This Hogwarts is not normal

Galleons were spent and his life was saved. Lucius now had only one idea.

Return blood! You must return blood as soon as possible!

The dragon farm in Romania cannot be sold, so my old father Abraxas lives there.

Shops in Diagon Alley?

The Wizard card has high hopes, so of course the money tree cannot be sold.

Then let’s go to marginal industries.

Sell ​​some of the shares in Nimbus and Comet, and clean up the inventory in the French herbal plantation, and you should be able to deal with Dumbledore.

As for Fu - the Ministry of Magic...

Lucius gritted his teeth and took out a piece of delicate parchment from the inside of his robe.

He took out the magic wand hidden in the snake-headed cane and quickly wrote a long series of numbers.

This is a contract, a contract to take away the gold Galleons in one-year installments.

Even so, what the Ministry of Magic can take from it every month is enough to cover half a year's expenses.

"Thank you for your generosity, my friend." Fudge solemnly placed the contract in another drawer.

Lucius tried hard to maintain the fake smile on his face, "Minister Fudge, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"Um - wait!" Fudge found a small document bag from the pile of scattered parchment on the table.

"My friend, I have to inform you with great regret that from this moment on, you will permanently lose your seat on the Hogwarts Board of Directors."

"What!?"

"This is the condition of Headmaster Albus Dumbledore and has nothing to do with me."

"I know." Lucius said with a sullen face.

"Minister Fudge, could you please tell him for me that the Malfoy family will no longer provide any resources, including money, in the future."

"I will tell him, my friend."

He smiled goodbye to Fudge and left.

The Malfoy family lost its right to speak over Hogwarts, which had a very big impact that afternoon.

The first to bear the brunt was Draco.

From the former school director's son to an ordinary student, the gap was so great that he went crazy on the spot.

Most of the things that could be smashed in the Black Swan activity room were smashed by him.

"Ouch~" Fred stood at the door and said sarcastically: "Isn't this our future school director~ Why did he suddenly lose his temper?"

"Where is the future?" George smiled and squeezed in halfway, "His father is not the school director anymore, he doesn't even know how many years he will have to struggle on himself~"

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"Ah, when did this happen?"

"At noon~" He took out a copy of the Daily Prophet, cleared his throat and read aloud:

"'Breaking news! Malfoy loses his seat on the board of directors at Hogwarts!"

According to repeated confirmation from senior reporters of this newspaper, the Malfoy family, which has invested countless resources, was officially kicked out of Hogwarts this morning."

"Shut up!"

George increased his voice: "This may be a sign of decline. I hope the Malfoy family can survive this disaster safely."

"I said shut up!"

"According to people familiar with the matter, they were involved in a very vicious incident this time and had to give up their seats on the board of directors."

"Are you two deaf?" Draco's veins popped up on his neck, and his little face turned red. "I told you to shut up! Did you hear me?"

Fred and George looked at each other and said sarcastically: "Ordinary Malfoy, why should we listen to you?"

"You--you!"

"Oh, is he going to hit someone?"

"It seems so~"

The two of them ran away and ran back to the Court of Owls activity room across the street.

"Luanluoluo~ Come and beat us if you can~"

Draco, who was so angry that his forehead was smoking, covered his chest and walked to the other side tremblingly.

"It's not good~ Malfoy is going to hit someone~"

"Help~ He is so scary~"

Draco's little head was buzzing and his breathing was getting heavier and heavier.

Seeing that he was about to faint in the next second, Vincent held a small bottle filled with black smoke and walked past him towards the Court of Owls activity room.

"Stand!"

He turned back in confusion, "Are you calling me?"

"Wayne!" Draco's red face was particularly scary.

But Vincent was not frightened, and almost laughed out loud.

"Isn't it funny!"

"Pfft-a little bit."

"Wayne!!!"

He leaned back in disgust, and quickly covered the ear near the source of the sound with his free hand.

"Are you sick?"

Draco suddenly stopped being angry and smiled, but his thin little body was still trembling.

"Ha-you can laugh at me now!"

His fair and tender face suddenly turned ferocious again, "You should remember everything for me. The humiliation I suffered today will be doubled back to you in the future!"

"Oh." Vincent shook his head quite calmly, as if the doctor was about to hand the patient a diagnosis.

"Very good, Wayne! When I graduate from this shitty school..."

He ignored Draco who was in a state of madness.

But a few redheads were more than happy to oblige.

Fred glanced over with a disgusted look and said, "Oh my god - it seems that he has suffered a serious mental blow and his brain is starting to go a little abnormal."

"Isn't that right~" George smacked his lips, "Let's all disperse. I heard that if this situation goes crazy, you might even beat one of your own people."

Percy stepped forward with a straight face, "Malfoy, this is the Court of Owls, your black swan is on the opposite side."

Harry and Ron, who came after hearing the sound, could only see an extremely crazy figure from behind.

He punched Crabbe in the stomach and kicked Goyle in the calf.

The students who stayed outside cast admiring glances at George.

He really beat his own people, and he beat them violently.

Gee, this character...

If you go crazy, you won't even let your little brother go, let alone others?

None of them dared to stay nearby, and they all returned to the Court of Owls activity room to chat quietly.

"It's hopeless." Seamus shook his head and pointed to the closed door opposite.

"There are not many things that Malfoy can be proud of in school. Now that he has lost this layer of skin, he finally shows his true colors."

Dean curled his lips at him, "Isn't there still old Malfoy here? He shouldn't collapse, right?"

"Naive!" Seamus rolled his eyes, "Didn't you realize that Malfoy was dead?"

"Aren't you still beating people behind closed doors?"

"That's why I said you are naive!" He moved his butt to the side slightly, as if he was trying to stay as far away from Dean as possible.

"Malfoy can no longer be arrogant. To him, it's like death."

"Yeah, we didn't pay much attention to him at first."

"Yes, just treat him as a mad dog from now on."

The conversation between the two of them was not very quiet, and soon spread throughout the entire activity room.

Within half an hour, the news spread throughout the castle.

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