I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 62 Grandpa will take you to earn a lot of money!

The Halloween sale is over.

John, Fred, George, Dennis, and Shanna lay limp on the ground and didn't think it was dirty at all.

"Business is too good, but not so good"

Fred looked blankly at the dangling chandelier on the ceiling and sighed.

John squeezed his sore neck and asked, "How many things do we have left? Will we continue tomorrow?"

George was about to raise his head to check, but Shana on the side blurted out: "I ordered it just now, and basically everything is almost sold, except for one thing, the real mirror, if you continue tomorrow, you can only Make it your main product.”

Fred scratched his disheveled hair in distress: "But no one is willing to buy that thing! It's not worthwhile to spend five Galleons to buy an ordinary mirror, and it's not worth buying an ugly one. Every time you look in the mirror, you hurt yourself!"

"Yes, John." George turned his head in one direction, looked at John and said, "We might smash those mirrors."

Smash hands?
John thought for a while and asked, "How many mirrors do we have in total?"

"67 sides."

Shanna immediately replied that she was doing pretty well financially.

"None of them were sold, but that's fine."

John said to himself.

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

George looked at John in surprise, as if you were tired and stupid.

John said: "It's okay, I will leave it to you to clean up here. I will go back and work hard to make dozens more noodles!"

"It's over, this kid is really stupid."

George and Fred shook their heads at the same time, looking sad, as if John was dying.

John ignored the two of them. He woke up Dennis, who was so tired that he fell asleep, and then put all the magic mirrors into the leather bag, and quickly returned to the dormitory.

Because there are only him and Dennis in the dormitory, he has transformed the dormitory into his studio after obtaining Dennis' consent.

"Dennis, can you help me make a refreshing potion?"

John sat down at the table and said.

"Ah good."

Dennis was already ready to rest, but upon hearing John's order, he tried his best to break free from the restraints of the bed, got up and took out the cauldron and began to work hard.

John took out the magic mirror of the real body, reappeared the magic pattern on it, and thought about the modification plan.

He wants to seize all the time to complete the things envisioned in his mind, and strive to catch the heat of Halloween.

This busy John has been busy until two days before Halloween.

Thick dark circles appeared around his eyes, causing Dennis to come over to see him after a while, for fear that he would die suddenly if he didn't pay attention.

"Finally done!"

John let out a long sigh of relief, put the mirror in his hand on the table, picked up the cup on the side, and frowned and took a big gulp.

Unbearable bitterness flowed in his mouth immediately.

Dennis' potions weren't good enough to accomplish his small goal of making potions taste as good as drinks at the Leaky Cauldron.

Not good, the effect is very good, after one sip, John's drowsy head regained consciousness in an instant.

"Is everything finished?"

Dennis walked quickly to John and saw the mountain of mirrors.

He picked up one and shouted, "Mirror, mirror, show me as I really am!"

But no image appears in the mirror at all.

Dennis handed the mirror to John and asked suspiciously, "What's going on? It's broken?"

John rolled his eyes: "Do you think I've been repeating stupid mechanical work these days? I've improved it, and now it has changed a lot compared to before except for its appearance!"

"What's the difference?"

Dennis flipped the mirror back and forth, carefully searching for differences with his small eyes.

"I said it looks the same!"

John slapped Dennis on the ass.

"Let's go, let's go find Fred and the others. There are still many things to do today!"

John and Dennis walk out of Ravenclaw's tower.

He didn't come out for a few days, and the outside world changed completely, like a magical world descending.

Walking around are either vampires or trolls wielding big clubs.

Oh, and the focus of the audience, the flash man with dazzling lights.

It can be seen from this that their Halloween event was very successful, and the students were very satisfied.

But Hogwarts may have a heartbreaker right now, and that's Filch.

He was yelling all the time, telling the students who turned into trolls to be careful not to break things, otherwise they would face his severe punishment!
Ask the students who have become vampires to pay attention to the fake plasma around their mouths, and don't drip it on the ground.

Also, the Flash people might not be too happy, because Snape thought they were too bright and deducted a lot of points from them.

John looked through the window into the clearing outside the castle.

Two students who had eaten the troll's happy candy were in a rough fight, their muscles colliding with their fists, making a loud bang.

A large circle of students raised their hands, cheered and applauded.

There were two other people walking back and forth with the box, as if they were asking the students onlookers to bet on which troll would win.

If John hadn't been blind, those two people would have been Fred and George, both of whom had very flamboyant red hair.

John went downstairs and pulled the two of them out of the crowd.

"What are you two doing?"

Seeing John froze for a moment, Fred said with a smile: "We are providing entertainment for the students to watch, and earn a little extra money by the way."

He shook the box so that John could hear the crisp sound of coins colliding inside.

"Are you all sold out?"

"It was sold out long ago, and the remaining materials were sold by us as merchandise. The two of us are sales geniuses, although Shanna also played a little role."

George moved his index finger and thumb together, squinted his eyes and made a small movement.

But John felt there might be a universe between his fingers.

"What about you? What have you been up to these days? It's as if you've disappeared, and you haven't been seen all day. If Dennis hadn't reported the information to us, both of us would have gone to the dormitory to look for you."

Fred asked, patting John on the shoulder.

John squinted at Fred and George, and mocked, "You two can't get in!"

"Ok?"

Fred and George's eyes suddenly became very dangerous, and their hands were ready to reach John's waist.

"Sorry, I was wrong!"

John took a quick step back and apologized immediately.

"Hmph." Fred said with a sneer, "tell me well!"

John shook his head, sighing that the world is difficult.

He took out a piece of parchment from the leather bag and handed it to Fred, speaking arrogantly.

"Go, post it on the bulletin board for Grandpa! Grandpa will take you to earn a lot of money!"

(End of this chapter)