This was something that Braun had not expected.

So Braun and the Weasley brothers could only make another batch of hand warmers during their spare time.

This relieved the pressure of insufficient quantity.

Of course, there were some senior students who wanted to imitate a batch, but they gave up after trying it.

Hogwarts does not teach alchemy courses.

Some simple ones are fine.

But although the thing made by Braun looks simple, it cannot be made without sufficient research on the Luminescent Charm.

Even some people who can try to imitate it through other methods will give up because of the high cost.

This also led to Braun, who has mastered a unique business, making a lot of money.

"Twenty-six gold Galleons and eight copper Knuts! Oh my god, we made a killing! -"

Fred shouted happily.

George looked not much different.

But Braun seemed much calmer.

After all, he would only get a few after the distribution.

As a man with thousands of gold Galleons, Braun didn't care about such a small amount of money at all.

Now thinking about it, he realized how ridiculous it was to expect to make money to buy experimental equipment.

If he continued to save this money, it would take him forever.

"Braun, we decided not to divide the money and invest it in new research, do you think it's okay?"

Fred asked cautiously.

After all, Braun had the largest share.

If Braun disagreed, they would have no choice.

"Okay, do as you say.

Well, don't bother me, I have to continue practicing potions."

Braun didn't care, and then drove the two excited guys out of the classroom.

Not long after, the second Quidditch match started again.

This time it was Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff.

To be honest, Braun didn't want to go.

But what could he do, his dean Snape was the headmaster.

Out of respect for the dean, Braun still attended.

Sitting in the audience, Braun seemed a little bored.

But the dispute not far away caught his attention.

"Who is this! Poor Weasley!"

Ron glared at Malfoy and then looked at the field nervously.

Just now, Snape awarded Hufflepuff a free throw.

The situation of Gryffindor was not good.

Ron was not in the mood to quarrel with Malfoy.

But Malfoy obviously didn't think so.

He regarded Ron's turning a blind eye as cowardice and began to ridicule him.

Especially after Snape awarded Hufflepuff another free throw.

This ridicule became more and more excessive:

"Let's look at the Gryffindor team.

Oh, what a bunch of poor little people. Maybe Gryffindor always gives priority to those who are poor or have no parents when selecting players.

For example, Potter, and the Weasley brothers"

"Oh, right! I actually forgot about you! Neville Longbottom! I think you should join too.

Because you have no brains! You must be the most pitiful person here!"

Neville, who was sitting in the front, blushed.

He originally wanted to endure it, but he couldn't help but think of what Harry said to him a few days ago:

"Neville! You are more powerful than twelve Malfoys. Don't be afraid.……"

A surge of courage suddenly emerged in his heart, Neville stood up and said:

"I'm no worse than you! Malfoy! I, I'm better than twelve of you put together!"

Neville stammered.

"Puff! That's a really funny joke. But please forgive me. I didn't mean to laugh.

Your empty brain is emptier than the Weasley family's vault."

"If you dare to say a word again, I promise to teach you a lesson! Malfoy!"

Ron said this harshly while staring at Harry who was circling in the air. Harry suddenly dived down as if he saw something.

"Really? Then I'm really scared! I feel like Harry Potter must have found some money on the ground, just like you can't take your eyes off the money.

Even if it's just a copper……"

Ron couldn't bear it any longer.

He roared and rushed over to Malfoy fiercely before he could notice what was happening.

Then he rode on him and threw him to the ground.

""Help me! Crabbe! Goyle!"

Malfoy, who was attacked by surprise, was obviously no match for Ron.

At this moment, Malfoy was constantly hit by Ron's fists and kept calling for his followers to help.

But before the two of them could rush forward, they were stopped by Neville who climbed over the seat in front.

"I... I'm not stupid!

I'm going to teach you a lesson!"

Then he wrestled with the two of them.

He cried out in pain.

""Let go! Let go!

Damn it!

