"It's not a matter of money or money!" Ron said to Clark in a huff.

The golden Garon pressed on the power of attorney, blooming with a charming light, making his tone involuntarily soften a lot.

You know, since he was a child, he hasn't had so much pocket money.

As a cousin, Clark naturally sensed Ron's vacillation through his tone.

"Plus two gold galleons, but also have to cooperate with our interview, talk about your feelings in this incident, and reflect on it."

Ron opened his mouth to refuse, but with the addition of the other two gold gallons, he only felt like his tongue was glued to his jaw.

Clark smiled.

"Please, Ron, as your cousin, am I going to hurt you?

Come on, sign this deal, seven gold Galleons is just enough for you to buy a new wand.

Think about your recent problems in class, I doubt that one day, that broken log will cast a spell in reverse and send you to St. Mungo's Hospital. ”

Ron swallowed, Clark knew that he was already tempted at this time, but he couldn't get past the level of comments from others, after all, there were other classmates in this lounge, and his menacing appearance just now was all seen.

Fortunately, someone helped him out at this time, and George took the initiative to stand up and press Ron's shoulder to persuade, "It's not worth it, Ron." It's only seven gold Galleons, let me replace you, I'm not afraid of losing face. ”

"I'll sign it!"

Ron picked up the gold galleon with a brush, held the quill in his hand, and quickly signed the authorization form.

While signing, he also comforted himself in his heart, "It's not that I'm greedy for money, it's just that the other party gave too much." ”

Seeing that a storm had subsided under Clark's manipulation, the Gryffindor students who had gathered around him dispersed.

However, they were still impressed by what had happened just now, and some of the little wizards were still talking about seven gold galleons in their mouths.

For these little wizards, this money is already a huge amount of money, and they don't laugh at Ron at all, but start to envy him.

Clark lamented in his heart the alienation of money from people, making people abandon etiquette and shame, and at the same time satisfied with the effect of his own gold and horse bones.

Presumably, after tonight, most students should know that a young wizard in the second year earned seven gold galleons just by relying on a piece of news.

At this time, George and Fred suddenly came up to Clark and looked at him with bright eyes, startling him.

"We can also provide news materials."

"No seven Galleons for the authorized signing fee."

"Four Galleons!"

"Three Galleons!"

"As long as we give money, we can make news without news."

The twin brothers sang and harmonized, as if talking about cross talk, which made Hermione laugh, and the unhappiness caused by Ron just now disappeared immediately.

Clark looked at them and scolded, "Fuck off." ”

The two guys put away the posters and left with a fuss.

Clark looked at Hermione and began to educate her about today.

"When you encounter this kind of thing in the future, don't force it, we are an organized and related campus group, and we need to talk about methods to do things, like today, you can solve it with a little money, so don't intensify the conflict."

Hermione nodded, taking the words in her head.

"Well, I was just going to look for you," Clark looked at the class schedule, "There happens to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts class tomorrow, you can cooperate with me." Now that the content of the school magazine is almost complete, it is time for us to invite the editor-in-chief to take place. ”

The next day, Defence Against the Dark Arts class began as scheduled.

Ever since the catastrophic incident of the elves in the first class, Professor Lockhart has decided never to bring living creatures into the class again, even with Clarke's help at the time.

This gave Clark a thumbs up for his decision, but it also made some of the young wizards who hadn't yet experienced the practical class complain.

But Lockhart was just arrogant, not really stupid, and he knew what he was good at.

So in today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he chose to read all the books he wrote to his students.

"In the dark night sky, there was a full moon, and in the bright moonlight, she sang in a low voice, a beautiful tune I had never heard before.

I hid in the grass, feeling like I was wrapped in soft velvet, and I felt like I smelled a rich fragrance in my nose.

I couldn't move, I couldn't even move a little finger, and I could only watch the boy named Jack walk towards Ruth, a female ghost bathed in the moonlight......"

Reading this, Lockhart looked up at the students below, "I need two people to play the female ghost Ruth and the young Jack, is there a willingness?" ”

Little wizards, look at me, I look at you, thank you for this kind of shameful thing.

But they already know from other colleges how retarded this behavior is, and it can be called like sitting on pins and needles, like a man's back, and like a fish in the throat.

Lockhart began to glance, and each of the little wizards avoided his gaze, burying their heads in silence.

Eventually, his gaze fell on Harry's, which made Harry feel a urge to urinate.

Fortunately, at this moment, first Hermione raised her hand, followed by Clark.

"Ah, great, Miss Granger, Mr. Prewitt, please come to the podium." Lockhart gave Harry a disappointed look and invited Clarke.

They walked up to the podium, with Hermione playing the singing ghost Ruth and Clark playing the bewitched young man, Jack.

"The young man's face showed an obsessive look, and the female ghost continued to sing a sad tune, and I even heard a trace of nostalgia and regret in it."

Hermione stood there, and actually sang it, it was a Muggle pop song, and it was just as sad and moving.

This was the first time Clark had heard Hermione sing, and he didn't expect her to sing so well, and he immediately showed a state of obsession.

Lockhart was pleased with their performance and continued: "...... Unfortunately, soon a dark cloud obscured the moon, and without the magical moonlight, the voice of the female ghost came to an abrupt end, and her face returned to a sluggish appearance......"

Hermione cooperated and stopped singing, a blank expression on her face, then turned her gaze to Clarke, and began to look fierce, waving her arms at him.

“…… The female ghost pounced on Jack, but the young man, who was confused by the voice, not only did not turn and run away, but took the initiative to meet him......"

At this time, the young wizards in the audience who were originally going to see Clarke's jokes were already moved by their performances and wonderful stories, and they were immersed in them, worrying about the dangerous situation that Jack was about to face.