I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 4 You give me the money first!

A white silk cloth is spread on the table, and there is a vase in the middle, with a few flowers inserted in it, stretching out.

John looked at the people on the street through the window, until a short and fat woman came to his side, he turned around and smiled: "Good afternoon, Mrs. Totti."

Mrs. Totti wore a simple skirt and an apron. She ran a restaurant in Diagon Alley, and she was very good at cooking. It was one of the few places where John could pick up the joy of eating.

"Good afternoon, little John." Mrs. Totti had a kind smile on her face. She rubbed John's head and put the menu in front of John.

She knew that as long as John and Ian were together, Ian would be a vassal, and John would always be the one to make the decision.

Although it was Ian who paid in the end
"What are you going to eat today?"

John put the menu back into Mrs. Totti's hand, waved his hand, and said proudly: "Mrs. Totti, give me a copy of the most expensive things here!"

"Don't order too much, we can't finish it." Ian yelled secretly, and hurriedly pulled John's sleeve.

John pushed Ian's hand away, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, grandpa, if you can't finish eating later, you can take it away. You can take it home and heat it up, and you can eat it later."

Ian wanted to refuse, but he tugged at his silver beard, and he still didn't say the words when he reached his mouth.

Mrs. Totti covered her mouth and smiled, and put away the menu, "It seems that Ian will spend a lot of money on being stingy today."

"Go, go, go." Ian waved his hands angrily, spending money and being laughed at by others, what is the reason for this?

After a moment of silence, Ian moved closer to John, with a twisted expression on his face, and said in a deep tone, "John!"

"I don't have time this time, and I still have to practice engraving magic patterns. I'm very busy!"

John hurriedly said that he knew there was a problem when Ian didn't reject him just now, but he didn't expect Ian's fox tail to curl up so fast, and the food hadn't even been served yet!

"No, I'm not asking you to help now." Ian shook his head lightly.

"It won't work in the future. I'm going to school soon, and I need to read and study. You don't want your grandson to go to school without knowing anything and be criticized by the teacher, right?"

"They dare!" Ian snorted, and took out his trump card, "If you promise me, I will allow you to put a counter in the store that belongs to you, and I will also help you buy a Nimbus 2000!"

Oh?
You were taken away too?

so generous
John looked Ian up and down, as if meeting him for the first time.

But John quickly stretched out his hand in front of Ian, and said loudly: "Deal, you can't go back on your word!"

Nimbus 2000 to nothing, he doesn't like Quidditch much.

Not only is it easy to get injured, but you may also risk being knocked into the air, and after working hard for half a day, you finally lead the opponent by dozens of points.

As a result, the Chaser on the opposite side happens to grab the Snitch with a stretch of his hand, and your efforts will instantly be for naught.

John felt that his heart was still relatively fragile and could not bear the impact of such an accident.

But he is determined to win that counter, so that he can realize his business ambitions and take the first step of Diagon Alley's acquisition plan.

"I will never go back on my word, don't worry!"

Ian held John's hand tightly and shook it up and down.

John suddenly felt something was wrong, he seemed...as if he had stepped into a trap?
"Grandpa, what are you going to ask me to do? It won't be life-threatening, right?" John asked worriedly.

"Of course not!" Ian smiled and put his hands on John's shoulders, and said proudly, "Let's pass a few days, I have a friend gathering, you won't learn the magic pattern, I want you to show it , give me a long face, their grandson is not as smart as you!"

The old people are so damn competitive!

John's face collapsed in an instant, and it was nothing to perform, but Ian's friends were too "enthusiastic", always treating him like a child who hadn't grown up, and he couldn't bear it.

"Grandpa, how about another one?" John asked tentatively.

"No!" Ian categorically pierced John's fantasy.

"Okay then," John said with a look of embarrassment.

John said in surprise, "You agreed?"

"No, I refuse, I don't want the counter and Nimbus 2000!" John said.

"Huh? I declare your refusal invalid. We just shook hands and made an agreement!" Ian blew on his beard, and without waiting for John to answer, he turned around and shouted, "Totti, haven't you done it yet? It's too slow Alright, should we give us a discount later?"

"It'll be ready soon, miser, won't you wait a while?"

There was a shout from the kitchen, and Ian immediately shrank his neck.

Although Mrs. Totti was very kind to John just now, the shopkeepers in Diagon Alley know that she is a powder keg, and she will explode at one point!
"Okay, okay, then I want a bigger counter."

Seeing that there was no turning back, John decided to fight for more benefits for himself.

"No problem, go back and divide it yourself!"

Ian said grandly, it could be seen that he really wanted John to attend that party.

John barely knows why.

Ian was about the same age as Dumbledore, and he had an excellent son who was very smart and hardworking.

Ian regarded him as everything in the future and taught him many skills of engraving magic patterns. Everyone thought that he would become the next magic pattern master after Ian.

But the world is impermanent, and one day an accident happened, which mercilessly took his life away, leaving Ian alone.

Although those old friends never mentioned this in front of Ian, and they were very caring, for fear that Ian would leave that day if he couldn't think about it.

But the news about their son or grandson that they inadvertently revealed still touched Ian's mind from time to time, making him feel a dull pain in his heart.

Ian wanted John to participate so eagerly, partly to reassure those old guys.

His grandson is also a genius, his craftsmanship will not be lost, and he will have the backbone to support his survival in the days to come.

The other party also has some meaning of showing off.

My grandson is a genius!What about yours?
"So when are we going?" John asked.

Ian tilted his head and counted the time, and said, "Probably in two or three months."

"Huh?" John was taken aback, "Didn't I already start school at that time?"

"It's okay." Ian said proudly with a smile, "I'll pick you up at school and ask you for leave. Dumbledore dare not stop him, otherwise he won't be able to ask me for help in the future."

OK, you are amazing!

John shook his head, glanced out of the window, and saw a man in a black cloak leaning against a street lamp.

John frowned, turned his head to Ian naturally and said, "Grandpa, it seems that someone on the street has been watching us. Don't be so obvious. Yes, turn your head slowly. He is under the streetlight. Did you see that?" ? I found out that he was looking at us earlier, and I thought I was being overwhelmed."

When Ian looked over, he happened to meet that person looking up.

The two looked at each other, Ian's pupils dilated, and he said in surprise, "It's him?"

The person outside the window found himself exposed, immediately waved his wand, and apparated away.

Ian quickly took out his wand, ready to chase after it.

"Grandpa, wait!" John shouted quickly.

Ian waved his hand in relief: "Don't worry, Grandpa will be careful!"

"No, Grandpa, you give me the money first, I didn't bring any money!" John said very fast, afraid that Ian would disappear if he didn't pay attention.

(End of this chapter)