I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 59 You have to support us!

"What about things?"

With a fierce look on Flint's face, he tried to get close to John.

"I advise you not to be impulsive."

John quickly drew out his wand, pointed at Flint and threatened.

Flint took a step back and said with a cracked smile, "I didn't mean that."

"Did you bring the money?"

John didn't let go of his wand.

Flint is not a good boy who follows the rules.

"Of course, not a lot!"

Flint shook the pocket of his school robe, and there was a crisp sound of coins hitting.

"However, you have to let me see first?"

"You put the money on the table over there."

John pointed to a table not far from Fred.

Flint measured the distance between John and the table, and felt that John should not be able to get it.

So he nodded, took out a cloth bag from his bag and put it on the table.

"Okay, now you step back, I'll bring it to you." John said.

"Don't play tricks!"

Flint's eyes puffed up, and he stepped back a little bit sharply.

John looked at Flint vigilantly, and slowly moved towards the door pretending to be holding something.

"Marcus Flint run, Filch is coming!"

Hearing the voices outside, a look of panic flashed across Flint's face, and he looked at John angrily, wanting to snatch it directly.

But how could John give him a chance, he quickly ran out of the classroom: "Do it!"

Fred, who was in the dark, rushed out instantly and kicked Flint.

Flint, who was just about to start, fell to the ground.

Fred took this opportunity to grab the bag of coins on the table and quickly slipped out of the room.

Then with a flick of his wand, he took off the lid on a cauldron in the room, and the stench began to spread in the classroom.

"Enjoy it, idiot!"

Fred slammed the door shut, adding a spell to seal the door completely.

At this moment, Filch had already appeared at the end of the corridor, and George was leading the race in front of him. He was also the one who yelled just now, reminding John that it is time for the two of them to act!

"Marcus, come out, Filch is here!"

Fred hurriedly ran to the other side of the corridor, shouting loudly.

In case Filch didn't know it was Marcus Flint.

"You two bastards, don't let me catch you!"

Flint slammed on the door angrily.

I don't know if it's because the anger went to his head, or because he didn't have that consciousness.

He didn't think of using a wand for the first time.

"This way!"

John saw Fred running over, dragged him to the shadow of the corner, and secretly observed the situation in the classroom.

George passed the door smoothly and ran in their direction.

But when Filch was about to pass by.

Boom.

The door panel was blown away by Flint and fell in front of Filch.

Filch was stunned for a moment, then snapped, "Marcus Flint!"

The furious Flint was blocked, and the wand in his hand naturally pointed at him.

Filch caught a glimpse of this scene, his face became a little distorted, and his protruding eyeballs fixed on Flint: "What? Are you going to do something to me again? Huh?"

Gritting his teeth, Flint put down his wand, and replied, "I didn't mean that. The culprits are those people who ran over just now. They set me up!"

"I only see you here now!"

Perhaps because Flint pointed his wand at him, Filch was strangely angry.

"I saw you smash the classroom door with your wand, and the damn smell, you did it all!"

This time Fred put all kinds of smelly materials in the crucible. Compared with it, the smell of the cesspit is considered fragrant.

"I didn't do it, someone framed me!"

Flint wanted to explain, but Filch wouldn't listen. He seemed to have decided that Flint was the culprit and the one who should be executed.

Anger was gradually destroying Flint's sanity, and he raised his wand again to Filch.

"Did you hear? I said I didn't do it!"

"Why do you want to do it? Come on? Smash me with your wand!"

Filch confronted each other, and he stood up and took a step forward.

He had suffered many verbal insults at the school, but this was the first time he had been pointed at with a wand.

This was another severe blow to his twisted heart.

"you!"

Flint gripped his wand tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Reason told him not to move his hands, but his mouth and hands were a little uncontrollable.

"John, we seem to be playing too big."

Fred said anxiously.

"How to do?"

John said solemnly: "Come forward, or the consequences will be more serious when Flint makes a move."

Just as he was about to make a sound, a white ghost floated out from his side.

It was Nearly Headless Nico who had helped them earlier.

"Be quiet, Dumbledore is here." Nico reminded in a low voice.

After the voice fell, a little fire lit up in the corridor, and then a bird song sounded.

Fox suddenly appeared with Dumbledore.

"Marcus Flint put down his wand!" snapped Dumbledore.

"Yes, Professor!"

Flint shuddered all over, all anger gone in his heart, and tremblingly dropped his hand.

Only then did he realize how terrible his actions were just now. If he didn't hold back, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Filch yelled: "Dumbledore, he just wanted to do something to me. I want him to be punished the most severely and expel him from Hogwarts!"

"I see."

Dumbledore waved the stench out of the air.

"You go back first."

"Can"

"Go back first, and I will give you a satisfactory explanation."

Dumbledore looked at Filch seriously.

"Okay, okay, you must give him the most severe punishment!"

Filch muttered and cursed, and turned away.

When he reached the end of the corridor, Snape was belatedly arriving with long strides, his cloak swung.

"professor."

Flint looked at Snape imploringly.

Snape glanced at Flint expressionlessly, with boundless anger in his eyes.

"Dumbledore."

"How?" Dumbledore asked.

"You decide."

"Okay, come with me to the office."

Dumbledore turned away with Snape and Flint.

John seemed to take a look at their hiding place when he saw Dumbledore leave.

"It's scary."

Fred leaned against the wall in fear, his brow covered with sweat.

It was the most exciting thing he had ever experienced.

When Dumbledore showed up just now, his heart almost jumped into his throat.

"Did you say Professor Dumbledore found us?" George asked weakly.

If they are discovered, they may face the most severe punishment at Hogwarts.

It is also possible to be fired.

"I think should not be"

John thought about the look in Dumbledore's eyes when he left, feeling a little uncertain.

"What about Flint? Will he?"

Fred asked. Their original plan was just to get Flint out of the way, to get back at him for spreading the rumour.

But I didn't expect Flint's temper to be so hot, which almost caused a catastrophe.

And with Flint pointing his wand at Filch, he's likely to be fired.

It is this kind of student that the school cannot tolerate the most.

"Go back quickly, and don't come out at night." Nicole reminded.

"Why are you helping us?" George asked strangely.

Nicole glanced at John inadvertently, and said, "Because someone asked me to come over to help."

"Who?"

"I can't say, come on, you guys go back!" Nico urged.

"John?" Fred patted John on the shoulder.

"what?"

John woke up from his contemplation, completely oblivious to Fred's conversation.

"Do you want to go back?"

John gritted his teeth: "Go back first."

"What about you?" George asked, frowning.

"I'm going to go to Professor Dumbledore. Although Flint is annoying, he won't be expelled and ruin his life," John said.

"Then let's go together!"

John shook his head: "No, I am the mastermind of this matter, and you are not very responsible!"

"What are you talking about! We are brothers, of course we have to bear it together, but if you are really fired, you have to support us, because we will definitely be kicked out of the house by our mother."

Fred said bitterly.

"no problem!"

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(End of this chapter)