Sean arrived at the bathroom with a dark expression.
The moment he pushed the door open, Hart immediately appeared before him and bowed deeply.
"Dear Master Sean, my highest respects to you."
Sean blinked in confusion.
"What happened now?"
Hart looked shocked.
"You haven't read today's paper yet?"
"I haven't even had breakfast yet, Hart."
Sean's tone instantly became unpleasant.
Hart immediately let out an awkward laugh.
"I'll come later next time, Master. I was simply too excited!"
The goblin practically danced in place while speaking.
"We paid the Daily Prophet to fully document the insurance incident, and within minutes of the paper being released, Gringotts was flooded with wizards!"
His eyes shone brightly.
"By Merlin, I've never seen so many people rushing to deposit Galleons before. The amount we paid out for the accident compensation was insignificant compared to the amount pouring in!"
Hart took another deep bow excitedly.
"You are a genius, Master Sean. On behalf of all goblins, I salute you!"
Sean rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
"What about the wealthy pure-blood families?" he asked calmly. "Surely they want involvement too."
Hart's eyes widened immediately.
"Of course they do, Master!" He waved his hands dramatically. "Those people can barely tolerate someone else earning Galleons without them. But since you never gave permission, I haven't allowed anyone to purchase shares."
Sean nodded in satisfaction.
"Nobody touches the insurance business."
His tone became calm but firm.
"This is a long-term profit machine. It must remain completely under our control."
Then his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Especially the Ministry of Magic."
Hart nodded repeatedly.
"Understood, Master."
"Still," Sean continued, "you can reassure them. I'm preparing another project soon."
Then he added casually:
"And purchase a shop for me in Hogsmeade."
Hart froze briefly.
Hogsmeade was the only all-wizarding village in Britain and the closest settlement to Hogwarts.
Property prices there were absurdly expensive.
Buying even a small shop cost hundreds of thousands of Galleons.
For ordinary wizards, it was unimaginable wealth.
Sean, however, looked completely unconcerned.
"This time, I'll allow investors to participate," he said calmly. "The new project carries greater risks anyway."
His eyes darkened slightly.
"People might die."
Hart immediately bowed again.
"Of course, Master Sean. I'll handle everything personally."
Sean nodded.
Just as Hart prepared to disappear, Sean suddenly remembered something.
"Wait."
Hart stopped instantly.
"You mentioned danger earlier. What exactly happened?"
Hart waved his hand carelessly.
"Just a group of desperate smugglers. They were transporting magical creatures illegally and got discovered by the Ministry."
His expression remained completely relaxed.
"One senior Auror died. The others were merely injured. Nothing important."
Sean's brows instantly furrowed.
"Where did this happen?"
Hart immediately understood Sean's concern.
"Don't worry, Master." He grinned proudly. "I've already arranged ten goblins to secretly guard the area around your family home."
His chest puffed slightly.
"Your parents are completely safe."
Only then did Sean relax slightly.
"Well done, Hart."
The goblin's face instantly brightened with pride.
Sean opened the bathroom door and walked out while Hart bowed respectfully behind him.
Watching Hart's increasingly fanatical loyalty, Sean felt very satisfied internally.
Once goblins became dependent on profit, escaping his control would become almost impossible.
They would sink deeper and deeper into his system until eventually they became completely tied to him.
Still—
Goblins alone weren't enough.
Sean's own strength remained far too weak.
And in the magical world, weakness was dangerous.
Very dangerous.
.....
Deep in thought, Sean returned to the Great Hall.
The moment he sat down beside Malfoy, he immediately asked:
"Where's Hermione?"
Malfoy quickly answered.
"Granger got dragged away by her Gryffindor friends earlier."
Then his expression became strange.
"Oh, and those two Gryffindors from yesterday's fight received public disciplinary notices this morning."
Sean calmly picked up a piece of toast.
"But Gryffindor House seems furious," Malfoy continued. "Apparently they demanded an explanation from the Headmaster about why only Gryffindor received punishment."
Then he lowered his voice nervously.
"Boss… are you alright?"
Sean looked completely unconcerned.
"Let them complain."
He casually buttered the toast while speaking.
"If the school didn't approve the punishment, the disciplinary notice never would've been issued publicly in the first place."
A faint sneer appeared on his face.
"Once the decision became official, a bunch of reckless little lions lost the right to change it."
At that moment, Sean's owl swooped down gracefully and dropped a newspaper in front of him.
Immediately afterward, another black owl landed beside Malfoy and delivered a bright red envelope.
The surrounding Slytherins instantly exploded.
"A Howler!"
"Malfoy got a Howler!"
"Hahahaha, this is going to be amazing!"
"Look at his face! It's greener than dragon dung!"
Malfoy's expression genuinely looked tragic.
Sean, meanwhile, appeared deeply entertained.
"I strongly recommend opening it immediately," he advised kindly. "Otherwise it'll explode later and scream ten times louder."
Malfoy swallowed hard before slowly opening the envelope with trembling fingers.
The next second, Lucius Malfoy's furious voice erupted through the Great Hall.
"Draco Malfoy!"
The entire hall instantly fell silent.
"I did not send you to Hogwarts to imitate reckless Gryffindors!"
Malfoy visibly shrank in his seat.
"If I discover you are still investigating dangerous predators, Draco, I will personally remove you from school and lock you inside a pigpen for an entire year!"
Several nearby students nearly died holding back laughter.
"One final warning!" Lucius roared. "Stay away from Gryffindors!"
Then suddenly—
The tone of the Howler changed completely.
The floating letter slowly turned toward Sean.
Its voice became refined and gentlemanly.
"Mr Sean Sebastian," Lucius said politely, "my highest regards. I look forward to future cooperation opportunities."
The surrounding students stared in shock.
"Until next time."
The Howler then tore itself apart gracefully before fluttering down onto the table in pieces.
Malfoy swallowed nervously.
"Looks like I can't investigate dangerous creatures anymore, Boss."
"I fully agree with your father on this matter, Mr Malfoy."
A cold, familiar voice suddenly echoed behind them.
"The story of a group of escaped prisoners is hardly worth investigating."
Sean and Malfoy both turned immediately.
Snape had already swept away like a giant black bat before either could respond.
Sean finally burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha!"
He nearly slammed the table while laughing.
"It looks like Professor Snape suffered quite a bit back then." Sean grinned wickedly. "That level of resentment actually gave me goosebumps."
Then he turned toward Malfoy.
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