Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 403: collective debt collection

"So, for now, you're only taking back your stake from Flint?"

Albert looked down at the five Galleons that Fred handed to him, then looked up at Fred, George and Lee Jordan, who were sitting across from him with happy faces, and asked, "Fred Is Lint not going to pay back the money?"

"That **** really wants to default," George said angrily. "He's not going to pay back since the Slytherin team lost."

"If we didn't follow what you said and found a bunch of people to block him, we wouldn't necessarily be able to get the money back." Lee Jordan admired Flint's thick skin. plan to deny the account.

"What is robbery, can this be called robbery?"

Fred and George were very dissatisfied with Lee Jordan's rhetoric and directly protested: "We are obviously just going to get back the Galleon we bet on to win."

"You **** clearly used a spell to bring people down." Lee Jordan muttered softly.

"It's all the fault of that **** Flint for wanting to renege on his debt, and I just kept him silent." Fred regretted not using the Stunning Charm directly.

"Also, the person who used the Stunning Charm was clearly George."

"Nonsense, I'm obviously using a full-body restraint spell." George protested dissatisfied.

Albert stretched out his hand to cover his face, these **** must have secretly cast a spell on Flint and several people in the chaos, and turned them over. He asked again: "You didn't leave people directly on the snow!"

"How could we be like that!" Fred said solemnly: "As per your suggestion, we left Flint and his friends in the Slytherin locker room, where it was warm, Well, a little cold at most, and when we got back to the house, we kindly hinted to the Slytherin students that their house Quidditch player passed out in the locker room."

"I guess Flint won't be able to take out the money for a while." Albert bent down to pick up his fat cat and reminded, "If you want to get back the Galleon that belongs to you, I'm afraid you have to It took a lot of work."

"It's a pity that Flint and his companions don't have any extra Galleons." Lee Jordan likes to see Flint's stunned and confused expression when he sees himself being robbed by a group of people.

"They put a huge sum of Galleons on Kenneth Toler's bastard, and some of the students haven't even got the principal back." Fred Mosuo pointed the Galleons between his fingers and began to talk to him. Albert told how they blocked Flint and his companions and successfully got the deposit back.

"Who were you scolding just now?"

Kenneth Toller swaggered over with a smile on his face.

"We made about thirty Galleons this time, this one is yours, and the rest has been settled."

He reached into the pocket of his robe, took out a purse, counted fourteen Galleons from it and handed it to Albert. Then, he took out another piece of parchment and handed it to Albert, indicating that he had not lied to him.

There are actually very few people who actually win and make money here in Kenneth Toler. It should be said that there are many people who support Harry, but the number of bets is very small. Well, most of the Galleons were actually earned from Slytherin. Those guys were very confident in themselves, and they were basically wiped out.

"By the way, I heard that Flint **** owes someone over a hundred Galleons." Kenneth Toler asked Fred, George, and Lee Jordan for answers, and he knew the three This guy took someone to block Flint, and he should know how much those unlucky **** lost.

"It's two hundred and thirty-five Galleons and ten cents. I just copied a copy of Flint's bill, lest that **** want to default it!" George smiled and took out a sheepskin from his pocket. The paper, which recorded the data of Flint's gambling game, they had just cleared it, and found that those guys really owed a lot of debt.

"It's not a small sum of money." Kenneth Toller recalled a not-so-pleasant experience last year.

"It's crazy that he dared to offer a one-to-four odds." Fred shrugged, showing no pity for the unlucky Slytherin, "Also, he deliberately violated the rules during the game. Stop Harry from catching the Snitch, as you should have seen, the Slytherin team could even be said to have lost twice."

"I even suspect that Harry almost fell off his broom and someone from Slytherin did it," George said.

"Probably Snape," Kenneth Toler said suddenly. "Afterwards, his robes caught fire for some reason, and Harry's broom returned to normal."

"Snape?" The three looked at each other and looked at Albert, "Is Snape so shameless?"

"At the time, I did see that Snape seemed to be thinking something." Albert said what he saw, although he didn't say it directly, but it was Snape's head.

No way, Snape really fits the pot.

"You don't know, I was terrified when I saw Harry almost fell off his broomstick." Kenneth Toler recalled what happened at that time, and it was really not a thrilling sentence. In other words, if Harry did fall off his broom, he would probably be worse than Flint by now.

After all, Flint has someone to help share the pressure, and he can only carry it himself.

Fortunately, Albert's words came true, otherwise even the pants would have to be paid to that **** Flint.

"I believe that Flint will definitely learn from this lesson and will not dare to gamble again in the future." Albert said softly.

"But how are you going to get the money back?" asked Kenneth Toler curiously, "Will you be blocking Flint all day?"

"According to Albert's method, we are ready to join forces to recover the bet." Lee Jordan said with a smile about Albert's plan~IndoMTL.com~ What about the Albertans? "Kenneth Toller noticed that Albert had disappeared for no apparent reason.

"What's the matter with me?" Albert looked up and asked, he was teasing Tom with a cat stick, and this guy was no longer afraid of life.

"Do you think Flint will pay you back?"

"There are 60 students who made bets. You have to know how many students there are in the entire Hogwarts." Albert picked up Tom, rubbed his ears and said, "Flint offended him all at once. It's not a joke to have so many people, believe it or not, people bet on him every day and ask him for money."

"Furthermore, Flint will stay in the school for two more years. As long as someone comes to trouble him every now and then, I believe that Flint will eventually be forced to pay back the money to the students who won the bet. "

"What if he has no money?"

"Then see who can't stand it first." Albert said softly.

"If you really can't get the money, take off his pants and give them to me." Kenneth Toler said with a smile, "I'll pay a Galleon to buy his pants."

"What do you want his pants for?" Several people looked at Kenneth Toler with weird eyes.

“That **** in Flint said if I don’t have the money, I’ll take off my **** to pay off the debt.” Kenneth Toler’s smile was a bit creepy. Washed panties, that would make me sick, just use his trousers to pay off the debt."

With that, Kenneth Toler walked away happily.

"What a bad guy," Fred muttered.

"You said he would pay?"

Maybe, someone would actually do that.

"It's really dead!"

Albert listened to the exchange of several people and observed three seconds of silence for Flint in his heart.