I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 108 This. Isn't that good?

After about a few minutes, John secretly returned to the crime scene along the stairs.

The scene in front of me was quite spectacular.

Bulky human-shaped balloons filled the corridors.

With a bitter smile, John bent down and struggled forward from under the balloon, looking for the traces of Fred and George.

"Fred, George," John called.

But as soon as his voice came out, the crowd above was like crazy, twisting their bodies desperately.

It sent everyone flying up and down the corridor, full of whimpering and cursing.

John quickly squatted down to avoid being accidentally injured by them.

After the floating classmates calmed down, John proceeded cautiously again.

This time he learned the lesson and didn't dare to call Fred and George's names again.

Until almost passing through the end of the balloon ocean, John finally found the two familiar figures.

They hid in a corner holding hands.

John went over and separated Fred's and George's hands, then took them by the hand and pulled them down, turning them around in a circle.

The face facing the ceiling suddenly looked at the ground.

John squatted down and looked up with a smile and whispered, "How do you feel?"

"You are ruthless!"

Fred's chubby face showed an expression of indignation, and he opened and closed his mouth vigorously, but there was no complete sound.

"I know I'm a good person!" John patted Fred's swollen belly lightly.

But unexpectedly, the strength was still too great, and Fred flew straight to the ceiling.

John got up quickly, grabbed his feet, and dragged him down again.

"I'll kill you!"

Fred twisted his body to punch John, while George rolled from side to side laughing.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you away first."

John grabbed Fred with one hand and George with the other, pulling them down below the crowd.

Before the others recovered, he dragged the two of them out of the corridor and arrived at an empty classroom.

John released the two and let them dance around the room.

"How many hits did you two get?"

The action time of large smoke bombs can be superimposed.

One is about 3 minutes, two is 6 minutes, and so on.

According to the number of balloons in the sky just now, if Fred and George hit both.

Then he can leave, there is no need to wait here.

Fred and George showed fearful expressions on their faces at the same time, opening and closing their mouths uncertainly.

Although he couldn't hear what they said, John knew that these two guys must have received a lot of smoke bombs.

"Then I'll leave first? You recover and go back by yourself." John made a gesture to walk towards the door.

George shook his short hands angrily, as if he was reprimanding John for his dishonesty.

"Alright alright."

John shrugged, blew the dust off a chair with his wand, sat down on the chair and lit the lamp on the wall.

He dug out a few books from the leather bag and started to read.

If you encounter a problem, throw a few Galleons to the golden dragon.

Anyway, Fred and George were alone looking at the ceiling and counting the cracks in the floor.

It's hard to spot his unusual behavior.

The whole classroom suddenly fell into silence.

Almost two hours later, there were two bangs and bangs in the room.

Something heavy fell to the ground.

John was taken aback, shrank and looked forward hastily.

Fred and George quickly got up from the ground, hugged each other passionately, and shouted with tears in their eyes: "We are finally alive!"

"congratulations!"

John put the book away, got up and clapped his hands and said.

Fred and George turned their heads at the same time, threw themselves on John's side, and scratched his itch.

"Why did you abandon us!"

The tone is like John is a bad guy.

John wanted to complain, but it was obviously not the right time.

He said intermittently: "Well, that's not something I can be sure of. The house elf grabbed my hand and left with a whoosh. I didn't even realize it!"

But Fred and George ignored his explanation and scratched for a long time before letting go.

Johnson lay on the ground helplessly, exhausting all his energy just now.

"Okay, stop pretending, get up, Filch will be here later."

Fred kicked John's foot refreshedly and said.

"ruthless!"

John rolled his eyes, got up and dusted off his body, and walked to the first floor with them.

"How many big smoke bombs did you use up front?" John asked.

"Hmm." George tilted his head and thought for a while, "I guess the entertainment bomb is empty now."

John raised his eyebrows, so many?
They estimated that there were one or two hundred large smoke bombs stored on Entertainment Street.

A business opportunity suddenly popped up in John's mind, and he approached Fred and George with a flattering smile on his face.

"Why don't you two come here a few more times in the future? Look at how effective the sale is, much more effective than our promotion!"

"Fuck off!"

Fred and George teamed up to push John away, and they never wanted to experience the scene of being chased by a circle of people and throwing smoke bombs.

"Don't you really think about it? Shall I give you more points?" John asked.

"We are afraid that we will earn money and spend money!" Fred patted John's shoulder heavily, "Remember to bring Dennis with us tomorrow."

The two of them waved to the Gryffindor dormitory.

John returned to the dormitory and told Dennis about Fred and George's request.

Dennis readily agrees, but it won't be long before he regrets his rash decision.

From the next day, Dennis was abducted by Fred and George.

John hadn't seen him much except when he was in class.

And the class is also blank, as if it has become a ruthless machine whose emotions have been taken away.

Until John stepped into the Room of Requirement, everything in front of him finally explained the doubts in his heart.

"Fred, the skin of the African tree snake, all shredded!"

"George, powder of bicorn horn!"

Dennis stood in front of a long table.

Five or six crucibles were placed on the table, steaming at the same time.

He walked quickly around the table, checking the cooking conditions of each crucible, and issued orders.

The fat on his body couldn't stop shaking, as if it was about to separate from him.

If John wanted to do this for a day, he would have no desire to speak.

Fred and George ran back and forth in the room according to Dennis' orders, preparing various materials.

When they saw John's eyes lit up, they asked as they walked, "Have you finished all the smoke bombs?"

"Not yet!" John said quickly.

When Fred and the others were busy here, he was not idle, and was responsible for replenishing the entertainment street.

But it's obviously much easier than here.

He doesn't want to be here.

But George saw through his intention and said, "Then let's put it down first, we are really overwhelmed here, come and help!"

John narrowed his mouth: "This is not very good, is it?"

(End of this chapter)