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

Sean is looking forward to the Muggle Behavioral Studies class. He is looking forward to what kind of jokes this group of wizards can make in this class.

This expectation continued until Sean got the textbook issued by the professor, a book called "Introduction to Merlin's Thought and Ingland's Special Magical Ideas". The moment he got the book, Sean wanted to run away.

"It's all bullshit here!"

Hermione whispered to Harry.

Harry nodded solemnly, after all, although he was a pure-blood wizard, he had always lived in the Muggle world.

"Hey Harry, stop talking! Do you want me to take my own notes?"

Ron couldn't find the north at this time, and he didn't even take notes by himself. In his eyes, Harry was his royal dogleg.

"Hey Sean, I heard you're in the upper class of the Muggle world, and I want to ask, Muggles can really.... use a broom to clean? Sweep the floor?"

Sean looked at the sincere eyes of the professor and found that he was really asking questions from the heart, not Versailles!

In the eyes of these wizards, brooms are for riding!

"Uh...hehe, maybe..."

Sean replied with a dry smile.

Then, when the professor turned to write on the blackboard, Sean smeared oil on his feet and slipped away!

The speed of that running made even Malfoy and Hermione stunned.

Ron stared at the back door and exclaimed:

"Damn it, Sean ran faster than Professor Snape saw the shampoo! Is this class so scary?"

"Actually, we're leaving Ron too, and I'll never come to this classroom again."

Hermione packed up her books and stomped away with Harry.

Ron, who was left behind, struggled for a while, also holding the book, and walked towards the door with a cat on his waist.

"Mr. Weasley? What's the matter with you?"

The professor found out!

Ron smiled awkwardly:

"Ahaha! Professor, I'm imitating Muggle walks!"

The professor looked at Ron strangely:

"Muggles walk like we do, Ron. If you tell me directly you want to skip class, I won't deduct your points."

"10 points from Gryffindor! Come back to class and I'll check your notes after class!"

Ron's face was bitter, he turned his head to look, and found that Neville was the only one by his side!

Everyone else is in the back row!

It's impossible for Neville to help Ron take notes. Seriously, Ron doubts the credibility of Neville's own notes. His memory is even more unreliable than fish.

"What did the professor just say?"

Neville asked blankly.

"really!"

Ron slapped his forehead and looked at Neville speechlessly.

The two were sitting together, looking thoughtless and unhappy.

If Sean was here, he would die laughing in Muggle Behavior Studies.

But at this time, Sean was sitting in the Great Hall having afternoon tea, and Hogwarts would provide afternoon tea and snacks.

"Seriously, that class was so boring."

Harry said, and accidentally dropped the biscuit on the ground.

Sean took out his magic broom and got up to clean.

After all, in Sean's view, it's quite a shame to eat like a child.

And Hermione and Harry both looked at Sean with a bloody look on their faces.

Hermione couldn't help but said:

"Sean, please stop your Muggle behavior immediately."

Sean stared at each other for a moment and couldn't help laughing.

Sean put away his broom, took his wand and tapped:

"Clean up."

The cookie crumbs on the ground disappeared instantly.

Hermione, Sean and the others sat on the chairs, laughing inexplicably.

"Do Muggles use brooms to sweep? Hahahahahaha!!"

Hermione hugged Sean and spoke in the professor's tone, laughing out of breath.

"Hey, why are you so happy."

George came over sneakily, and it seemed that he knew that he had done nothing good.

This is Sean's only feeling for Gryffindor!

"Sean, Harry, you escaped without me! George? Why are you here?"

Ron came over with a miserable face, and saw that George was obviously surprised.

"Ron's going to skip class, I'll tell Mom, Ron's going to be spanked."

George said with a smirk.

Ron didn't seem to care anymore, and slumped in his chair:

"I got 10 points...too much, damn it!"

Sean chuckled lightly:

"It's okay Ron, after all, Gren has a lot of "points", so deducting ten points is nothing for you, just normal Gryffindor performance."

"Sean, can you come over here? I have something to say to you alone."

George said shyly.

Although Sean was puzzled, he got up and followed George to a corner with no one.

"Sean, Rita is going on a date with me, it's the weekend, you must help me!"

Sean suddenly remembered the scene of their last date, shaking his head like a rattle:

"Go away George, I don't want to get involved in your weird love."

With that said, Sean is leaving.

Who knew that George lay directly on the ground, holding Sean's thigh, as if Sean wouldn't get up if he didn't agree.

