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

Office of the Headmaster of Hogwarts. "Headmaster Dumbledore, I strongly recommend expelling Sean Sebastian!"

"At... on this... point, I also... agree."

Dumbledore smiled and looked at the three teachers in front of him, and asked with some doubts:

"Professor Snape, don't you want to fire him?"

Snape looked gloomy:

"Although he called... that person's name, but as a student of our school, I think he will be a very good student."

Dumbledore nodded and looked at Professor McGonagall and Professor Rocky:

"Then you two, what's the reason for firing Sean?"

Professor McGonagall immediately said with a straight face:

"He actually called that person's name directly, which shows that there is no reverence in his heart!"

"And through my investigation, he completed all the university courses before he was ten years old, look at this again!"

Professor McGonagall picked up her wand and pointed it towards the void, and a light curtain slowly appeared.

If Sean is here, he must be able to see that the people in the light curtain are himself and his mother Alice.

"Sean, mom asked you, do you like money?"

"Of course not, I don't like money, Mom, I haven't touched it much, why are you asking this?"

"Mom, money is just an accessory to power. I'm not short of money, and I don't like money, but I want power."

"The right to give our family the right to live comfortably in this world and the right to the truth."

When the light curtain arrived here, it spread out gently and disappeared without a trace.

Professor McGonagall continued:

"The Sorting Hat assigned this child to Slytherin, Merlin's nose, this child is exactly the same as the Mysterious Man at the time!"

"A terrifying thirst for knowledge and a quest for power..."

"We can't take such a big risk anymore, and nurturing a ... mysterious person has damaged the reputation of our school."

"Who would send the child to Hogwarts if there was a second one?"

Dumbledore nodded, looked at Rocky and said:

"And what about you? Professor Lodge?"

Professor Rocky shook his head, then shook his head:

"My reasons are the same as Professor McGonagall. He has no awe in his heart, Headmaster."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, then suddenly sighed and said:

"Okay professors, let's stop here today, this old guy is tired and needs to rest."

"As for Sean's matter, I will arrange a test. If he fails, he will have to leave."

Professor McGonagall's face was better now, he bowed slightly, turned his head and left.

Professor Rocky also left the office in a panic.

"Are you alright? Snape?"

Dumbledore showed a hint of fatigue only after seeing the two professors leave.

"You're so old, Dumbledore, that you're so confused that you gave the Defence Against the Dark Arts class to a softie like that Rocky!"

"Enough Snape, go back, something interesting seems to have happened in your common room."

Snape glanced at Dumbledore deeply, turned his head and left the headmaster's office.

Snape walked towards the Slytherin common room at a rapid pace.

"Damn, those seniors must be emphasizing their supposed lineage again."

"Hope those first graders are okay."

Snape muttered to himself and came to the door of Slytherin's bedroom.

"Password."

The portrait at the door said coldly.

"Pure blood."

After Snape answered the password, he walked in quickly.

"Stop all of you scumbags, will you feel good about using magic on first-year students..."

Snape didn't even finish his sentence, he stood there in shock, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

I saw that in the common room, all the students were squatting in the corner. From the seventh grade to the first grade, everyone was squatting in the corner, holding a notebook in their hand to record something.

In the middle of the lounge, a small figure was teaching them a lesson.

"Don't put your stinking blood in your mouth, the truly noble are gentlemen's, I once heard the old saying of an ancient and magical kingdom."

"There is a bookish spirit in the belly, this sentence means to say..."

Sean was interrupted by Snape.

"Are you okay, Professor Snape?"

"How is this going?"

Snape looked at Sean gloomily.

Seeing this, the surrounding senior students couldn't bear it any longer, and stood up shouting:

"Professor Snape, save us, this freshman uses magic on us!"

"Look at Charlie, he's been played with a big stick in the front teeth, and he can't close his mouth until now!"

"He also used..."

"Did I ask you to stand up?"

Sean's tone was icy warning.

The student who was so frightened and complained that Qiqiao made a smoke, and returned to the corner in a flash, clutching his ears with both hands, and looked at Snape pitifully.

Snape was silent for a long time, and the momentum on his body kept rising and falling, making people shudder.