I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 113 I'm a black-hearted capitalist!
Three tall and loyal guards guarded John and the others.

The giant sword in his hand danced impenetrably.

As long as the giant eight-eyed spider takes a step closer, if you are unlucky, a long gash will be cut on your body.

If you are lucky, the dead body will be in a different place, and the life will be terminated in an instant, and you will be free from pain.

Over time, the acromantula surrounding John and the others gradually divided into three echelons.

At the forefront is the main offensive force, which is responsible for finding opportunities to break through the defense line of the stone pier.

The second echelon is the substitute team. As soon as the main offensive force suffers casualties, they will immediately make up to maintain the offensive pressure.

The last is the logistics team. Food and grass are the key to winning a war, so their mission is the most important.

Smaller giant arachnids shuttled across the battlefield.

As long as a spider falls, they will immediately crawl over, spit out spider silk and wrap it into white balls and drag them behind.

It is guaranteed that the partners who are fighting hard on the front line can have a hot bite as soon as they step off the battlefield.

John stood on tiptoe and looked out hard.

There are also giant eight-eyed spiders crawling continuously, as if they are determined to consume them to death here.

He somewhat wanted to release the remaining three stone piers and keep them away.

But I feel a little bit reluctant, those are all golden Garen!
"John, don't look at it." Fred greeted from behind, "Come and have a sip of tea and rest for a while!"

John looked back.

Fred and George sat cross-legged on the ground leisurely.

There are two flat stones in front of it, and a pot is placed on it, steaming hot.

There are even two plates on the left hand side of the two, with a few biscuits in them.

All from their skins.

If it weren't for the piercing clicking sound outside, it would really be a bit like a spring outing.

"You guys really enjoyed it."

John rolled his eyes, sat across from them, and took the teacup from Fred's hand.

Fred took a sip from his teacup, and moaned happily: "Didn't you say that if those stone piers were not completely smashed by someone, they would keep fighting, and now those spiders even defend against the stone piers?" We can’t break it, and we can’t rush out, so why not rush, why not enjoy it first.”

"That's right, how about you release all the remaining stone piers, and we'll kill them immediately!" George raised his arms and shouted.

"Don't think about it!" John reached out and snatched George's biscuits.

One plate is enough for the two of them, and it would be a waste to eat too much.

"Do you still have such powerful props in your leather bag?"

Fred stared brightly at John's waist.

"Of course." John tugged on his robe, completely covering the exposed leather bag.

"Then show us some more?" George said excitedly.

Before, the two of them thought John was a rich man.

But after seeing those stone piers today, they found that they were wrong, and they were very wrong!

What kind of local tyrant is this!

This is clearly a treasure house, a treasure house, and Doraemon's pocket!

I don't know how many good things are hidden in that small leather bag.
Fred and George's eyes grew hotter.

I can't wait to burn through John's leather bag and leak all the contents inside.

"roll!"

John returned a word lightly.

Now that there is no danger, why take it out?
Too much money and no place to spend it?

He's not Draco Malfoy!

"mean!"

"Stingy!"

Fred and George shook their heads in disgust.

"Really?" John said with a regretful tone, "I wanted to give you something, but seeing how you are now, forget it!"

Fred and George's eyes lit up, and they scrambled to John's side.

One squeezed his shoulders, and the other helped John relax his arms.

"Boss, we were joking!"

"Yes, your lord has a lot, don't be as knowledgeable as us."

John enjoyed a moment, let the two of them out of the way, took two things from the leather bag and threw them at Fred and George.

Fred and Fred hurriedly caught it, looking at the familiar logo on the surface of the box.

A cartoon version of John is smiling and holding the hat.

They used to think this smile was quite cute, but now the more they look at it, the more mocking it becomes, and the more they look at it, the more it makes people angry.

Fred and George put the box in their pockets with their backhands, jumped at John and yelled, "Don't we have this thing? Do you need it?"

John tightly protected his waist, and retorted: "Then you still accept it!"

"We are thrifty!"

Fred pulled John's hand away, and George took the opportunity to pounce on John's itchy flesh.

"Stop, stop, I'll give you another one!" John said quickly.

"That's more or less."

Fred and George let go and crouched beside John, ready to step forward again.

John opened the leather bag and searched for a while, then took out two irregular and slightly dented nails and handed them to Fred and George.

"Go back and drill a hole, then find a rope to hang it around your neck, remember not to destroy the magic pattern on it!"

Fred and George looked at the nail piece with puzzled eyes and asked, "What is this?"

"My grandfather made a protective shield based on the silver shield. After awakening, it can help you resist ordinary spells until it breaks."

Seeing that Fred and George tended to hand back their shields, John quickly added,
"It's just a gadget, worthless."

"Really worthless?" Fred asked in disbelief.

"Of course!" John replied, "If it was valuable, I would give it to you so easily? I'm a black-hearted capitalist!"

The protective shield is one of the props that Ian does not sell.

It can instantly give a weak wizard the defensive effect of a high-level amulet.

If it appeared on the wizarding battlefield, it would greatly turn the tide of the war.

However, the protective shield has extremely high requirements on materials.

Because the magic pattern on it has strong magic power, ordinary materials can't bear it at all.

Ian tried and found only the scales of the basilisk, and they had to be the hardest scales on the basilisk to meet the standard.

In addition, the number of basilisks is small, so the output of protective shields is extremely low.

He also only had a few pieces on him.

If it is sold out, it will cost at least tens of hundreds of Galleons.

But it hasn't been sold yet, so what he said is not bad.

There's no price tag on this thing, so it's worthless!

It was also the result of his careful consideration to give the two of them the protective shield.

Fred and George were always there whenever he needed to be called.

Whenever he encountered danger, he always protected him first, and never flinched.

So he also had to provide the necessary protection for the two of them.

Otherwise, you will really become a black-hearted capitalist!

Fred nodded approvingly: "Indeed, I feel relieved when you say that!"

Although Fred was complaining, he was very careful when putting away his nails.

Just listening to John's introduction, he can almost guess the value of the protective shield.

At this time, there was a commotion in the distance, and it seemed that something was approaching them.

Shouldn't you be going out today?

John thought subconsciously.

But I have clearly read the calendar, today is a good trip!
(End of this chapter)