Wouldn't the 100 gold Galleons be within easy reach?

As for not having money?

The poor Weasleys may not have money.

But don't we have the Fry?

As a family of potion masters, the Fry family is extremely wealthy.

Money is definitely needed.

"Hehe, my dad will definitely praise me then!"

Malfoy thought secretly in his heart.

Seeing that the two of them were silent,

Malfoy continued:

"What? The young master of the Fly family can't even take out a hundred Galleons?

If you can't take it out, forget it."

After saying this, how could Brown refuse it?

"Okay, let's make a bet."

Braun and Malfoy shook hands.

It was considered as an agreement between them.

At worst, they would lose the Galleons they had just received. It was better than being afraid of fighting.

Braun handed over six silver Sickles.

The two began to line up.

However, because of the bet with Malfoy just now, the other wizards who were queuing up made room for the two teenagers.

After all, the life of wizards was too boring.

They just wanted to see this bet from the descendants of the three pure-blood families.

So the seats in front of Braun and Ron quickly became empty.

"Braun, can you do it?

I can't do any of the questions. This is terrible!"

Ron held his head in pain. He was sad for the registration fee of three silver Sickles and the one hundred gold galleons he was about to lose.

He had never touched so much money before.

Compared with Ron's pain,

Braun was full of confidence at this moment.

These questions were not like common sense for wizards but more like some brain teasers.

In his previous life, he had few friends and often read a book like this.

It was more than enough for him to answer these questions.

At least he could tie with Malfoy.

The reason why little wizards like Ron would not be like this was because they had not been exposed to these Muggle knowledge.

Otherwise, a Muggle-born wizard would definitely be able to answer a lot of them.

"Don't worry! Look at me!"

Brown comforted Ron

""Want to see you make a fool of yourself?"

Malfoy laughed wildly.

Brown ignored him.

Sometimes, facts are more useful than rhetoric.

"Are you ready?"

The Quidditch boutique clerk smiled.

Brown nodded.

The clerk waved his wand.

The question appeared on the huge parchment in front of him.

"An Auror wants to cross the river with three prisoners.

The three prisoners are a garlic-loving Muggle, a dark wizard, and a vampire.

But his broom is too small and can only carry one person.

How can he take everyone across?"

"Merlin's beard! I have never seen a dark wizard or a vampire!"

Ron shouted in despair after seeing the title.

"This has nothing to do with whether you have seen vampires or dark wizards."

Braun was a little helpless.

How could he run into such a stupid teammate?

But he was not too troubled by this question.

Isn't this just the wolf, sheep and cabbage in another world?

It's just that the wolf turned into a vampire, the sheep turned into a dark wizard, and the cabbage turned into a muggle who loves to eat garlic.

Without hesitation,

Braun answered directly:

"First take the wizard across.

Then take the garlic-loving Muggle across.

Then bring the dark wizard over.

Then bring the vampire over.

Then go back to the other side and bring the dark wizard over.

In this way, all three are brought across the river."

"Oh my god! That's amazing! I was just thinking about that. And you've already answered it!"

"Did he look at the answer beforehand? Otherwise, how could he answer it so quickly?"

"Malfoy is not as fast as him!"

"……"

Braun's speed in answering the questions shocked the wizards around him.

Even Malfoy spent a long time thinking about each question. How could someone answer a question as soon as Braun asked it ?

"Very good! That's the correct answer."

The clerk handed over a badge with a broom on it in approval.

"Do you want to start the next question?

But I have to remind you. The next question can only be answered by one person.

Who are you going to let do it?"

Seeing Ron step back involuntarily,

Braun knew that he could not count on him:

"Let me do it!"

"Okay, now you have to blindfold him."

The clerk said as he blindfolded Brown.

"There are two pairs of black socks and two pairs of white socks in front of you. The fabric and size of the eight socks are exactly the same, and each pair of socks is connected by a piece of label paper.

However, you accidentally mixed up the eight socks.

How can you separate the two pairs of black socks and the two pairs of white socks?"

"Oh my god! This is so hard!"

"Yes! There is no way to tell them apart!"

"Unless you use the flying spell!"

"I'd use divination magic!"

"……"

Brown ignored the crowd's comments, picked up the socks on the table, and walked to the fire.

"What is he doing? Why did he take the socks away?"

"I don't know, maybe I just gave up on myself!

I'm going to burn my socks"

"I think that might be the case."

"……"

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