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

"what is this?"

Hart looked at what Sean was holding. It was an object made entirely of metal with a ring in the middle that seemed to be adjustable in size.

There is a smaller and thinner ring at the tip, the two rings are linked by an iron post, and there is a button at the very tip!

Sean didn't answer, just said lightly:

"You put it on first."

Sean said, pulling Hart's sleeves back to help it fit.

First put Hart's hand through the big ring, then pull the big ring tight, then let Hart put his wand into the smaller ring.

Sean then said:

"It's a wand pop-up device, just put this thing on your hand and the wand will go in there."

"When you want to use it, you don't have to look for your wand anymore, just push the button in the palm of your hand."

Hart pressed down impatiently.

"brush!"

The wand instantly appeared in Hart's hand.

"Except your weapons!"

Sean used magic without warning and hit Hart in the hand.

The wand that was supposed to fly out was bound by the device and returned to Hart's hand again.

"This...I think the Aurors will like this outfit, young master."

Hart was used to Sean's magic, but this time he wasn't so excited.

"Go back and make more. This thing has no technical content and can only help us get a head start, but it is estimated that it will be imitated soon."

Hart also nodded in agreement:

"I see."

"By the way, can you buy a silver flower?"

Sean asked, rubbing his chin.

Hart was a little embarrassed:

"It's very rare to smoke silver flowers, sir. I can only try my luck at Knockturn Alley, but probably not."

"The last time I heard of someone selling silver flowers was a few years ago, young master."

The thing that sucks silver flowers is actually not a precious thing, but the problem is that this thing is useless for most people!

Because it is the main material of aging medicine.

No one will actively increase their age, even temporarily, so this thing is hardly sold, and it can't sell for a good price.

"I see, you go back first, remember what I said, and don't show any clues."

Sean solemnly reminded Hart.

After all, the reporter of the Daily Prophet is not a good character, as can be seen from the original book.

Rita, that woman who can slander even two teenage children, has absolutely no bottom line.

Obviously, the Gringotts burglary is a headline story, and they won't let Hart get away with it like that, and will look for other evidence.

But fortunately they shouldn't dare to spread rumors about Gringotts.

Fairies are not easy creatures, they have a big temper.

"My subordinates retire, young master."

Hart said, snapped his fingers, slowly twisted his figure, and disappeared into the bathroom.

"Boss, you are here! Who are you talking to?"

Malfoy walked in with Goyle and Crabbe.

"You heard wrong, is there something wrong?"

Sean asked as he washed his hands.

Malfoy's face froze, and he nodded awkwardly:

"Yes, there is no class in the afternoon, tomorrow is the weekend, I wonder if we can train a little more today."

After Malfoy finished speaking, he looked at Sean shyly.

"I see, you call everyone to study first, and I'll go to you after I take a shower."

Malfoy's eyes lit up when he heard Sean's words:

"That's great, I'll go get ready, boss."

Sean pondered for a while, then called out to Malfoy:

"Malfoy, let me tell you, you'll be a Slytherin Seeker in the future."

"In the future, you will have to do Quidditch training in addition to customs clearance training. You'd better take my words seriously. If you lose the Quidditch match, you know what will happen to you."

Malfoy didn't even hear the second half of Sean's words.

Knowing that he had entered the Quidditch team, he hugged Crabbe next to him in surprise and took a bite.

Crabbe was shaking with fright.

Sean ignored Malfoy, turned his head and walked towards the second basement floor.

Every prefect has a dedicated bathroom, which Sean hasn't seen yet.

It didn't take long for Sean to find a bathroom with "For the Prefect" written on the door.

Open the door and walk in, it is much bigger than other washrooms!

The most important thing is to be quieter and cleaner.

Sean took out his wand and tapped it into the distance.

Dozens of taps suddenly spewed a large amount of hot water and accumulated in the bathtub.

By the time Sean took off his clothes, the bathtub was already full of hot water.

The moment Sean soaked in, he only felt that the pores all over his body were opened.

Floating on the water, Sean whispered:

"Aging medicine is what I have to do now. Otherwise, with my eleven-year-old body, it is almost impossible to open the door and do business."

"But now we're missing the material of sucking silver flowers, but forget it, go and prepare the other materials first and then look at it."

Sean's voice fell, and a sharp voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Oh heh! Let me see, a little guy sneaked into the prefect's washroom and was discovered by me!"

Sean jumped into the water immediately, stuck out half of his head and looked into the distance.