Hogwarts: This wizard wants to make progress too much

"Wait, Ethan, how much are you going to bet?"

George grabbed Ethan, who was about to leave, and asked curiously.

They knew that Ethan was a standard nouveau riche. Not to mention that he earned the lion's share of the Baffey Brain Booster in the school, but also the cooperation with the Voray family outside the school made him a lot of gold Galleons. They had witnessed this.

"One hundred thousand!"

Ethan casually uttered an amount that shocked the three of them 0 .........

Easily earning five thousand gold Galleons, why not take advantage of this opportunity?

"You've earned one hundred thousand just like that. How much money does the Wizard Mailbox actually make?"

Cedric was so surprised that he became a little incoherent.

Don't look at him as a pure-blood, but he's just from a small family, and his pocket money isn't much. His father is just a small clerk in the Ministry of Magic. Even if the family sells everything, they can't scrape together ten thousand gold Galleons.

Fred and George also thought of this. Their family was not as good as Cedric's, and the three of them simultaneously shut themselves down.

The efforts of several generations are not as good as Ethan's hard work for more than a year.

"It's true that it makes a little money."

Ethan nodded affirmatively. Currently, the dividends are more than 60,000 gold Galleons, and the overseas ones have not yet been calculated. If they are included, even if he has to share with foreign forces, Ethan's share is estimated to be more than 200,000.

It's just that there won't be that much later. This is not a consumable item. One copy can be used for many years, unless it's a toothpaste-like update and upgrade to harvest leeks, just like the Nimbus 2000 and 2001.

"Penelope, over here!"

Ethan saw Penelope walking from inside Hogwarts from afar, and immediately waved towards her.

"Your little boyfriend is looking for you, hurry up and go!"

Enid Hansen slapped Penelope's butt and teased.

"Single dog!"

Penelope said, and quickly walked towards Ethan.

Looking at Penelope's departing back, Enid Hansen gritted her teeth in hatred. It's not like no one wants her. On Valentine's Day, someone even used a little dwarf to confess to her, it's just that she doesn't like them.

Why are the ones who look for her all ugly and deformed? When will love come to her?

She grabbed her hair fiercely to vent her unhappiness.

"Watching my excitement? Get lost!"

Turning her head, she saw several little wizards around her watching her excitement. Enid Hansen would not give them any good looks, and immediately scolded them.

The moment he saw Penelope, Ethan directly handed her a money bag.

Inside were 100,000 gold Galleons that Ethan had specially saved, ready to use to scam the goblins, but now they were being used first.

"Are you sure you want to bet so much?"

"Aren't you afraid he'll run away!"

Penelope took the 4.3 money bag Ethan handed over, somewhat incredulous.

"Where can he run to?"

"You just go and place the bet."

Ludo was invited by Lockhart. If there was no connection between these two, Ethan would let them eat shit.

The reason why Ludo ran away in the original book was because he had scammed a large sum of money from the goblins and was unable to repay it, so he had no choice but to run, otherwise he would be torn apart by the goblins.

Otherwise, why would he give up such a decent job as the head of the Department of Magical Games and Sports and become a wanted criminal?

Besides, this was just the beginning. There were still five grades behind, as well as the semi-finals and the finals. How could he let it go?

"Then I'll go!"

At the betting table, Ludo's eyes popped out, with an incredible look on his face:

"You're talking about one hundred thousand bronze Knuts, right!"

In fact, one hundred thousand bronze Knuts is not a small amount either.

"Gold Galleons, one hundred thousand!"

Penelope pushed the money bag over with a smile.

Ludo's face was now more ugly than if his mother had died.

Which little wizard brings their family property with them when they go to school!

This is simply unreasonable.

After letting someone count the amount inside, Ludo ran directly to find Lockhart. He couldn't handle it anymore!

[Thank you to boss 1yh for the monthly ticket, thank you boss!] .

Chapter 128: Women Fighting

"Don't panic, I'll pay for the money first, but later you have to pay me back my money first, and then calculate the profits."

After listening to Ludo's words, Lockhart's face also became quite ugly, but the plan had started and it was not good to stop.

Lockhart knew that Ethan was very strong and had a very high reputation in Hogwarts. The Slytherins, who were so arrogant, were obedient in front of Ethan.

But he didn't expect it to reach this point. Under this kind of odds, more than 70% of those who bet on him to advance.

This 70% is the 70% of the number of people. If it is converted into gold Galleons, excluding the 100,000 provided by Penelope, more than 90% of the funds are betting on Ethan.

The betting that opened in the morning only made a little profit. After the game this afternoon, all the settlements have to be made, but the money earned is not even a fraction of what was paid out this afternoon.

"Lockhart, do you think we can also win Ethan over to our gambling game?"

To be honest, Ludo was greedy for this income.

By the time of the finals, there will be even more betting. If Ethan loses, the income will be enough for him to spend the rest of his life happily.

"Don't even think about it, that one hundred thousand gold Galleons was placed by him."

Apart from Ethan, which little wizard in Hogwarts can come up with so much money?

Moreover, a lot of these 100,000 gold Galleons are probably provided by himself.

Ludo only comes to Hogwarts during the games. He has been a professor for almost a year. What doesn't he know?

Besides, the things between Penelope and Ethan and the other girls are not hidden.

