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

Pushing open the office door, Sean just entered when he heard fierce applause from inside. “Clap clap clap clap!!!”

"We're so proud of you kid!"

"You impress me, I have to say, boy, I admit that Albus is right, even Albus can't do it so well."

The principals couldn't help but praise, causing Sean to scratch his head shyly:

"Ji Cao, Ji Cao, don't applaud next time, call 666, understand?"

"666?"

The principals looked at each other, speechless for a while.

"He's sick again."

"I think so, let's rest."

Only Principal Armando looked at Sean and asked:

"Sean, what are you going to do next?"

"How to do?"

A flash of coldness flashed in Sean's eyes:

"Of course it's after the fall."

Dementors entered the school, Hurricane was sentenced to death, all of which could not escape the inaction of those damn shareholders, and the most crucial person, Umbridge.

Sean pulled out a list of all Hogwarts shareholders.

Among them were two people Sean was familiar with, the Charlie family and the Malfoy family.

As for the others, Sean has also met at the occasional dance party, but is not familiar with them.

Sean looked around and ended up drawing a circle on a family named Avery.

"I'll take you to the knife."

Sean squinted his eyes, the Avery family, Sean still remembers it more clearly.

The family has not been around for a long time, they hold 8% of Hogwarts shares.

Now there are only two people left in this family, a husband and wife, and they are iron-clad Death Eaters!

Pulling out his phone, Sean sent Snape a message.

After a while, Snape hurried over.

"Sean, you are looking for me."

Snape was holding a potion bottle that looked like a Guanyin Bodhisattva holding a jade bottle.

What is this?

Snape Buddha?

Thinking of this, Sean almost laughed, holding back his smile and said:

"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 stared at Sean closely, 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 took the carriage, came to the train station 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 casually.

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 with a flash of clarity 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, and with two fingers deep, 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!"

There was a strange light in Sean's eyes:

"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 nonchalantly:

"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 already shown up, 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 had no idea 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.

After 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, Sean had a stack of tissue paper and a pot of water beside him.

"...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, 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 one and sprinkle 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 one 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 took the contract bullet (Li Zhaohao) and played:

"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.

Most of the little snakes stared at Sean closely, with only a few dodging eyes.

"It's just you!"

Sean picked the one that looked the most frightening and said lightly:

"You are responsible for solving him. You'd better start steady, or he will be tortured for a long time."

The selected little snake was pale and came to Avery tremblingly.

In fact, killing Avery is not difficult, what is difficult is the innocent wife next to him.

This bitch isn't a Death Eater, but it's not a good person either.

Even so, it was an innocent life, and it was really difficult to kill.

Sean didn't speak, just watched from the side, but the little snakes next to him urged:

"Come on, Eric, just one click!"

"Yes! It's just a moment anyway, everything is over, give him a good time!"

Hearing the voices of his companions, Eric relaxed a little, took a deep breath, picked up his wand and waved it gently!

"Wind Blade Curse!"

"Ahhhh!!!"

The Wind Blade Curse hit Avery's waist impartially, a distance of 108,000 miles from the neck that Eric was aiming at!

Sean helped his forehead helplessly, poor Avery, dying would be unhappy.