Just Became Richest Man: Received Admission Letter from Hogwarts

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"Sean! Sean, don't scare me, where are you?"

Ron was so frightened that he sat down on the ground,

Suddenly, an eight-eyed spider the size of a tire landed on Ron's shoulder.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Ron sat on the ground screaming loudly, crawling back on his hands and feet.

Suddenly, Sean, who was hiding in the dark and controlling the spider, heard Malfoy's screams in the distance, and he didn't want to continue to tease Ron.

He came out from behind the tree and said:

"Don't cry like a bitch, Ron, it's just my Transfiguration spider."

"If you're not honest, the next time you get into your bed, it's not necessarily a fake."

After Sean said that, he turned his head and walked in the direction of Malfoy's scream.

Ron's face was pale, and he followed up crying.

When Sean and Ron arrived, Hagrid was already there, there was a horseman not far away, and there was a unicorn body on the ground.

Seeing Sean, the centaurs bent down and saluted:

"Salute to you, Mr. Sebastian, thanks to you, this is our territory now."

Then the centaurs looked at Harry:

"Okay Harry, I'll take you here, you're safe now, bye."

After saying that, the centaur jumped lightly and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Even the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest know you?"

Ron looked at Sean in shock.

"I don't think the centaurs want to hear you say they're magical creatures, Ron, it's going to kill you, you'd better run."

Ron's face changed when he heard Sean's words, and he really turned his head and ran away.

Fortunately, Hermione held it back:

"Don't bully him, Sean."

"And you Ron, can't you hear that Sean is scaring you?".

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In the days that followed, the three little Harrys became eerily quiet and did not continue to look for trouble.Sean was also at ease and continued to study his mobile phone.

Final exam week arrives soon.

In the final exam, Sean can't let the clone come, after all, the clone can't cast spells.

"Boss, we are going to be late for the first class exam today."

Malfoy hurriedly dropped the book and ran towards the library door.

"Calm down Malfoy, it's not as bad as you said, three minutes to go."

Sean followed unhurriedly.

"Three minutes! It takes at least five minutes for us to go downstairs, it's done, we're done!"

Malfoy stood pale at the head of the stairs.

"Who told you it would take three minutes, see below?"

Sean pointed to the bottom of the stairs, and the bottom was the first floor.

"I see, what's wrong?"

Malfoy asked ignorantly.

"Jump."

Sean said, standing next to the handrail of the stairs.

"Jump? It's at least XNUMX meters away from the ground. Do you want me to jump?"

"Unless you want to fail, I count three to two and either dance with me or fail."

"Three...two...one!"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Malfoy's screams resounded throughout the corridor.

"Wengardim Leviosa!"

Sean cast a precise floating spell on himself, causing him and Malfoy to stop when they were still one meter away from the ground.

Sean landed gracefully, and Malfoy fell to the ground.

And it succeeded in attracting everyone's attention, especially Filch, who has hurried to the first floor.

"If you don't want to be caught by Filch, go quickly."

Said, Sean took the lead to walk forward and merged into the crowd.

Malfoy also got up in a panic and followed Sean into the Transfiguration classroom.

"Look, isn't this catching up? The professor hasn't come yet."

Sean said, found his seat and sat down.

After less than two minutes, Professor McGonagall walked in quickly with a gloomy face:

"Who jumped off the fourth floor just now?"

Sean's expression remained unchanged, as if it had nothing to do with him.

On the contrary, the classmates started to discuss in an instant.

Professor McGonagall looked around and quickly locked on Malfoy, who looked unnatural, and said coldly:

"Mr. Malfoy, come to my office after the exam."

Sean still looked ahead, his expression unchanged, his lips wriggled and said:

"Malfoy, if you dare to sell me, I'll throw you off the fifth floor next time."

Malfoy's face turned paler, so much so that he almost turned a match into an iron rod during the test of turning a match into a needle.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall gave him enough time, otherwise he might have to go back and be spanked by Lucius because he failed.

The exam in the afternoon is Potions class.

The Potions class exam was too easy for Sean, so Snape simply wouldn't let Sean take the exam.

Instead, let Sean assist him in proctoring, in Snape's words:

"I need someone to help me observe the behavior of you idiots, save some people..."

Saying that, Snape looked at Seamus:

"Blow up my cauldron."

The exam in the Charms class is even simpler, just a Floating Charm.

Although Malfoy did not betray Sean, it was well known that Sean took Malfoy to jump from the fourth floor.

Therefore, Professor Flitwick did not let Sean take the exam, but directly gave Sean full marks.

In the last flying lesson, Ron felt like he could do it again.

"Sean, in my memory, you haven't even flown once. If you beg me, maybe I'll teach you how to fly on a broom."

As a result, a few minutes later, Ron watched Sean dodge and move in the air with an ugly face, flying very casually.

The intermediate-level magic broom flying experience given by the system is no joke. Sean's current strength is beyond the reach of most of the Quidditch team.

Sean, who became the object of everyone's ridicule, looked puzzled:

"He has such good flying skills, why doesn't he go to Quidditch? And why does he fly so well?"

Hermione got up and walked while saying:

"Talent is more useful than some people's hard work for a year."

Ron grimaced at Hermione's back before walking over.

Walking to the exit, Harry suddenly looked at Hagrid in the distance, showing a hint of realization.

Sean, who was in the air, happened to see this scene.

"Okay, it looks like I'm going to face Voldemort, I'm a little excited to think about it."

On the other hand, Harry reasoned as he walked:

"Don't you think it's wrong? What Hagrid wants most is a dragon."!"

"And that stranger happens to have one, how can anyone walk around with a dragon egg!"

When Harry said this, Newt, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly sneezed.