I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 36 Ten Deductions!
"How did you earn it?"

John's dangerous eyes swept over the two of them, and he reached out and hooked their necks.

"Hey, the two of us opened a small market." Fred said with a smile.

"Let them guess which house you go to," George said.

"And then let Jordan secretly spread the news that you are our friend." Fred said.

"So a lot of them bought Gryffindor, and we made a small fortune out of it." George laughed.

Fred shook his head triumphantly and said, "They're still not smart enough!"

John rolled his eyes: "So you are Gryffindor, not Ravenclaw!"

"Don't take us with you, we are not the same, we are Ravenclaw from Gryffindor!" George quickly corrected.

John stretched out his hands to Fred and George: "How much money did you make? Should I give me some dividends according to the agreement?"

Fred avoided John's hand and wailed in pain: "Oh, God, do you also like the small business of our scraps? Isn't it too cruel?"

"Don't talk about it!" John said. "Honestly, how much did you make?"

"It's less than ten Galleons," Fred said.

"So little?" John said in disgust, and put down his outstretched hands.

It was not easy for Fred and George to earn such a small amount of money after working hard for a while.

"You think every student is a big dog like you?" Fred gave John a white look.

"And we don't dare to be too blatant. After all, there is Percy staring at us, and someone guessed that you are going to Ravenclaw, so a few Galleons are already very good income!"

What is a big dog?
I stand firmly with the working people and only work for their welfare!

Of course John didn't dare say that, for fear that Fred and George would beat him up.

John said with great kindness: "Okay, then I will be generous once, so I don't want to pay dividends, lest you go around saying that I exploited you."

Fred and George looked at each other and said with a smile, "Then we really thank you!"

"You're welcome, it's a trivial matter, let's go, it's getting late, it's time for class, where is your classroom?"

John waved his hand grandly, and walked up the stairs leading up.

"The third floor."

A group of four had just walked upstairs when a figure blocked Fred and George.

It was the brown-haired girl in front asking for directions. She raised her hand expressionlessly, and there were some small scars on her hand.

"Can you pay me now?"

"Of course!" Fred turned to John, bowed and said respectfully with George, "Boss, please pay!"

Hey, now you know I'm the boss?
Ah!
Wait a moment.
John stopped touching the leather bag, and asked suspiciously, "What reward?"

The brown-haired girl moved her eyes to Fred.

Fred hurriedly whispered: "It's about selling the map just now, she is a trustee we hired!"

Well, let me tell you why she cooperates so well!

John nodded, and the fog in his heart dissipated: "How much?"

"Hey, three gold gallons!" George said with a smile.

"How much?" John asked in surprise. Is the labor cost so expensive now?
Ron tried the medicine for only two Sickles!

"We made an agreement in advance, you can't go back on your word!"

The brown-haired girl frowned, with imperceptible anxiety in her eyes.

"No regrets, no regrets!" Fred gave John a look.

John received his signal, took out the Galleon from the leather pouch and handed it to the girl.

The brown-haired girl held Jin Gallon tightly in her hands, and bowed to say goodbye.

But she just took two steps, then turned around and said, "You can come to me next time if you have something to do, it's free."

After she finished speaking, she trotted away.

"Tell me, what's going on?" John asked after the girl walked away.

Fred smiled, hooked John's shoulders, and took him aside, avoiding Dennis.

"Her name is Shanna Paul, and she is a second-year Hufflepuff. Both her parents were killed in the war with You-Know-Who." Fred said in a low voice.

George shrugged: "But she's not like Harry, whose parents didn't even leave her an empty safe."

"So the two of us usually ask her for help and pay her a little more. Of course, it's usually not so high. This time it's because we bought a lot of things at the beginning of school, so we gave more."

"And this time it's because all of our money has been used to buy materials, and there is no penny left, so I asked you to pay, and you can deduct it from the dividends of the two of us." Fred said with a smile.

John was silent for a moment, and said, "No need, it's very troublesome to change the fixed dividend."

All his impressions of that war came from movies or book fragments in his mind.

Sad about it, only a few important people, such as Dumbledore, Sirius, Snape
He never thought about those ordinary people in the war, their sacrifices would be a devastating blow to their families.

When he first met that girl, he didn't think of her as a senior student at all.

Because she is thin and small, she looks no more than seven or eight years old.

"Thank you, boss!" Fred and George's yells shattered the emotions in John's heart, "You are simply the best boss in the world, and we two will definitely set a monument for you in the future!"

"Get lost! You two are cursing me to die early!"

John pushed the two of them away angrily, and walked quickly to the classroom with Dennis.

Dennis stood there impatiently.

If it was any later, they might become the first pair of late freshmen in Ravenclaw history!

It is actually recorded on Ravenclaw's "monument".

When they were about to reach the classroom, John saw Harry, Ron and Professor Quirrell want to talk happily and leave.

If Harry knew that Voldemort was wrapped behind Professor Quirrell, I don't know what expression he would make.

Will he still be smiling like a flower like now?

The sun is slanting to the west day by day, and the class of the day is gradually drawing to the end.

Snape on the podium announced the dismissal of the get out of class without any ups and downs, then flicked his black robe, and strode out of the classroom.

The originally depressed and silent classroom instantly became active.

"Professor Snape is too scary."

A Hufflepuff badger cub slumped on a chair and sighed.

During class, Snape passed by him a few times, and he felt the temperature drop a few degrees sharply.

He wondered if Snape had a cold storage with him!
"Hufflepuff, ten points for talking about the professor behind his back!"

Snape, who had already left, suddenly reappeared at the door, and he said expressionlessly.

The classroom was instantly silent again.

John felt a little enlightened.

If so, Slytherin won't win the house cup.
Then they can all enter the factory!

(End of this chapter)