Just Became Richest Man: Received Admission Letter from Hogwarts

With a sigh, Sean came to the Transfiguration classroom after eating.

Along the way, the little wizards looked at Sean with extremely strange eyes, and almost all of them were discussing what happened in Ravenclaw last night.

After a simple transfiguration class, Sean pulled Malfoy and others, borrowed a ladder from Sirius, and began to install cameras in the castle.

Sean specially chose that kind of dark corner to place it, so that even if you look closely, you may not be able to see the existence of the camera.

In particular, the camera can also change color according to the environment, which is even more invisible.

"Boss, what is this?"

Malfoy asked suspiciously.

He has installed more than a dozen, and he couldn't help but ask.

Sean didn't speak, he freed up his hand and handed over his mobile phone, then raised his head to continue the installation.

Malfoy picked up the phone and looked at it, it was a picture, there was Sean and himself in the picture!

Malfoy looked up and saw that the man in the video also looked up!

"Can it still be like this?"

Malfoy was amazed!

Sean installed the camera in his hand and sighed:

"Hurry up, I'm going to take the Muggle Behavioral Studies class in a while, and there are more than XNUMX that have not been installed.".

Chapter 240 Elective Course Prefect Ron

Sean is looking forward to the Muggle behavior research class. He is looking forward to what kind of jokes this group of wizards can make in this class.

This expectation continued until Sean got the textbook issued by the professor, a book called "Introduction to Merlin's Thought and Ingland's Special Magical Ideas".The moment he got the book, Sean wanted to run away.

"It's all bullshit here!"

Hermione whispered to Harry.

Harry nodded solemnly, after all, although he was a pure-blood wizard, he had always lived in the Muggle world.

"Hey Harry, stop talking! Do you want me to take my own notes?"

Ron couldn't find the north at this time, and he didn't even take notes by himself. In his eyes, Harry was his royal dogleg.

"Hey Sean, I heard you're a high-society person in the Muggle world, I want to ask, Muggles can really.... use a broom to clean? Sweep the floor?"

Sean looked at the sincere eyes of the professor and found that he was really asking questions from the heart, not Versailles!

In the eyes of these wizards, brooms are for riding!

"Uh...hehe, maybe..."

Sean answered with a dry smile.

Then, when the professor turned around to write on the blackboard, Sean smeared oil on his feet and slipped away!

The speed of that running made even Malfoy and Hermione stunned.

Ron stared at the back door and exclaimed:

"Damn it, Sean ran faster than Professor Snape saw the shampoo! Is this class so scary?"

"Actually, we're leaving Ron too, and I'll never come to this classroom again."

Hermione packed up her books and stomped away with Harry.

Ron, who was left behind, struggled for a while, also holding the book, and walked towards the door with a cat on his waist.

"Mr. Weasley? What's the matter with you?"

The professor found out!

Ron smiled awkwardly:

"Ahaha! Professor, I'm imitating Muggle walks!"

The professor looked at Ron strangely:

"Muggles walk like we do, Ron. If you tell me directly you want to skip class, I won't deduct your points."

"10 points from Gryffindor! Come back to class and I'll check your notes after class!"

Ron's face was bitter, he turned his head to look, and found that Neville was the only one by his side!

Everyone else is in the back row!

It's impossible for Neville to help Ron take notes. Seriously, Ron doubts the credibility of Neville's own notes. His memory is even more unreliable than fish.

"What did the professor just say?"

Neville asked blankly.

"really!"

Ron slapped his forehead and looked at Neville speechlessly.

The two were sitting together, looking thoughtless and unhappy.

If Sean was here, he would die laughing in Muggle Behavior Studies.

But at this time, Sean was sitting in the auditorium having afternoon tea, and Hogwarts would provide afternoon tea and snacks.

"Seriously, that class was so boring."

Harry said, and accidentally dropped the biscuit on the ground.

Sean took out his magic broom and got up to clean.

After all, in Sean's opinion, it's quite a shame to eat like a child.

And Hermione and Harry both looked at Sean with hellish expressions on their faces.

Hermione couldn't help but said:

"Sean, please stop your Muggle behavior immediately."

Sean stared at each other for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

Sean put away his broom, picked up his wand and tapped:

"Clean up."

The cookie crumbs on the ground disappeared instantly.

Hermione, Sean and the others sat on the chairs, laughing inexplicably.

"Do Muggles use brooms to sweep? Hahahahahaha!!"

Hermione hugged Sean and spoke in the professor's tone, laughing out of breath.

"Hey, why are you so happy."

George came over sneakily, and it seemed that he knew that he had done nothing good.

This is Sean's only feeling for Gryffindor!

"Sean, Harry, you escaped without me! George? Why are you here?"

Ron came over with a miserable face, and saw that George was obviously surprised.

"Ron's going to skip class, I'll tell Mom, Ron's going to be spanked."

George said with a smirk.

Ron didn't seem to care anymore, and slumped in his chair:

"I got XNUMX points...too much, damn it!"

Sean chuckled lightly:

"It's okay Ron, after all, Gren has a lot of "points", so deducting ten points is nothing for you, just normal Gryffindor performance."

"Sean, can you come over here? I have something to say to you alone."

George said shyly.

Although Sean was puzzled, he got up and followed George to a corner with no one.

"Sean, Rita is going on a date with me, it's on the weekend, you must help me!"

Sean suddenly remembered the scene of their last date, shaking his head like a rattle:

"Go away George, I don't want to get involved in your weird love."

With that said, Sean is leaving.

Who knew that George lay directly on the ground, holding Sean's thigh, as if Sean wouldn't get up if he didn't agree.

"George, I really can't help you, I haven't even been in love yet."

When George heard Sean's words, he looked suspicious.

"I don't care, Sean, Rita is your subordinate, you have to help me."

Sean rolled his eyes:

"I'm only responsible for helping them complete their employment issues. Do I have to worry about lifelong matters?"

"Sean, please."

Looking at George's appearance, Sean helped his forehead:

"Okay George, but you're not allowed to drink this time, and you're not allowed to enter the room, you know what I mean."

"I promise, we're just dating."

Sean was relieved.

After all, under wizard law, it is illegal for an adult wizard, male or female, to fall in love with an underage wizard.

Maybe even sent to Azkaban, Sean didn't want to lose a capable man.

George got up from the ground and patted his clothes:

"Then we've agreed that on the weekend, Hogsmeade, Three Broomsticks, see you soon."