I Just Become The Richest Man: Received an Admission Letter from Hogwarts

Chapter 151 The explosion is equipped with Animagus preparations (please subscribe for flowers)

"Brother....your eyes....so beautiful!"

Tina reached out and touched Sean's face, her eyes cracked with laughter. "Do you like it? You will have it in the future."

Sean stroked Tina's head.

"Tina!! I'm going to class!"

In the distance, the voice of Tina's companion came calling.

"Then brother, I'll go first, don't bully Malfoy."

Tina warned Sean very seriously, then turned around and ran away.

Sean was speechless, looking in the direction Malfoy was leaving, squinting.

After handing the box to the owl, Sean turned and walked towards the Transfiguration classroom.

Today is the Transfiguration class again. In fact, Sean is the only one who can participate in the Transfiguration class now.

Sean didn't have time to read the books given by Professor McGonagall.

"I hope Professor McGonagall doesn't check today."

Sean scratched his head, walked into the classroom, and found that everyone was already sitting in the classroom.

When the class bell rang, Professor McGonagall stood on the stage and said:

"In the last lesson, we talked about how to turn animals into wine glasses. We still have to learn this knowledge point in this lesson."

"There are still too many uncertain factors in the process of deformation. Remember, a key point of deformation is stability!"

"Be steady and delicate."

"Okay, in a few days I'll teach you how to turn animals into goblets. Look out for ladies and gentlemen."

Professor McGonagall said, took out his wand and pointed at the parrot next to him:

"one two Three,."

The next moment, the parrot began to slowly degenerate, and soon turned into a delicate transparent goblet.

"Okay, who can give me a demonstration next?"

As Professor McGonagall said, Ron raised 14 hands:

"Ah! Mr. Weasley, watch out for the spell."

Ron cleared his throat excitedly and used his new wand:

"One, two, three, Boila Weidu."

I saw that Ron's pet mouse began to slowly deform, becoming the shape of a goblet.

It's just that the goblet still has animal fur and a stubby mouse tail.

Professor McGonagall frowned and stepped forward to correct him.

And Sean, who was sitting in the back row, secretly said something bad at this time.

In the original book, Ron used a broken wand, so it didn't attract the attention of Professor McGonagall.

But now the Weasleys are much richer than in the original book because of Sean, so Ron has a new wand!

But in fact, the failure of Ron's transformation has nothing to do with the wand!

Just because his pet mouse isn't a real mouse, it's Peter Pettigrew's Animagus!

This guy has been hiding in the Weasleys for over a decade!

If Professor McGonagall started to deform, it would definitely be discovered in advance.

Then the hell knows what's going to happen!

Sean was about to get up, but Hermione suddenly raised her hand:

"Professor McGonagall, can you tell us about the secret room?"

Professor McGonagall was successfully attracted, glanced at the crowd, and sighed:

"Okay, then I'll tell you about it."

Sean breathed a sigh of relief, looked around, and found that many little wizards were looking at him from the corner of his eye.

Professor McGonagall walked to the podium and said in a hurry:

"I think you all know that Hogwarts was founded more than a thousand years ago by four of the greatest wizards and witches of the time."

"Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin."

"Three of them got along well, only one didn't."

"I want to know who it is."

Ron said, glancing in Slytherin's direction.

Professor McGonagall gave Ron a shut-up look and continued:

"Slytherin. He hopes to further screen the students who are admitted. He believes that only children from magical families are eligible to learn magic."

"That means pure blood, but he couldn't convince others, so he chose to leave school."

"And according to legend, Slytherin built a secret room in the castle, and everyone called this room the Chamber of Secrets."

"And after he closed the secret room, he left. Legend has it that when his heir returns to the school, the secret room will be opened and the horror inside will be released."

"By that time, it will be possible to get rid of all the... people in the school who Slytherin does not think are qualified to learn magic."

Professor McGonagall said, adjusting his glasses, a little hard to say.

"Descendants of Muggles, right?"

Hermione looked up at Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall nodded:

"Of course, the school organized several searches, but no such room has been found."

Hermione pondered for a while, and suddenly asked:

"Professor, did the legend mention that what is in the secret room?"

"It is said that the things in the secret room can only be controlled by the descendants of Slytherin. I heard that there is a... terrifying monster living in it."

"Okay everyone, that's all for this topic, let's start practicing now."

After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, he returned to the desk on the podium, lowered his head and got busy.

......

The class ended with a heated discussion among the students.

Sean hurriedly left the classroom after class.

Malfoy breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Sean was gone and didn't settle the bill with himself.

"What's wrong Malfoy? You look worried about what Sean did to you?"

