I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 50 It's Not Fighting, It's Certainty!
John immediately asked, "Did you see his appearance clearly?"

Neville shook his head vigorously, the fear still on his face.

"I just saw the back of him hurrying past, but my heart was pounding at that glance, and the man was still talking to himself, his voice was hoarse and terrifying. Dare to listen."

"What did he say?"

Hearing Neville's description, John almost knew who that person was.

Our great Professor Quirrell and his vassal Voldemort.

Neville thought for a while, and replied uncertainly, "He seems to be calling himself an idiot?"

"Call yourself an idiot?" Fred frowned. "There are still such talents in our school?"

Suddenly there were a few chuckles in the room, and the atmosphere became a little more relaxed.

John suggested: "Okay, let's go back first. After Neville has rested, he may remember more useful information."

The rest of the people responded immediately, mainly because everyone was already very sleepy.

Back at the intersection, John waved goodbye again.

"John," Hermione called out.

John stopped, turned and looked at Hermione: "What's wrong?"

Hermione bit her lip, her face was a little hesitant, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"What's the matter?" John asked again.

"Yeah." Hermione pondered for a while, then squeezed out a smile and said, "It's all right, good night, I hope you have a good dream."

John gave Hermione a strange look, not understanding what she meant by saying this suddenly.

"Thank you, tonight, I hope you have a good dream too."

After John finished speaking politely, he turned and left, returning to the main entrance of the Ravenclaw common room unharmed.

Bang bang bang.

John tapped on the wooden door a few times.

The beak of the bronze knocker was open.

"Can magic bring people back to life?"

John was about to say no.

It is an iron law in the wizarding world that magical abilities cannot bring the dead back to life.

But thinking of Voldemort in the future, that can also be counted as rebirth.

So his answer was modified a bit.

"People who are completely dead are not allowed," John said.

The door knocker was silent for a moment, then said, "That makes sense."

The sound fell, and the door opened.

John stepped in, and immediately heard an excited shout.

"John!"

Dennis jumped up from the sofa happily, the fat on his body trembling uncontrollably.

The Ravenclaw common room was still brightly lit at this time.

Eight or nine senior students huddled in each corner to study. They were disturbed by Dennis's voice, and they all cast cannibalistic glances at him.

Dennis felt chills in his heart, and he quickly apologized to the students around him.

After their eyes returned to the book, Dennis tiptoed over to John.

"Where have you been? I thought you were caught by Filch!" Dennis whispered.

"We ran into something, so it's a bit late." John said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go back to the dormitory."

On the stairs back to the dormitory, the figures in the frame were still looking at him as before.

John is used to this.

Just look at it, he will not miss anything.

"Hey, kid."

A man in an exquisite dress in the picture frame suddenly spoke.

He has two mustaches around his mouth, which makes him look quite dignified.

John looked at him in amazement. The people in the picture frame never talked to him before.

Meeting everyone is like watching TV, you can only watch.

John pointed to himself: "Are you talking to me?"

"Who else but you?" the man asked back.

John became interested and asked, "What can you do?"

"You shouldn't be out of the common room at night!"

John blinked.

Is the business scope of the Ravenclaw portrait so wide?
He had never heard of portraits in other colleges handling this business.

Seeing that John didn't reply, the man spoke again: "There is an unstable factor outside, and you will be in danger outside at night."

The other portraits also nodded in agreement, and the meaning between the brows seemed to ask John not to go out at night.

John looked at the portraits suspiciously.

What they cared about was not my violation of school rules, but my personal safety.

But why only tell me?
Where is Dennis?

John glanced at Dennis who was also surprised.

"Oh, fat boy, don't you go out at night."

The man also seemed aware that there was another person nearby, he added.

But this is too perfunctory.

"Do you know my grandfather?"

John speaks his mind.

He has only one relative in the wizarding world.

And Ian also attended Hogwarts before.

Maybe these portraits are because of him, so they pay special attention to him.

"Your grandfather?" The man's voice was inexplicably solemn.

John thought he had guessed right.

"Ian Bullock, who used to go to school at Ravenclaw."

"Oh." The solemnity in the man's voice disappeared, "I don't know him."

is it wrong?
John scratched his head: "Then why did you remind me of this?"

The man was silent for a moment, then he stared and said loudly, "Because I like you, can't you?"

"Uh, okay!"

John nodded in astonishment, he didn't expect the man to be so excited.

But this reason is too perfunctory.

So many portraits look pleasing to my eyes?

I'm so attractive?
I don't believe it myself.
Thoughts raced through John's mind.

He then asked: "Then what did you mean by the unstable factor just now?"

John didn't bother with the question just now, and the man quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"We can't tell you unless you become the principal." The man's face became serious again, and he looked at John, "I believe you have this strength, and we will know everything at that time."

"I believe too!"

"Me too!"

The portraits watching around said one after another as if expressing their loyalty.

"Shut up!" the man yelled.

His status in the portrait seems to be very high.

As soon as he gave an order, the rest of the portraits immediately shut up, not daring to make a sound.

But they still looked at John quietly with hot eyes.

John was agitated by them, as if the position of principal had been placed in front of him.

"Ahem, you think highly of me too." John said modestly.

"You should have confidence in yourself!"

The man seemed dissatisfied with John's attitude, and he was a little angry.

John replied with a smile: "Okay, then I will work hard and try to become the headmaster of Hogwarts in the future."

"It's not a fight, it's a must!" The man corrected again.

"I will definitely be the headmaster of Hogwarts in the future."

Perhaps infected by the man's attitude, John also became dignified.

"Well, not bad." The man nodded with satisfaction, "Go back and rest, it's getting late."

"Ok."

Say goodbye to the portrait and go back to the dormitory.

Dennis looked at John curiously and asked, "John, do you have some inexplicable relationship with Professor Dumbledore?"

John was taken aback for a moment, and countless question marks popped up in his head.

(End of this chapter)