At the sight, Draco felt a pang of bitterness, unable to voice his grievance. Those were his coins in the first place.
He gritted his teeth, immediately took out another ten gold coins, and shouted:
"Harry Potter, how much else do you know about Black?"
Seeing the Galleons in Draco's hand, Harry said with a smile:
"I probably know everything you know."
Draco sneered.
"If you know everything, why don't you go and avenge your clueless... I mean, why don't you go catch Black and get revenge?"
Harry froze for a moment. Douglas had only told him that Black was his godfather and a lackey of Voldemort's, but how did this involve him getting revenge?
He strode forward and demanded:
"What do you mean?"
Draco hurriedly hid the Galleons behind his back in fright, putting on a blustering front as he said:
"So you don't know. Heh, then you'll have to investigate. Once you've found everything out, these ten gold coins are yours..."
After hearing Draco's words, Harry stared at him coldly.
Then he looked around. Everyone was watching him with concern, and he turned toward Ron and Hermione.
Hermione stepped forward, pulled Harry aside, and said:
"Harry, you need to stay calm. He's just trying to provoke you into going after Black..."
Harry said quietly:
"I'm not angry at all. I'm just putting on an act for him."
Ron stood beside Harry, blocking everyone else's view. Hearing Harry's calm voice, which even held a hint of mischief, he complained quietly:
"I thought you'd charge straight out of Hogwarts to duel Black after hearing what he said."
Harry gave a slight shake of his head and said:
"What good would getting angry do? Besides, when I first learned Black was my godfather, my maternal cousin already gave me a scolding