Sean didn't speak any more, and his mind didn't know where to go.

The school bell rang.

As soon as Sean stood up, he saw Hermione running out quickly.

But Sean didn't care, he walked quickly to Snape's office, pushed open the door and walked in.

"No more knocking on the door this time, Mr. Sebastian?"

Snape was still working at his desk.

"Next time definitely."

Sean was sitting on the sofa, and then he talked about his purpose:

"Professor Snape, I'm going to rebuild the Quidditch team and make Malfoy the Seeker."

"Malfoy? The reason?"

Snape raised his head, staring at Sean with dead fish eyes.

"The reason, because his father is rich, and he joins the team, our equipment can be greatly updated."

"And the current Seeker has not made any achievements, it is better to try another one, there is no loss anyway, we should have the courage to try."

After Snape heard Sean's reason, he immediately lowered his head and wrote something, then handed Sean two pieces of paper.

"The first one is my signature that I agree to change the Seeker, and you give it to the team captain Marcus."

"The second one is the Quidditch pitch certificate I signed, you can give it to the groundskeeper to train."

Sean took the note, turned around and walked to the door, suddenly turned around and said:

"Professor Snape, can you teach me Shenfeng Wuying?"

Snape's eyes narrowed, and the feather he was writing made a large stain on the paper.

"No, that's black magic, and students are not allowed to study."

Sean was not surprised, shrugged and walked out.

Originally, Sean saw that Snape was in a good mood, and he asked it out of luck. If he failed, Sean was not disappointed.

If there is a date or no date, it will be a hit.

"Anyway, if you don't teach me, I have a way to get Shen Feng Wuying."

Sean was about to go back to the bedroom when a familiar tingling sensation suddenly came from his hand.

Sean opened his palm and saw that it was another meeting invitation from Hart.

But this time, Sean frowned slightly.

"It stands to reason that Hart wouldn't risk being found out in broad daylight unless... something happened!"

Sean immediately ran to the bathroom.

By the time Sean ran to the bathroom, he was already tired and panting.

After all, Sean was on the fifth floor just now!

"Master Sean, something happened!"

Sure enough, as soon as Hart saw Sean, he immediately shouted.

"What's the matter? Long story short!"

Sean frowned.

"It's Gringotts, Gringotts has been stolen!"

When he heard this, Sean finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Originally, Sean thought it was his parents, or maybe there was a problem with his insurance.

Gringotts theft is in the original book, and Sean has already thought of a solution.

"Okay, don't worry, who knows about this?"

Hart paled:

"There is... just one, the guarding goblins know."

"Fortunately, you came to me in time, this matter is not a problem, don't worry."

As soon as Sean's voice fell, Hart said anxiously:

"Master, you don't understand, there are many wizards who keep the most precious things in Gringotts, and Gringotts has no record of theft for thousands of years!"

"If this theft spreads out, Gringotts will completely lose the trust of the wizards!"

Sean helped his forehead helplessly:

"You're in a hurry, who told you that Gringotts was stolen?"

"what?"

Hart didn't respond.

"Today, Gringotts specially set aside a day to invite wizards to secretly conduct a stealing exercise. The goblins of Gringotts performed well and successfully caught the prisoner and completed the exercise."

"do you understand?"

Hart's eyes grew brighter and brighter, and finally looked at Sean with a mysterious smile:

"Yeah, we're just practicing."

But soon, Hart's smile disappeared again:

"But Gringotts has been stolen, which means there is a loophole in our defenses that must be found as soon as possible."

Sean neither agrees nor disagrees:

"You can see for yourself. This time the theft is not an ordinary one. The person who stole it is Voldemort. You can't stop it."

"Who? V... The Mysterious Man? Impossible, he's dead!"

Sean stretched:

"As far as I know, he won't die for a long time in the future, let's not talk about this."

"When you go back, there will definitely be reporters from the Daily Prophet. You have to do a full set of dramas. It's better that only you and I know about this."

"Then...then I'll kill the guarding goblins when I go back."

Hart gritted his teeth and said grimly.

Sean choked and coughed:

"Cough cough cough... Whoever made you kill, just let it go home and retire."

"Also, go back and announce that the first store under Gringotts is about to open. I will send you a document in the past few days, and you will send it to all wealthy people who are interested in investing."

"And this, you can take it back and make and sell it in batches, which can divert your attention a little."

Sean said, took out a cloth bag, and took out the contents inside. .

Chapter 35 Myrtle Makes Rumors

"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 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 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 rubbed his chin and asked.

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.

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