"George, I really can't help you, I haven't even been in love yet."

When George heard Sean's words, he looked suspicious.

"I don't care, Sean, Rita is your servant, and you have to help me."

Sean rolled his eyes:

"I'm only responsible for helping them complete their employment issues. Do I have to worry about lifelong matters?"

"Sean, please."

Looking at George's appearance, Sean helped his forehead:

"Okay George, but you're not allowed to drink this time, and you're not allowed to enter the room, you know what I mean."

"I promise, we're just dating."

Sean was relieved.

After all, under wizard law, it is illegal for an adult wizard, male or female, to fall in love with an underage wizard.

Maybe even sent to Azkaban, Sean doesn't want to lose a good guy.

George got up from the ground and patted his clothes:

"Then we've agreed that on the weekend, Hogsmeade, Three Broomsticks, see you soon."

With that said, George turned his head briskly and left.

Sean looked at his back with a big head, and the ghost knew what the hell could be wrong with this weird couple.

Sean was thinking that if Mrs. Molly knew that her daughter-in-law was about her age, she would definitely have a brain hemorrhage on the spot.

Back at the dinner table, Sean found that quite a few little wizards had come for dinner.

Sitting in the chair, Sean was thinking about the latest arrangement.

Sean really doesn't have time to go into the training room lately.

After all, he's going to be the headmaster soon, Sean has to be on call at all times, and there's a rat lurking in the dark.

The most important thing is that Sean created a big trouble, and it is still hidden in the castle, and maybe the little wizard will lose his life because of it.

Sean has to be on call in the castle, both for system quests and for Hogwarts.

Just as Sean was thinking, Malfoy came over and sat next to Sean.

It's rare that Malfoy didn't fight Harry as soon as he came up, mainly because they could see Sean thinking and didn't dare to disturb.

Seeing Sean recovering, Ron suddenly frowned and asked:

"Sean, where did you see such a terrifying creature? I almost couldn't sleep last night."

Sean can only laugh dryly:

"It's a story I heard when I was a kid."

Hermione rolled her eyes:

"It's not normal Sean, we all grew up listening to Snow White, Cinderella."

"What is that? A disease?"

Malfoy interrupted suddenly, and he was greeted by the rolling eyes of the four around him.

"Snow White, Cinderella, it sounds like a disease, and it's quite serious, all gray..."

Malfoy shrank his neck.

"Let's go see Hagrid, he should be in a bad mood right now."

Sean said, turned his head and walked out of the auditorium.

The others quickly followed, following Sean to the door of Hagrid's hut.

“Tuk tuk tuk…”

Sean knocked on Hagrid's door, and when Hagrid opened it, he could see bloodshot eyes.

Hagrid was obviously surprised when he saw Sean and others:

"I didn't expect Potter, Weasley and Malfoy to go together, I'm honestly surprised."

Sean walked into the room, sat down and asked:

"How's it going Hagrid lately, don't stress too much, I'll take care of this."

Hagrid shook his head:

"You know, I'm not feeling well, those comments make me sad."

Sean can only sigh, although this big guy looks rough, but his mind is still very delicate and soft.

"By the way, I heard there's some trouble in the castle? Tell me, I'm tight-lipped Sean."

Hagrid looked gossipy at Sean.

"Come on Hagrid, I believe you said you grew up on Veritaserum, but it's no secret."

Sean rolled his eyes. Hagrid kept a secret? Don't be ridiculous, Veritaserum is probably Hagrid's condiment.

But Sean still explained everything that happened yesterday.

"Oh! That's really... troublesome."

"I'll pay attention for you, is that a woman in white?"

Hagrid was distracted, and his mental state was significantly better.

"Go away, this is what I saw first, bot!"

Malfoy said grimly.

"If whoever sees it first is whoever sees it first, the world is in chaos, Draco."

Ron stood in front of Harry and sneered.

Seeing them quarreling again, Sean was speechless:

"Enough for two, shut up, we should go, it's getting dark, if you don't want to be entangled by Sadako."

Hearing Sadako's name, Malfoy and Ron fought a cold war at the same time, and walked quickly outside.

Along the way, the two of them walked fast, for fear of being entangled by Sadako if they walked slowly.

In terms of counseling, these two are the responsibility of Hogwarts.

Back in the dormitory, Sean took out his mobile phone, lay on the bed and checked the surveillance.

It has to be said that Sadako really contributed a lot to the order of Gryffindor.

As the academy that likes night tours the most, there is not a single little wizard in the entire castle today.