Dragon's Wealth Plan

, probably because he is going to be colorblind...

The reason why Dumbledore blushed was because Gellert said in the softest, most pampering and ambiguous tone next to his ear, "I am the strict wife~"

The consequence of Gellert is that he is currently holding his stomach and moving forward, and he has not seen Dumbledore's blush.

——A generation of Dark Lords really has brain problems. Fortunately, labor and capital are not Dark Lords now, so there is no need to compare them with him.

——How can anyone be proud of being a strict wife, ah bah.

Voldemort's soul channel immediately retorted from seven voices,

-We will all be proud of it~

The heart of the main soul V is broken, he just split himself into several pieces, why every piece doesn't look like him anymore, and doesn't listen to him anymore...

Draco held Milledo's hand tightly with a smile on his face, his mind spinning rapidly. "How can we take those Milleduo's... prizes from the godfather."

"Your Majesty Miller, you will give the godfather your... those?" Draco tried hard to change his voice from resentment and jealousy to curiosity and shyness.

"Isn't it a good thing for someone to help me wash my clothes?" Miller tilted his head. "In the past, house elves used magic to wash them. I still prefer the effect of washing by hand~"

"But, the godfather won't help you wash your clothes, he wants to collect them!" Draco changed his expression, worried that Miller would be cheated.

Miller laughed loudly and rubbed Draco's little face, "Black Pearl took my old one away, and will always buy me a new one. Isn't it good to trade the old for the new~"

Saving money is the best ~ cheers silly dragon.

"What if the godfather doesn't buy you a new one?" Draco asked with 'simple' blinking eyes, Harry turned his head away as if he didn't see anything, Lucius glared at his son who pretended to be cute.

"If he doesn't buy me a new one, then he won't be able to collect my used ones!" Miller squeezed Draco's face more, "Look, I'm making a solid profit~"

"Will the godfather collect it and return it to you after a while..." Draco clenched his fists, and with his godfather's personality, he probably collected the hairs, sweat, or even... after doing research It will be thrown as trash.

"If you're a collector, you won't be able to return it." Harry asked.

He was the only one present, well, maybe the silly dragon Miller believed that Snape really had a collection habit.

Snape turned his head back with a sneer, and looked at Harry, "I'll let you know what a collector is, Mr. Savior. Maybe I have the honor of making you my collection and put it in the potion material cabinet?"

Harry shivered, head drooping, looking at the floor, trying to make himself smaller.

At this time, Snape had already seen the huge snake slough, and his focus was instantly shifted. Harry took a big breath, thanking Merlin and the basilisk for allowing him to survive the death of the snake king.

Miller gave Snape a hand and told him to ignore the snakeskins for now.

"That's a precious potion material!"

"But there is a basilisk inside. You can shed its skin whenever you want."

The wizards finally remembered that there was a basilisk in the chamber of secrets, and they all took out their wands, waiting for Harry to continue unlocking.

Miller waved his hand, and the door opened directly. Dumbledore almost spurted blood. He wasn't ready yet, he hadn't summoned the phoenix yet!

Hearing the sound of something swimming, the wizards closed their eyes in unison, and Dumbledore and Lucius each freed a hand to cover Harry and Draco's eyes.

"Oh, Haierbo, these are not balls, they are not allowed to petrify." Miller patted the snake's head, "Ah, open your eyes, why don't you play more."

"Playing?" Snape opened his eyes dubiously, and looked at him with four eyes at the same time, one pair of golden yellow and one pair of yellow-green.

"Well, the treasure hunt is not exciting enough, let's play the lottery!"

Miller pointed to the countless caves that he had turned into by taking advantage of his Hogwarts privilege, "So there are only a few holes here, and I made some more, so that the game will be more interesting."

"Look at this, it's like golf, if you hit that hole, Haierbo will go to that hole to retrieve the ball, and if there is any treasure in the hole, it will be yours~" Miller blinked with a smile on his face Eyes, "How about it, I'm smart~ There are so many holes without anything~ I learned what you say about the lottery in the Muggle world~ No matter how many people find the secret room, it's impossible for everyone to get the treasure~ Hehehe."

Miller turned his face away instantly, "But there are too many holes, and I haven't hit a few treasures myself..."

"You made it so that you don't know?" Snape looked at the small ball on the ground, very speechless, he hated all kinds of sports.

