Vincent did not know exactly how wealthy the Malfoy family was.
But he knew that the list he and McGonagall had drawn up would definitely make them bleed heavily.
There were thirty of last year's top-of-the-line Sweeping Six Stars alone.
There were also countless expensive herbs, alchemical items, rare materials, and more.
"Professor, isn't this too much?"
"Indeed. I'll discuss it properly with Professor Dumbledore again."
McGonagall folded up the nearly full sheet of parchment in her hands. "Vincent, you have priority access to these items."
Even if only a small half remained in the end, this batch of items would still be worth fifty or sixty thousand Galleons.
Having suddenly become rich, Vincent felt that Old Malfoy, who had compensated him with barely a thousand Gold Galleons, was terribly stingy.
Once he broadened his horizons, he truly did not think much of such a small sum anymore.
For Hogwarts' educational mission, sacrificing a little personal benefit was worthwhile.
Most importantly, he could fleece the Malfoy family...
McGonagall watched Vincent's departing back, then suddenly smiled and opened a drawer.
Inside was a complete miniature set of silver knight armor.
With such a huge incident having occurred, how could she not have known?
"What an interesting child..."
She had her suspicions as well, but she had no evidence either.
Sneaking out at night—what student had not done it before?
There were countless school rules, but the first rule was not getting caught.
She shut the drawer, picked up the parchment, and left her office.
Vincent's smile was radiant, and even his steps felt light.
This school was such a joyful place. How could he let anyone destroy it?
It was also time to properly scheme against He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.
Quirrell's back of the head was not something that deserved kindness.
Until