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

Sean immediately shook his head:

"I didn't, I don't know, I haven't seen it, I was watching the game in the morning."

Hagrid nodded thoughtfully:

"You know, someone started hitting Ren Liu, and we suspect it's the guy in the secret room."

"Poor Punching Liu, since that's the case, I won't bother you anymore."

With that said, Hagrid turned to leave.

Others don't know, but Malfoy and the others know very well that the one who went to the Quidditch pitch in the morning was just Sean's avatar!

"Boss, did you attack Ren Liu?"

Malfoy looked surprised.

"Why are you asking so much, Hagrid didn't come to ask, I didn't do it."

Sean killed himself and refused to admit that he did it.

"Hagrid...I don't understand why the academy would let Hagrid be a ranger."

Malfoy frowned at the mention of Hagrid.

In fact, Sean is already very relieved. After all, Malfoy's name is Hagrid. You must know that when he first entered the school, Malfoy called him a half-blood giant.

To call others giants is an insult.

"What's wrong with Hagrid?"

Sean asked with a smile.

"You know, his lineage....my father told me..."

Before Malfoy could finish speaking, Sean slapped him on the head:

"Your father? Your father saw Hagrid's "five-three-three" madness? He saw him kill?"

"I told you Malfoy, look with your own eyes, and gossip stops with the wise."

"You are arrogant, Hagrid will definitely not give you a good face. You have to learn to respect everyone, and they will respect you."

Malfoy nodded thoughtfully, then suddenly raised his head and said:

"Then I respect them, but they don't respect me? Am I not ashamed?"

Sean burst out laughing and patted Malfoy on the shoulder:

"If you really meet that kind of person, then there's no need to talk nonsense with him. He doesn't deserve your respect."

"When the time comes, no matter what you do to him, other people will support you."

"Also, you are polite, others are not polite, it's not you, it's the other person who is embarrassed."

"Perhaps you should meet Hagrid. He's a very nice guy and very enthusiastic."

Malfoy was a little excited, and he was very keen to meet new people now.

"Like Mr. Arthur, right? Mr. Arthur is a nice guy, and I'm thankful he didn't dwell on my rudeness when we first met."

"The Weasleys, except for Ron, seem to be fine, but my father doesn't like them."

Since Arthur helped Malfoy change his car, Malfoy has been making a name for himself in front of his friends!

So when we met later, Malfoy seemed very polite.

Mr. Weasley didn't care about what he did at the beginning, and the relationship between the two naturally eased a lot.

Sean nodded:

"It's your father who doesn't like them, not you. No one can control your thoughts."

"Have a good game today. If you win, I'll take you to meet Hagrid. He has a lot of interesting things that you should be interested in."

"We will definitely win!"

Marcus held out a hand beside him.

Others put their hands on it.

The Quidditch players all put their hands together and looked at Sean.

"Do I want too?"

Sean chuckled and put his hand on it.

"One, two, three! Victory!!"

......

After lunch, everyone came to the Quidditch pitch again.

This time, Slytherin, the previous Quidditch champion, took the lead.

Sean looked around and found that the entire stadium was divided into two parts, one red and one green.

In the red camp are Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, who support Gryffindor.

In the green camp, Ravenclaw and Slytherin.

Ravenclaw has had a very good relationship with Slytherin lately.

At this moment, the Slytherin players flew out of the lounge in a neat line.

Lee Jordan left to start explaining:

"Okay we can see that Slytherin is shining brightly and each of them looks full of energy!"

"Oh! I have to admit that the Slytherin guys still look a bit handsome."

When Lee Jordan said this, the girls in the audience burst into screams!

"We can see that at the forefront is last year's MVP, Draco Malfoy!!"

"He looks so confident! Oh! He's waving at Ravenclaw!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The girls couldn't help screaming.

Sean also mixed his hand, took out his wand and pointed it in the air:

"bump!"

The fireworks exploded, and a Malfoy composed of green fireworks appeared in the air, causing everyone to cheer even more vigorously.

But it wasn't over, just as Gryffindor came out, Sean raised his wand again.

Another firework exploded in the sky, it was Harry Potter composed of red fireworks!

Two fireworks made a confrontation in the air!

"Roar!!! Long live!!"

"come on!!"

The crowd cheered for their favorite team.

At this moment, those with sharp eyes discovered that Harry and Malfoy, who were composed of fireworks, gradually turned into a coiled snake and a lion with claws and claws!

"It seems that the spell of Mr. Sean Sebastian from Slytherin seems to have made a new progress, and the fireworks have made the scene even more lively."

