Chapter 790 The man behind the scenes
The Gryffindor students were immersed in the excitement of winning the Quidditch trophy, and the common room was filled with a cheerful atmosphere as everyone talked about the interesting things that happened during the game.
However, what made them even more excited was that they had won the bet.
Yes, I won money.
They still made money from the banker on the Slytherin side. Nothing makes them happier than this.
Of course, this money is actually not easy to make.
Only when Gryffindor scores the first goal, Harry successfully catches the Golden Snitch, Gryffindor defeats Slytherin, and finally wins the Quidditch trophy, can they The bet was considered a win, and the bookmakers in Slytherin had to pay double the odds.
"How about it?"
As soon as Kenneth returned to the common room, he was surrounded by a group of people. Everyone asked Slytherin whether he had paid back the money as scheduled.
“Unfortunately, they don’t have enough galleons to repay our debts for the time being, but I have already gotten everyone’s principal back. Slytherin will repay the rest before the school holidays.”
“How can this be?”
Everyone is very dissatisfied with the fact that Slytherin students do not pay back the money they owe, and they are also afraid that they will not pay back the money.
"They really don't have any money to give. After all, they lost too badly. All three colleges won, so they lost. Don't push too hard, give them some time." Kenneth was very considerate.
There is no way, the Slytherin bankers really lost so miserably that they couldn't even take off their pants to compensate.
He estimated that Slytherin would have to pay at least a few hundred galleons, and the bookmakers would have to pay at least thirty to forty galleons. Kenneth doubted whether those guys could afford the money, even though those guys Just because someone's family is rich doesn't mean they are also rich.
“What if they don’t pay back the money?” Someone still couldn’t help but ask, “The credibility of Slytherin students has never been high. What if they cheat and don’t pay back the money?”
"They don't dare." Kenneth sneered, "Unless they want to be targeted by students from the three houses, and we have signed a magic contract with Slytherin. If they don't pay before the summer vacation, There will be a price to pay for it.”
“What price?” someone asked curiously.
“It’s a secret for the time being.” Kenneth said mysteriously, “If they really break the contract, you will find their faces particularly interesting next semester.”
Kenneth dared to bet with the guys in Slytherin who had extremely bad credit. Naturally, he expected that this might happen and was prepared. Otherwise, how could he be willing to accept a bet that was so unfavorable to him?
“Speak quickly, speak quickly!” everyone urged.
“If you don’t want the principal.” Kenneth took out a list from his pocket and began to distribute everyone’s principal.
“George, where is Albert?”
After distributing the principal in the bag, Kenneth walked towards the three people playing wizard cards in the corner.
"He went out."
“Remember to return the Galleons to him for me.” Kenneth put a small bag in front of George, “Twenty Galleons, oh, by the way, and this is your principal.”
“You made a lot of money this time, right?” George took the bag, checked the galleons inside, and then raised his head and asked Kenneth. He felt that the guy in front of him must have made a lot of money by taking this opportunity.
“This number.” Kenneth raised his hand and shook it twice.
"100 Galleons? I thought you would make a lot of money out of this." George felt that he had overestimated Kenneth's greed. You must know that after they learned that Albert had bet out 20 Galleons, they also followed Albert. Bert placed his bet.
At that time, it was no longer a matter of offending students from the three colleges.
Well, it was actually Albert who warned him not to be too greedy, let alone let the people in Slytherin lose too much, lest they cannot afford to lose.
In fact, most students just support it, and no one will actually spend a lot of money to gamble. Most of the money in this bet goes into the pockets of a few people.
To this end, Kenneth directly **** the interests of the three colleges and took out a magic contract to ensure that Slytherin would not default on its debt.
“You are really dark.”
"If you think I have a dark heart, then give up the remaining twenty galleons." Kenneth despised the three guys in front of him. Even though he had taken advantage of them, he still had the nerve to make sarcastic remarks to him here.
“Why don’t you want to use your own ability to win money from gambling?” Fred curled his lips.
Slytherin's banker was clearly arranged, but in the end, they still didn't know who did it. The three of them were sure that even Kenneth, the unlucky guy, didn't realize that he was pushed forward to take the blame.
Well, the contract signed by both parties has a magical effect. You can guess who provided it even if you think on your knees.
"You... earned 20 Galleons?" Ron felt a little heavy in his chest.
"Yes, didn't you follow suit?" George couldn't understand the expression on Ron's face, and looked at Kenneth with confusion, who shrugged with a half-smile.
“What’s wrong with you?” Hermione noticed something strange about Ron.
"Nothing." Ron turned to look at Harry and asked, "How many galleons did you press?"
"Ten galleons." Harry said without thinking, "I don't think we will lose, nor do I think I will lose, let alone lose."
“As expected of Harry.”
"I was just saying casually, and you, I remember you seemed to have made a bet too!" Harry looked at Ron's slightly pale face, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?"
“He gave up on his own later.” Kenneth’s expression was quite interesting, as if he wanted to laugh, but was holding back.
“Why give up?” Lee Jordan was a little puzzled. He actually gave up on such a sure-profit thing?
As long as you ask around, you will know that students from the three houses are betting on the outcome of the game with the bookmaker on the Slytherin side. If they dare to make such a big fuss, they cannot bet without thinking.
“Actually, I have always felt that Ron has nothing to do with money.” Fred suddenly said.
“I think so too.” George nodded in agreement.
“Shut up.” Ron glared at the twin brothers angrily. In fact, he also felt that he was very unlucky. Why did he give up in the first place?
It seems that he heard from Albert that Slytherin students like to cheat, and if they really lose the bet, they will probably cheat without paying any money, so he went to tell Kenneth that he would not gamble anymore, so as not to lose the remaining money in his pocket. The little money I had was also lost.
At this moment, the door to the common room was opened, and Albert walked in.
“Where have you been?” George picked up the money bag on the table and threw it towards Albert.
"Where's Hagrid? By the way, Hermione, you should be okay next Wednesday. Take your Crookshanks to Hagrid's place and let the cat help him clean up the mice in the house."
“Can’t you do it tomorrow?” Hermione was a little confused and didn’t understand why next Wednesday was chosen.
“He needs some time to put his things in order,” said Albert.
As for why it is next Wednesday, it is naturally because next Wednesday is the full moon, and he is going to make clear arrangements for "cats, dogs, wolves and rats" in one go.
(End of this chapter)