Goyle, pull him away!"

Crabbe shouted as he asked Goyle to pull away Neville who was biting his arm.

But Goyle was panicking at the moment and didn't know what to do.

He could only pull hard at Neville who didn't let go.

But the more he pulled, the more Crabbe howled.

He was at a loss and didn't know what to do.

Hermione screamed.

But this didn't stop these boys who were already dizzy at the moment.

"Oh my god! Look!"

""I caught it! Harry Potter! It's amazing!"

The stands were boiling with excitement. (To read exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

One by one, they began to exclaim

""Ron! Ron! We won! We won!"

Hermione shouted loudly.

But she looked around and didn't see Ron.

Brown was also shocked.[]

It was so fast that Harry Potter finished the game in just a few minutes.

Although Brown didn't know much about Quidditch, he still knew that this might be the fastest game in Quidditch history.

As for Gryffindor's 60-point deficit, they were overtaken in an instant after catching the Golden Snitch.

Brown's eyes were attracted by Snape at this moment.

He really looked too suspicious.

His face was pale and his lips were tightly pursed.

When Harry Potter was thrown high up by the crowd and cheered, he hurried away with a hood on and ran towards the Forbidden Forest not far from the castle. He obviously wanted to do something unspeakable.

Especially after seeing Harry Potter followed him, his curiosity was finally suppressed.

0 Asking for flowers

He quickly left the stands. He put on a hood in a corner and hurried over using the levitation spell.

He hid under a big tree with the Disillusionment Charm.

"rustling……"

The leaves on the tree began to shake.

Through the dense branches and leaves, Braun saw Harry, who looked nervous.

Braun followed his gaze and looked towards an open space.

There, Snape and Loki stood opposite each other.

"Why, choose here? Severus?"

Quirrell stammered in response.

At this moment, he was more nervous than usual.

"I think this matter is not suitable to be discussed in front of many people. What do you think?"

Seeing that Quirrell did not answer, Snape continued coldly:

"I know what you're thinking... I don't think you want to be my enemy.

Also, think clearly about who you want to be loyal to.……"

"It seems that Snape has discovered that something is wrong with Quirrell."

Brown thought to himself.

Seeing Harry on the treetop, he couldn't help but show some evil taste.

He used a floating spell on the owl that was resting.

The sleeping owl screamed in fear and then quickly fled from this strange place.

Harry was frightened and almost fell down.

The two people in the open space obviously heard it and said nothing more.

"I'm waiting for your little tricks... I'll keep an eye on you!"

After saying that, without waiting for Quirrell to say anything, he put on his hood like a bat and quickly left the open space.

Quirrell was left standing there blankly , like a sculpture, motionless.

Brown was afraid that Quirrell would find out, so he didn't stay for long. He crouched down and left carefully, trying not to make any noise.

Back in the Slytherin common room,

Malfoy was covering his blue eyes.

Although Crabbe's hand wound had been healed by Madam Pomfrey with herbs, he still cried out in pain.

"I promise I will ask my dad to kick Weasley out of school!

My dad is the director of Hogwarts!"

His words were recognized by some of the little wizards.

However, most of the little snakes were still excitedly discussing the game just now.

After all, Harry Potter's performance was so amazing.

Even the little snakes couldn't help but admire him.

""Where have you been, Braun?"

Daphne asked quietly.

She was wearing a hairpin Braun gave her, and it was obvious that he liked it very much.

"Very beautiful! It seems that there is nothing wrong with my aesthetic taste."

Braun praised.

Daphne blushed.

"What do you want to ask?"

"I went out to get some fresh air. I didn't like the atmosphere in the lounge.

You know I prefer quiet."

"Did you hear what Malfoy said? He's going to have his father expel your cousin."

"So what?"

"Aren't you worried?"

"Daphne, do you know what a school director is? A school director is a sucker who pays money. No one has the ability to expel a student without Dumbledore's approval."

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