"Seriously, I just discovered that the match between Gryffindor and Slytherin is what everyone really wants to see!"

Lee Jordan's voice also trembled with excitement.

In the professor's stand, Professor McGonagall smiled and said:

"Little Sean is very good at heating up the atmosphere, isn't he?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded:

"I'll learn like him, look at these kids, they're going crazy!"

"By the way, why don't we take a gamble, who do you think will win?"

Willow was the first to say:

"Of course it's Slytherin, they..." When she said this, Willow suddenly remembered that she couldn't talk about the training room, and changed the conversation:

"They train very hard."

Professor McGonagall shook his head and said:

"Gryffindor has extra training during the holidays. If it weren't for our Seeker Harry who couldn't leave the house, I'm afraid it would be stronger. I bet Gryffindor, a gold Galleon."

Snape took out a golden Galleon and placed it with Willow's.

The meaning is self-evident, Abslytherin.

"Hohohoho... It seems that you all have a choice, then I... I'll bet on Gryffindor!"

Dumbledore said, took out a gold Galleon and put it together with Professor McGonagall.

The professors looked at the scene. Before this year, the flags of the students in the stands were usually colleges.

But this time, the professors saw more of an individual's name.

For example, Marcus, this guy is too handsome after plastic surgery, and after finishing his hairstyle, he is a proper sportsman.

For example, Malfoy, he already has the foundation, plus he caught the Golden Snitch last year, a proper star player.

There are also support for Harry Potter, and so on...

"Both sides have entered the court, and the referee Mrs. Hooch is ready to serve!"

"Beep!!"

"Serve! Slytherin is still the first to get the Quaffle, pass to the batter, wait, what is Gryffindor doing?"

Following Lee Jordan's voice, everyone looked at Gryffindor.

At this time, everyone in Gryffindor gathered in their own positions, waiting for Slytherin to attack.

"I understand!" Lee Jordan suddenly roared:

"Gryffindor is very clear that Slytherin is technically crushing them, and if they play hard one-on-one, there is no hope of winning."

"So they choose the defensive camp, no matter how strong Slytherin is, they will always hit the door!"

"They're waiting for a Slytherin miss!"

Everyone in Slytherin looked at each other and saw what Gryffindor was thinking.

Marcus immediately ordered:

"Attack, pay attention to cooperation!"

With that said, Marcus sprinted towards the opposing camp with the Quaffle in his arms.

Others scattered, looking for opportunities from no angle.

At this time, Wood found an opportunity and slammed into Marcus with his body, trying to steal!

Marcus found the opportunity and threw the Quaffle down below!

The moment the player got the Quaffle, he rushed straight towards the opponent's goalkeeper.

"Slytherin is attacking! You can see, it's about to hit the goal! Wait a minute! It's still passing the ball!"

"The Gryffindor players can't tell who is going to hit the door, and the Quaffle is being passed around quickly by several people."

"Now it's Slytherin's new player this year who has the ball and he wants to hit the goal! It's so obvious!!"

"It was stolen!!"

Lee Jordan couldn't help shouting in celebration!

Marcus watched the opponent rush to his goalkeeper with the Quaffle, and turned to look at the new player:

"What are you doing? What about tactics? Why don't you pass the ball!?"

The player blamed himself:

"Sorry captain, I thought I could open the door."

Marcus sighed. At this time, he couldn't stop it when he went back. He could only step forward and say:

"Don't play individual heroism, here, we are a team!"

"Follow the orders or get out of here!"

"1.6 Ding Ding Ding!!"

"Gryffindor is the first to get 15 points!!"

"Roar!!!"

In the stands, Gryffindor and Hufflepuff vigorously waved their flags.

Next, Gryffindor seemed to have discovered the scoring code, and kept attacking the two newcomers of Slytherin.

As long as the ball is in their hands, Gryffindor will inevitably direct two or three people to intercept them.

In a panic, Gryffindor can easily steal successfully.

Marcus gritted his teeth:

"Don't give them two, the four of us will fight by ourselves!"

In the stands, Sean frowned as he watched, these two newcomers were really too much.

The key is that even if the dishes are gone, I still want to show off!

No, Slytherin lost thirty points while talking and laughing!

If Sean were Marcus, he would also give up both teammates.

"Marcus, do I have to do it?"

Malfoy asked anxiously.

Marcus was still very courageous. He looked at the scoreboard and shook his head:

"Ravenclaw won by 175 points in the morning, we have to score four goals and finish with 60 points or Ravenclaw will win."

"You wait, hold Potter!"