Hogwarts of a certain magic

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In the goblin's tent, Ludo pulled William's sleeve and almost knelt on the ground begging.

"Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive! The impulse is Merlin! I beg you! That is Garon, not Nat! Not even the shit-smelling chocolate frog!"

His voice was too loud, attracting the attention of countless wizards.

what?There is actually a rare beast of the Transylvani team?

It's so hard to think about, and you have a grudge against Jialong, rushing to give people money as green leeks?

Soon, many wizards recognized Ludo and William.

Ludo is really eye-catching, wearing a long Quidditch robe with a yellow and black cross, and a huge wasp printed on his chest like ink.

William was dressed normally, but he was really that handsome face, too famous.

Fudge keeps up with current affairs, taking advantage of the heat of Venice before it passes, the madness is the Italian blood spaghetti, and William and Hermione are created as heroes.

There are reports everywhere, and I feel sick.

Merlin’s brother-in-law, the famous Stark bet on Transylvani?

It seems that his genius is only in the field of magic, and did not extend to gambling.

"William, are you under the Imperius Curse? Who did it... Wizards of the Transylvania team, or fairies?"

Under the goblin's angry eyes, Ludo finally pulled William to the other side.

"What's wrong, can't this team suppress it?" William asked.

"Of course you can't press! You don't see who your opponent is?" Ludo whispered.

"I'll give you some insider information. Why is the first game between England and Transylvania?

Looking for a weak team for England, this is a must!"

"I tell you, William! How weak is this team... They are all part-time players.

The coach works as a temporary divination professor at the Vaga School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the goalkeeper is the bus conductor, and the seeker is the grandmaster of the Ministry of Magic..." Ludo chattered.

Transylvania is not a country, but a region in Eastern Europe.

In the Muggle world, it belongs to Romania, but in the wizarding world, it has high autonomy.

So it has its own Quidditch team.

"But when they entered the Quidditch World Cup, they are no longer amateurish." William retorted.

"That was an accident!" Ludo looked like he hated iron not being steel.

"Guifei ball is round, everything is possible." William insisted on his acting skills, "I'll suppress it and bet on luck."

"I don't object to your bet on luck, but can you stop 20,000 gallons as soon as you get started?" Ludo growled."Let's press a Gallon first... try the water?"

"The game is bought in reverse, and the villa depends on the sea." William said calmly, "The more you press, the more you earn!"

"..."

"Twenty thousand gallons, all over Transylvania."

A group of people watching and eavesdropping suddenly exploded.

Isn't this Stark wise?Really a primary school student?

Otherwise, it's Xiaobai who is just getting started, who is fooled by a few words, and he has high odds, thinking about getting rich overnight?

The wizards all around muttered and pointed at William.

The most important thing is, too rich, right?Staff of the Ministry of Magic, only 70 or 80 gallons a month.

Twenty thousand gallons...If you don't eat or drink, you have to save for more than 20 years.

The first prodigal in the magic world!

The old fairy smiled, his green face looked like a burst of chrysanthemum.

The only man in front of him who can threaten him in terms of appearance is not as powerful as in the legend.

"Mr. Stark, our odds are 1.11, 3.75, 11.00."

"Three results, win, tie, and lose... Do you really beat Transylvania?"

There is a tie in the group stage.According to the competition system, each game lasts no more than 4 hours.

If the Golden Snitch has not been caught within 4 hours, the final score will be used to determine the outcome.

"Of course I pressed it. My lucky number is 11." William smiled.

According to this odds, he beat 20,000 Galleons and won 220,000.Excluding the principal, the net profit is 200,000 gallons.

What a gamble!

In fact, you can bet on the difference between the scores of the two teams, and the odds are higher.

But in the first hand, William only took 20,000 gallons for the game, and the final is the real leek cut.

An upset can still be understood, but if you can guess the difference by a few hundred points, it would be too shocking.

No one wants to play with you later.

Everyone found that William had come for real, and the look in his eyes changed instantly.

On his forehead, it seems to be written: stupid, rich, quick...

"Mr. Stark, I'm from the little headed gambling company... we have the best reputation..."

"Mr. Stark... our odds can be adjusted to one to one hundred, and we will never run away."

