I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 37 Thanks Professor Snape!
Snape's voice disappeared at the door of the Potions classroom again.

The students in the classroom silently packed their things and left quickly.

"Dennis, we should go."

After the classroom gradually became empty, John sounded a reminder.

Dennis' eyes were still focused on the crucible in front of him, studying the changes in the liquid inside.

He used a Potions lesson to show John why the Sorting Hat sent him to Ravenclaw.

In Potions class, Dennis showed strong concentration and ability to learn and summarize.

Basically, Snape can't make mistakes once he says it, and sometimes he can draw inferences from one instance.

Until the end of get out of class, he was still immersed in the charm of the potion and couldn't extricate himself.

It's a pity that his talent point only points to things related to eating, and he is a mess in the other few subjects.

Dennis nodded, retracting his eyes longingly, and poured the potion into the waste bin next to him.

If John hadn't stopped him, he would definitely have taken two sips to taste what it tasted like and accumulate experience for subsequent taste improvements.

After dinner in the cafeteria, John and Dennis walked towards the grass outside the castle.

Fred and George only have one class in the afternoon, so the two of them have already gone to prepare in advance.

A one-meter-wide tent has been set up on the grass, and students keep coming in and out at the entrance, and most of them are holding one or two interesting things in their hands.

Filch hugged Mrs. Norris and stood staring at the distance with his eyes puffed up.

Although John and the others have been approved by the school, they can set up tents here on the grass and sell their products.

But Filch can guarantee that if there is a scrap of paper on the grass after the tent is removed later, he will rush to it viciously, drag John and the others to the office, and let them experience the well-maintained life. instruments of torture.

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"Good afternoon, Mr. Filch!"

John greeted Filch with a smile. Every time he met Filch today, he greeted Filch very politely.

Filch froze for a moment, then he glared at John viciously with the cat in his arms, bared his teeth and growled.

"With me here, you little bastards don't want to do anything bad!"

John shrugged and stepped into the hood with Dennis.

Filch is also a poor man, a despised Squib mixed in with a group of ignorant little wizards, it makes one feel sympathetic to think about it.

The tent looks small from the outside, but the space inside is huge, almost as large as a basketball court.

The interior is like the furnishings of a prop shop, with three or four shelves filled with the products they made.

These things were all sent to Hogwarts from the shop in advance.

"John, you're finally here!"

Fred inside the tent shouted happily.

He and George were each carrying a cloth bag, and there were two rows of students holding merchandise beside them.

Clinking, the Galleons in their hands quickly slipped into Fred and George's cloth pockets.

John and the others only reaped dirty money, but the students reaped precious happiness. It can only be said that the students won.

"I just finished class!" John waved back.

"Come on, we have prepared your place for you."

Fred moved the crowd out of the way, and led John to a long table to sit down.

"Ready?" Fred asked.

"of course."

John fished in his leather bag and took out a large pile of maps, covering the entire table.

Fred looked at these maps as if he saw a pile of golden Galleons, and he looked up happily and shouted: "Everyone, Hogwarts exclusive map, updated according to the changes of the stairs at any time, with it Hogwarts This is your happy hometown!"

The eyes of the freshmen guarding the side lit up, and they hurriedly gathered around. They came here today mainly for this map.

After a day of spreading and fermenting what happened in the morning, coupled with the fact that a group of freshmen suffered from the difficulty of changing the stairs, there were not a few people who were late.

Especially those students who were late for Potions class, they never wanted to go through that black minute again.

Not everyone could resist Snape's terrifying gaze.

It can be said that Professor Snape made a great contribution to John's first sale!

Now the parchment map has almost been included in the list of must-have items for Hogwarts freshmen, and students with money in their pockets want a copy.

Let's thank Professor Snape together!

"Don't worry, everyone, we have sufficient supply, and we absolutely guarantee that everyone can get a copy!" George also came over to help.

The chaotic students heard George's words and slowly regained order.

The team meandered and circled in the tent, and a long snake slowly extended to the door of the tent.

John began to be busy all the time, helping the freshmen establish the connection between the wand and the map.

This is a one-time insurance magic pattern that Ian helped him design. It does not require a specific spell to establish a connection. Even if you pick up the map, it cannot be used, and it also ensures the safety of customers.

In order to avoid the loss of the map, their personal whereabouts are leaked.

At the same time, this means that the map is shared by one person, and you can share it with as many people as you want, but you must ensure that the person who binds the map can always follow you, otherwise you will be wasting money.

This will also allow John and the others to sell a few more copies.

Because there are too many people buying maps, Fred and George need to come over to help from time to time, but there are still some old students who are buying other props.

All Fred and George were too busy to move, and their thinking was a little confused.

Although there is still Dennis, his role is basically negative, as long as he stands aside as a mascot.

"Do you need help?"

A crisp female voice sounded, and a cup filled with clear water was handed to John.

John gulped it down in one gulp, his throat on the verge of burning after chanting for so long.

Putting the cup down, John looked to the side, and the little Shanna stood there with a sullen face. From her clenched fists, it could be seen that she was a little nervous.

"It's free this time." Shanna hurriedly added, as if she was afraid that John would misunderstand that she would take the opportunity to raise the price.

John nodded: "Go and help Fred and the others. The labels on the shelves have corresponding prices."

"it is good!"

Shanna went over and changed Fred to help John.

Although Shana is doing sales work for the first time, she has strong calculation skills.

Generally, when adding several numbers, she basically knew the answer at a glance.

Far beyond ordinary wizard students, John even suspected that she secretly went to China to attend a nine-year compulsory cram school.

With Shana as a powerful supporter, the pressure on John and the others dropped sharply, the sales work slowly got on the right track, and the scene was no longer chaotic.

It was getting late, the curfew time was approaching, the students in the tent gradually dispersed, and John was about to close the tent.

At this time, the curtain of the convertible was suddenly lifted.

A pale, emaciated boy came in, followed by two squat servants.

"Hey, do you still have your map?" The boy's tone was not very polite.

John's eyes lit up, and he looked at the door happily.

Another big fat of mine. No, another great client is coming!

　Ask for a ticket! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)