I Just Become The Richest Man: Received an Admission Letter from Hogwarts

wash the bathroom. "Dear Master Sean, I salute you."

Hart appeared in front of Sean and bowed deeply.

"What's wrong?"

Sean was confused.

"You haven't read the newspaper yet?" Hart looked at Sean in surprise.

"I haven't even had time to eat, Hart."

Sean's tone was a little unkind.

Hart sneered:

"I'll be a little later next time, mostly...mainly because I'm too...excited!"

"We asked the Daily Prophet to record the entire schedule of the accident, and within minutes of the newspaper's release, Gringotts was crowded by wizards!"

"My Merlin, I have never seen so many people rushing to send Galleons to Gringotts, and the Galleons we sent out of danger are simply a drop in the bucket!"

"You are a genius! I salute you on behalf of all goblins!"

Sean rubbed his chin and asked suddenly:

"Don't those rich people want to get involved?"

Hart widened his eyes and danced:

"Of course there is my young master. Those rich people can't bear the Garen in their pockets, but you haven't spoken, I dare not let them take shares."

Sean nodded:

"No one can intervene in the insurance project. This is a long-term profiteering project. It must be firmly grasped and no one can touch it, including the Ministry of Magic!"

"But you can reassure them, I'm about to launch another project, by the way, remember to buy me a shop in Hogsmeade, I'll use it."

Hogsmeade is the wizarding town closest to Hogwarts.

At the same time, the house prices there are also staggeringly expensive.

Buying a shop requires hundreds of thousands of Galleons, which is simply an astronomical figure.

So Sean will let those rich people intervene this time, not to mention that this time the project is still a bit risky, and it is easy to die because of the environment.

"Of course, my young master, I'll go back and execute it."

Sean nodded, and just as Hart was about to disappear, Sean asked along the way:

"By the way, why are you in danger?"

Hart didn't care:

"A group of desperadoes, it seems that they smuggled a group of magical creatures and were discovered by the Ministry of Magic. One high-level Auror died, and the other injured are not worth mentioning."

Sean frowned:

"Where? Round squat?"

Hart made a reassuring gesture:

"Don't worry, young master, I have arranged ten goblins to guard your neighborhood, your parents are absolutely safe."

Hearing this, Sean put his heart back into his stomach:

"Well done, Hart."

Having said that, Sean opened the door and walked out with Hart bowing to see him off.

Hart's awe of Sean is visible to the naked eye, and Sean is also confident that once these goblins are trapped, it is basically impossible to escape from their palms.

And they will become more and more inseparable from Sean, and finally become Sean's slaves, Sean has absolute confidence.

But it's not enough to have goblins, and their own strength is not enough. In this magical world, it is still too dangerous.

Confused, Sean returned to the auditorium.

"What about Hermione?"

Sean sat down and asked Malfoy.

"Granger was just called away by his companions, and the two Gryffindors who had a private fight yesterday were notified by the whole school."

"But Gryffindor seemed very unconvinced, and asked why he only punished Gryffindor, and went to the headmaster to discuss it."

"Boss, are you alright?"

Malfoy asked worriedly.

Sean looked disdainful:

"Let them make trouble. If the academy doesn't agree, it will be impossible for the notification to be issued."

"Since it's sent out, it's not a group of reckless little lions that can control it."

While talking, Sean's owl flew over and put the newspaper in front of Sean.

Followed by another black owl, who placed a delicate red letter in front of Malfoy.

"Look, Malfoy's got a shouting letter!"

"Hahahaha, it's lively to watch, but unfortunately no Gryffindor people are there, otherwise it would be lively!"

"Look at Malfoy's face, it's green like green dragon feces! (Green dragon feces are also green)"

Malfoy's face is really ugly, but Sean's expression looks like a play:

"Malfoy, I advise you to open it or it will explode and it will be ten times louder, and the whole school will hear it."

Malfoy swallowed deeply and opened the shouting letter with trembling hands.

"Draco Malfoy! I didn't send you to school to study those reckless Gryffindors!"

"If I find out you're still investigating predators, Draco, I'll take you back from school myself and put you in a pigpen for a whole year!"

"One last reminder to Draco, stay away from those Gryffindors."

The next moment, the roaring letter suddenly looked at Sean, and his tone became a gentleman:

"Mr. Sean Sebastian, salute you, I look forward to working with you, see you again."

Then, the roaring letter seemed to have been torn apart by a pair of big invisible hands, and fell to the table in pieces.

"Gudu..."

Malfoy swallowed and turned pale:

"Looks like I can't find any predators, boss."

"I agree with your father on this point, Mr. Malfoy. The story of a group of prisoners is nothing to investigate."

Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded behind the two of them.

By the time Malfoy and Sean turned around, Tsundere's Snape had strode off like a bat.

Sean couldn't hold back the smile he was holding back.

"Hahahaha, it seems that our Princess Snape has been bullied a lot. This resentment gives me goosebumps!"

Then look at Malfoy: