I Just Become The Richest Man: Received an Admission Letter from Hogwarts

Chapter 155 Snape's Faction Chooses Little Unicorn

Several female werewolves looked at each other and immediately said:

"It's the chief, he said..."

When the female werewolf said this, a look of horror appeared on her face. Sean took two steps back and kicked a broken head:

"This? That's your leader, right? He's dead, tell me."

The female werewolf swallowed hard:

"He said...there is no cure for wolf poison, and Lisa has taken refuge in Dumbledore."

"The so-called way to get rid of wolf poison is the excuse that Dumbledore wants to lie to us and destroy it together. Everything is a conspiracy!"

"Originally... Lisa admitted it, and then she will be fine if she doesn't leave the Forbidden Forest, but she refuses to admit it and insists that there is a solution to the wolf poison."

"Then the leader let the clansmen torture her..."

Saying that, the werewolf woman suddenly cried:

"Woooo...Lisa is my sister, I begged her to confess, but she begged us to believe her..."

"She also said she had a friend at Hogwarts, what's their name... Sean, let's find out."

"It's okay not to say it. When it comes to Hogwarts, the leader gets angry and kills her... uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

The more Sean listened, the more his temples jumped, and his teeth were about to break.

What Dumbledore wants to destroy the werewolf "Five Zero Three" is simply nonsense!

If Dumbledore wanted to destroy the werewolves, would these werewolves still stay in the Forbidden Forest?

As long as it wasn't a full moon night, Sean could slaughter them all alone!

What's more powerful as Dumbledore?

After all, this werewolf leader was afraid that he would lose his rights, so he tortured Lisa to death abruptly.

"Pfft!"

Sean stepped on the head of the werewolf leader with one foot, picked up the gun and said:

"Take a werewolf who wants to turn back into a human and hide behind me. Don't blame me if you accidentally hurt me."

"Give you a minute."

Having said that, Sean took a few steps back and waited.

The female werewolves glanced at Sean in disbelief, and then rolled and crawled towards the tribe, calling for their family and friends.

Before long, more than a dozen women ran behind Sean with their children.

"stop."

Sean looked at the hooded woman walking by and slammed the gun on the other person's temple.

"Take off the hood."

"Fuck you! Die!"

The man suddenly took out a dagger and stabbed at Sean!

"call out!"

Hearing a cracking sound, an arrow pierced the back of the man's head, and the arrow protruded from between his eyebrows.

"thump!"

The werewolf fell straight down without making a sound.

Sean didn't care at all, and even took a few shots with the gun.

"Women and children can live, all the others will be killed!"

Sean shouted suddenly.

The Forbidden Forest, which had been silent, was once again bursting with screams and begging for mercy.

The screaming continued for more than half an hour before it was considered silent.

Sean looked up at the sky, and behind the cloudy clouds was a red waning moon.

The rain stopped, but the temperature dropped very fast, Sean breathed out now, and white fog appeared.

Not far behind, more than twenty women and a dozen children were shivering under the cold wind.

Sean suddenly picked up the shotgun and shot a woman in the crowd.

"boom!"

"Ahhhh!!"

The blood spurted out, scaring the surrounding female werewolves back again and again.

"Pay attention to the eyes you look at me, I let you live out of pity, you don't deserve to hate me."

"Also, my name is Sean Sebastian, and Lisa mentioned my name and was killed."

"So I let most of the werewolf tribe be buried with me."

"You will have to receive treatment every month in the future until the wolf poison is completely eliminated."

"During this time, centaurs and werewolves can protect you from being eaten by other creatures."

"If I find out that one of you doesn't go, all of you will die."

After all, Sean dropped a business card and left with the centaurs.

The eight-eyed spider also returned to the Forbidden Forest very wisely.

When returning to the exit of the forbidden forest, Sean suddenly turned his head and said:

"By the way, Baine, will I succeed as Animagus?"

Bain seemed to have known Sean's question for a long time, pointed to the sky and said:

"Everything has been decided. Do you know the answer? Is it important? Life is wonderful because of the unknown. The most important thing is to live the moment well. Don't leave any regrets."

Sean looked up at the hazy starry sky, and when he lowered his head again, Bane was gone.

Sean shuddered:

"What kind of prophecy? Is it different from letting me go back and eat something good?"

"unlucky!"

Having said that, Sean turned his head and returned to the castle.

Back in the castle, Sean went straight to the prefect's washroom. After putting in the hot water, he took out the madman's potion and poured it in, and jumped in directly.

It was ridiculously cold outside, and Sean desperately needed a hot shower to regain his body temperature.

Within minutes, the entire bathroom was smoky from the hot water.

See how low the temperature is today!

Fortunately, Myrtle seemed to have something to do today, so she didn't come to peep at Sean's bath.

After taking a hot bath, when Sean returned to the Slytherin common room with his blood-stained clothes, Snape was sitting on the sofa with a gloomy face.

"Why did you come back?"

"Have you used the madman's potion again?"

Snape looked a little surprised at the clearer flare in Sean's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Sean asked suspiciously.

"Even if underage wizards can use it three times a year, the interval between the two must be more than three months."

"Otherwise....otherwise I'll get hurt a little bit, but it looks like you're fine."

"Use it again in three months next time. By the way, what are you doing? The deaf can hear the gunshots coming from the Forbidden Forest."

Sean looked indifferent and threw the dirty clothes into the wooden frame of the common room, which would be cleaned by the house-elves tomorrow.

"Go and slaughter the werewolf."

Sean washed his nose.

"Dumbledore is trying to trouble you again."

Snape pouted:

"Why didn't you leave a clone, causing me to wait here for a long time."

Sean scratched his head:

"I went to sleep in my clone, can I still wait for you here?"

"Do you want to sleep as well?"

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After entering the training room, Snape went straight to the center:

"Sean, as long as you read the second level, you can enter?"

Sean nodded.

Snape couldn't wait to whisper:

"Enter the second level."

Seeing Snape disappear, Sean took out a stool, got some fruit and looked at it with a smile.

five minutes!

As expected of Snape, he persisted for five minutes before being teleported out with an ugly face.

"Hahahahaha!"

Sean didn't hesitate to laugh at himself, pointing directly at Snape's face, covering his stomach and laughing.

Snape glanced at Sean and entered the second level again.

This time, it took thirteen minutes for Snape to be teleported out, and he walked to Sean with a furious face:

"Lend me your gun!"

Sean knew right from the start that the wand alone wouldn't kill the griffin...

Even if Dumbledore came and killed the Griffin, Dumbledore, who only had a wand, would be killed and kicked out by the Knights who heard the news in the third level.

It is mortal and cannot trigger combat.

So Sean knew from the start that Snape was going to be in trouble and was sitting here just to see a joke.

Sean was not stingy, and took out his treasured shotgun and handed it to Snape.

"Crack!"

Snape loaded his mouth with a gloomy face, and once again entered the second level.

This time Snape came out much faster, and within eight minutes, Snape came out.

And when he came out, he looked dazed.

"Sean, what does it mean that I was killed by the Cavaliers who came here after hearing the news?"

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

Sean hugged his stomach and laughed wildly again.

"I told you... Hahaha, no magic can be used in it!"

Snape looked bewildered:

"I'm useless. A voice came from my ear, saying that the Cavaliers thought the weapon in my hand was a magic alchemy equipment and killed me."

Sean's smile narrowed.

"It turns out that guns can't be used."

"Give me the gun, this is for you."

Sean said, and threw the King Arthur sword.

Snape hurriedly caught the King Arthur sword, and he couldn't take his eyes away after a glance.

"Sean, where did you get this thing?"

"I picked it up."

Sean looked indifferent.

"Pick it up? Do you think I look like Professor McGonagall? So foolish?"

"This is King Arthur's sword! Do you know the sword in the stone in the magic world! You just throw it around like this?"

Snape looked at Sean angrily.

Although Sean was a little surprised, he shrugged:

"It's just a sword, and it can't be broken. This sword is just that good and durable."

"you!!!"

Snape looked at Sean in disgust, and said coldly:

"I confiscated this sword, it will bring you endless trouble... Where's the sword?"

Before Snape finished speaking, the sword in his hand disappeared 1.6!

Looking up, only to find that the King Arthur Sword has returned to Sean.

Sean looked innocent:

"I didn't do it, it came back on its own."

Snape stared at Sean with a dead face, and after realizing that Sean was not lying, he sighed:

"That's right, how could the Sword in the Stone be stolen by someone else?"

"You really don't know what this is?"

Sean shook his head:

"It's an indestructible sword, and I don't know how it compares to the Gryffindor sword."

Snape let out a foul breath:

"Maybe this kind of treasure really can only be seen by a simple-minded person like you."

"The sword in the stone, it is said that only King Arthur can draw the sword. This sword was forged by Merlin himself!"

"Invincible! You know!?"

"You still compare it to the Sword of Gryffindor? Can you compare it? That's the difference between a toy and a real weapon!"

Snape said, picked up the King Arthur sword with a look of obsession, and rubbed it carefully.

"Time has not left any trace on this sword, great Merlin..."

Snape stroked like a pilgrimage for a while, until Sean was disgusted, and he returned to the center of the arena:

"Open the second level."

Sean sat on the chair and said indifferently: