Chapter 17 I Started to Lie to Myself

The huge reaction of many people pulling out money at the same time directly alarmed the people of several other houses, but Ravenclaw said that it had nothing to do with them, and the Gryffindors were stopped by their own prefects with a look of eagerness in their eyes - as for Slytherin, he turned his head after scolding the hillbilly with disdain, this behavior was not against the school rules, and they could just see. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

But someone stood up, and Anne walked over in a few steps, standing in front of Marshall, who was surprised to receive a pile of bets, and her voice was still as light and cruel as before, but in Marshall's ears at this moment was no less than the voice of the devil.

"Well, it seems that my brother is involved in this bet, so it's not too much to ask for a small commission, right?"

Marshall seemed to see the black wings behind Anne and the fangs at the corners of her mouth.

But unfortunately, people have to bow their heads under the eaves - especially if he can't beat Allen.

Although Allen knew neither the stakes nor the odds, he still got a cut of the profit from Marshall - and without his knowledge.

What the?

Marshall's loss of money?

Well, this question is not spiritual - when has the dealer ever lost?

Even if everyone pressed Alan to solve those elves in a short time, Marshall still succeeded in accurately killing the elves and the number of times the magic was used to successfully set up a gamble for this gamble.

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It's fast approaching the weekend of the first week of school, which is the day when officially allowed third-graders to leave school.

This also means that Anne doesn't need Allen's illusion charm to get in and out on her own - yes, it's just a school rule, and if you don't get caught, you don't have to break it.

There are also Alan's roommates who pass, but the previous combination is one less person.

Poor Marshall.

The unlucky kid made Professor Lockhart almost sell himself, and now it is said that he is helping first-year students secretly write thesis manuscripts to make money.

Here's the thing.

As the students went to the professor's class, Pomfrey of the school entered the classroom with a look of helplessness, and announced the news in a barely emotional voice - their new, dear professor of the dark arts was seriously ill due to the lack of adaptation, so he could not give them the first defense against the dark arts class of the new semester.

Hearing the news, everyone's eyes looked at Marshall's classmate - that is, he swore that he would definitely open this time, but now that he has encountered this situation, according to the unwritten rules, he will not only have to refund all the gambling money, but also have to pay about 20% of the compensation。。。。。。

It is worth mentioning that some people have put all sorts of bets on the lack of liquid cash - for example, a month's metamorphosis post-class thesis, a miserable experience in divination that is enough for two weeks, a week's laundry, and so on.

There is no doubt that at the time of the reversal of the gamble, these debts fell directly on Marshall's head.

It's a tragic story.

However, the story doesn't end there.

According to several well-informed sources in Ravenclaw, whose knowledge has even been approved by several of the seniors in the portrait, Professor Lockhart was hospitalized with serious injuries.

As for why Mrs. Ponred pretended to have a Lin Bingbing expression?

The answer was very simple, she was holding back a smile all the time.

After all, the reason why Professor Lockhart was seriously injured was a little too miraculous - in order to assert his authority in front of his senior classmates, Professor Lockhart decided to play big.

He chose more swift creatures than the elves who made him ugly during the day in order to scare the older students, and in order to stop himself from becoming a laughing stock for his failed spell casting, the professor decided to conduct a rehearsal in his break room.

What a ruthless manβ€”probably so much that Professor Lockhart had deceived himself, and he really thought he was capable of subduing that guy, and as for the day, it was just a mistake by a great man.

Anyway, Professor Lockhart managed to get himself into the hospital - it was Dumbledore who saved him.

But this is gossip, no one will endorse its accuracy, let alone Professor Lockhart, even if he is a donkey professor, he still stays in the position of Defence Against the Dark Arts professor!

Professor Snape, who didn't believe in evil, had about 10,000 MMPs to say, but Dumbledore still prevented him from dying.

No matter how hard the school was about it, Alan had a lot of fun anyway - compared to Hogwarts, which didn't even have money to spend, Hogsmeade had no homework, no papers, no elusive filch and no rules, and there were prank props, all kinds of desserts, all kinds of magic knick-knacks, all kinds of drinks - of course, if you had enough gold gallons.

After another wave of shrinkage, the group returned to the campus near noonβ€”and at the moment they entered, they found poor Marcel drying clothes, which by the style clearly did not belong to him.

There is no doubt that the hapless child is paying off the debt again - Alan and the others swaggered by, and then they pulled out a snack, biscuits, candy or something, and spread out a huge cloth to start the day's lunch in the sun.

Come on Marshall, we're optimistic about you!

Unfortunately, good times are always short-lived, just as they were having lunch, a reddened bear and two people walked over in a group, and a combination of a dwarf and two bodyguards kept a distance of nearly ten meters from them.

It wasn't until they approached Eren that they recognized him.

It was Harry, them, and Malfoy, and his two henchmen.

The bear was Ronβ€”his hair was still visible to the naked eye, and from time to time Harry and Hermione magically scraped off a lump of itβ€”and judging by the large bag Harry was carrying, it had been a long-standing act.

As for Malfoy on the other side, he lowered his head and vomited a few green bugs from time to time - because of Allen's suggestion, Ron used his brother's private money to buy a new wand during the holidays, and the old wand was shining again in the hands of the twin brothers, Ron's new wand didn't go wrong even in the rollover if it fit the owner's nature, and it obviously gave Malfoy a perfect blow.

Alan silently put down the cake in his hand and got up to greet itβ€”it seemed that this meal was not eating.