This Hogwarts is not normal

Galleon was spent and his life was saved, Lucius had only one thought now.

Recover blood!Blood must be recovered as soon as possible!

The dragon farm in Romania cannot be sold, and the old father Abraxas lives there.

The shops in Diagon Alley?

The wizard card is expected to be high, and of course the money tree cannot be sold.

Then fringe industries.

Sweeping Light Wheel and Comet's shares are sold a little, and the inventory in the French herbal plantation is cleaned up, it should be able to deal with Dumbledore's side.

As for Fu - the Ministry of Magic...

Lucius gritted his teeth and took out a piece of delicate parchment from the inside of the robe.

He pulled out the wand hidden in the snake-headed cane, and quickly wrote down a long string of numbers.

This is a contract, a contract to take away Jin Gallon in one year.

Even so, what the Ministry of Magic can take away from it every month is enough for half a year's expenses.

"Thank you for your generosity, my friend." Fudge solemnly placed the contract in another drawer.

Lucius tried his best to maintain a smirk on his face, "Minister Fudge, if there is nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Hmm - wait!" Fudge found a small file bag from the scattered pile of parchment on the table.

"My friend, it is with great regret that I have to inform you that from this moment on, you will lose your seat on the Hogwarts Board of Directors forever."

"what!?"

"This is the condition of the principal, Albus Dumbledore, and has nothing to do with me."

"I see." Lucius said sullenly.

"Please Minister Fudge to tell him for me that the Malfoy family will no longer provide all resources including money."

"I'll tell him, my friend."

He smiled goodbye to Fudge and left.

The Malfoy family's loss of the right to speak to Hogwarts had a very big impact that afternoon.

First and foremost was Draco.

From the original school manager's son to an ordinary student, the gap was so big that he lost his temper on the spot.

The things that can be smashed in the Black Swan activity room are basically smashed by him.

"Oops~" Fred stood at the door and said in a strange way: "Isn't this our future school manager~ Why did you suddenly lose your temper?"

"Where is the future~" George squeezed half of his body in with a smile, "His father is not a school manager anymore, and he doesn't know how many years he will have to fight~"

"Yeah, when did this happen?"

"It's at noon~" He took out a copy of "Daily Prophet", cleared his throat and read aloud:

"Madden! Malfoy loses Hogwarts board seat!"

According to the repeated confirmation of the senior reporters of this newspaper, the Malfoy family, which had invested countless resources, was officially kicked out of Hogwarts this morning. "

"To shut up!"

George increased the volume: "This may be a sign of decline, I hope the Malfoy family can survive this disaster safely."

"I said shut up!"

"According to people familiar with the matter, they were involved in a very vicious incident this time, so they had to give up their seats on the board of directors."

"Are you two deaf!" Draco's neck was bulging with veins, his little face was terribly red, "I told you to shut up! Did you hear me!"

Fred and George looked at each other and said sarcastically, "Ordinary Malfoy students, why should we listen to you?"

"You—you!"

"Oh, he's not going to hit someone, is he?"

"It seems so~"

The two of them spread their feet and ran back to the owl court activity room opposite.

"Slightly slightly~ Come and beat us if you have the ability~"

Draco, who was so angry that his forehead was smoking, covered his chest, and walked to the opposite side tremblingly.

"It's not good~ Malfoy is going to hit someone~"

"Help~ He's so scary~"

Draco's little head was buzzing, and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier.

Seeing that he was about to pass out in a second, Vincent was holding a small bottle filled with black smoke, and just passed him to the owl court activity room.

"Stand!"

He turned back in doubt, "Are you calling me?"

"Wayne!" Draco's red face was particularly frightening.

But Vincent was not frightened, and even almost laughed out loud.

"Is it funny!"

"Puff—a little bit."

"Wayne!!!"

He leaned back in disgust, and hurriedly covered his ear near the source of the sound with his free hand.

"Are you sick?"

Draco suddenly smiled instead of anger, but his thin body was still trembling.

"Ha—you can laugh at me now!"

His fair and tender face suddenly turned ferocious again, "You all remember it for me, the humiliation I suffered today will be doubled to you in the future!"

"Oh." Vincent shook his head quite calmly, as if the doctor was about to hand over the patient's medical certificate.

"Fine, Wayne! When I graduate from this shitty school..."

He ignored Draco, who was in a state of madness.

But a few redheads were more than happy to oblige.

Fred glanced over with a small look of disdain, "Oh, it seems that the spirit has been seriously hit, and the brain is starting to be a little abnormal."

"Isn't it~" George smacked his lips, "Let's go away, I heard that this kind of situation is going crazy, and you may even beat your own people."

Percy stepped forward with a straight face, "Malfoy, this is the Court of Owls, and your black swan is on the opposite side."

Harry and Ron, who rushed over after hearing the sound, could only see an extremely crazy back.

He punched Crabbe in the stomach and kicked Goyle in the shin.

The students who stayed outside cast admiring glances at George.

I really beat my own people, and they were still violent.

Tsk tsk, this character...

Even the younger brother will not be spared when he becomes crazy, let alone someone else?

None of them dared to stay nearby, and they all returned to the Owl Court activity room to chat quietly.

"It's hopeless." Seamus shook his head and pointed to the closed door opposite.

"There are not many things that Malfoy can be proud of in school. Now that he has lost this layer of skin, he finally shows his true colors."

Dean curled his lips at him, "Isn't there still old Malfoy here, shouldn't he collapse?"

"Naive!" Seamus rolled his eyes, "Didn't you realize that Malfoy is dead?"

"Aren't you still closing the door inside and beating people?"

"That's why I said you were naive!" He moved his butt slightly to the side, as if trying to stay away from Dean as much as possible,

"Malfoy can't rise above the top anymore, it's like death to him."

"Yeah, we didn't pay much attention to him at first."

"That's right, just treat him as a mad dog in the future."

The conversation between the two of them was not very quiet, and soon spread throughout the activity room.

Within half an hour, it spread throughout the entire castle.

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