A group of wizards who used William as leeks rushed over.

He and Ludo finally got out of the crowd.

"William, do you think this is good? Give me the money and I will help you run it."

Ludo also instantly became an old gambling dog.

"It will be tripled by the end of the World Cup, I will get a commission... what do you think?"

William ignored him at all.

Ludo, a person who failed every exam, would like to teach William, who has reference answers, how to pass the exam?

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"Mr. Bagman, how is Bertha?"

"It's still like that. That's why I came to you today." Ludo rubbed his hands.

"Mr. Stark, I heard from the hospital that you paid Bertha five thousand gallons for hospitalization?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Bertha was injured during the vacation I gave, which is barely a work-related injury. The Ministry of Magic will reimburse him, and there is still some money."

Ludo pondered: "I also heard that you were helping to make potions."

"Yes." William nodded.

"Do you think this would work? I bought the potion at a price 30% higher than the market price..."

"The money you should earn is returned as much as possible. If the 30% that exceeds the market price, let's share it between the two?"

"..." Ludo, the director of the Sports Department, really spared no effort to squeeze the wool of the Ministry of Magic.

William did not immediately refuse: "Mr. Bagman, I need to think about it."

Think of a fart... William can easily earn millions by gambling and complete the wealth accumulation of other generations.

Let's go to stalk the wool with you?

Isn't this tantamount to sending your own handle to Ludo?

William was about to shake off Ludo when he suddenly saw a familiar figure from behind.

The witch was wrapped in a black robe and covered her head with a scarf. From the decoration, she looked like an Arab.

——Professor McGonagall!

William and her are so acquainted, this figure will certainly not admit it.

"Professor McGonagall." William shouted.

The witch walked faster when she heard others shouting.

"...Professor McGonagall, why are you walking so fast? I'm William."

Professor McGonagall had to stop and turn around silently.

"Ah, William, why are you here? What a coincidence."

At this time, Professor McGonagall seemed to be a little flustered, and lost the harsh aura he usually had in school.

She was so flustered.When the students found out that they were gambling on football, it would affect the image too much.

Seeing Professor McGonagall, Ludo, who owed her money, immediately Apparated and ran away.There is no delay in a second.

"William, why are you here?" Professor McGonagall scowled. "You are not an adult, so you are not allowed to bet on football!"

William did not answer, but lowered his voice: "Which team are you going to press?"

what's the situation?Will William think she is here to gamble?

McGonagall pressed her lips tightly. She hid her identity as the gambling king for many years. Has it been leaked out?

Professor Dumbledore or... Hagrid who can't keep the secret?

Or maybe it was Snape?He always wanted to replace her as the vice principal.

Oh ~ Sinister Slytherin!

In an instant, Professor McGonagall, frowning, doubted all the teachers again.

"Professor, do you want to suppress anyone?" William asked again.

"England national team." Professor McGonagall covered up.

"William, I never bet on football, but... feelings."

"I tell you that England will lose..."

"..."

"Really." William said softly, "The England national team carnival till dawn last night, they are so bloated, they will definitely lose tonight."

This is certainly not a reason.The real reason is: Believe in Nico, get eternal life!

"But..." Professor McGonagall hesitated.

"Trust me, Professor! To suppress the England national team, you may have to line up to go to the rooftop tomorrow."

"..."

"William, I don't usually bet on football. Today I just bet with feelings, just take a chance." Professor McGonagall said sternly, "but it's the same for everyone, since you said that..."

She leaned closer and whispered: "I will immediately get the key to my vault, and I will vote for the Transylvania team."

"..." As expected of Gryffindor, just bold!

The two were about to leave when William saw another sneaky figure.

——Professor Trelawney!

"Oh, Minerva, what a coincidence." Professor Trelawney walked slowly with a bottle of Sherry.

"Hey, isn't this William? Are you guys also betting on football?"

"Professor, which team are you going to press?"

"Of course it's the England national team... I have seen the result with my third eye..." She burped.

"I advanced Dumbledore's salary for a year...a small profit, although not much, but very stable."

"..."

It seems that Professor Trelawney's predictions are not always effective.

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