Chapter 404： collective debt collection

Chapter 404 Collective Debt Collection

"So, for the time being, you only get back the bet from Flint?"

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

"The **** really wants to pay back the money," said George angrily. "Since the Slytherin team lost the game, he has no intention of paying back the money."

"If we didn't follow what you said and find a bunch of people to block him, we might not be able to get the money back." Lee Jordan really admired Flint's thick skin, that guy actually planned to stop Acknowledgement.

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

Fred and George were very dissatisfied with Lee Jordan's remarks, and directly protested: "We are obviously only going to get back the Garen we bet on."

"You guys obviously used spells secretly to bring people down." Lee Jordan muttered softly.

"It's all because that **** Flint tried to renege, and I just silenced him." Fred regretted not using the Stunning Charm directly.

"Moreover, the person who used the stun spell was obviously George."

"Nonsense, I clearly used a body-binding spell." George protested dissatisfied.

Albert stretched out his hand to cover his face. These **** must have taken advantage of the chaos to secretly cast a curse on Flint and the others, and they turned them over. He asked again: "You didn't put the person directly on the snow, did you?"

"How could we be like that!" Fred said solemnly, "According to your suggestion, we threw Flint and his little friends in the Slytherin locker room, where it was warm, um, top Another little cold, and we kindly hinted to the Slytherins when we got back to the house that their house Quidditch player passed out in the dressing room."

"I guess Flint won't be able to afford this money for a while." Albert bent down to pick up his fat cat, and reminded, "I'm afraid it will take a lot of money to get back my Galleons." It worked."

"It's a pity that Flint and his companions don't have extra Galleons." Lee Jordan liked to see Flint's expression of astonishment and confusion when he witnessed himself being robbed by a group of people.

"They put a lot of Galleons on that **** Kenneth Toller, and some students haven't even got back the principal." Fred Mosuo pointed the Galleons between his fingers and started talking to Albert Talk about how they blocked Flint and his companions and successfully got back the deposit.

"Who were you scolding just now!"

Kenneth Toller walked over swaggeringly, almost smiling.

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

He reached into the pocket of his robe, took out a money bag, counted out fourteen Galleons and handed them to Albert. Then, he took out another piece of parchment and handed it to Albert, saying that he did not lie to him.

There are actually very few people who really win and make money with Kenneth Toller. It should be said that there are many who support Harry, but the amount of bets is very small. They are all like one or two Sickles. Most of the Garen was actually earned from Slytherin. Those guys were so confident in themselves that they were basically wiped out.

"By the way, I heard that **** Flint owes more than a hundred galleons to others." Kenneth Toller asked Fred, George and Lee Jordan for answers, and he also knew that these three guys brought People are going to block Flint, and they should know how much money those unlucky **** lost.

"It's two hundred and thirty-five Galleons and ten Sickles. I copied a copy of Flint's bill just now, lest that **** want to repay the bill!" George smiled and took out a piece of parchment from his pocket. It recorded the data of Flint's gambling games. They had already settled the accounts just now, and found that those guys really owed a lot of debt.

"This is not a small amount of money." Kenneth Toller remembered the unpleasant experience last year.

"Whoever told him to offer odds of one to four is simply crazy." Fred shrugged, showing no mercy to the unlucky Slytherin, "Besides, he deliberately violated the rules to stop Harry Catch the Snitch, as you should have seen, the Slytherin team can even be said to have lost twice."

"I even suspect that Harry almost fell off the broom, and it was Slytherin who did it." George said.

"It might have been Snape." Kenneth Toller said suddenly, "Afterwards, his robes caught fire somehow, and Harry's broom returned to normal."

"Snape?" The three looked at each other, and they all looked at Albert, "Would Snape be so shameless?"

"At that time, I did see that Snape seemed to be thinking about something." Albert said what he saw. Although he didn't say it directly, he was able to pin the blame on Snape.

No way, Snape is indeed fit to take the blame.

"You all don't know, when I saw Harry almost fell off the broomstick, I was almost terrified." Kenneth Toller recalled what happened at that time, it is really not a thrilling word, If Harry had fallen off the broomstick, he would probably be worse off than Flint by now.

After all, Flint had someone to help share the pressure, and he had to 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 he will never dare to gamble randomly again in the future." Albert said softly.

"However, how are you going to get the money back?" Kenneth Toller asked curiously, "Are you going to block Flint all day?"

"According to Albert's method, we are ready to unite and get back the bet together." Lee Jordan said with a smile about Albert's plan.

"Where are the Alberts?" Kenneth Toller noticed that Albert had disappeared inexplicably.

"What can you do with me?" Albert looked up and asked, he was teasing Tom with a cat teasing stick, this guy is no longer afraid of life.

"Do you think Flint will pay back the money?"

"There are a total of sixty students who bet. You have to know how many students there are in Hogwarts." Albert picked up Tom, rubbed his ears and said, "Flint offended so many people all at once. Man, I’m not joking, believe it or not, people go to bet on him every day and ask him for money.”

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

"What if he has no money?"

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

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

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

"That **** Flint said before that if I don't have the money to pay back, I'll take off my underwear to pay off the debt." Kenneth Toller smiled a little bit, "I don't want his pair that hasn't been washed in weeks. Underpants, that would make me nauseous, just pay off with his pants."

After speaking, Kenneth Toller happily walked away.

"What a nasty fellow," muttered Fred.

"Do you think he will pay?"

Maybe, someone will do that.

"It's really dead!"

Albert listened to the exchange of several people, and silently mourned for Flint for three seconds in his heart.

(end of this chapter)