Just Became Richest Man: Received Admission Letter from Hogwarts

"The spell is very simple, just bring it to you!"

Professor Flitwick held his wand and pointed at Sean:

"Bring it to you."

Sean's wand didn't move.

Sean shook his head:

"No, you have to be righteous, and you have to be strong even if you are not right! Add a little domineering, the accent is on the first word, read it with me, and bring it to you!"

Sean felt very weird. He didn't expect that he would teach spells to a spell professor one day.

And it's still such an unorthodox curse!

"Bring it to you!"

With Professor Flitwick's voice, Sean's wand instantly came out of his hand and landed in his hand.

Holding Sean's wand, Professor Flitwick fell into contemplation:

"Actually, this spell is very general. Of course, I have no other intentions, just an objective evaluation."

"The difficulty of this spell can be said to be comparable to the difficulty of the oblivion spell, the thunderbolt explosion, and the difficulty of Professor Snape's magic."

"On the same level of difficulty, it's not worth learning this kind of magic spell that doesn't hurt and can only be unexpected."

"If you let an ordinary little wizard study, he may have to study for half a year, which is not cost-effective."

"But as a second-year student, you can create this kind of spell, which is already excellent, and your spell class this year is full of marks!"

Professor Flitwick said with a smile.

"Clap clap clap..."

The little wizards around couldn't help but applaud.

Sean was horrified.

He found that he still underestimated the short professor!

He is more terrifying than Sean imagined, and in just two times, he has learned a new advanced spell!

And the difficulty and disadvantages of the spell were analyzed at once.

If it weren't for the extremely high attainments in magic spells, there would be no way to do such a thing!

At this time, Wei 493 Luo looked at Sean's figure and fell into deep thought.

In a trance, Willow suddenly felt that the figure she saw more than half a year ago seemed to overlap with the little guy in front of her!

A guess that had long been abandoned came to Willow's mind again.

"No, no, it's impossible. The two of them appeared at the same time. How could there be a magic spell to make them appear at the same time."

Willow comforted herself.

Just then, the school bell rang.

"Oh~ I'm sorry Willow, I seem to have ruined your first class."

Professor Flitwick came back to his senses and said with a look of remorse.

"No no no, Professor Flitwick, you actually taught the children a wonderful lesson!"

"If you want to defend against the spell, you must understand the spell, understand its strengths and weaknesses, and then click on the surface to break it!"

Willow smiled and summed up the lesson, then looked at the crowd and said:

"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, our first class is here. I hope you can give me a report when you go back."

"The question is, why Mr. Sean Sebastian can easily flick off other people's spells, and make the same action as Granger, but fail."

"Goodbye classmates."

"Goodbye Professor Willow."

After the little wizards finished speaking, they turned their heads and walked outside.

"Professor Willow, I don't have to write it, right?"

Sean stepped forward and asked with a smile.

Willow nodded:

"Of course, I don't think ordinary students can make Professor Flitwick so excited. Your homework is waived. See you next class."

Seeing Willow's reaction, Sean knew she didn't see the problem.

As long as he didn't see it, Sean was relieved.

In fact, Sean also knows that killing three criminals is not a big deal, not to mention that there are still people from Sean in the Ministry of Magic, Sean is absolutely impossible.

Sean is just afraid of trouble. It's better to have less than one more thing, isn't it?

Walking out of the classroom, Sean found Hermione waiting for him outside the door.

"Sean, can we choose to enter the second level this year?"

Sean pondered for a while, then nodded;

"Okay, I'm going to enter the third level, tonight is the same, let's gather in Slytherin.".

Chapter 142 Plot World I Am a Wandering Warrior

"But before that, let's go to dinner first."

After all, Sean took Hermione and followed everyone towards the auditorium.

The auditorium was very crowded, and almost all the students were having dinner.

Sean took Hermione, Malfoy and others to sit down at the Slytherin table.

The current Slytherin table, but the gathering place of everyone's eyes.

For nothing else, most of the Slytherin students have undergone plastic surgery because of the discount coupons that Sean sent.

After all, as a pure blood, you can still get money for cosmetic surgery, not to mention discount coupons.

As soon as Sean sat down, a white owl flew over and placed a red letter in front of Malfoy.

?

A question mark slowly appeared on Malfoy's head.

"Look! Malfoy has a roar letter!"

"Hahahaha, watch the fun!"

"Last year, Mr. Malfoy scolded Draco, and it's going to happen again this year, hahaha!"

"Malfoy, open it up!"

Malfoy was as pale as last year!

Sean suddenly felt that this scene was exactly the same as last year, when Malfoy received the roaring letter last year.

Malfoy opened it with trembling hands:

"Draco Malfoy!"

"I don't know what to say about you, you made me a laughing stock in front of my friends!"

"Your behavior... I'm ashamed! You kissed Mandrakes! If you think so much about men and women, come back immediately, and I'll arrange a marriage for you!"

"If, I mean, if I see you being disgraced in the community again, I'll throw you into Azkaban, and you'll lose the face of our Malfoy family!"

"This is the last Draco, don't make me repeat it!"

After all, the roar letter shattered on its own and became pieces.

At this time, Sean looked at Ron, who was gloating in the distance.

"It stands to reason that Mrs. Molly wouldn't let Ron go so easily."

Sean muttered to himself, and Hermione next to him nodded in sympathy:

"I have a feeling that Ron is going to have bad luck."

Sean also nodded and said loudly:

"Ron, let me tell you a secret. I can tell fortunes. I see that your Yintang is black. I'm afraid something bad is going to happen."

Ron looked disdainful:

"No, if my mother wanted to trouble me, she would have sent a shouting letter to me."

"Actually, Ron Weasley! I've come to see you myself!"

Suddenly, Mrs. Molly opened the door of the auditorium and rushed in under the terrified eyes of everyone. She grabbed Fred and George by the collars in one hand, and Ron in the other, and dragged the three of them out of the door.

"Hello Sean, I may be a little busy right now."

Mrs Molly turned her head and said.

Sean nodded:

"Of course Mrs. Molly, if you didn't know, Ron seems to have joined an organization called the Evil Dragon Society and became a member."

"His four leaders are by your side."

As soon as Mrs. Molly looked down, she saw four pale and blank faces.

"You four come with me too."!"

Mrs. Molly said, and took seven Gryffindors out at once.

What happened after that, Sean doesn't know.

All I know is that about half an hour later, Ron and his four Evil Dragon Society leaders returned to the auditorium with their butts covered, and announced in public that the Evil Dragon Society would be renamed the Evil Dragon Study Group.

Sean had to admit that Mrs. Molly was the absolute authority in the governance of the Gryffindor lion cubs.

What a great woman she has brought up seven Gryffindors!

As for Fred, who was taken away together, Sean didn't see him come back before he left.