Just Became Richest Man: Received Admission Letter from Hogwarts

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.

Therefore, 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 situation.

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

Sean nodded, and just as Hart was about to disappear, Sean asked smoothly:

"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."

After all, Sean opened the door and walked out after Hart bowed to see him off.

Hart's awe of Sean can be seen with the naked eye, and Sean is also confident. Once these goblins are caught, it is basically impossible for them to escape from their palms.

And they will become more and more inseparable from Sean, and finally become a slave of Sean. 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.

Thinking wildly, 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 speaking, Sean's owl flew over and placed 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 has a play-watching expression:

"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.

When Malfoy and Sean turned their heads, the arrogant Snape had already strode away 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:

"Malfoy, Malfoy, I thought you would know that Gryffindor has a "know-it-all", you don't need to investigate, she can even tell you the ancestors of the predators in the Transfiguration class.".

Chapter 27 Changes in Griffin Slytherin

After dinner, Sean took Malfoy and his two doglegs into the Transfiguration classroom.This time, everyone knew that the cat on the podium was Professor McGonagall, and no one was talking nonsense anymore.

For example, Mr. Weasley, who was the first to arrive in the classroom today, sat down in his seat honestly.

It's just that the little lions of Gryffindor always look at Slytherin with an angry flame.

Not to be outdone, Malfoy and the others stared back.

There was a smell of gunpowder in the entire Transfiguration classroom.

"Good morning, classmates, today we continue to study the deformation class..."

"Professor McGonagall, can we first report the results of yesterday's investigation on the predators?"

Hermione suddenly raised her hand, interrupting Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall looked helpless:

"Of course, Ms. Granger, please."

Hermione got up, took a deep breath and said:

"The Predator is a code name for a small organization. There are only four people in it. They are Prongs - James Potter."

"what?"

"Potter? That's Harry's..."

"It's his father."

Hermione was very dissatisfied that someone interrupted her, glared at the man, took the initiative to grab the words, and continued:

"And Wormtail - Pete, Moonface - Remus, and Sirius - Black."

"Two of these four people have been confirmed dead, one is in Azkaban and the other is missing, so Professor McGonagall is reluctant to mention them."

"And each of them is Animagus!"

"what?"

"No wonder Professor McGonagall says they are excellent, Animagus is the most advanced Transfiguration, and there are dangers to life at any time when practicing!"

"I've only seen one Animagus in my life, that's Professor McGonagall, all four of them, my Merlin!"

After Hermione finished speaking, she looked at Sean proudly:

"Am I right? Sean?"

Sean took the lead in applauding:

"If I were a professor, I'd give Gryffindor an 8!"

The others also applauded, completely unaware that Sean just said 8 points.

After all, Hermione said two things wrong. Of the four, only three were Animagus and one was a werewolf.

The most important thing is that among the four people, one of them just blew up!

When the applause subsided, Professor McGonagall laughed:

"Mr. Sebastian can't add points, but I can do it for me, 10 points for Gryffindor!"

"yeah!!"

The lion cubs of Gryffindor looked at Slytherin like proud swans.

"What are you proud of? It's just that I'm too lazy to check."

Malfoy was disdainful.

"Then go check it out, who stopped you?"

Ron fell down the rock.

"I will, Weasley."

Malfoy looked disgusted.

A class ends with a silent war between Gryffindor and Slytherin.

There were still more than five hours before the afternoon class. As soon as Sean returned to the dormitory, he plunged into the training room.

Sean, who entered the training room, did not rush through the second level, but began to receive yesterday's reward.