Jordan, who was chasing after the two of them, was also quite distinctive.

Long nose, wide forehead, big ears fanning the wind.

Isn't this a pig's head!

"John, help me stop them!" Jordan shouted when he saw John.

"What are you doing here?" Fred followed suit.

"I have something to do with you." John replied helplessly.

"Oh?" Fred turned to look at Jordan, "We apologize, what about another day?"

"No way, one of you must die today!" Jordan replied angrily.

"It's cruel!" Fred and George looked at each other and sighed, "Then don't blame us."

The two of them took out their bags, took out a large handful of round things, eager to try.

John's veins twitched, and he hurriedly said, "Don't!"

But it was too late, Fred and George turned their arms like windmills and threw everything out of their hands.

"Take the call!"

The dense balls hit the students in the corridor, thick smoke rose, and it was impossible to avoid it.

John rubbed his head with a headache.

"Okay, it's settled." George clapped his hands and said with satisfaction.

The smoke cleared in the corridor, and a human balloon floated in the air, cursing indistinctly, with eyes like swords.

If Adava could be launched to eat a big melon just by looking at it, Fred and George would already be lying on the ground.

"move!"

In the sight of everyone killing people, John pulled Fred and George away.

"Aren't you going to eat first?"

Fred didn't seem to have any sense of danger at all, and he still thought about finishing dinner in the auditorium.

If the ones in the hallway are brought back to life, there could be a Hogwarts battle in the Great Hall!
"No, let's eat somewhere else!"

John resolutely refused, and dragged the two of them away from the crowd to the Room of Requirement.

George leaned lazily on the chair and said, "John, dinner can't be conjured up here."

"Don't worry." John took out a rectangular box with buttons.

After pressing the button, there was a cramped "Hello?"

"Please help me deliver three dinners to the eighth floor of the castle." John said.

"Okay, okay, no problem."

John nodded, and put away the box under the surprised eyes of Fred and George.

"What's that?" Fred asked curiously.

"It's just a communication device, and the other side is connected to the kitchen." John replied.

George's eyes lit up. If they also have one, doesn't it mean that they don't have to go to the auditorium to squeeze with those people in the future?
John saw through their little thoughts and said, "Don't worry, even if I give it to you, you won't be able to use it?"

"why?"

"Because they only deliver meals to their friends." John said, shaking his head, "but you are not their friends."

"Cut!" Fred and George waved their hands in disgust, and they had already started planning how to become friends with the house-elf in their minds.

"Why did Jordan hunt you down?" John asked.

Fred shrugged: "He snores while sleeping, and he is still in History of Magic class. Although Professor Binns doesn't care, we, as Professor Binns' most loyal students, must maintain his dignity."

"So you turned Jordan into a pig's head?"

"That's right!" George replied, "We think that will teach him a profound lesson and allow him to pay attention in class next time."

John rolled his eyes.

At this time, there was a sudden sound from the call box, which should be the arrival of the house elf.

John opened the door and went out to thank him and brought the food into the room.

"It's really convenient!" Fred exclaimed, took a plate of meat, put a piece into his mouth, and asked, "By the way, John, what do you want from us?"

"Snape wants us to do him a favor." John replied with a smile while eating.

(End of this chapter)