"He placed the bet? No, I have to return it to him. There's no way to do things like this."

Ludo was about to turn around and leave. Although the money was paid by Lockhart, it had to be deducted from the profits first, and it was still his own money that was being scammed.

"Looking for him is useless. You did plenty of things like that back when you were a Chaser for the Wimbourne Wasps. You think he'll admit anything?"

Hearing Lockhart's words, Ludo stopped in his tracks and turned around: "So, we just watch? That's five thousand Galleons!"

"For the sake of the plan, we have to be patient. Try to win him over if you can, but if he's looking for trouble, don't mention me."

Lockhart spread his hands. Although he often bluffed and got slapped down, and acted on a whim,

that didn't mean he was an idiot. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to concoct so many stories and erase people's memories without getting caught, even earning himself a Order of Merlin, First Class.

Having learned his lesson, he didn't think about revenge. If he couldn't afford to provoke someone, he didn't. This was his survival rule, allowing him to remain safe despite his lack of real strength.

"Alright, I understand. I'll find an opportunity to talk to him."

In reality, after calming down a bit, Ludo didn't dare to cause trouble.

Plus, Lockhart was right. The later matches were the key. Right now, it was just a warm-up, and the stakes would only get higher and higher.

To maximize profits, they had planned for all seven year levels to have their finals on the same day.

During the elimination rounds, Lockhart had already selected one young wizard from each year level, using money to win them over.

He provided them with alchemical tools to help them advance. Each year level was separate, and Lockhart could take advantage of this to lend out a few tools for them to use in rotation.

Except for the second-year student who didn't have time to use the alchemical tools before being hammered down by the Gryffindor witch in the last match, the others were still in.

As long as they could make it to the finals.

Then, with an insider who could cheat, no matter how much the other side bet, they could win steadily.

Even if they lost the second-year's pot, the rest would be enough to earn. However, Ludo still wanted to try to fight for it.

…

"Cassandra Voleur versus Hermione Granger!"

At half past two in the afternoon, the match finally began.

Hearing her name, Hermione's body noticeably stiffened. Ever since their first meeting on the Hogwarts Express, she had always been the one to suffer setbacks.

In contrast, Cassandra's lips were already stretched into a grin, unable and unwilling to suppress her smile.

She was just afraid of running into Ethan first, or Hermione running into Ethan first.

Since she couldn't get the champion, why not tease Granger a little more?

Amidst the cheers of Slytherin and Gryffindor, the two young witches, with completely opposite feelings, came to the stage and began their duel with Lockhart's countdown.

"Sandstorm!"

"Finite Incantatem!"

"Diffindo!"

Having barely extinguished the blue flames, Hermione could only awkwardly dodge to the side.

She wanted to use the necklace with the Shield Charm, but they had agreed beforehand that no one should use these underhanded tricks.

Moreover, if she could use it, Cassandra could too, and the result wouldn't be any better.

In a short twenty or thirty seconds, the two exchanged blows several times, with various colored lights from their spells filling the entire arena.

But the result was still the same as before, one attacking and one defending, and the match fell into a stalemate.

Hermione knew she couldn't let it continue like this.

"Incendio!"

Seizing an opening, Hermione dodged an attack and flung a fireball out with a backhand.

Hermione didn't expect to hit Cassandra directly, she just wanted the shockwave and heat of the Flame-Freezing Charm to buy her some time.

"Fire Style: Body Protection!"

Cassandra smiled contemptuously and lightly scratched the ground with her wand, and a dark wall of fire instantly appeared, protecting Cassandra tightly.

The scorching orange flames were devoured and assimilated upon contact.

Hermione felt a wave of despair in her heart. She knew that Cassandra knew Dark Arts and had learned a lot from Ethan. Fire Style: Body Protection was one of them, but Hermione really didn't expect Cassandra to use it.

She couldn't beat her in the first place, and now she was using Dark Arts? Wasn't that just bullying?

If Cassandra knew what Hermione was thinking, she would definitely laugh loudly, mocking her for not learning Dark Arts and stubbornly sticking to the few spells in the books.

Several professors who saw this scene were also stunned. Professor McGonagall even stood up abruptly.

Hermione was one of the few good students in Gryffindor who didn't need her to worry, and she couldn't let anything happen to her.

"Minerva, they know their limits."

Dumbledore reassured her. With his life experience, he saw the relationship between Ethan and the others clearly, especially after experiencing the Mirror of Erised.

Just with Ethan sitting next to her, Cassandra wouldn't deal a fatal blow. It could only be said that Ethan had them completely under his control.

"Albus, I wonder if we should prohibit the use of Dark Arts in duels?"

McGonagall was very convinced by Dumbledore's words, and immediately sat down, but she was still a little worried.

They two knew their limits, but what if someone else was facing them? Wouldn't they be burned?

If you were burned by this fire, you'd have to sweep up the ashes if you were even a step slow.

"Isn't that what they'll have to face sooner or later?"

"At least, we're still here now."

Hogwarts doesn't teach Dark Arts because all the wizards here are graduates of Hogwarts. Teaching Dark Arts and offering Dark Arts classes would probably increase the number of Dark Wizards exponentially.

But it doesn't explicitly prohibit Dark Arts, it just doesn't promote it.