I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 143 I want a promotion and a raise!

"stop!"

John shouted angrily, and a hot pillar of fire surged frantically from the pocket in front of him to the front.

Snape's face changed slightly, he stepped back one after another, and the wand in his hand danced quickly.

But the pillar of fire rushed to him unceremoniously, leaving holes in his clothes.

Snape suddenly became a little embarrassed, like a tramp picking up waste.

"Professor." John said coldly, "You seem to have forgotten our agreement again."

Snape extinguished the flames on his body, raised his head and replied in a confrontational manner: "Only in this way can you master Occlumency faster! If you don't feel the feeling of someone stirring in your mind twice, you will never be able to become Occlumency art master."

"I think we still have time to practice slowly." John replied bluntly.

Snape stared fiercely at John.

John didn't flinch.

Snape gave a contemptuous laugh, and said, "If that's all you want, then it's up to you."

John curled his lips.

If you want to spy on my memory, just say so!

Why are you making so many excuses?

The next few days flew by as John and Snape sparred.

The time agreed with Dumbledore has come.

After a week of hard work, John basically mastered Occlumency.

Although it was far from those masters, he was able to quickly empty his emotions and form a defense in the face of Legilimency.

And it can last for a long time.

That's enough for now.

But a new question arises, Dumbledore doesn't know where to go?
John sat on the chair in the principal's office, tapping his fingers on the table inadvertently.

Dumbledore left saying he would be back this morning.

But John waited until now, the sun had risen to its peak, and he hadn't even seen a hair of Dumbledore.

Is something wrong?
John couldn't help thinking.

"Boy!" Blake hanging on the wall suddenly shouted.

John frowned and looked at Black, a tablecloth had been skillfully held in his hands, ready to be thrown at any time.

"I don't want to quarrel with you today!" Black said angrily, "I just want to remind you that Mag is already on his way here."

What is Professor McGonagall here for?
With a thought in his mind, John quickly changed his clothes and drank the last bit of Polyjuice Potion.

The familiar disgusting feeling came over him, and he slowly turned into Dumbledore again.

After a while, the door was pushed open, and Professor McGonagall walked into the room without seeing anyone.

"Professor McGonagall, what can you do?"

John looked up at Professor McGonagall and said with a smile.

"There is one thing, although it is not very important, but I still have to say it."

Professor McGonagall put a piece of parchment on the table as he spoke, and pushed it to John.

John's good curiosity was aroused by Professor McGonagall's words, he lowered his head and unfolded the parchment.

Read it again.

Watched it again.

Watch it again.

John wondered if he had read it wrong.

There are six words written between the lines on the parchment: I want to be promoted and raise my salary!

And the rate of increase is not small.

"Professor McGonagall?" John raised his head and asked.

"That's right, it's just like what you saw." Professor McGonagall said recalling the past, "I have worked here for decades, and my teaching level has improved a lot, but I still have the same salary as before. Do you think that makes sense?"

Feeling the slightly threatening eyes of Professor McGonagall, John replied helplessly: "It's not reasonable."

"So my request is not too much?" Professor McGonagall reminded after speaking, "The school's seal is in the drawer on your left hand."

You really know how to look for opportunities!

John thought silently in his heart.

Professor McGonagall knew that he was a fake, but he handed over this application, obviously wanting to squeeze the school's wool!
Should I agree or reject?
If you agree, will the other professors ask for a salary increase after knowing it?

Then there will be a lot of expenses all of a sudden, and the school director will definitely find Dumbledore in trouble
Dumbledore won't trouble me for this, will he?
John thought.

When Professor McGonagall saw that John hadn't moved for a long time, she changed the subject and suddenly talked about the entertainment street.

"Dumbledore, haven't you approved too many projects for Entertainment Street recently? Doesn't that sound good?"

Professor McGonagall stared straight at John with a meaningful smile on his face.

John immediately understood, and said: "Professor McGonagall, this is a reasonable demand for you. Your salary is a little lower, and it is not worthy of your status. I will approve it for you!"

John opened the drawer and took out a seal, which he stamped on Professor McGonagall's application.

Professor McGonagall smiled with satisfaction and quickly withdrew the parchment, as if afraid that John would go back on his word.

"Then I won't disturb your work."

Professor McGonagall finished speaking with a smile, and walked out of the office quickly.

After she left, John came to his senses and slapped his forehead.

Forgot to keep Professor McGonagall a secret!

But she shouldn't tell other professors, right?

But things backfired, and John felt like only a few minutes had passed.

The door was pushed open again, and it was Professor Flitwick who entered this time.

He walked in a hurry, and his face was a little anxious.

"Dumbledore, I heard that you gave Professor McGonagall a raise?"

Professor Flitwick stared at John with bulging eyes.

It seems that as long as John dares to deny it, he will resign.

John could only nod.

"What about me?" Professor Flitwick jumped up excitedly, pointed at himself, and said loudly, "I am the same head as Professor McGonagall, and I have worked hard at Hogwarts for decades. There is hard work without credit.”

"Stop!" John waved his hand, "Is your application ready?"

"Hey, ready."

Professor Flitwick smiled sheepishly, took out the parchment from his arms and handed it to John.

John put another chapter on it.

"Professor Flitwick, please keep this matter a secret. Don't tell others, otherwise you will know about it from the school board."

Professor Flitwick smiled awkwardly and said, "It seems too late for me to keep it secret now. If I count correctly, all the Hogwarts professors seem to be in the corridor outside."

Ok?
Two question marks popped up in John's head.

These professors are not good people!

"Will you call them all in?"

John said helplessly.

Anyway, it's irreversible now, and it doesn't make any difference if you sign more or less.

Let Dumbledore have a headache.

After signing all the professor's applications, John thought for a while and took out a stack of blank parchment and stamped it.

If you want to open any project in the future, just fill in it directly.

Anyway, if he asked Dumbledore to apply, he would not refuse.

Save yourself the hassle!

Inwardly admiring his ingenuity, John packed everything up and it was time for Polyjuice Potion.

He changed his clothes and got up to flee, not wanting to wait for Dumbledore any longer.

But as soon as he reached the door, there was a flash of fire in the room.

Dumbledore tugged on Fox's feet, and fell into the office a little tiredly.

He looked at John with some surprise: "John, where are you going in such a hurry?"

John froze in place, laughing: "I remembered something about Entertainment Street, and I'm going to deal with it."

Dumbledore nodded: "Nothing happened in school recently, right?"

"No." John said in an inaudible voice, "I just used your identity to give all the professors a little more salary, promised Snape a few Felicians, and expanded the entertainment street. scope."

(End of this chapter)