HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 88 The Wrath of the Board of Governors Hogwarts Property Certificate?

The Board of Trustees cut off Hogwarts' funding.

The food at lunchtime today was noticeably a step down.

"So, all the meals we eat are bought by Malfoy?"

"Wrong, there are several other Slytherin families as well."

Gryffindor looked pale and angrily stuffed vegetable leaves into his mouth.

"If the Malfoys run out of funding, will the other families follow suit?"

"The Malfoys' lackeys!"

Hermione couldn't stand this kind of hypocritical talk anymore. She slammed her cutlery on the table with a bang and was about to get up.

A Slytherin student suddenly ran in through the main entrance.

"Professor McGonagall, our Landric has disappeared!"

The hall fell silent instantly.

Hermione felt a blur rush past her.

Harry grabbed Crabbe by the collar. "What did you say?? Landric is missing? What's missing?"

Crabbe was being choked and couldn't breathe; his fat face flushed red. "I looked, but I couldn't find him. He didn't come back yesterday..."

Harry tightened his grip, his bloodshot eyes fixed venomously on Crabbe.

Why? Why didn't he go back? Where did he go yesterday? Or was he with those Slytherins...?

"Harry!"

Professor McGonagall rushed down and pulled Harry's arm away, interrupting Harry's resentful thoughts.

"Prefects of each grade, organize your students to stay in the lobby from now on and do not wander off in any other direction!!"

"Professor Flitwick, please look after these students. I'll go find Headmaster Dumbledore!"

"Okay, okay..."

Professor McGonagall walked out anxiously and ran into Dumbledore and Snape.

The professor, dressed in a dark green robe, grabbed the white-bearded old man's clothes.

"Dumbledore, Landric Rozier is missing."

"What!?"

Before Professor McGonagall could even see Dumbledore's suddenly stiff expression, a cold and beautiful woman pointed her wand at his throat.

The woman's noble face instantly contorted into madness.

"Say it again, what happened to my Rand?"

……

At the same time, inside the sealed room.

Landrick hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time.

The soul doesn't hurt, and the vessel isn't very heavy.

No wonder they always have so much energy.

Tom looked at Landric with a complicated expression. "You don't seem to have the same energy as Big. Don't you get yourself into a lot of trouble?"

"And this snake..."

Upon hearing that he had been targeted, the basilisk immediately reacted, crying out, "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I still have some good stuff to offer!"

Landric, lying on the ground, turned to look at him upon hearing this. "You've got something good again?"

"Eek," this is the last one I've been saving.

The basilisk, with a pained expression, thrashed its bound body towards Landric a few times, like a fish.

"You promised me you wouldn't rip me off."

Landric nodded in agreement, "I'll give you a new body; you have your own mission now."

A contract was expelled from the basilisk's belly.

Landric was too lazy to move, so he instructed Tom to open it for him.

then.

The usually calm and elegant man, veins bulging on his neck, roared as he gripped the basilisk by the neck, "How come I never saw this before? If I had this, what would Dumbledore have to do with it?!"

Landric: !!! Good stuff?!

Exhausted, he struggled to his feet and tried to snatch the paper from Tom's hand.

No twitching.

Landric tightened his grip, and Tom, perhaps afraid of tearing the paper, let go.

then……

"Hogwarts title deed?!"

Without saying a word, he put the contract into his spatial storage, determined not to let Tom see it a second time.

Tom pinched the basilisk so hard it made its eyes roll back, but then it saw Landric's actions and its hands started itching to pinch someone again.

"I don't even have a physical form! Why are you being wary of me? What can I possibly take from you? Show me what you have."

"No"

"I'm not doing anything."

"No"

"I've never seen the property ownership certificate."

"No"

"You know, I grew up in an orphanage, and it wasn't easy for me to finally get into Hogwarts..."

"No"

Tom was grinding his teeth to powder, but Landric turned his head away and wouldn't look at Tom.

Tom:

With a helpless sigh, he said, "Slit your finger and sign your name on the property deed."

"Now?"

"You like the culture of ancient China, don't you? There's a saying in ancient China: 'Delay brings change,' do you understand?"

Landric looked at the basilisk.

Was he telling the truth? He's not trying to trick me, is he?

The basilisk received Landric's brainwaves and its eyes turned starry.

Yes, yes, Hogwarts Castle originally belonged to Salazar Slytherin.

Since he gave the property certificate to me, it belongs to me.

Those are all mine now, I can give them to whomever I want, right?

Landric's snake agreed; "Good snake!"

The basilisk leaped twice on the ground like a fish toward Landric.

Whisper to him, "You're pretty...hehehe."

Tom grabbed the snake by the tail and flung it against the wall, turning it into a snake pancake.

In a sinister tone, he said, "You mean, I'm ugly??"

P.S.: Sometimes I feel like I have a pretty wild imagination.