Dragon's Wealth Plan

refining.But as a werewolf, he can only do hard work a lot of the time, so his body is still a little muscular.Mentioning this, Lupine nodded a little embarrassedly, "I only have four yuan."

Dumbledore, who was still on the phone, sensed Millerdo's gaze. This time, he didn't block the signal as if he was looking at Lupin, and raised his head pointingly, "As an old man over 100 years old..."

"You mean you don't need abdominal muscles when you're over 100 years old?" Miller blinked his eyes, and there was a burst of abnormal golden light.

"I remember back then, you loved my abs the most." Gellert's voice came from the double-sided mirror.

"Shut up..." Dumbledore gritted his teeth, "Are you reminding me that I'm old?"

"No, dear Albus. I want to say, for you, I have been exercising all these years in prison." Gellert chuckled, "Come back tonight, you can see the results of my exercise?"

Miller looked at his black pearl with tears in his eyes, "Do males really need abdominal muscles to attract a mate?"

Snape was lost in thought.

I have never eaten well or slept well. I stay in the cellar all day, only exercise my arms to make potions, and sit and correct homework. I have a long belly, and I seem to have no abdominal muscles.

It seemed to be the same back then, so did Lily choose Potter?That bastard got into fights all day and played stupid Quidditch balls and probably has some abs.So is this the truth that he was not chosen?

Harry thought of Hermione screaming at Muggle mag stars, "Probably needs abs."

Miller sniffed, tears welling in his eyes.Snape, who should be the most excited in this situation, didn't pay attention to Miller, but stared at his stomach.Abs...

Milledo's figure disappeared instantly and appeared in front of Draco.

"Little Diamond, are male abdominal muscles important?"

After finally seeing Miller, who had disappeared without a trace for a week, Draco nodded subconsciously before he could react.

Milledo's figure disappeared again, and Lucius saw the holy light-year-old ancient dragon in his home.

Hearing Miller's question, Lucius showed Malfoy a proud smile, "Of course, Malfoy must be perfect."

Apparently the platinum beauty's self-promotion didn't get much attention from Miller.

Miller returned to Hogwarts sobbing and crouched in a corner.

"I've been sleeping for 1000 years, so I don't have time to exercise..."

"It's okay, it's not too late to start now." Draco, who didn't know the point, immediately knew where to comfort Miller after asking Harry, "Besides, abdominal muscles are not that important. Like I, if I like Miller, I won't change because Miller doesn't have abdominal muscles!"

Miller had a bulging bun face, and his golden eyes were dim.

As the oldest Chulong in the history of the Dragon Clan, is it because of this reason that Wulong fell in love with him...

Miller is very wronged, what's wrong with Long Ai sleeping, what's wrong with sleeping and no time to exercise abdominal muscles...

He didn't expect for the time being that the reason why he didn't like Long was because he was too nerdy.

And Snape, after realizing the reason for his 'failure' back then, started to develop the idea of ​​'abdominal muscles'.As a brilliant master of potions and a professor of small trolls at Hogwarts, it is not feasible to spend time exercising every day.

Snape opened a certain book he had kept at the bottom of the box, a book presented by a certain platinum nobleman, skipped the beauty and hairdressing potions on the first few pages, and turned directly to the middle - body shaping potions.

As a potion master with integrity and ideals, everything can be done with potions, including eight-pack abs.

that night,

There was a weird smell coming from the cellar office, and neither the little snake with all O's in the Potions class nor the most knowledgeable little eagle could tell which potion smell it was.

In the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, there were waves of howling dogs. This was the first night of hunger.

Everyone has become accustomed to the sound of fighting in the principal's office.

Miller ran to find his junior and cried.

Peter Petillo's name faded and disappeared from the Marauder's Map.

The name of Tom Riddle*5 disappears from the edge of the Marauder's Map.An inconspicuous bottle cap was left on the eighth floor of Hogwarts.

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"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..." Miller sobbed sadly, shoulders shrugged, and his big golden eyes were covered with tears.

Snape placed a few washbasins around the sofa, specially to catch the tears of the legendary 'sacred light-year ancient dragon'.It is said that this kind of tears is more effective than phoenix tears. It can cure all diseases, beautify hair, nourish yin and nourish yang, and can make the place that should be big bigger and the place that should be tight tighter...

