I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 111 Ron Happy Beast

"John, why are you so calm?"

Fred looked at John, who seemed to be doing nothing, puzzled.

They cheered heartily here, and there was a facial paralysis standing beside them, which always felt a bit strange.

John coolly replied: "What's the excitement? It's all in my plan!"

Fred and George looked John up and down, then turned around at the same time, put their shoulders on each other, shook their heads, and prepared to leave.

"Let's go, let's go, someone here is crazy, we can't let him infect us!"

"Don't!" John said hastily.

"Then are you still pretending?" George turned around and said.

John sighed and said, "No, no."

"Then celebrate one?"

Fred and George looked at John with arms folded.

John raised his hand in a feigned cheer.

Fred and the two nodded, barely letting him go.

While they were fighting, Ronan came out from among the trees with a few centaurs.

"They've gone far."

Ronan's red hair was wet with sweat, and he spoke out of breath.

"Thank you," John said. "How's the unicorn?"

"A little injury, we will take care of it." Ronan said.

"Thank you." John thanked again.

They had planned to wait and see the unicorn after Snape left.

But he didn't expect the cheers from Fred and George to scare him away.

So John could only entrust the centaur with the responsibility of taking care of the unicorn.

Unicorns are legendary elves in the forest, and the centaur is still very willing to do this.

"When are you going to help us install the thing you said?"

Ronan asked, there seemed to be a hint of eagerness in his tone.

And the centaur behind him also turned their attention to John after hearing the words.

"Well." John pondered for a moment and said, "This weekend, give me a few days to prepare."

"No problem!" Ronan nodded slightly and turned his horse's hooves, "Go back quickly, the forest is not safe at night."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work!"

Watching the centaur leave, John chatted with Fred and George in a low voice, and followed the compass in his hand towards the edge of the forest.

But after walking hundreds of meters, John suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He stopped Fred and George from talking, and listened for a moment.

"Fred, George, do you feel that the forest is a bit lively today?"

John smiled wryly and said.

"is a bit"

Fred and the others looked at each other and ran forward at the same time.

"Run!"

They somewhat underestimated the power of a group of trolls.

Or overestimate forest stability.

Snape and Voldemort led a circle of trolls scurrying through the forest, causing chaos throughout the forest.

All kinds of ferocious animals were disturbed and came out of their nests.

They couldn't determine whether the other party was hostile, so they all wanted to strike first, and started hunting each other one after another.

And John and the others were also targeted by something.

Suddenly there were rustling sounds all around.

Pairs of jade-like eyes gleamed in the dark.

John jerked his head down as he advanced, a thick piece of wood brushing his hair.

The wooden stick fell into several pieces on the ground, and some white filaments were still wrapped around it.

John broke out in a cold sweat, turned around and glanced at it, and immediately accelerated his running speed.

"We are followed by a few big babies!"

"Huh? What?"

Fred looked back when he heard the words, staggered in fright and almost fell.

But fortunately, as Gryffindor's Chaser, he is usually diligent in exercising and has good physical fitness, which gave him a firm grip.

"This thing is really big!" Fred quickly caught up with John and exclaimed.

"I think it's OK to call it Ron Jolly Beast!" said George

"I agree! But it's a pity." Fred shook his head regretfully.

"What?" John asked.

"Ron is not here, if he sees it, he will be very happy, and then the Ron Happy Beast can realize its true value of being alive!" Fred said.

"Why don't we bring him one back and let him open his eyes!" George said.

Fred nodded immediately: "I think it's okay, who called us his brothers, we should work harder!"

John rolled his big eyes, it's such a time, these two guys are still trying to play tricks on people!
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something flying behind him, and John immediately waved his wand: "The stick is flying!"

The wooden stick on the ground quickly rose into the air, and on the way to approach John, it was entangled by the white spider silk flying from behind, and disappeared in a flash.

It's dangerous!

John was relieved.

"Beautiful Flying Curse!"

"If you let Professor Flitwick see it, he will definitely give you ten points!"

"But it doesn't matter, we can testify to you when we go back!"

"But we don't seem to be able to tell other people about it."

"It's embarrassing, John, it seems that you can't get this ten."

I don't know if I'm too nervous, Fred and George are talking non-stop.

Fred stopped speaking suddenly, and quickly raised his wand: "All petrified!"

The spider the size of a millstone stopped stiffly at John's right hand.

Its whole body is covered with thick black fur, and its eight eyes are shining with frightening light.

The giant chelicerae were already approaching John's body.

Fortunately, Fred reacted quickly enough that John survived.

This giant eight-eyed spider appeared too suddenly, without any warning at all.

But Fred's attack seemed to have caused public outrage, and there were dense clicking sounds around him.

Countless Ron Happy Beasts waved their claws and accelerated towards John and the others.

John swallowed back the thanks that came to his lips and asked, "Do you have animal bubble gum?"

The acromantula has eight legs, but they only have two, so they will definitely not be able to race.

Moreover, there are too many spiders, and it is estimated that they will form an encirclement in a short time.

So they have to think of other ways.

"Yes, but only one or two boxes," George replied.

"Okay!" John said, "I have a few boxes here too, let's try together, hope we have good luck today!"

Without waiting for their reply, John quickly rummaged through the animal bubble gum, took out one and threw it into his mouth.

After a while, a few birds flew over John, glanced at the horrible scene below, and then quickly fled.

Animal bubble gum can only make animals feel friendly to the user, but it cannot command them to die.

"Not mine!" John replied.

"I'm neither!"

"Neither do I!"

Fred and George replied in succession.

John felt a little heavy.

Animal Companion Bubblegum must wait until the potion wears off before it can be used again.

But according to the current situation, can they survive until the next time they are used?
John couldn't help scolding himself for being an idiot in his heart!
Then why be so clever and make all kinds of bubblegum look the same!
Now he's screwing himself over.

John secretly made up his mind that if he could escape, all future products must have a version for his own use, so as to avoid this situation from happening again!
(End of this chapter)