"I don't know." Miller patted the basilisk more. "Fortunately, there is Hai Erbo. That time I got into the hole and almost couldn't find the way out."

"Your Majesty Miller, you don't have the attributes of a road idiot, do you?" Harry asked loudly.

Miller tilted his head, looked at the sky, and thought about it carefully, "I don't know, I have been in the family and Hogwarts since I was born. I am a bit of a home~haha."

Dumbledore sighed, and walked up to Snape, "Is there any potion for Lu Chi?"

Snape wasn't annoyed 'Huh? ' with a sound.

"I guess, His Majesty Miller couldn't find his way back to the family, probably because of the road idiot..." Before Dumbledore could finish speaking, Gellert, who had reacted, preempted him, "Albus, we Will he die because of a road-crazy dragon?"

Miller curled his lips, "If you don't respond to each other, it won't be so easy to die."

——Ahahaha, Dumbledore was killed by a foolish dragon!

——The enemy of labor and capital was killed for such a boring reason, so funny!

—as funny as Voldemort dying of a baby.

——Hey, Mianguan, don't remind labor and management of this.Labor will be revived!

——Even if you yell out your throat, no tablet will come to save you.Don't expect the ball to fit together.

——Returning Soul Stone, you are too unloved by your compatriots...

——Another method is more feasible, giving birth to dragons to make up for one's own vitality.

——Jinbei, you are still the best!

— Then Voldemort has another way to die.

—Locket, what did you say?

——Hahahahaha, locket, I know what you want to say.

——Harry Pian, forget about calling you Pian Pian, are you awake?

——Well, I woke up when I heard something funny.

——what's so funny, make you roll all over the floor?Tell labor.

——That's how Voldemort died!

—You are all Voldemort...

——Ah, no, that kind of death, only you can do it~

--what?

——Just to give birth to seven dragons or something, and be 'made' to death by the other seven films~ ahahaha, I laughed so hard.

—You bastards Voldemort!

——We have so many Voldemorts, but we really don't have the attribute of ruffian attack, what a pity.

——I am too attacking, and I am about to die...

The 16-year-old V film is very lonely, no one cares about his sad situation.

He only begged Hai Erbo not to come to recognize his relatives, otherwise Dumbledore would be by his side, he would definitely die...

Under Miller's 'expectant' gaze, Snape hit a ball, watching the basilisk twitching to pick it up, the corners of his mouth twitching.When the basilisk brought back something other than balls, Snape got excited again.

When he saw exactly what it was, Snape turned and went out, kicking that abnormally obscene!The stone statue of Slytherin.

"Oh, a portrait of Slytherin, nice collection, Severus." Lucius teased with amusement.

Yes, a portrait of a Slytherin, a portrait of a Slytherin as if possessed by Lockhart, with eight teeth shining, and a very bright smile.

Snape angrily walked up to Miller, "Can I fight again?"

"Black Pearl, you have so many bad habits." Miller pouted, "My mother said that breaking a contract is wrong!"

Snape didn't speak, and after wizards, big and small, came out of the secret room with more or less things in their hands, he approached Milledor.

"It's wrong to break the contract, so how can you count so many shots here in the past few days?"

Miller poked his finger, "I, I did it for Bee Long. My grandfather, my uncle, my father, my mother, and several grandchildren..."

"I'll play for my son." Snape gestured for Miller to stop chattering.

"But, you don't even have a wife." Miller was very angry.

Snape nodded, and the next day, there was an additional notice on the bulletin boards of the four colleges and in front of the auditorium gate.

'Marriage'

The author has something to say: 1. Sweat and cold hair?What the hell?But we must know!

2. The lottery is... there are one to one hundred cards, you drop it, which one you drop will be opened, whether it is there or not... depends on luck and accuracy... poof.I wanted to hit 9 once, and I hit the 6 upstairs... I got a bracelet.

3. It’s great to have so many pieces of Voldemort... all kinds of attributes~

Aww, I love ruffian!I want to open the ruffian to accept the text~~~~ roll.

[Hold head] I'll finish the dragon and it's me first...

4. What is the professor's request for marriage?

5. A pen pal will appear tomorrow~~(≧▽≦)/~la la la... Has anyone guessed it yet?

40. Snape asks for marriage

What is the most precious thing in the 21st century?

Certainly talents like George Weasley and Fred Weasley.

It didn't take long for everyone to draw the lottery, and George and Fred approached Milledo.

"Oh? Topaz already know about the lottery game?