I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 95
The other side of the castle.

In the Charms classroom.

Professor Flitwick was surrounded by layers of students.

He is usually not as serious as Snape and Professor McGonagall, and he is more cute.

So I couldn't control this group of students who suddenly became fond of learning.

From the end of get out of class at noon to now, he has been quarreled for several hours.

"Professor Flitwick, Professor Flitwick, Professor Flitwick"

Professor Flitwick's ears seemed to have auditory hallucinations, and the cries kept echoing one after another.

He swallowed, soaked his dry throat, and waved his hands and shouted: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet!"

Several students around saw his movements and immediately fell silent.

But people in the outer circle couldn't see Professor Flitwick at all, and his voice was covered by the noise of the crowd.

So the scene is still chaotic.

Professor Flitwick sighed.

This is the first time he has worried about his size.

and many more!

A flash of inspiration flashed in Professor Flitwick's mind, remembering the gift John had given him.

He lowered his head and rummaged in his pocket, took out a glass jar, shook out a candy and swallowed it.

Bang.

Professor Flitwick's body expanded rapidly, and the surrounding students were pushed aside.

He transformed into a tall giant.

Professor Flitwick looked down on the students in the classroom condescendingly.

He slapped the side with his palm hard, and bang, a desk was shattered into pieces.

Professor Flitwick withdrew his hand in embarrassment, and said loudly, "Everyone be quiet and listen to me!"

The little wizards were overwhelmed by the fragments of desks all over the floor, and immediately fell silent.

No one dared to speak out, for fear of being pinched into the school hospital by the angry Professor Flitwick.

Professor Flitwick nodded in satisfaction. He looked around everyone and said, "It's very late and too chaotic, I can't explain it to everyone!"

"So." Professor Flitwick asked. "Do you know the tutoring school founded by John at Ravenclaw House?"

"Know!"

The little wizards replied one after another.

"very good."

Professor Flitwick waved again to silence everyone, this time the effect was very significant, and the classroom returned to silence in an instant.

"In the future, I will spend a certain amount of time every week to go to the cram school. You can ask me questions in class, and then I will give you a unified answer, is that okay?"

The little wizards chattered for a while, then nodded.

Professor Flitwick breathed a sigh of relief: "Then let's stop here today, it's getting late, you go to eat quickly."

"Thank you professor!"

The little wizards walked out of the classroom one by one.

Professor Flitwick stood where he was and waited until his body recovered. He dragged his tired body out of the classroom and was going to eat something in the cafeteria.

But halfway through, he suddenly remembered something.

Professor McGonagall seems to want to cancel Entertainment Street?
Professor Flitwick recalled today's terrifying scene, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

He hurried to Professor McGonagall's office.

Old iron!

This cannot be canceled!

And we have to support it!

Otherwise, if these students have such enthusiasm every day.

He will die young!

On the other side, Professor McGonagall had just sent the students away and hurried out of the office.

The two met in the middle of the corridor.

"Professor McGonagall!"

Professor Flitwick stopped in front of Professor McGonagall.

"Do you have something to do?" Professor McGonagall smiled wearily, "But now I have something urgent, can I talk about it later?"

She wanted to bypass Professor Flitwick.

But Professor Flitwick raised his hand to stop her.

"My business is also urgent!"

"I'll be back soon, I promise!"

"No, you listen to me first!"

The two stalemate in the corridor for a while, and Professor McGonagall sighed: "Okay, okay, tell me."

"I heard that you want to cancel the entertainment street? I don't think so. Students need entertainment activities in their spare time. Besides studying, they also need to relax!"

Professor Flitwick spoke so fast that he had never opened and closed his mouth so fast in his life.

Professor McGonagall froze for a moment, not expecting that what Professor Flitwick said was the same thing as what she was going to do.

Is it
Professor McGonagall tried to ask: "Are there any students asking you questions today?"

Professor Flitwick nodded heavily, and said with tears in his eyes: "I have never seen such enthusiastic students!"

If it weren't for those students who still maintained the last sliver of reason, he might have been overwhelmed by the crowd.

Professor McGonagall frowned.

what happened?

Could it be that John and those boys are playing tricks?
Deliberately let people come to play tricks on us?
Professor McGonagall couldn't help but have a thought in his mind.

After all, everyone knew that she wanted to revoke Entertainment Street, so it was only natural that they would try to stop her.

But soon she dismissed the idea herself.

Because she could see that today's students came to ask her for advice sincerely, and they learned each one more seriously.

Moreover, some people stood outside for hours without complaining, and were still discussing enthusiastically with the students around them.

It doesn't look like a prank at all.

It's just that she had never seen such a learning atmosphere at Hogwarts.

So I can't help but feel a little confused.
"Professor McGonagall?"

Professor Flitwick's voice woke up Professor McGonagall.

She responded, and walked to the principal's office with Professor Flitwick.

She wants to get her application back.

Although I don't know why these students are crazy, but according to the current situation, Entertainment Street cannot be cancelled.

It has to be used to distract the students!
The stone monster jumped away, a spiral staircase appeared, and Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick walked up the steps at the same time.

Push open the wooden door of the office.

"Dumbledore."

Professor McGonagall's voice stopped abruptly, and she saw a little guy sitting in front of Dumbledore.

John Bullock.

"What is Mr. Bullock doing here?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"I'm discussing the entertainment street with him."

Dumbledore smiled and held up the application form submitted by Professor McGonagall, shaking it.

Professor McGonagall's face changed slightly, she walked quickly to the table, and took the parchment from Dumbledore's hand.

A flame rose from the tip of the wand until the entire paper was reduced to fly ash, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

John and Dumbledore looked at each other, a little puzzled.

"Professor McGonagall, what is this?" Dumbledore asked.

"I think Entertainment Street is also necessary." Professor McGonagall looked at John, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "You recruited those students today?"

"What?" John blinked in confusion, "What student?"

"It's really not you?" Professor Flitwick also walked to John's side and asked.

In fact, he also suspected that John and the others were making trouble!
"I don't even know what you two are talking about!" John said sincerely.

McGonagall and Professor Flitwick looked at each other, and told Dumbledore and John what happened today.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on John's face.

I didn't expect the enthusiasm of the students to be so high
You two have suffered an indiscriminate disaster!

(End of this chapter)