I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 53 Where's Harry? (ask for subscription)

When the weekend comes, John finds Fred and George at the place John agreed.

"How? Has the real culprit been found?" John asked.

Fred and George nodded: "I found it."

"Who is that?"

John asked curiously, he also wanted to get to know this Hogwarts genius.

Fred smiled wryly, pointing his fingers between the three.

"Just us."

John immediately retorted: "How is it possible, I can't do such a thing!"

"Did you forget? Didn't we make Flutters that night? Filch must have misunderstood." George explained feebly.

"They still taste very different, don't they?"

John twitched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't expect to eat the melon on himself.

Fred shrugged helplessly: "Maybe Filch smells about the same?"

Then we are destined to bear the title of genius?
Wait a moment.
John suddenly realized a problem.

He asked: "Who released that news? Filch? It shouldn't be. If it was him, he would have written our names directly on the notice, and he wouldn't be obsequious."

"You also found out?" Fred had a dangerous smile on his face, "Someone must use this to trick us."

"And we already have a suspect, we will tell you when we are sure."

George said, they have never suffered such a big loss since they were young!
Be sure to reward that person well!

"No problem, call me when the time comes, it's time for me to come out of the arena again, otherwise the world will almost forget my name."

John pretended to be a reclusive hero, with his hands behind his back and deep eyes.

"What name? Diagon Alley Destroyer?" Fred said with a smile.

"Go, go, go."

The expression on John's face was strained, and he pushed Fred.

He was curious about everything because he only came to the world of Harry Potter when he was a child.

Coupled with the wide variety of props in Ian's store, he would blow up Diagon Alley once in every three days with those items.

Make those shopkeepers have to walk around him.

It wasn't until he grew up that his crazy behavior began to restrain himself.

But I didn't expect Ian to print all these things in his mind, and he would show them out and talk about them from time to time.

Fred and George knew these things from the beginning and idolized him!
But now it has become a bargaining chip for them to ridicule.

John changed the subject and asked, "Where's Harry? You didn't call him when you came?"

George said helplessly: "I went to call, but Ron said he had already gone out, and we didn't see him."

"He won't let us go, don't you dare go?" John frowned.

"It's possible, so what should we do?" Fred asked.

"I can't let him slip away, and I have given them some advice, so I can't let him go whoring for nothing." John said, "Where did you see Ron?"

"Their dormitory." George replied.

John said: "Then Harry must be in the dormitory too. He and Ron are conjoined twins, and they will never leave Ron behind when they go out!"

"Then let's go to their dormitory again?"

"Walk around, hurry up, don't let them slip away again."

John pushed Fred and George quickly towards the Gryffindor dormitories.

Looking down through the doorway, the Gryffindor common room was empty.

The lions are already out and about.

Going up the side stairs, Fred and George stopped in front of a door leading John.

The nameplate on the door read Ron's Harry's name.

There seemed to be a conversation in the room.

"Ron!"

Fred pushed the door straight away.

"What, what?"

Ron was taken aback and stuttered a little.

George looked at Ron with dangerous eyes: "Harry is really not in the dormitory?"

"No, not here."

Ron's eyes sneaked a glance in the direction of Harry's bed.

There the curtains were still shaking.

"Ron, you're dishonest!"

Fred patted Ron on the shoulder hard and walked over to Harry's bed.

"He's really not here!"

Ron still wanted to die, but unfortunately the three of John ignored him.

"Harry, are you there?"

John drew back the curtains and poked a head in, smiling all over his face.

"Yes, yes."

Harry was crying, and John's smile was like a demon beckoning to him.

"It's just that I'm a little uncomfortable today."

"Oh, really?"

Fred stuck his head in from the other side too,

"That can't be delayed. Let's go quickly. We'll take you to Madam Pomfrey's. We are very familiar with her. Maybe we can get you a VIP bed."

Harry replied: "No, no, I'll just lie down for a while!"

"No, Harry, body is important," John said, "Let's go, let Madam Pomfrey show you, although it may be painful, it will definitely work!"

Hearing John's threat, Harry suddenly raised his head: "Hey, I suddenly don't feel any pain again."

"It's fine if it doesn't hurt, then let's go."

"But I still have a lot of homework to do, and it's still Snape's!" Harry said.

"It's okay, we'll guide you when you come back, and we'll guarantee you a high score!"

George patted his chest, vowing to block all of Harry's escape routes.

Harry's eyebrows drooped: "Do you really have to go?"

John nodded: "Of course, you promised us, and you must be honest."

"But I don't know where Professor Dumbledore's office is!" Harry said distressedly.

"It's okay, we know, we have found out the password, let's go, let's go!"

Fred and George reached out and grabbed Harry off the bed, dragging him out of the dormitory.

"Ron!"

Harry yelled over his shoulder.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of your Nimbus 2000!" Ron replied.

Harry got a blessing in disguise during the flying lesson. Not only was he not punished, but he also successfully joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team and received a broom.

Ron was so envious that stars stared at him every day.

"Ron, you are ruthless!"

Howling, Harry was dragged out of the dormitory by John and the others, and brought to the stone monster leading to the principal's office.

"Password, John," said Fred.

John stood in front of the monster and uttered a strange password: "Zizi honey honey."

He'd gotten this from Professor Flitwick's insinuations.

The stone monster received the correct signal, it immediately came to life, and jumped aside nimbly.

The wall behind the monster cracked open, revealing a staircase that slowly moved upwards.

"Go, Harry!" John patted Harry on the shoulder.

"Just me?" Harry's eyes widened.

John said: "Of course, this is what we agreed on a long time ago!"

"But you didn't say I was alone!"

"Didn't you say it?" John looked at Fred and George suspiciously.

"It seems not." Fred coughed twice, "but that's okay, Harry believes in yourself, just repeat what we told you earlier!"

Harry grimaced, staring up the stairs ahead, worried about his fate.

(End of this chapter)