I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 80 Everyone Likes Painting Cakes

Qiu looked at the words swaying in the air and didn't speak, but his eyes gradually showed confidence.

John got up to leave, ready to give her a space to think.

"I will work harder in future training."

Qiu Zhang who was behind said suddenly.

John turned to look at her, she firmly held the corner of the school gown, her knuckles were pinched slightly white.

"If I still can't do it, I will apply to withdraw myself, and you will take my place."

"No problem!" John said with a smile, "but don't think about it now, come and celebrate together!"

Qiu Zhang nodded, took a deep breath, stood up and walked towards the crowd, gradually let go of restraint, and became one with everyone.

"Cow!"

Davis looked at Qiu Zhang, who had completely changed, walked up to John and said in amazement.

"I didn't expect you to be so good at enlightening. From now on, we will entrust you with the important task of psychological counseling in our team!"

"Captain." Jason said with a simple and honest face, "You said that everyone is a student of the same college, and you have studied for a few more years, but why is there such a big gap in writing?"

Davis was stunned for a moment, and gradually understood what Jason meant.

This guy is hinting at his love letter again.

Davis was furious in an instant, and shouted: "Don't stop me today, I have to let this kid see the majesty of the captain!"

"Captain, please!"

John moved two steps to the right, clearing the field for the two of them.

"John, you don't talk about brotherhood!"

Jensen turned to run, but Davis caught him with an outstretched arm.

"Want to run now? It's too late!"

Jason begged pitifully: "Captain, I was wrong."

"late!"

After Davis's voice fell, a mournful howl suddenly sounded in the room.

It is more miserable than the sound of killing pigs during the New Year.

John hid aside and watched the men and women fighting in front of him, and ate the food on the table.

Simply happy like a fairy!

After filling his stomach, John happily burped, got up and walked towards the dormitory.

Dennis left with him, with the steak and pie in his hand and mouth.

"Are you finished?"

John looked at Dennis and said helplessly.

This guy has killed a lot of things down there, it's like a bottomless pit!

A smile formed on Dennis's face, completely drowning his eyes, and he mumbled something vaguely.

John probably understood, meaning this is where it is!
John could only shake his head and sigh, willing to submit!

As they walked past the portrait of the man in the elaborate gown, the man suddenly spoke again.

"We heard about your performance on the Quidditch pitch today. It was very good. It seems that you took my words to heart."

John turned his head in surprise and looked at the man next to him with a satisfied smile on his face.

These portraits have not been heard for a long time.

And what did he say to me?

Oh!
It's like asking me to be the principal.

"Thank you for your praise." John rolled his eyes and immediately began to complain, "After listening to your words that day, I immediately set up my ambition to be a principal, and immediately started to fight for it! But unfortunately, I may not be able to complete it. Such a great goal."

The man frowned and asked, "Why?"

"Didn't you also hear about the Quidditch match?" John said pitifully, "Someone shot at me and wanted my life."

As soon as John finished speaking, he saw the angry expressions on the faces of many surrounding portraits, some of them were so angry that they even smashed the things in the paintings.

It's like their ancestral graves have been dug.

John slid his Adam's apple blankly, not understanding why they were so excited, but he waved his hand quickly: "Everyone, don't get excited, I'm still unscathed, and my life is not in danger."

At this moment, the man wanted to speak, but a burly young man in armor stepped into his painting, raised his giant sword and slammed it down fiercely.

The man hurriedly dispersed, the giant sword hit the ground, and sank deeply into the soil.

"Didn't you say he was safe?" the young man roared angrily.

The man makes an apologetic look at John, and the picture immediately becomes hazy.

It blocked everything that happened inside, and also isolated the sound from coming out.

"do not!"

John patted the picture frame with his hands, and he had a hunch that if that person continued to talk, he would definitely hear a shocking secret.

And it must be related to him!

Perhaps that explains why these portraits are so special to him.

But the portrait is now shrouded in that hazy mist, and there is nothing left!

John's mood now is exactly the same as watching a mystery drama, and the murderer will come out immediately, but the power suddenly goes out at home.

With a hundred claws scratching his heart, he could only be incompetent and furious!
After about half a minute, the fog in the frame finally dissipated.

But the young man in armor was gone, and John didn't find him in the other frames.

The man's image has undergone a 360-degree transformation. The originally delicate dress has become longer and longer, barely covering the important parts of his body.

The beautiful scene is also full of sword marks.

What's more amazing is that the man and the damage in the scene are being slowly repaired by a magical force.

The man noticed John's weird gaze, coughed, and squeezed out an awkward smile: "He's a little impulsive, don't worry too much about it."

"You seem to be keeping a big secret from me?" John asked.

"No, no, there is a big secret." The man repeatedly denied it.

"Oh well."

John nodded, turned around and walked upstairs.

"Wait, wait!" said the man.

John turned his head and looked at him, with an expression of leaving without telling me.

The man said helplessly: "It's not that we don't tell you, but it's not the time yet. There is magic on our picture frames, and we can't say it!"

John looked at him suspiciously: "When will you tell me? Is it about me?"

The man said with cautious words: "It's about you, but I can't tell you until you are stronger, at least on the same level as Dumbledore."

John rolled his eyes, turned and walked upstairs.

If you don’t say it, don’t say it, what kind of cake is it?
Is this a Hogwarts tradition?

If you disagree, draw one first!
"We just had a friendly discussion!" The man shouted behind John, "Since someone in the school is endangering your life, we are going to make an exception to help you monitor the movement of some people in the school until you are out of danger!"

John stopped, turned around and asked, "Really?"

"Of course!"

The man tugged at the torn clothes on his body, he didn't want to have another friendly negotiation with that guy.

John's eyes lit up, and he said, "Then please help me keep an eye on Professor Snape."

"No problem, I will tell my friends in the castle, if there is any change in him, I will notify you!"

(End of this chapter)