Just Became Richest Man: Received Admission Letter from Hogwarts

"Avery family, I remember you have friends here, right?"

A strange color flashed in Snape's eyes:

"I don't have much contact with him anymore."

"Don't be nervous Snape, I have no doubts about your loyalty. The Avery family owns 8% of the shares. I'm going to find him to get him back."

"You should know where their house is, right?"

Snape nodded hard.Sean continued:

"Get ready, we're going on a business trip."

Having said that, Sean asked Howell to draft an equity transfer contract and sent it over with an owl.

The moment he received the contract, Sean summoned all the seventh graders in Slytherin.

The seventh-grade snakes, dressed in neat suits and hats, stood in front of Sean with neat steps.

"Everyone, conflicts are still possible today, and we are facing Death Eaters. If you don't want to participate, you can leave."

The little snakes kept their eyes on Sean, and no one had any intention of leaving.

Sean nodded with satisfaction:

"Very well, since that's the case, then let's go!"

After all, Sean and the others rode in the carriage to the train platform, and then began to Apparate.

Snape took everyone to the door of the Avery family in an instant.

This is an old wooden house in the suburbs. The fence outside is rusted and covered with various climbing plants. It looks very gloomy.

Sean pushed open the door and walked in with everyone, only to find that there was no one inside!

"Then wait for a while, everyone rests."

Sean sat on the sofa, made a cup of tea from the training room, and drank it leisurely.

After a while, the Averys opened the door and walked in. Seeing so many people in the room, they were obviously frightened, and immediately took out their wands.

"Avery."

Snape said lightly.

"Oh! Snape, scared me to death, I thought someone broke into my house, why are you here?"

Avery put away his wand and walked in.

"Hello Mr. Avery, it's actually me who's coming to see you today."

Avery is a middle-aged man with a turban and unshaven beard.

Avery looked at Sean, and a trace of clarity flashed in his eyes:

"Mr. Sebastian!?"

Just as Avery spoke, the little snakes had blocked Avery's back path without a trace, and their hands were gripping the wand tightly in the dark.

Avery also discovered this detail, and his expression gradually became solemn:

"What do you want to do?"

Sean didn't talk nonsense. With two fingers in the depths, he gently pushed the contract in front of Avery.

Avery glanced down and immediately shook his head:

"I won't sell Hogwarts shares, even if you kill me, I won't sell it!"

Sean stretched out a finger and waved:

"No no no, Mr. Avery, you are mistaken."

Before Avery could breathe a sigh of relief, Sean continued:

"It's not a sale, it's an unconditional transfer, it's a gift, and I'm not asking for your opinion."

"Everyone knows that I am kind to wizards, and I rarely use Unforgivable Curses even for wizards who want to kill me."

"However, except for Voldemort and the Death Eaters!"

Sean's eyes flickered with a strange light:

"Didn't your master tell you how he was tortured by me?"

Avery's pupils shrank and he stepped back:

"You...what are you talking about? I don't understand!"

Even Snape was shocked!

He didn't tell Sean that Avery was a Death Eater, and only the Death Eaters knew this secret!

What they didn't know was that Sean had always had a list in his heart, a list of all the Death Eaters!

Sean tapped the contract lightly with his fingers, and said indifferently:

"Sign it, I will give you a happy death. If you don't sign it, I will let you feel the pain when Voldemort was caught by me."

Sean had a showdown, and the little snakes stopped pretending, took out his wand, and looked at Avery with a bad expression.

"Then kill me, kill me, and the equity will belong to my great master!"

Avery had a crazy smile on his face.

Sean shook his head:

"Problem children need electrotherapy. Professor Yang... No, Professor Snape, come on, he's your friend after all."

Snape nodded and stepped forward:

"Avery, we are friends, I don't want you to suffer, sign it."

Avery stared at Snape:

"Severus...I have nothing to say, I won't sign!"

Obviously, Avery just wanted to say something, but since Sean and others were present, it was inconvenient to say nothing.

After all, in the eyes of Avery and Voldemort, Snape was their spy at Hogwarts.

It's a pity that they didn't know how firm Snape was on Sean's side at this time.

"In that case, don't blame me!"

"Bite to the bone!"

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Under the action of the Cruciatus, Avery couldn't help screaming, and his eyes almost protruded from their sockets.

But even so, Avery still refused to say a word.

Even the screams caused his vocal cords to tear and vomited blood, but he refused to say a word.

For half an hour, Sean frowned and said:

"Stop."

Snape stopped the spell and walked behind Sean.

"If you don't see the coffin and don't cry, then I'll play something else with you. Don't you like torturing people for fun? I like it too!"

Sean showed a cruel smile, asked the little snakes to bring a chair, and tied Avery to the chair on his back, face up.

I saw Sean unhurriedly take out some paper from the training room, split it in two with a magic spell to make it lighter, and prepared for about ten minutes.

At this moment, there was a stack of tissue paper and a pot of water beside Sean.

"...you...what are you going to do?"

Avery looked at Sean in horror, and the others didn't understand what Sean wanted to do.

"This little game, from the Dragon Country, you will know soon."

Sean picked up a piece of paper and put it lightly on Avery's face, then sprinkled water on the tissue paper.

The tissue paper pressed tightly against Avery's face, causing him to struggle constantly in horror.

But at this time, Avery could still breathe.

The most terrifying part of this punishment is that it will squeeze the breathing space of the executed person bit by bit.

I saw Sean slowly put down the second sheet and sprinkled water.

The third, sprinkle water.

At this time, Avery's veins were bulging, his nails were deeply clasped into the chair handle, his chest was exaggerated, and even the little snakes in the distance could hear his heartbeat.

Sean didn't care, he took out the fourth sheet and sprinkled it with water.

"Ohh Ohh ohh!!!"

Avery struggled violently, as if he wanted to say something.

"What? You want to talk? Sorry, I don't want to hear it right now."

Sean finished talking with a smile, and continued on to the fifth picture, sprinkled with water.

Seeing that Avery's chest was getting smaller and smaller, Sean gently lifted the tissue paper and said coldly:

"I'll give you another chance, sign or not?"

"Sign!! I sign! Kill me! Please kill me!!"

Avery looked at Sean in horror.

At this time, Avery's fingernails were all buckled by him, and they were deeply pierced into the handle of the wooden chair. The whole hand was bleeding like a stream, and even the ink pad was saved.

Avery wrote his name directly in blood and pressed his handprint.

Sean played with the contract (Li Zhaohao):

"It will be over sooner rather than later."

"Next, choose a lucky person to send you to be reincarnated. Who should you choose?"

Sean looked at the little snakes in the distance.