"Would Slytherins be afraid of the Chamber of Secrets opener?"

In the distance, a few Gryffindors sneered.

Malfoy glanced at them, did not reply, but led the Slytherins towards the dormitory.

Gryffindor saw that Malfoy and the others did not dare to speak, and became even more arrogant, and a called Lance stood in front of Slytherin:

"What's wrong? Say it if you're scared! I just didn't expect pure blood to be scared?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A bunch of Gryffindors couldn't help but laugh.

"What's the matter? Are you afraid that you will be so ignorant that you have to squeeze someone out in order to feel at ease?"

A sharp voice sounded, and Pansy stepped out of the crowd.

At this time, Pansy is no longer a buck tooth, but has undergone plastic surgery. Now she looks like a little princess and looks very cute.

But her poisonous tongue attribute has not changed at all!

"You know what you remind me of?"

Pansy sneered and spit venom:

"You remind me of the Muggles who were afraid of wizards in the past, think about those Muggles, just because they were afraid, they would slander the same kind as wizards, and then continue to execute the same kind."

"Ignorance, ignorance, just like you are now."

Everyone in Gryffindor stiffened, and one of them said angrily:

"Then what do you say about the fact that Sean is there every time? Besides him, who else has a grudge against William?"

Pansy walked slowly in front of the Gryffindors, and said in a strange tone:

"Oh my Merlin! Actually, if it wasn't for Prefect Sean who was worried that some disobedient Gryffindors would not return to the dormitory in the middle of the night and went to check on the castle..."

"Who the hell knows when that kid named William and Filch's goddamn cat will be found!"

"If you can use this imagination in the right place, and read more books, you will find that Salazar Slytherin is dead."

"And we, not Salazar!"

"Now, please get out of the way. It's our self-restraint to not have the same knowledge as you, but it doesn't mean that you can do anything wrong here!"

Having said that, Pansy strode forward, knocked off the little Gryffindor lion at the front, and strode forward.

The other little snakes also smiled disdainfully and left the scene with Pansy.

Gryffindor's lion cubs made fun of themselves, looked at each other, and dispersed.

On the second floor platform, Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall watched this scene, Dumbledore sighed:

"Look at that! New blood, new ideas, how much more surprises Sean can bring to me."

Professor McGonagall's face was a little gloomy:

"Professor Dumbledore, who do you think opened the Chamber of Secrets? What if it was really Slytherin?"

Dumbledore looked at the phoenix flying in the distance and said with a smile:

"It won't be Slytherin, I have a feeling that they no longer trust the bloodline."

"We've been working on things we haven't done for years, Minerva. Sean did it with a few mice, ho ho ho ho..."

"I don't know if it's because we're getting old, or if this little guy Sean is much smarter than us..."

Professor McGonagall also smiled and nodded:

"Actually, professors now rate Slytherin highly because they are talented, ambitious, and have more resources than other students."

"In this context, as long as the little wizards of St. 500 Lytherin change their faults, it's hard for the professors to like it or not."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, then said lightly:

"I'm going to leave for a while to meet my old friend, and the academy will be handed over to you for the time being, Minerva."

Professor McGonagall could naturally think that Dumbledore must have gone to see Grindelwald on this trip. He didn't say much, and nodded:

"be careful."

......

At this moment, Sean is in the bathroom on the first floor.

"What's wrong, Hart, in such a hurry."

When Sean was in class, the gold coin decoration in his palm was already hot.

Logically, Hart knew Sean was in class.

After Hart bowed and saluted, he frowned and said:

"We've had a lot of whistleblowing letters from wizards saying all the news about Hogwarts can't be sent."

Sean nodded suddenly:

"This is what I did, don't worry about them, it will be fine after a while."

Hart breathed a sigh of relief and took out a letter:

"Recently, Malfoy's car dealership has opened, and there are a lot of flying cars in the magic world. This is a letter from Howell specifically for me to bring you."

Sean nodded and didn't shy away from Hart, he opened it and looked at it.

"Dear Sean Sebastian:

It's been a few days since we said goodbye last time, and your teachings are still in my ears.

With you, I always learn some wonderful theories, and I am very grateful for that.

Of course, I am writing to you this time for two reasons.

One, the voting for this term will start in two months, and I may need some funds for this.

Becoming the Minister of Magic will allow me to better assist you in your career.

2. In view of the recent sharp increase in the number of flying cars, I have an immature idea. I would like to apply for the establishment of a flying car flight safety department to manage flying cars.

If the transaction is successful, it will enhance my voice in the Ministry of Magic, and it will also add some merits.

I'd love to hear your thoughts on this.

Hope we can meet soon and wish you good health.