Chapter 403： Collective debt collection (1/2)

”So, for the time being, you only withdraw the principal you pressed when you bet from Flint?”

Albert looked down at the five Galleons that Fred had handed him, then looked up at Fred, George, and Lee Jordan who were sitting across from him with joy, and asked, ”Flint is Aren’t you planning to pay back the money?”

”That **** really wants to go wrong,” George said angrily. ”Since the Slytherin team lost the game, he doesn't plan to pay back.”

”If we didn't find a bunch of people to stop him according to your statement, we wouldn't necessarily be able to get the money back.” Lee Jordan admired Flint's cheeky, but that guy really planned not to Acknowledge.

”What is grabbing, can this be called grabbing?”

Fred and George were very dissatisfied with Lee Jordan's remarks, and directly protested: ”We are obviously just going to get back the Kanon that we bet on to win.”

”You guy obviously used a spell to put people down.” Lee Jordan muttered softly.

”It's all because that **** Flint wanted to go wrong, and I just made him unable to make a sound.” Fred regretted not using the coma spell directly.

”Also, the person who used the Stunning Curse is obviously George.”

”Nonsense, I obviously used a full body restraint curse.” George protested dissatisfiedly.

Albert stretched out his hand to hide his face, this group of **** must have secretly cast a spell on Flint while they were in the mess, and let them go. He asked again: ”You didn't leave the person directly on the snow!”

”How could we be like that!” Fred said solemnly, ”According to your suggestion, we threw Flint and his little friend in the Slytherin locker room. It was warm, um, top I had more colds, and after we returned to the academy, we intimately hinted that the Slytherin students had a Quidditch player in their academy passed out in the locker room.”

”I guess Flint won't be able to get the money for a while.” Albert stooped to pick up his fat cat and reminded him, ”If you want to get back your own Kanon, I'm afraid it will take some time. Work hard.”

”It's a pity that Flint and his companions don't have any extra Garon.” Lee Jordan liked to see Flint's stunned and confused expression of witnessing himself being robbed by a group of people.

”They pressed a lot of Gallon where the Kenneth Tolera bastard, some students have not even got the principal.” Fred Mosuo pointed Gallon between his fingers, and started talking to Albert Tell me how they blocked Flint and his companions and successfully got the deposit back.

”Who were you scolding just now!”

Kenneth Toller walked over with a swagger, almost smiling.

”We made about thirty gallons this time. This one belongs to you. The rest has been settled.”

He reached into the pocket of his robe, took out a purse, counted fourteen gallons from it and handed it to Albert. Then, he took out a piece of parchment and handed it to Albert to show that he did not lie to him.

In Kenneth Toller, there are actually very few people who really bet to win and make money. It should be said that there are a lot of people who support Harry, but the amount of bet is very small. Most of Garon was actually earned from Slytherin. Those guys were so confident in themselves, but they were basically wiped out.

”By the way, I heard that the Flint **** owes more than a hundred gallons to others.” Kenneth Toller asked Fred, George and Lee Jordan for answers. He also knew that these three guys brought People are going to block Flint, and you should know how much money the hapless guys have lost.

”It's two hundred and thirty-five gallons and ten cents. I just copied a copy of Flint's bill, lest that **** wants to repay the bill!” With a smile, George took out a parchment paper from his pocket. It records the data of Flint's gambling game. They have liquidated just now and found that those guys really owed a debt.

”It's not a small amount of money.” Kenneth Toller remembered the unpleasant experience last year.

”Whoever lets him dare to offer odds of one to four is crazy.” Fred shrugged, and would not pity Slytherin's unlucky one at all. ”Furthermore, he deliberately violated the rules to stop Harry during the game. Catch the Snitch, you should have seen it, and the Slytherin team can even say that they lost twice.”

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

”It might be Snape,” Kenneth Toller said suddenly. ”Later, his robe caught fire somehow and Harry's broomstick returned to normal.”