Chapter 127 I regret it. The Philosopher's Stone has become slag.

"Sebastian..."

Professor McGonagall opened her mouth, then swallowed back the words she was about to say.

She didn't know what to say at all.

Should we just say directly that the school is in financial difficulty and does not support offering alchemy courses on a long-term basis?

The money donated by the school's directors was only enough to pay the professors' salaries, not enough to support Hogwarts in offering this extremely expensive course.

So should we directly reject the students’ requests?

But what's wrong with them? They just want to learn knowledge.

The failure to offer this course lies entirely with the school leaders.

Professor McGonagall turned her head and looked at Dumbledore with burning eyes, expecting him to give a perfect solution.

Dumbledore felt his whole body tingle.

If he could still deal with Sebastian's gaze calmly, then the expectation in Professor McGonagall's eyes made him feel very uncomfortable.

What's the point of looking at me?

I can't turn into a gold galleon either...

No, it could be conjured up before.

But he had already destroyed the Philosopher's Stone, and now not even a trace of it was left.

Hey......

Dumbledore let out a long sigh, regret gnawing at his heart like ants.

I was careless and destroyed the Philosopher's Stone too early!

If he could have kept the Philosopher's Stone until now, he could confidently tell the two of them not to worry and that the school would not disappoint the students.

It’s just an alchemy class, it’s already started at Hogwarts!

But it's too late now...

As a master alchemist, Dumbledore knew very well how many gold galleons were needed to open an alchemy class.

After all, opening an alchemy class is a long process.

It is impossible to say that the school can offer alchemy courses this year because it has money, and then cancel the alchemy course two years later when the school has no money.

In this case, students won’t learn anything.

But where can I get gold galleons?

Dumbledore thought hard, hoping to find a way to deal with the gold Galleons.

Looking for old friend Nicolas Flamel?

Maybe Nick was willing to help him, but it was too late now.

Before asking himself to protect the Philosopher's Stone, Nick had already counted his assets and donated them all.

According to Nick, he has no children, so there is no point in keeping his property. It would be better to donate it to give back to his alma mater and the French magic community.

Now Nick only has enough money for himself and his wife, and they are not rich, so you'd better not think about taking advantage of him.

Who to look for?

Looking for Sebastian?

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Dumbledore couldn't help but blush.

He suspected that he had just caught a sheep and was shearing its wool.

No, no, the way you eat is too ugly!

Dumbledore tried hard to dispel the thought in his mind.

Although this young man is now the richest man in the wizarding world, he has no reason to donate a large amount of gold Galleons to Hogwarts every year.

What to do...

In fact, wizards have many ways to make money, but most of them are prohibited by the laws of the Ministry of Magic.

Once you have evil intentions, Azkaban is the best destination.

Dumbledore was extremely conflicted for a moment and couldn't think of a good way to make money.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he realized that he was getting stuck in a dead end.

Since this young man Sebastian came to see me, he must have some ideas in mind. I might as well listen to his plans first.

Thinking of this, Dumbledore kicked the ball back to Sebastian.

"Sebastian," Dumbledore said with a lack of confidence, "You are aware of the school's financial situation."

"Once alchemy classes are introduced, they cannot be sustained for long."

“So, I want to ask you, is there any solution?”

Method?

That must be there!

Sebastian grinned.

The reason why Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall were allowed to see his memories was to allow them to feel the needs of the young wizard more intuitively.

seeing is believing.

Even if I explain it in a flowery way, it would not be as good as letting the two old people see it directly.

Now it seems that the results are encouraging. At least Professor McGonagall is really serious about it.

At Hogwarts, if something can get the support of Professor McGonagall, then it is basically 98% certain.

Next, it depends on how I can convince the two old people and make them fully support me.

Sebastian smiled slightly, stood up, walked to the window, and pointed in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

"Headmaster, Professor McGonagall, look. The way out of Hogwarts is right there!"

Professor McGonagall stood up and walked to Sebastian's side. She looked in the direction of his finger and was slightly startled.

"Forbidden Forest?"

In an instant, Professor McGonagall figured out a lot of things.

There are indeed many valuable things in the Forbidden Forest, and dark wizards often sneak in to poach.

Therefore, Hogwarts specially set up Forbidden Forest Wardens to carry out daily patrols in the Forbidden Forest.

but......

How to develop such a large forbidden forest?

Hogwarts does not have enough people to develop the Forbidden Forest.

Could it be that Hagrid had to complete such a big task alone?

Thinking of Hagrid's character, Professor McGonagall felt a slight headache.

She felt that Hagrid was a good hand at patrolling the Forbidden Forest and protecting the magical animals there, but if he were to develop...

Professor McGonagall shook her head slightly, dismissing this unreliable idea from her mind.

In a trance, Professor McGonagall sat back in her chair.

"Sebastian, if we want to develop the Forbidden Forest, do you have any specific measures?"

"Of course!" Sebastian took out two thick booklets, then stood up and handed the booklets to the two professors.

"This is the Forbidden Forest Development Plan. The two professors can take a good look at it."

"My basic philosophy is that the development of the forbidden forest must be based on sustainable development."

sustainable development!

These words immediately touched Dumbledore's heart.

Although Hogwarts was short of money, he was not willing to cause massive destruction to the Forbidden Forest for the sake of temporary benefits.

He quickly opened the plan and read it carefully.

Not bad!

Sebastian had no idea of ​​hunting and killing those magical animals, but instead adopted different approaches to different groups.

For example, in view of the unicorns' natural love of beauty, female employees are regularly arranged to help them comb their hair. In the process, the fallen unicorn hair is naturally collected.

For example, for the Thestrals, feeding can be exchanged for regularly drawing a small can of Thestrals' blood.

The more Dumbledore watched, the more excited he became. He realized that Sebastian had indeed considered every aspect.

"Dumbledore, Sebastian's plan is good!"

Professor McGonagall's voice was full of excitement: "I think we can try it for a year and see the effect."

"If this works, we won't have to worry about offering alchemy classes in a year."

Dumbledore nodded and looked up at Sebastian.

"Sebastian, I won't read the plan for now."

"Just tell me how to arrange the staff."

"And how to treat the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest."