Just Became Richest Man: Received Admission Letter from Hogwarts

This was expected by Sean, after all, all the wizards in Slytherin looked down on the Weasleys.

They can admit that Muggle things are useful and good-looking, but they will never admit the Weasleys.

In fact, even many half-blood wizards look down on the pure-blooded Weasley family.

Wizards despise Muggles of course, and the Weasley family specializes in Muggle research, so their family has been criticized all the year round.

Malfoy looked at the exquisite car in the box, and was silent for a long time. In the end, it seemed that he had made a major decision, and he said solemnly:

"I'll go to the Weasleys for help."

Sean patted Malfoy on the shoulder with satisfaction:

"Just in time, I'm going to the Weasleys' house for Christmas. Come with me."

"By the way, prepare the gold Galleons. One hundred gold Galleons is the processing fee for Mr. Weasley, which is not less."

As soon as Malfoy heard that he wanted money, he immediately became anxious:

"Prefect, my father would never agree to spend a hundred Galleons remodeling a Muggle car!"

"Even if he gives me Jin Galleon because of your face, it is absolutely impossible for me to contact the Weasleys."

Malfoy's words got to the point. Lucius, as a Death Eater, had a blood feud with the Weasleys.

Incomparable.

But this has nothing to do with Malfoy, Sean mysteriously gave him an idea.

Malfoy was a little shaken after hearing this:

"Is it really possible?"

Sean nodded:

"Lucius loves face the most, you can do as I say, for sure!"

Malfoy agreed with some hesitation:

"Then...then I'll write a letter back later."

Sean nodded, and after taking Malfoy out of the training room, he was about to teach him to write letters when a Slytherin student walked in.

"Prefect, Professor Snape is looking for you."

Sean nodded, turned to look at Malfoy and said:

"Malfoy, remember what I told you, and write it as I say it."

After saying that, Sean walked out of the lounge, came to Snape's office, opened the door and walked in.

"You're not knocking again, Mr. Sebastian."

Snape's gloomy voice echoed deep in the office.

"Next time, next time, definitely next time."

Sean resumed his original style, went straight into the office, and sat down on the sofa.

"Hope you don't knock next time because you stole my potion."

It was rare for Snape to make a joke that wasn't funny at all.

ps: Thank you for the reward, and three chapters are added, I really don’t have a drop of TT

Chapter 55 Find the Note Troll coming

"I'm calling you here, Sean, and I'm asking you myself why the groundskeeper told me that the Slytherin Quidditch team hadn't been to the field once?"

Snape's name for Sean had become Sean.This also means that Snape and Sean have gone beyond a simple teacher-student relationship to a certain extent.

Of course, just be friends.

All those who think too much will be locked up for a year!

Sean buttoned his nose and narrowed his eyes:

"Snape, I can assure you that we will win, and if you don't believe it, we can make a bet."

Snape's expression froze. After such a long time of contact, Snape knew very well that Sean's eyes would not do anything good.

"What are you gambling?"

Sean stretched out a finger:

"Two bottles of Fuling Elixir."

"If you don't wake up, I suggest you go back to sleep Sean."

Snape lost interest immediately.

Sean pouted, and Snape considered the pot of Flux more important than his life.

"Okay Professor Snape, Slytherin will win the championship, I am confident that Malfoy is much better than you think."

"It's even more than I imagined."

Sean added another sentence in his heart.

Snape didn't speak, still busy with something in front of the cauldron.

"What are you doing?"

Sean stepped forward to check, but accidentally knocked over several test tubes.

Snape's eyes instantly locked on Sean:

"You've just managed to earn yourself a month of confinement, Mr. Sebastian."

Sean sneered, picked up his wand and waved it gently:

Even Sean didn't utter the spell of "recovery", and the scene immediately returned to its original appearance.

This time, Snape finally looked directly at Sean.

"It's a wonderful spell, you don't need to recite the spell, it seems that you have made great progress."

Sean was immediately excited:

"Actually, I was about to ask you this question."

Sean said, telling the scene when he first met Myrtle before.

Snape looked at Sean teasingly:

"It seems that our Sean was also spied on?"

After that, Snape became serious, at least he hadn't forgotten that he was a professor:

"Actually, I suggest that you ask Professor Flitwick this kind of question in the future, he is your Professor of Charms."

"But I can really answer that question for you."

Snape sat on the desk and said unhurriedly:

"Do you know why you use a wand to cast spells and shout spells?"

Sean shook his head cooperatively, and Snape continued:

"In fact, in the final analysis, these are useless, really powerful magicians, such as Fu... mysterious people, such as Professor Dumbledore."

"When they use magic, unless it is very powerful magic, they don't need to call out a spell or even use a wand."

"But a good wand can strengthen the magic in a wizard, and a spell does only one thing!"

"That's to help you concentrate, Sean."

"You said that you used wandless casting when you were emotional, but the same is true. At that time, you were very emotional, and there was only one thought in your mind, let the wand fly back to your hand."

"So you can do it without a wand, but casting without a wand costs more mana than using a spell under the same spell."

"Curseless casting, or even wandless casting, is indeed rare for a young wizard your age."

Snape seemed a little unfinished, and continued to tell Sean:

"Spells, magic, they all relate to one factor, what do you think it is, Sean?"

Sean touched his chin, pondered for a while and then replied:

"idea."

"If you're not a Slytherin student, I'll give you extra points. Flitwick should be proud of you. This is a seventh-grade course, Sean."

"But it's not appropriate to say that it's your thoughts. It's your thoughts."

"Magic is the idealistic Sean. What you think determines the strength of your spell."

"The purer the mind, the more powerful the magic spell is. Similarly, if a person is distracted by too many chores, the power of his magic spell will also decrease."

"And many powerful spells, such as... black magic, have demands on people's minds."

"You said that you want to learn my Shenfeng Wuying. I don't know where you got the news, but Shenfeng Wuying, as a black magic, also has requirements for thinking."

"You have to be ruthless, you have to have hatred, you have to imagine destroying the other party, hurting the other party, in order to release this kind of spell, that is, the magic in your body realizes your idea."

"The more you release, the more you will lose yourself in boundless hatred."

The more Sean listened, the more frightened he became. Snape would definitely not be alarmist.

And Sean thought about it carefully, Harry, as the protagonist of the original book, released every black magic that was really emotional.

For example, to release Shenfeng Wuying, he strongly suspected that Malfoy had become a Death Eater, and had the idea of ​​killing him at that time.

Therefore, it will be used in the bathroom without a shadow.

And the use of Biting Heart at the Ministry of Magic was also due to the death of Sirius Black.

But thinking of this, Sean suddenly shook his head:

"No, then I recall countless happy times, why can't I use the Guardian Guardian?"

Snape, who happened to be drinking water, almost got a sip of water into his nose and looked at Sean in shock:

"Who taught you to protect the guards?".