I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 81 Reserved Surprise

After getting the promise of the portrait, John felt a little more at ease.

It must be these portraits that are the most well-informed in Hogwarts.

They are all over the school, and many people don't pay attention to them.

If they can help, then John can build a huge news network in the school in an instant.

Just like Dumbledore, when a person sits in the office, he knows all the major events happening in the castle.

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John rolled around on the bed, not quite reconciled.

Whether it was Snape or Quirrell who murdered him, he was about to succeed.

If he hadn't made preparations in advance, he would probably be lying at Madam Pomfrey's place now, blankly counting the lines on the ceiling.

Is it necessary to swallow it mixed with blood?
The Ravenclaw side of him made a cry of reason.

He should make a decision before moving, not in a hurry.

But the other side told him that he couldn't just let that person go, he had to stand up!
John tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

No!

I can't just let it go!

John got up from the bed, lifted the quilt and walked to the table.

While direct retaliation is dangerous, he can sneak in.

"John what are you doing?"

Dennis was lying on the bed, asking sleepily.

John casually said: "Go to sleep, I will study for a while."

Dennis was stunned for a moment, turned his voice to the other side, and murmured: "It's terrible, why did I get a college full of kings?"

John sat on the chair, rummaged through his bag to find the magic pattern notes from Ian's bookshelf, and searched quickly.

Time passed quickly, and the setting sun soon hung in the sky.

John rubbed his sore neck and smiled with satisfaction. He finally found what he wanted.

After waking up Dennis for dinner, John waited until the stars were twinkling in the sky, and then sneaked out of the dormitory again.

"Is there anyone on the fourth floor?"

John walked under the portrait of the man and asked in a soft voice.

When he went to eat in the afternoon, he specifically asked the man to pay attention to the movements on the fourth floor.

"No."

The man replied helplessly that his original purpose was to protect John's safety, but now he has become John's accomplice in doing bad things.

"What about Filch?"

The man sighed, walked to the side of the picture frame, took a step and disappeared, no one knew where he went.

John watched this scene enviously, if only he could move freely in the castle.

That way you don't have to worry about getting caught by Filch.
After a while, the man returned and said, "Filch is outside the tower in Gryffindor now. If you were faster, he should not have noticed you."

"Thanks." John walked downstairs quickly.

The man opened his mouth, and finally spat out a sentence to be careful.

"understood!"

John went down the stairs, walked out of the common room, walked carefully to the fourth floor, and found the room that Dumbledore had forbidden to enter.

"Araho Cave is open!"

With a click, the door lock opened, and John pushed the door lightly to enter.

A strong stench hit John's nostrils head-on.

Before he had time to slap it with his hand, he saw six gem-like eyeballs gleaming fiercely, and three ferocious heads with their mouths open, roaring in a low voice, slowly approaching him.

John closed the door, stood against the wooden door, and calmly took out a prepared clarinet from the leather bag.

Tapping it lightly with a magic wand, the clarinet immediately made a melodious flute sound.

The three-headed dog shook his head unwillingly when he heard the music, forcing himself not to fall asleep, trying to swallow John into his mouth.

It is a pity that the habit in the blood is not so easy to resist.

The three-headed dog struggled for more than ten seconds, its eyelids drooped, and three huge heads hit the ground with a bang.

John nodded in satisfaction, put the recorder aside and let it continue to make music.

After feeding the golden dragon, he took out the carving knife from the leather bag, lay down on the ground and began to draw the magic patterns he designed earlier.

The moon rises into the sky and then slowly sets.

The clarinet in the house was ringing tirelessly, and the three-headed dog was still sound asleep.

A magic pattern glowing with silver light extended from the wooden door to the floor where the three-headed dog lay on its stomach.

John carved the last stroke, and the silver magic pattern suddenly lit up, and then disappeared quickly, without any trace.

This is a hidden magic pattern that John found in Ian's notes, and it can perfectly hide the underlying magic pattern.

Ian's exclusive product, if the other party is not a magic pattern master, he will never find the abnormality.

Under the hidden magic pattern, there is another layer of guiding magic pattern. If the wooden door of this room is opened by strong means, then the magic power will be transmitted to the body of the three-headed dog along the guiding magic pattern, triggering the last attacking magic pattern. The three-headed dog will be awakened.

John also calculated the time and put the trigger time half a minute later.

If Quirrell or Snape rushed to open the trapdoor after putting the three-headed dog to sleep, the three-headed dog would definitely surprise him!
John put the carving knife back into the leather pouch, clapped his hands in satisfaction, and dusted himself off.

After the sound of the clarinet stopped, the three-headed dog suddenly shook its head, as if it was about to wake up soon.

John quickly opened the door and walked outside.

He found a picture frame in the corridor, reached out and patted it, and said, "Is anyone there?"

A gray-haired old man walked out of the cabin with a yawn, and said angrily, "Don't worry, Filch has gone back to rest."

"Thank you."

John said embarrassingly that the Marauder's Map was in the hands of Fred and Fred, and his pirated map was not as convenient as the genuine one, so it was better to ask these portraits directly.

The old man waved his hand: "You don't need to thank you. If you don't come out at night, or come out a few times less, then thank you!"

"Hey, try your best in the future, try your best."

John smiled and walked downstairs quickly, returned to the dormitory and fell asleep peacefully,

As the days passed, John suddenly lived a peaceful life.

Go to class every day or go to the library to find a few books to read.

Launch two new products every once in a while and hold a sale.

Or go out at night to play hide and seek with Filch with Fred and George.

Professor Snape and Quirrell also seemed to have reformed their ways, attending and dismissing classes normally like other teachers, and never troubled John again.

Time flies by in happy life and Christmas is coming.

John had already packed his things and was about to return to his home in Diagon Alley.

But Hermes brought him a letter from Ian.

It said that he was away on business now, so John should not go back for Christmas, just stay at school.

Recently, Ian didn't know what he was busy with. John sent him letters four or five times, but he only replied once.

And sometimes even Hermes couldn't find his location, as if he had disappeared from the world.

Dennis went home with the train just after the holiday. He was anxious to go back and introduce the interesting life in the wizarding world to his father, so that his father could rest assured.

But fortunately, Fred and George are also staying at school, and his Christmas break should not be too lonely.

(End of this chapter)