HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 62: The Flyer! ] (Patreon)

Anthony clicked his tongue at him before also rummaging through the pile, taking out an old record player and some broken records, "Well then, since your offering, I'll just take these."

Looking to Michael who had yet to move, I saw him eyeing a book on poetry. I took it from the pile and tossed it to him.

"…Thanks," he said flipping through the pages, "Where'd you even get all of this?"

"The orphanage I live at came into some money and finally got around to replacing some of our old equipment. Sooo, seeing as no one was going to miss it, I just took it," I responded as I took a dis-inflated soccer ball and waved my wand over it, bring it back to pristine shape.

"Wait, is that even legal."

Ignoring the question I clapped my hands, "Well then, let's get to decorating this place."

Decorating the room took longer than expected as everyone kept getting easily distracted by their new stuff.

"Reparo," Anthony spoke as he pointed his wand to a badminton racket that had a fairly noticeable dent on it. After it was fixed he gave it an experimental swing, nodding in satisfaction, "Do you guys want to play badminton tomorrow?"

Terry shook his head, "Too cold, has anyone seen the other half of this yo-yo?"

"Sigh. Here."

"Thanks Michael."

Unrolling one of the crumbled-up posters I saw that it contained a picture of a woman in a striped bikini.

"Dibs!" The call came from three different directions. The trio looked at each other surprised for a second before each shot from their places in the room and at me.

I held it above my head and seeing as I was taller than everyone by at least a couple inches, they had to hop around trying to reach it, "Wait. Hold on you guys. We can't have this here; we'll get in trouble with Flitwick."

That caused them to stop jumping to reach it.

"It's my fault I really should have looked over everything first instead of just stuffing it inside my hat."

Terry put down his arms, "Charles is right you guys, we should- mine!" he declared as he dashed to the pile of stuff and started gathering all the rolled-up posters.

"No fair!"

"Bullocks!"

"Yes! They're all mine!" The first year Ravenclaw cheered as he was chased around the room by his other two teammates.

Seeing the lively atmosphere, my mind went to the Slytherin House.

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Daphne:-

Pinning the flyer on the house bulletin board, the young blond witch took a step back to inspect her work.

Student Store Petition

Nodding in satisfaction, Daphne took a quill and signed her name on the dotted line at the very top in bold green letters.

A crowd had already formed around her to see what she was doing.

Turning around she gave a brief nod to a prefect who took the quill and stepped forward to sign his name, once he was done he passed it onto the next.

She walked over to her peers near the fireplace, the biggest and most comfortable chair being vacant for her, as it should be.

"What's this about Greengrass?" Pansy asked, sitting next to Draco on the couch while Crabbe and Goyle stood behind them like good little stooges.

"Yes, mind explaining what this whole student store business is about," Draco added, trying and failing to appear more mature.

"Is it exactly as it seems in Draco, a store managed by the students?" she told him impassively.

"I know that! What I want to know is why?" he said, raising his voice.

"Huhh, very well," she said with a sigh as if talking to a child, "I figure it is high time that some changes be made to Hogwarts. Personally, I find it beneath me to have to wait until break to restock on school supplies like some hoarding rodent only to write home a few months anyways to have more mailed to me anyways. I'm sure you all feel the same as do the other Houses. So why not install a permanent fixture where we can buy what we need at our convenience."

"That seems a little elaborate just for paper and quills, what is the real reason?" the blond wizard asked cautiously.

"Oh good, you've learned how to think in the time I was gone," Daphne said motionlessly with a slow clap, "It's as you guessed there is a deeper reason for why I am doing this."

She took a moment to look everyone in the eye, "As you no doubt know, Slytherin isn't exactly the most popular among the other houses, despite us having those with the purest blood among us." She saw those of noble birth nod subconsciously at that, and had to hold a mental eyeroll at their arrogance. "Hogwarts was intended to house all young witches and wizards from different backgrounds and as such it was specifically made to limit the influence of our great families. While we are in this school our positions and titles mean nothing," her voice growing soft at the end, a trick to make them lean forward. "This store however will change all that."

"How exactly," Pansy asked, not curious.

Taking out a galleon from her pocket, Daphne held it out for them all to see, "With the one power still available to us, our wealth. Normally it has no real use inside the walls of Hogwarts, except to showboat on occasions, but if the store does get approved, we can start to change that. Students will stop buying their supplies in bulk and instead rely on the store, and if were to monopolize the store-"

"We would control the other houses," Draco finished stupidly.

Daphne threw him an icy glare for interrupting her but nodded nevertheless, "Correct, we will be able to influence the other Houses. Plus it will serve as good practice for when we graduate."