I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 109 Surprise them!
In the end, John still failed to escape the clutches of Fred and George.

After being exploited by the two of them for a few days in the Room of Requirement, they barely fulfilled their needs.

On Wednesday afternoon, John had just finished dinner and was about to go back to the dormitory with Dennis.

But he bumped into Snape as soon as he stepped out of the auditorium door.

He had no expression on his face, but deliberately bumped into John as he passed by.

There was an extra note in John's hand.

There are a few words written on it: twelve o'clock tonight.

John burned the note immediately after reading it, and asked Hermes to deliver a message to get Fred and George ready.

As midnight approached, Hogwarts fell silent.

Snape stood alone under a big tree outside the Forbidden Forest, his robes swaying gently in the breeze.

"Yes, sorry, I'm late."

Professor Quirrell hurried across the grass and said timidly beside Snape.

Snape gave him a dissatisfied look and said, "Where's Master?"

"The master won't wake up until he finds the unicorn." Professor Quirrell said hurriedly.

"Then let's go quickly."

Snape nodded and walked into the forest first.

His gaze swept back and forth between the big trees calmly, a little worried.

I don't know how those boys are preparing.
Can they stop You-Know-Who?
Dumbledore, do you trust them that much?

Snape had a lot of questions in his mind.

In the past few days, he was afraid that Professor Quirrell would be suspicious, so he didn't dare to contact John too frequently.

So it's not clear what John and the others have prepared.

Professor Quirrell followed behind Snape, carefully looking around.

After walking for a while, he asked aloud, "Where is the unicorn?"

"Don't worry."

Snape's wand danced a few times in the air, and a white bird was formed out of thin air, flapping its wings and flying forward.

When he found the unicorn yesterday, he had sprinkled a special potion on it.

Now just follow the breath from the potion to find the unicorn.

Following the direction of the bird, the surrounding trees became more and more lush.

The ground is occupied by staggered tree roots, and the ears are full of the sound of birds and insects chirping.

Snape's face became more and more serious, and he could feel that the unicorn was not far away from them.

Suddenly, there were a few whistling sounds in the air.

It was as if something had cut through the air and was galloping towards them.

Snape raised his wand instantly, and moved his steps to the side.

A few arrows were fixed in the air by him, but some fish that escaped the net passed by him.

"Be careful." Snape reminded.

But Professor Quirrell was probably shot in the arm by an arrow, although he tried his best to avoid it, probably because of his weakness.

Snape took Professor Quirrell to hide behind a giant tree surrounded by three people, looking around vigilantly.

"We seem to be being targeted by the centaurs," Snape said without surprise.

He often haunts the Forbidden Forest these days, and he has already attracted the attention of the horsemen.

Horse people not only hate humans but also have a strong sense of territory.

So being attacked by them is inevitable.

Snape looked at Professor Quirrell and asked, "Continue or retreat?"

Professor Quirrell wanted to escape back to the castle, but he obviously couldn't make the decision now.

Professor Quirrell looked around, found a place he thought was safe, and whispered, "Master, master."

After a while, Voldemort's voice sounded, but weakly.

"Have you found the unicorn?"

"Master, not yet." Professor Quirrell replied tremblingly, "We were attacked by centaurs, and Snape asked us if we want to continue?"

"The centaurs?" said Voldemort angrily. "A bunch of bloody brutes. How dare they stand in my way? How many are there?"

Snape thought for a while: "Based on the arrows shot just now, there should be six or seven."

"Six or seven?" Voldemort's voice was a bit cold, "Then I won't leave. If they come again, I'll kill them all. That shouldn't be difficult for you, Snape?"

Snape nodded slightly expressionlessly: "Yes, master."

"Quirrell, let me do it next." Voldemort was about to take over control of Quirrell's body.

"Master, you are too weak now, can you do it?" Professor Quirrell said with concern.

"Yes, as long as I can drink the blood of the unicorn later, I can recover."

Voldemort replied that the situation in front of him was more dangerous, and he was really worried about Quirrell's mind.
"Ok."

Professor Quirrell gently removed the scarf on his head layer by layer, revealing a pale, noseless face at the back of his head.

Voldemort's red eyes looked around and finally locked on Snape: "Let's go, Snape, I hope you won't let me down!"

"Yes, Master."

Snape watched Voldemort reply calmly, turned around and walked out of the giant tree, looked around the corners where the centaur might be hiding, and was ready to fight back at any time.

"careful!"

Snape's ears twitched, and he raised his wand hastily.

But several arrows had already rushed in front of Voldemort at tricky angles.

Professor Quirrell's wand-holding hand was stretched back, and he twirled the wand in a contorted position.

The arrow in the air turned around and flew back instantly as if it had been poked by someone's hand.

A muffled hum sounded, and distant footsteps sounded from the surrounding hidden bushes.

"Sorry, master, I was too careless." Snape admitted his mistake with his head slightly lowered.

"It's all right," said Voldemort. "It's important to find the unicorn."

Snape looked up and saw the little white bird in the tree branch, and walked to the right.

Before Voldemort came out, he could still think about whether John and the others were ready.

But he didn't dare to have any distracting thoughts in his mind at this time, for fear that Voldemort would find something abnormal.

But the unicorn is just ahead, where is John?

Somewhere in the forest, the sound of hurried hooves echoed in the forest.

John stood up and watched where the sound came from.

"They're almost on the unicorn."

A strong centaur jumped over the bushes, swayed a few steps and stopped in front of John.

John made a deal with them earlier.

He helped them place several defensive machines transformed from ball machines around the tribe.

They need to help him slow down Voldemort's footsteps and give them more time to prepare to avoid accidents.

"Are you ready?" Bain said harshly, "If we still need time, we can stop for a while!"

"No, it's all ready."

John looked at Ronan's strong arm, and with the light from the moon, he could see that there was a big wound there.

"Are you injured?" John immediately leaned over and rummaged in the leather bag.

"It's okay." Ronan hid his wound on his side and prepared to evacuate.

"Wait." John stopped him and handed him a bottle of potion, "Apply it on the wound, it will heal faster."

Ronan hesitated for a moment, then took the medicine bottle.

"Thank you."

After Ronan finished speaking, he jumped to the side and disappeared from John's sight.

"It's time for us to play." John said to Fred and George with a smile.

"We can't wait," Fred said excitedly.

George shook his fist vigorously: "This time I will definitely give them a big surprise!"

(End of this chapter)