Just Became Richest Man: Received Admission Letter from Hogwarts

This time, the griffin's wings were directly removed by Sean, and one of them was unstable and fell to the ground.

Sean had the experience of fighting a griffin last time, so naturally he couldn't rush past it foolishly.

"After suffering a loss from the last Griffin, in order to deal with thick-skinned creatures like you, I have already made preparations."

Sean said, a black shotgun appeared in his hand. .

Chapter 144 Newt Comes to Animagus

"Eat my big gun!"

Sean held the wand in one hand and the shotgun in the other, and the shotgun's muzzle was placed on the arm of the other hand, and he fired two shots at the griffin. "Boom! Boom!"

"Ow!!! Roar!!"

Griffin's eyes were instantly blasted by steel balls, and the furious Griffin spewed a flame of poisonous gas in front of him.

Sean held his breath, rolled on the spot, and hid behind the tree to reload the bullet.

After the bullets were loaded, Sean walked out of the bunker and strode towards the Griffin.

After reaching a distance of one meter from the griffin, Sean aimed at the head of the griffin and said coldly:

"Goodbye."

"boom!"

With one shot, the head of the griffin was directly shattered by Sean ~ more than half!

Griffin struggled twice, and then completely stopped moving.

When Sean packed himself up and walked out of the woods, the Cavaliers were pacing the fields nervously - waiting for Sean to return.

Seeing Sean's return, their eyes showed ecstasy:

"The warriors succeeded!"

"Long Live the Warriors!"

Sean turned his head to look, only to find that even Duke Kenneth came out of the city and stood watching from a distance.

And that long live warrior was shouted by the residents of the entire city, and the momentum was shocking.

Kenneth was very trustworthy and handed over the pages that had promised Sean to Sean before saying:

"Warrior, I really want to keep you here for two days, but your identity... You also know that there are constant frictions between countries now."

"If you are willing to change your nationality and stay here, I will seal you up as a small nobleman, and give you half of the first night rights of young women in the city!"

Sean almost dropped his chin at Duke Kenneth's words. Speaking of which, Sean only now remembered that there was indeed such a bad habit in the ancient West.

It is the lord of a place, who enjoys the first night rights of all women in the locality. Only after the lord has enjoyed it, can a woman marry.

If you marry without authorization, you will be beheaded!

And this is a matter of course, and Kenneth is not alone in complying with such regulations.

Thinking of this, Sean hurriedly waved his hand:

"No Lord, I'm just a wanderer, I'm used to this kind of life."

Kenneth was obviously disappointed, but looking at Sean's eyes became more appreciative:

"Warrior, if one day you are tired from wandering, you can return to Bange City at any time. What I just said will always be valid for you!"

In the end, Sean stayed at Kenneth again and again and set foot on the ship to the Half-Dragon Kingdom.

It is worth mentioning that when Sean got on the boat, almost all the residents of Bange City came to the pier to see him off, which made Sean have a good prestige.

Just when Sean was thinking about what to do next, the system prompt sounded suddenly:

[Congratulations to the host for gaining prestige +100!Earn the Medal of Lord Kenneth!Get Griffin corpse*2, get the mysterious potion formula! 】

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining the title: Wandering Warrior.The relevant certificate will be issued the next time you enter the plot world. 】

[The host has embarked on a journey, the journey time is seven days, during which time you cannot log in, the countdown is 167:59...]

At this point, Sean returned to the training room.

Sean looked around and saw that everyone had left.

"System, how long has it been?"

[Outside time 2 hours.The time flow rate of the story world of the level is the same as that of the main world. Similarly, the countdown of the story world is also based on the time of the main world. 】

"Wait for seven days?"

Sean sighed, and immediately took out the broken pages in his arms and looked at it.

Sean can't even imagine how many good things there are in the world of drama!This ancient recipe, Sean got it in less than two hours!

There are a lot of Runevensien in the recipe that I don't know, so I need to guess.

But after a rough look, this should be a magic medicine formula to promote body training, and the main medicine is...

"Treadmill! System! Gather the Griffin blood for me."

Sean sat up in shock while dying, and immediately yelled at the system.

The main medicine of this potion's formula turned out to be the blood of griffins!

[The host does not need to worry, the blood system has been collected. 】

Sean breathed a sigh of relief:

"When did you become so sensible? By the way, how is the effect of the wizard tower? Will it fail again?"

[The host doesn't have to be weird about the system, the wizard's tower is the wizard's tower, and the system is the system. 】

[The system can control the wizard tower, but the wizard tower does not come from the system, and its effect has nothing to do with the system. 】

[This time, the wizard's tower hint is very successful. In fact, not everyone is Grindelwald. He is already a high-end combat power in this world. Naturally, it is impossible to be hinted so easily. 】

[Grindelwald had already discovered the hint in the first level, and he was always wary in the follow-up, so the hint would fail. 】

Sean nodded, pocketed the remaining pages, and exited the training room.

When I came out, I found that everyone was in the common room.

"Sean, why are you so embarrassed?"

"Clean up!"

Hermione said, casting a cleansing spell on Sean.

Sean didn't care:

"It's okay, I almost died, what are you doing?"

Everyone turned their heads, and Sean saw several deformed mice on the ground, struggling constantly.

"This is the last litter. It belongs to Furla. She has taken care of her for a whole year, but..."

Sean squatted down and took a look, these little mice were obviously dead.

Just as Sean was observing for a while, the mouse twitched twice and stopped moving.

"So, all your mice are dead?"

Sean raised his head and looked at everyone, no one dared to look at Sean.

"How do you feel about pure blood now? Gentlemen and ladies?"

Sean refused to give up and asked aggressively.

"How does it feel inside when your beloved pet is struggling in front of you?"

"With all due respect to everyone, why are you going to have plastic surgery? Because you are just like these poor mice!"

"Do you also want your future children to develop deformities like these mice?"

"Bloodliness, is it really more important than human nature?"

Seeing that everyone didn't say a word, Sean turned and sat on the sofa, raised Erlang's legs and said:

"I'll tell you a story, a story of a demon king."

When they heard that Sean was going to tell a story, everyone hurriedly found a place to sit down and listened quietly.

Sean said unhurriedly:

"There are only two true pure bloods in the magical world, one is Harry of Gryffindor, and his ancestor is one of the three brothers."

"Actually, the ancestors of Harry's branch are very smart. He knows that pure blood cannot represent anything. It is more important to live and let the blood line continue."

"So he chose the invisibility cloak, and when he had a child, he calmly followed Death."

"And one more, the Salazar Slytherin one."

"Wow!"

As soon as Sean's voice fell, there was a chatter in the lounge.

Sean didn't care, but looked at the crowd and said:

"I have a question for you, do you think Voldemort is pure blood?"

Everyone nodded firmly:

"Of course!"

"Definitely! He can get into Slytherin, he's pure blood!"

Looking at the group of children, Sean laughed:

"I'm Muggle-born, why did I come in?"

Sean asked everyone in one sentence.

"I admit that Salazar Slytherin is a bloodlineist through and through. The original intention of creating Slytherin was to gather pure blood. However, he died."

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"Now, the most noble thing in Slytherin is not blood, but ambition! It is knowledge! It is the aristocratic temperament that you exude!"

"And the Voldemort you believe in is actually a half-blood wizard."