I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 117 Ah yes yes yes
For the next period of time, John never heard Professor Quirrell's voice again.

He was never seen again.

There is no further news about him.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts offices on the third floor and the classrooms on the fourth floor were all hung with cold locks.

Only the lonely Bandemang was left wandering lonely on the dusty desktop and in the corner of the wall.

Professor Quirrell is like a gust of wind, once it blows, it disappears.

Thinking about it, some emotions surged in John's heart.

He took the quill and parchment next to him, and wrote with a pen.

Dear. Pest Advisory Service, Department of Regulatory Control of Magical Creatures.

I'm a student at Hogwarts. I found a large amount of Bandymans in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office. Please come and deal with them as soon as possible, so as not to spread.

After explaining the situation clearly, John called Hermes.

Stuff the parchment into the little bamboo tubes on its feet, then open the window and let it fly out.

"Hermes, pay attention to safety along the way!"

John stared at the distant white owl and said with a wave.

Last night Fred and George were curious.

I want to see if Professor Quirrell is still in the office.

So they quietly pried open the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts office and took a few sneak peeks.

Professor Quirrell didn't see it, but they saw a lot of Bandemous.

It's like a greenish fungus with eyes.

When frightened, it will walk hurriedly on its countless slender legs and hide in hidden corners.

Although it looks inconspicuous, it is extremely harmful.

Bandemans will slowly secrete a kind of house rotting house roots.

Over time, it may bring down the house.

A small amount of Bandemous can be dealt with with a descaling spell.

But according to Fred and George's description, there are a bit too many bandymans in the office.

So it’s better to leave it to professionals.

It's just why there is a Bendeman in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office?
John turned around in his mind for a few times and didn't think of the answer, but it was already the time he and Ronan agreed.

Put the question of the bandems out of your mind for a moment.

John got up to pack his things, greeted Dennis, and walked out of the dormitory.

Come weekend, Ravenclaw students are either in the library or in the dormitory.

So he didn't meet anyone along the way, and the whole tower was quiet.

"Are you going to the centaur tribe now?"

Just as John walked to the side of the portrait, Roach said suddenly.

"Huh?" John looked at Roach and asked, "How do you know?"

Roach said smugly: "It's hard to hide anything from us in the castle, unless you sleep all day and never communicate with others."

Then don't we have no privacy at all?
A bunch of voyeurs!

Just as John was about to complain, he suddenly remembered the unsolved problem just now, and hurriedly asked: "Since you said you know everything, let me ask you something."

"Ask." Roach raised his head proudly, as if I knew everything about Hogwarts.

"A lot of bandymans suddenly popped up in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, do you know where they came from?"

Hearing John's question, Roach's head was as stiff as a machine, and he sank a little bit, making a hoarse laugh.

"Ahem, that happens to be something that is difficult for us to know. Except for the portraits approved by the professor, no one can enter the professor's office without authorization, otherwise they will be punished."

Ok!

John raised his leg and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Roach said quickly, "I have something to ask for your help."

"What?" John turned to look at Roach.

There seemed to be some struggle on Roach's face.

"What do you want to do? Roach, do you want to hand over that thing?"

A fat lady next to Roach said sharply.

Roach nodded silently.

The flames of the fat lady's anger almost spread out of the frame, and she shouted again and again: "How could you do this! Do you know what this means? Why did you make a decision without consulting us? Don't you forget us? oath?"

The surrounding portraits were also furious, and it seemed that Roach had made a heinous mistake.

Fortunately, the knight in armor and holding a huge sword was not there, otherwise Roach's house would be cut into a mess again.

oath?What oath?

John looked at the scene in front of him in a daze, and wanted to ask a question, but he was intimidated by the fat lady, so he didn't dare to ask.

"I know better than any of you!"

The silent Roach seemed to be stimulated by the oath, he broke out suddenly, and roared with a ferocious face.

After yelling, Roach became a little lonely, with a unwilling and self-deprecating smile on his face.

"Victor"

After a while, the fat lady called Roach's name, her mouth opened, but she couldn't say anything after that.

"That." John bit his lip and said aloud with a little embarrassment.

But Roach cut him off.

"Sorry, we lost our composure." Roach forced a smile and said.

"What's the matter with you? And that oath?" John asked.

"It's nothing, I just remembered some bad memories." Roach smiled bitterly, "But these have nothing to do with you, would you like to help me bring things there?"

"Of course! But"

John carefully gestured to the other portraits with his eyes. He was afraid that if he took the things away, Roach would be torn apart by them when he came back.

"I'll explain it to them," Roach said. "You swirl your wand three times clockwise around my picture frame, and say justice prevails!"

John turned around three times as Roach said, and then said: "Justice prevails!"

The voice fell, and there was no movement around the picture frame, but each portrait was a bit abnormal.

They straightened their waists and looked at the front with serious expressions.

It looks a little secondary and weird.

It felt like I had strayed into some kind of pledge of allegiance.

They're not messing with me, are they?

The thought came to John involuntarily.

"Okay, you pull my portrait away, and you can see that thing."

With a relaxed expression on Roach's face, he said with a smile.

John hesitated, and carefully opened the frame.

Nothing strange came out, there was only a recessed rectangular dark compartment inside.

Inside is a box about the size of the secret compartment.

John took out the box and held it in his arms, pushed the picture frame back and closed it, and suddenly asked: "If I don't do what you said before and push your picture frame away, this hidden compartment and the things inside will exist." ?"

"Of course, it's always been there, and you can get it as long as I allow it," Roach replied.

John stared and asked, "Then why do you want me to do those useless things?"

Roach replied with a smile: "Don't you think this is very ceremonial?"

John was at a loss for words.

Ah yes yes, you are right!

(End of this chapter)