Hogwarts starts with stealing power

Chapter 55 Betting at the Opening Market

Draco met Lin Xia in the common room, and the first thing Lin Xia said to him was:
"Write to Uncle Lucius, my matter is done!"

Draco was startled, his lips slightly opened, and he couldn't hide his excitement and waved his hands vigorously.

"Lin Xia, I know that nothing can trouble you!"

……

Perhaps because of the professor's acquiescence, or perhaps because the young wizards were keenly aware of something, the rumors about Lin Xia did not dissipate over time, but intensified.

Even the senior seniors also joined the discussion.

Among them, the Weasley twins even made a bet on Lin Xia, betting on when Lin Xia's good deeds would be revealed.

First gear: within one day, odds 1:20
Second gear: within three days, odds 1:10
Third gear: within one month, odds 1:1.5
Draco often buys items and news from his twin seniors, so he knew they were opening the market immediately and specifically mentioned it to Lin Xia.

Lin Xia's eyes flashed slightly and asked with interest: "How many gold Galleons do you have?"

Draco said excitedly: "One hundred gold galleons, what, you want to bet too?"

Lin Xia felt that the Weasley twins were quite business-minded and had a good reputation among the lower-grade students, except that they liked to bully their younger brother Ron.

"Bet, why not bet? This is free money for us. I will receive the manuscript from the magazine tomorrow."

Draco's eyes widened and he became eager to try: "How much do you have? Let's all bet on the first bet. The odds are big enough!"

Lin Xia thought for a while: "First ask the twins how much their current bonus pool is. We can't empty out their bonus pool and let them have negative equity."

When it comes to making money, peace is the most important thing. Everyone has to make money. Harmony brings wealth.

Draco immediately ran to find out the news.

But I don’t know if Draco, his old employer, is too close to Lin Xia. Everyone knows that he is Lin Xia’s good friend, which makes the twins wary.

Instead of telling Draco the amount of the prize pool, the twins proposed a new method of cooperation.

At night, Lin Xia heard the news brought by Draco, closed the book and smiled.

"You said they want to cooperate with me and share the prize pool together?"

Draco nodded and said with some annoyance: "Later I said I wanted to place a bet, but the twins refused to give it to me. They also said that if I kept pestering them, they wouldn't even accept bets from first-year students."

Lin Xia Youyou asked: "Then did they talk about the distribution ratio?"

Draco: "They get 50% of the money earned, and you get 50%."

Lin Xia said decisively: "They have 40%, we have 60%, and I will give you 10% of it. I can't let you run errands in vain. If they accept this proposal, you will tell them the news about me."

Draco hesitated: "If you don't tell me any more, you get 70%. They are taking advantage of your reputation."

Lin Xia shook his head and said meaningfully: "You have to make some money for others, otherwise, if something good happens next time, how will they remember you? Four or six is ​​enough."

"Also, please remind them that large bets are not accepted. This is just for fun, but students cannot be bankrupted. If it goes too far, the school will definitely take action."

Draco: "Don't worry, they are still very experienced. The minimum investment is one copper Nat, the maximum is one Silver Sickle, and gold Galleons are not accepted."

That night, Draco reached an agreement with the twins on behalf of Lin Xia.

Knowing that the news about Lin Xia would be spread tomorrow, the twins immediately raised the odds and announced that they would seal the deal tonight.

Ron heard the news and ran to his brother to place a bet.

In the evening, the entire Gryffindor common room was bustling with people. Not only the juniors, but also the seniors rarely gathered together to place bets and discuss Lin Xia's affairs.

Ron squeezed in from the crowd and chose the one-month slot very conservatively. His brothers looked at each other and said nothing.

Harry was also brought over by Ron to place bets together, while Mikel was unwilling to pay even a single silver coin.

Hermione was different. She lowered all three gears and got a Silver Sickle, which she called the "Law of Ten Thousand Victories."

Perhaps it was Hermione's expression that was too confident, coupled with her extraordinary academic aura, so Ron followed suit and voted for the other two levels. At night, in the golden wooden house, Lin Xia concentrated on practicing.

Before practicing, she boiled a piece of "dragon's nerve" again as a training material.

She originally thought that ten "dragon nerves" would be enough to support her in breaking through the third level of skin refining and entering the meat refining level.

But after taking it continuously, I discovered that the body's absorption of "dragon nerves" became less and less obvious.

The body seems to have become resistant and begins to resist the absorption of such supplements.

Just like taking medicine, even supplements, if you take too much, the positive stimulation to the body will be reduced.

Lin Xia twisted her body and performed various difficult and extreme movements in order to stimulate the potential of various organs and even cells.

The body gradually became hot, and after lasting for a while, it quickly weakened and was far less lasting than before.

An hour later, Lin Xia finished her practice, and her red body quickly faded away and returned to its normal appearance.

Lin Xia stared down at her arm and frowned slightly.

"You can't take it anymore. You have to stop taking it for at least a while. Before that, you have to find a replacement."

It was a pity that she felt that the third level of skin refining was already halfway through.

If her cultivation resources can be replenished, she is sure to make a breakthrough this month.

……

The first class in the morning was potions class.

As expected, Hogwarts has expanded its teachers. Although the number of students in class remains the same, students from the four major colleges come to attend the lectures, finally achieving "four colleges under one roof".

What makes the little badgers a little painful is that they have to attend two potions classes in a row.

Perhaps the school found that this year's freshmen were very poor at handling potions, so they increased the duration of potions classes.

Fortunately, Harry was absent from this class.

Unfortunately, Professor Snape's temper remained bad.

In the past, when Harry was around, he only targeted Gryffindors.

There is no Harry now, he is targeting all houses, even Slytherin is under his radar.

The little wizard was learning the sobriety potion at this time, which was the second magic potion he learned after the scabies potion.

The purpose of sobering agents is to avoid falling into sleep and to awaken from anesthesia or concussion.

"Maybe you should go to the bathroom and see how much water has been poured into your brain. You haven't remembered any of the key points that have been emphasized over and over again. I have said many times that you need to add six snake teeth to the mortar, six!"

A little Slytherin wizard couldn't help but complain to his companions: "I remember he only lectured on theory for twenty minutes, and then kept asking us to practice. How could he lecture so many times?"

Snape's voice suddenly came from behind him: "It seems that you are not satisfied with my teaching methods. Why don't you stand on the podium and let all the students see what you do."

This is an affirmative sentence, not a question.

The student was so stiff that he didn't dare to make a sound.

Snape said slowly: "What, this is the nobility that Slytherin advocates, and he doesn't even have the courage to challenge difficulties?
Or do you think you are more stupid than those reckless lions, mediocre badgers, and eaglets who can only talk with their mouths? "

Now, immediately, immediately, stand on the podium, I don't want to repeat it a third time. "

Snape's voice was cold and low, like the murmur of a crawling snake. Coupled with the fact that the basement was dark and damp, the effect was full of horror.

The Slytherin student had to stand on the podium and make the sobering potion from scratch.

What a disaster!
　The bad news: Didn't make the cut.

　　A piece of good news: you can try to see if you can be resurrected. So, let’s give it another try! The follow-up reading next Tuesday is very important. I hope everyone can come and take a look. If the resurrection is successful, there will still be 20 more chapters on the shelves!
　　I don’t have many manuscripts saved. I have been working hard on writing after finishing my work these days. Sometimes I fall asleep while writing. I hope all brothers and sisters can give me your help!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)