I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 124
John looked out the window at the dots of stars on the black velvet cloth.

Not only did Ian's words echo in his mind.

His previous thoughts were a little too selfish.

Although agreeing to the centaur's request, he may not be in danger.

But what about Fred and George who were close to him?

Can he keep them safe now?

Obviously, no.

If he agrees to the horseman, then he will face two choices.

One is to stay away from Fred and George, put aside the relationship with them, and develop independently with the help of the horse people.

The second is to remain the same with Fred and the others, completely disregarding their safety, and betting that they will not be injured until he can control everything.

Obviously, neither of these options was acceptable to him.

So the answer is obvious, he can't be on the altar of the centaur now.

John made up his mind and stood up to return the bow of Erene to its original owner.

But just as he took his right foot, he suddenly remembered something.

Dennis seems to have gone to inform Fred and them!

John's face changed, and he rushed out of the dormitory.

This was the first time he felt that Dennis was running too fast.

He ran to the door of the Gryffindor common room without any risk.

Using the password to get the fat lady out of the way, John found Fred and George's dormitory with ease.

"Fred, is George there?"

"They have already gone out and were called away by a man named Dennis. They seem to be in a hurry."

Listening to the voice from inside, John's mouth was deflated, and he walked down the stairs dejectedly.

Tell them it's a joke?
But today is not April [-]st!

Fred and the others might tear him apart.

Then stuff the pieces into bread for breakfast the next day!

Tell them the truth?
Then Fred and George would drag him happily to the centaur tribe.

things are back to square one
Thinking about it, John had a flash of inspiration.

"Have it!"

He clapped his hands and quickly ran to the kitchen on the basement floor.

Please the house-elves prepare something for him.

After that, he quickly ran back to the dormitory and put together a large plaque with wooden planks.

Meanwhile, the Room of Requirement on the castle's eighth floor has been transformed into an elegant meeting room.

The crystal chandelier floating in the air casts a luxurious light.

Fred, George, Dennis, and Shanna sat solemnly at either side of a long table.

It wasn't long before the expressions on Fred and George's faces couldn't hold back.

The two of them kept twisting their bodies and rubbing back and forth on the chair.

He looked at Shana, and then turned his head to look at Dennis.

But Shanna looked down at the table silently, and Dennis's head couldn't help shaking up and down.

Both ignored them.

Fred coughed and broke the calm: "Dennis?"

Dennis woke up from the dream: "Why, what's the matter? Is John here?"

"Not yet." George leaned out and approached Dennis and asked, "Why did John come to us in such a hurry?"

"I don't know either." Dennis scratched his head embarrassingly, "It's just that his tone and expression at that time were very urgent, it must be something very important!"

"Something important to John?"

George sat back in his chair, stroked his chin and lost himself in thought.

"Did John agree to make our skipping class props the main product?"

Fred was the first to come up with his idea.

George smacked his lips and said, "Except for the two of us, it seems that other people don't pay much attention to this matter?"

"Too."

Fred sighed, disgusted with these people's lack of vision and ignorance!
George put forward his opinion: "Does he want to expand the operation scale of Diagon Alley's Magic Wheezes?"

"But isn't it a sure thing? Is it worth calling us so late?" objected Fred.

"That's right, um. Important things that are important to John."

George shook his head and kept mumbling.

"Could it be that John wants to be a prefect? ​​He wants to set a record for the youngest age of a Hogwarts prefect," Fred said.

George glanced at Fred: "It's small, it's small, the realm is small."

Fred said, "The student council president?"

George said, "It's still young."

"It can't be the headmaster, right?" Fred raised his eyebrows. "Is Professor Dumbledore still there? Can he compete?"

George thought for a while: "Maybe there is a little chance?"

Fred shifted his gaze to Shanna and asked, "What do you think, Shanna?"

Shanna raised her head expressionlessly, and thought about it seriously: "I think so. He might run for the Minister of Magic!"

Fred and George looked at each other when they heard the words, and a thought popped up in their hearts at the same time.

Our realm is really too small!

Look at people!

Dennis curled up on the chair, blinked his invisible eyes, and asked weakly: "But John is still a first-year student, will the Ministry of Magic allow him to run for office? Will they think he is too young? "

Fred, George, and Shanna froze for a moment when they heard Dennis' question.

They looked at Dennis' expression, as if it didn't seem to be fake.

Dennis seemed to take their words seriously.

Fred and George showed expressions of wanting but not daring to laugh.

The suffocated mouth kept making a barking sound, and breathed out.

"What's wrong with you?" Dennis asked suspiciously.

Fred took a deep breath, tried to suppress the smile in his heart, and said, "No, it's okay, we just remembered a funny thing."

"Oh." Dennis nodded, "Maybe we can develop an age-changing potion, so that John can get away with it, and let's talk about winning the election first!"

"It's a good idea!" George praised, "Dennis, John's campaign depends on you, you have to work hard in the future!"

"Yeah!" Dennis nodded heavily, "I will definitely work hard!"

At this time, the sound of the door lock opening suddenly came from the door, and several people turned their heads to look at the same time.

John walked into the house quickly, and said apologetically, "I kept everyone waiting for a long time."

"Why did you go? Why are you here now?" Fred asked curiously.

"I have prepared something for everyone!" John blinked and waved behind him, "Please bring everything in."

As the voice fell, the house elves entered one by one, with all kinds of food and drinks floating beside them.

"What are you?" George asked in surprise.

"Thank you."

After John sent the house elves away, he dragged in a large sign at the door, and hung it on the wall in front of the conference room with a levitating spell.

"Diagon Alley Magic and Wheezes Outstanding Staff Commendation Ceremony?"

Fred stared at and patted the big colorful characters and finished reading, feeling even more puzzled.

"what is this?"

"Ahem." John cleared his throat, "Since the establishment of Diagon Alley Magic and Wheezes, we have launched products including fluttering chocolates, scarlet vampires, monster duelers, etc. that are very popular among students.

"And also successfully established an entertainment street, so that students have a place to go in their spare time, so that our happy culture has penetrated into the student group and brought joy to everyone."

"These are all inseparable from everyone's efforts, so I decided to hold this Diagon Alley Magic and Wheezing Workshop Outstanding Staff Commendation Ceremony to commend everyone's achievements!"

After John finished speaking, he clapped his hands, indicating that everyone can applaud.

"That's it?" The voices of Fred and George seemed particularly abrupt.

"Yes, John, aren't you going to run for the Minister of Magic?" Dennis asked.

Minister of Magic?

John looked at the very disappointed people in the room.

What's wrong with these people?
I have not settled the matter yet, why is there another Minister of Magic?
But Fred and the others didn't seem to care about his rush to call them here.

He seems to have somehow gotten away with it?
(End of this chapter)