Chapter 560：

This resulted in the already wealthy foundation making a huge profit.

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John’s arrangements for this school year are very simple.

Hagrid’s class, looking for the Chamber of Secrets, and occasionally meeting Slughorn to discuss things about Bloodborne.

He had plenty of time and visited almost every place in Hogwarts.

He even went to the restricted book section several times.

Ms. Pince pretended not to notice his behavior.

"No, where is the place that even the smartest person can't find?"

John began to have some doubts about the authenticity of this secret room.

He visited almost every place associated with wisdom, even the principal's office.

But there is no place where there is a Ravenclaw's Chamber of Secrets.

Wanting to find Hufflepuff's secret room but having no clues gave John a headache.

"That's right. If it were simple, we wouldn't have met him once every seven years." John comforted himself.

Back in the common room, he received a reply.

One letter was from Dad, telling John that he had bought a piece of land outside London.

John wants to build an orphanage. Because of the special circumstances, it cannot be allowed to be in the magical world, nor can it be noticed by too many Muggles.

The countryside is a good choice, and it will not attract attention when building a house.

But the managers still need Dad’s help in finding them. He doesn’t plan to let the wizard become the manager.

With a wizard's way of thinking, he was afraid that those Muggle children would be troubled by wizards.

You don’t expect a wizard who throws a child downstairs to see if he’s a squib to have much Muggle common sense.

The second letter was from Lockhart.

This former Ravenclaw student mentioned in his reply that his new book is about love.

He wanted to challenge his weaknesses and try new types of writing.

In response to this, John's mind appeared in the books written by Lockhart, with banshees, vampires and the like in them.

Don’t those loves feel twisted?

A wise man never falls in love.

I don’t know what Ravenclaw’s understanding of love is.

Silently, John put the letter down and could only wish Lockhart continued success.

Just as he was about to pick up the third letter, he paused.

"A wise man never falls in love?"

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Chapter 575 A wise man never falls in love with a river, a river

The place where smart people cannot find is the place where smart people will not go.

"Is there any place that smart people can't pass by?"

John touched his chin and murmured to himself: "Ravenclaw is a person who pursues wisdom, so what makes her give up wisdom?"

Or to put it another way, what wisdom is worthy of a proud eagle giving up its pursuit?

Ravenclaw spent her life pursuing wisdom, just like the crown she left behind.

It is hard for people to believe that such a person would fall in love to the point of giving up on wisdom.

"Gilderoy, you did me a favor." John leaned back in his chair and tapped his fingers on the table intentionally or unintentionally.

If Lockhart hadn't changed his style and written a novel about love in romantic Paris, I'm afraid John wouldn't have been able to think of this.

Unfortunately, thinking about it is one thing, but implementing it is another.

First of all, let me state that John did not fall in love.

Secondly, where is he going to find such a person?

"A wise man never falls in love."

John felt that this condition seemed full of difficulties.

After walking out of the door, in the common room, his eyes glanced at Daphne sitting on the sofa.

Daphne was staring fiercely at the large window in the Slytherin common room, or to be precise, at the person standing there.

"Atto, let's go to the Black Lake another day," Malfoy waved his hand and said proudly, "I'll build a small boat and we can go boating on it."

Astoria blinked and smiled sweetly: "Okay, thank you, Draco."

Malfoy raised his head, looking proud.

He secretly glanced at the distance between himself and Astoria, and his evil right hand lurked toward Astoria.

Touched.

Those are Astoria's clothes.

Separated by a layer of clothes, Malfoy was very excited.

He exerted slight force with his right hand to make the loose school robe stick to Astoria's skin, outlining the shape of her slim waist.

Malfoy's brain was working rapidly at this moment, and his breathing became rapid.

Astoria did not resist, but leaned towards Malfoy smoothly.

"It's close, it's close!"

Malfoy seemed to be able to smell the scent of pear blossoms on Astoria's body, and his heart was beating rapidly.

