The Gryffindor students were immersed in the excitement of winning the Quidditch trophy. 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 won the bet.
Yes, I won money.
They made money from the dealer in Slytherin, and nothing could make them happier than this.
Of course, this money is not easy to make.
Only if Gryffindor scores first, Harry successfully catches the Golden Snitch, Gryffindor defeats Slytherin, and finally wins the Quidditch trophy, can they be considered to have won the bet, and the bookmakers in Slytherin will have to pay twice the odds for this.
"How about it?"
As soon as Kenneth returned to the common room, he was surrounded by a group of people, all asking whether Slytherin had repaid the money on time.
"Unfortunately, they don't have that many Galleons to repay our debt for now, but I have already taken back everyone's principal. The remaining part will be repaid by Slytherin before the school holidays."
"How can this be possible?"
Everyone was very dissatisfied with the Slytherin students' practice of not paying back the money they owed, and they were also afraid that they would not pay it back.
"They really don't have any money to give. After all, they lost so badly. Three colleges won except them. Don't push them too hard. Give them some time." Kenneth was very understanding.
There was no way out. The Slytherin dealers had lost so badly that even if they took off their pants they wouldn’t be able to pay off the losses.
He estimated that Slytherin would have to pay at least several hundred Galleons, and if the dealers had to pay, it would be at least thirty or forty Galleons. Kenneth doubted whether those guys could afford the money. Although those people's families were wealthy, it did not mean that they were also rich.
"What if they don't pay back the money?" Someone couldn't help but ask, "Slytherin students have always had a low reputation. What if they cheat and don't pay back the money?"
"They wouldn't dare." Kenneth sneered, "Unless they want to be targeted by students from three colleges. Besides, we have signed a magic contract with Slytherin. If they don't pay before the summer vacation, they will pay the price."
"What's the price?" someone asked curiously.
"Keep it a secret for now." Kenneth said mysteriously, "If they really break the contract, you will find that their faces are very interesting next semester."
Kenneth dared to bet with those Slytherin guys with extremely bad credit, so he naturally expected that this kind of situation might happen and was prepared. Otherwise, how could he be willing to accept a bet that was so unfavorable to him
"Hurry up and tell me, hurry up and tell me!" 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's Albert?"
After distributing the principal in the bag, Kenneth walked towards the three people playing wizard cards in the corner.
"He's out."
"Remember to return the Galleons to him for me." Kenneth placed a small bag in front of George. "Twenty Galleons. Oh, and this is your principal."
"You made a lot of money this time, didn't you?" George took the bag, checked the galleons inside, then looked up and asked Kenneth. He felt that the guy in front of him must have made a lot of money by taking advantage of this opportunity.
"This number." Kenneth raised his hand and shook it twice.
"100 Galleons? I thought you were going to make a fortune from this." George felt that he had overestimated Kenneth's greed. After all, after they knew that Albert took out 20 Galleons to bet, they also followed Albert's bet.
"If the loss on the other side is too great, beyond the limit they can bear, they might simply not pay compensation, then we will suffer a huge loss." Kenneth naturally considered the situation where the other party could not afford to pay.
At that time, it would not be a question of whether or not to offend students from the three colleges.
Well, actually it was Albert who warned him not to be too greedy, and not to let the people in Slytherin lose too much, lest they be unable to afford the compensation.
In fact, most students just support the game, and no one will really spend a lot of money to gamble. Most of the money in this bet falls into the pockets of a few people.
To this end, Kenneth directly tied the interests of the three colleges together and took out a magic contract to ensure that Slytherin would not dare to default on its debt.
"You are really evil."
"If you think I'm a cruel person, then give up the remaining twenty Galleons." Kenneth despised the three guys in front of him. He was clearly taking advantage of them, but they still had the nerve to talk nonsense to him.
"Why don't you want the money you won from gambling with your own ability?" Fred pouted.
The arrangements for the dealer on the Slytherin side were very clear, but in the end no one knew who did it. The three of them were sure that even the unlucky Kenneth did not realize that he was pushed to the front to take the blame.
Well, the contract signed by both parties has magical effects. You can guess who provided that thing even if you use your knees to guess.
"You... earned 20 Galleons?" Ron felt a heaviness in his chest.
"Yes, didn't you bet on it too?" George couldn't understand the expression on Ron's face. He looked at Kenneth in confusion, and the latter shrugged with a smile.
"What's wrong with you?" Hermione noticed Ron's strangeness.
"Nothing." Ron turned to look at Harry and asked, "How many Galleons did you bet?"
"Ten Galleons." Harry said without hesitation, "I don't think we will lose, and I don't think we will lose, and I won't lose."
"That's Harry indeed."
"I was just saying it casually. What about you? I remember you also placed a bet!" 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 it back.
"Why give up?" Li Jordan was a little puzzled. Why did he give up on such a sure-win thing
Just ask around and you'll find out that students from the three houses are betting on the outcome of the game with the dealer from Slytherin. It's impossible that they would be betting without thinking if they dared to make such a big fuss.
"Actually, I've always felt that Ron has no affinity with money," Fred said suddenly.
"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 seemed that he had heard from Albert that Slytherin students liked to cheat, and if they really lost the bet, they would most likely cheat and not pay, so he went to tell Kenneth that he would not gamble anymore, so as not to lose the little money left in his pocket.
At this moment, the door of the common room was opened and Albert walked in.
"Where have you been?" George picked up the purse on the table and threw it at Albert.
"Where is Hagrid. Oh, Hermione, you should be free next Wednesday, take your Crookshanks to Hagrid's place and ask the cat to help him clean up the mice in the house."
"Can't tomorrow be the right date?" Hermione was a little confused, not understanding why they had to choose next Wednesday.
"He needs some time to get his things together," Albert said.
As for why it is next Wednesday, it is naturally because next Wednesday is the full moon, and he plans to arrange the "cats, dogs, wolves and mice" clearly in one go.