While looking up the information, Snape suddenly saw that it was recorded in the book... and beside it was the author's wretched smile of 'you know me too'.For the first time, Snape felt that magic books were not a good thing...sometimes the ones that move are even more disgusting.So he immediately showed the book that was about to show where it could be big and where it could be tight, subtle and detailed, Snape threw the book away.

Miller, who was hit on the head by the book, froze for a moment, the pain was not painful, but someone dared to interrupt his crying when he was in a bad mood... Didn't this make his mood worse?

Miller glared at Snape angrily.

Snape folded his chest and looked at Miller calmly, "Cry, keep on crying, it's better not just tears, but also snot."

Miller blinked more.

"Hmm..." Snape stood up, walked in front of Miller, and changed the washbasin on the floor into three colors.

"Put tears in the red washbasin, snot in the yellow washbasin, and saliva in the white washbasin. Don't get mixed up, I'll still get points." Snape said a few words calmly, returned to his seat, and began to look at the little giant. The homework of the monsters.

At first, Miller thought he could be comforted by the Black Pearl, but... the disappointed and heartbroken Miller immediately burst into tears, louder than before.

"The cry of a dragon can penetrate the Soundproofing Charm." Snape remembered stroke by stroke, "It can affect people's emotions, making them irritable and unable to concentrate..."

"It needs to be tested by multiple people to determine the specific effect." Snape added.

Miller picked up the book that fell on him just now, and was about to tear it up when he saw lively and cheerful pictures jumping out of the book.

A growing cucumber and a shrinking chrysanthemum...

Miller pouted, what book is this?

Snape, who didn't hear the cry for a while, looked up and saw such a dumbfounded scene. He immediately jumped up from the chair and grabbed the book.

Miller turned his head back, tilting his head to look at Snape.

"Ahem." Snape seemed to have terminal tuberculosis for a moment.

"Is Black Pearl sick?" Miller stood up, holding a washbasin... red, "Drink it."

Snape was considering whether to destroy the book with flames, but considering the ancient book... he didn't have the heart to do it, so he pretended to be calm and explained to Miller, "This is... a cooking guide .”

"Fried chrysanthemums with cucumber?" Miller puffed up his face, his expression was very puzzled, "I haven't eaten it..."

"I haven't eaten either..." Snape coughed again, "So... research, research."

"Oh." Miller nodded understandingly. He is a dragon who doesn't pay much attention to appetite. He is not interested in what he eats.

Fortunately, Miller didn't ask too much. When facing the Dark Lord... the previous Dark Lord, Snape was not so nervous that he was about to sweat. expression.

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the Potions Office. Snape, who was trying to recover his expressionless face, waved at Miller more, and the door of his own room was opened, so he calmed down.Sirius walked in... on two legs.

After Peter Petitrou's mouse name disappeared, the little black dog became Sirius, and with the help of Dumbledore, his reputation was restored.He didn't want to go back to Black's old house either, so he stayed at Hogwarts and lived with Lupine.

"Stupid dog..." Looking at Sirius who walked into his territory, Snape's expression froze instantly, becoming mean and unbeatable.

"Snotling! If I hadn't left something on you, I wouldn't have gotten to this greasy place where you are!" Sirius yelled immediately, as if his fur had exploded.

"Yesterday was a teething stick, the day before yesterday was a kennel, the day before yesterday was a tickle..." Snape lowered his lips, looking full of sarcasm, "What's today?"

"The comb!" Sirius answered skillfully as if he had been asked countless times, without even thinking about it, "Today is the comb. I forgot to take the comb away!"

"I really think your godfather has a crush on my godfather." Draco stood by the door, looking at Harry who stood stiffly outside the door and accompanied his godfather to the 'old enemy' site.

Harry looked down, really not knowing how to respond to the situation.

"Crush?" Sirius heard Draco's words, and his voice immediately rose an octave, the piercing Gryffindor gatekeeper's soprano of a fat woman.

"I, how could I have a crush on him! A snot-nosed person?" Blake turned around twice in a rage, "My lord, I never play secret love! My lord receives so many confession letters from witches every day, how can I have a crush on a witch?" Greasy old man!"

"Tell you! Even if I'm with Lupine,