His eyes fell on Astoria's pink lips, and the kiss in the classroom last year came to his mind.

The soft touch is softer and sweeter than marshmallows.

"Atuo."

Malfoy's voice was low and he looked at Astoria affectionately.

His eyes met the blue eyes of that day, and the two looked at each other.

Gradually getting closer.

"Ah, common man!" Daphne covered the table with the parchment in her hand.

She couldn't bear it anymore, so she overturned the table that was in the way, took out her wand and headed towards Malfoy.

"Levicorpus"

"It's so hot! (Furnunculus

"Ricusempra"

"Tarantollegra!"

"Densaugeo"

"…"

A series of curses hit Malfoy.

The Slytherin students were all shocked, and one by one they rushed to stop Daphne who continued to cast spells.

"Calm down, calm down!"

"Be sensible, stay sensible!"

"Even Draco will die, Daphne!"

The girls are responsible for holding Daphne, and the boys are responsible for being a human wall.

Malfoy was hung in the air, with scabies on his face, but he kept laughing, his legs were still dancing wildly, and rabbit-like front teeth grew out of his laughing mouth.

In the end, it was John who rescued him.

Malfoy was angry, "I'm only seventeen years old, and I just want a kiss. What's wrong with me!"

John looked at him silently and took a step aside silently.

Daphne, who was finally stopped behind him, immediately pulled out her wand when she saw this, scaring Malfoy and immediately pulling John back.

"You said you don't know how to keep a low profile. There are some things you can't do secretly during a date." Blaise couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, "Everyone knows that Daphne can't see this."

There is a mentality called the mentality that if I can’t get it, I can’t let others get it.

Who in Slytherin doesn't know who Daphne likes?

She has unrequited love, but you are shameless and fall in love with her sister in front of her.

Daphne, who had been exposed to the rain, couldn't bear to see Malfoy like this, so she had to tear off his umbrella.

Malfoy was not happy when he heard this and shouted: "You are a piece of trash who has been chasing Weasley for a year and has not been able to catch up. Of course you don't know that blatant love is the best!"

Blaise covered his heart and stepped back repeatedly, his fists hardening.

MD, I really want to kill him.

"You, you bastard, if I speak for you again, you should let Daphne beat you to death!"

After saying that, Blaise looked at death and locked Malfoy from behind, yelling: "Daphne, shoot at me!"

A ray of red light knocked the two people away.

The Slytherin common room was abuzz.

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John finally chose to take Malfoy out for a walk.

If he continued to stay, he suspected that Malfoy was not only being attacked by Daphne, but also that everyone in Slytherin would join the fight.

Malfoy was still thinking.

"Obviously Atuo and I are in a normal relationship, but she is just jealous. Who told her to..." At this point, he stopped.

John glanced at Malfoy, and he suddenly asked: "Do you think there is anything that can make you give up what you have been pursuing?"

"Pursuing?" Malfoy was stunned and thought about it carefully, "How could there be such a thing?"

"I think so." John nodded, the problem seemed to still exist.

Two people came to the corridor and wandered.

When Filch heard that a young wizard was coming out after curfew, he appeared angrily. When he saw who it was, he stopped.

"Good evening, John."

"Good evening, the moonlight is nice tonight. I just saw Mrs. Norris on the other side."

"Oh, that naughty little guy is getting more and more energetic."

John smiled and nodded at Filch, who greeted him and left.

Even Malfoy was ignored by him.

Malfoy said curiously: "You are the only one who can make Filch like this."

"You don't know, he is scarier than a ghost in the eyes of the students."

John said casually: "Only those who violate discipline will be afraid of Filch."

Hearing this, Malfoy looked strange.

Aren’t they violating discipline now?

"Have you heard that rumor?" Malfoy didn't know where to get a lot of news at school. He walked in the corridor where the moonlight shone in and said, "The King of Hogwarts."

"They see you as their leader, and you deserve it," Malfoy said proudly.