I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 342 Speak well and don’t drive

Although he was a little curious, Ian had no intention of getting up and checking the door. In the spring afternoon, people always didn't want to move after sitting down, and they couldn't help but feel sleepy.

Wave your magic wand to make the dormitory door open automatically.

"Eh? Is your girlfriend draining your energy? Now you have to use magic to even open the door?"

A mature and magnetic voice sounded.

Just with the recognition of Yu Jie's voice, Ian knew who was coming without opening his eyes.

"I knew there were no secrets in Hogwarts..." Ian muttered in a low voice. Of course, Hermione didn't deliberately hide when she came, but it was a little helpless for the news to spread in just a few hours.

"By the way, is this shrewd and capable female prefect of Ravenclaw visiting the men's dormitory to check for contraband? I don't have anything here."

Seeing Penelo, Ian also made a rare joke to his few friends.

"Haha~" Penello chuckled, while staring at the crucible with white smoke on the table. What he wanted to express was self-evident.

"Okay, okay." Ian covered his forehead helplessly, "You can deduct points, since Ravenclaw is the one deducting points anyway... But before that, do you want a cup of afternoon tea?"

"No need." Penello shook his head, skillfully pulled out the chair next to him and sat down. Then he looked at everything around him with nostalgia and sighed: "In less than three months, I will be completely Leaving Hogwarts..."

"Time flies so fast. I remember the first time we met. You just became a prefect three years ago..." Ian also sighed with emotion.

Compared to that time three years ago, when he first came to Hogwarts, his biggest wish was to kill Tom in the cradle in advance, so that he could live a safe campus life at Hogwarts.

A butterfly flaps its wings in the Amazon rainforest, and a hurricane breaks out in the South Pacific. In three years, things have changed and people have changed too much...

However, this was not a time to reminisce about the past. After hearing Penello's emotion, Ian immediately thought of his previous promise and asked:
"By the way, what are you thinking about? What do you plan to do after graduation?"

"I'm here just to tell you that I've thought about it, and I estimate that you will be my boss for a long time to come."

"Hahaha, then call the boss first." Seeing the sad atmosphere of the graduation season, Ian also changed the subject and said funny.

"Hmm, are you sure? Do you want me to scream now?"

Penello leaned lazily on the chair, raised his eyes, bit his lip gently, and glanced at Ian's legs intentionally or unintentionally.

"Uh... I'm just joking." Ian immediately stopped the topic. This was no longer an ordinary drag race, it was simply a car rolling over his face.

Penello is really close to graduation, and he completely lets himself go without any scruples.

Seeing that Ian did not accept the move, Penello's eyes flashed with a trace of regret, and then he changed his previous flattery and said seriously:
"Ian, have you received any news? It feels like the Ministry of Magic is doing something big."

"Big move?" Ian really didn't understand what Penello wanted to express for a while.

"Well, many pure-blood families are hoarding items like herbs, potions, and alchemy items. It seems like they are throwing away a lot of Galleons for free."

After hearing Penello's explanation, he reacted and chuckled: "A group of guys who want to speculate, don't worry about them. But if you want to make a fortune, I can introduce you to a safe partnership people."

Regarding the capital operation of the purebloods, Ian was very clear about it. Although he looked down on the profits, he still planned to help Penello. You must know that the smart female prefect in front of him would not say anything useless. Meaningful words.

Ian didn't believe that Penello couldn't understand the operation inside, but she stupidly brought it up. She obviously wanted a piece of the pie, but she didn't have a ticket.

Origin determines achievement, this will never change.No matter how smart a person is, the upper limit of their achievements is already locked by their background. "I just want to make a fortune. My mother and I are the only ones at home. I have lived in an old house in the countryside of the Cotswolds since I was a child..."

Penello also openly admitted his little thoughts.

The rest of the words were not finished, but Ian understood the content. At the same time, he was a little surprised. This was the first time he heard Penelo talk about his family.

No wonder Penello works so hard. A single-parent family, a country girl, and a series of conditions combined, she really has no control over her.

This is not a fairy tale world. Cinderella stays in the mill waiting for the prince. You must know that Penelope is already 17 years old after graduation. If she cannot gain a foothold in the magical world and returns to the Muggle world, she will probably not have a good life.

To be honest, even if you achieve excellent results at Hogwarts, after graduation, in the eyes of Muggles, you will only have a primary school diploma...

"I'll write a letter to you in a moment. With it, you can go directly to Slytherin tomorrow to find Malfoy. It's up to you how to do it, but you can rest assured that the Malfoy family is a loyal ally."

Ian did not directly help Penelo. He knew that for such a girl who came from a single-parent family and had a strong personality, directly providing help would undoubtedly be an insult.

Matchmaking and then letting her work hard to get it is the most respectful way.

As for the information about fungi, he didn't plan to say more. With the existence of Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic, the Muggle relatives of wizards must be the highest priority group of people to be taken care of.

"Thank you! Ian." Penelo thanked him very seriously.

"You don't need to thank me. You make money on your own. If you lose money then, just don't trouble me." Ian declined decisively.

But the more this happened, the more grateful Penello felt and wanted to say something, but in the end it turned into a gentle smile.

"That's right! If you can help it, don't touch the dark arts again."

After much hesitation, Ian decided to persuade Penello.

The development of bloodline cannot keep up, and the forced practice of black magic will corrode the heart very much.

He didn't want the girl in front of him to turn into a paranoid witch like Bella. The last time he was on guard against the unicorn in the Forbidden Forest, he had been warned.

But today, although he hid it well, he still felt a strong aura of black magic on Penello, which was much stronger than last time.

What's more important is that this time there is an inexorable smell of blood, which is the sequelae left behind when black magic is used to kill lives.

However, considering that the smell of blood in Hogwarts should not come from other wizards, and considering that Penello plans to get a share of the pure-blooded pie, he must have accumulated original funds.

To sum up, all the conditions point to the Forbidden Forest, and only in the Forbidden Forest can killing and money be satisfied.

After hearing the black magic, Penello was briefly stunned, and then asked calmly: "Is it so obvious?"

"What do you think? In my eyes, you are like a bright light. Not to mention Mr. Principal, even Professor Flitwick can feel it. Has the Dean looked for you recently?"

Hearing Ian's rhetorical question, Penello fell into deep thought, obviously recalling something.

After a moment, Penello smiled bitterly and said, "Well, the clown turns out to be myself."

(End of this chapter)