Apports and robbed first years

Ashborn then thought of something. He asked for a room filled with galleons. He is excited to see a small mountain of them but then became disappointed. These are just magical ones used to prank students made by Ravenclaw.

He sighed and closed it then thought of something again. He opened a room for lost money and smiled brightly. Although a few of them are rusted and on the verge of turning into useless rust, sickles made of silver and galleons made by goblins are still there.

Copper knuts are slowly eroded by time it seems. He stuffed them all into his inventory and saw they're almost 92 galleons and 348 sickles. He then asked for a room which has the lost things, since money is there, then there should be quite a few things like gold and silver ornaments which may have been enchanted.

He opened it and saw many things. Most of them can be considered garbage by now. From broken and rusted couldrons to even wands. There are few ornaments which he picked up but their enchantment has been completely gone. He also saw few things like dark magic tools, poison bottles and even armour and swords.

He checked the wands and found four or five in 30 of them working. Extra wands can be used as spares and for hidden activities. Ashborn stuffed them all into his inventory. Although he has few wands they're like staffs. Although he has some wands similar you wizarding world more won't be trouble to carry for him since he has an inventory.

Ashborn then returned. He wants to create some trouble for the slytherin. Hehe, he just happens to have a nice spell he has just acquired for that. He placed his hands in pockets and spoke," Approts", while looking at Marcus Flint.

He felt some coins in his pocket and overjoyed. He placed them in his inventory while Flung yelled," My galleons. I lost my galleons. Somebody should have stole them", he then started checking crazily. He looked at ashborn and asked," Hey you, stop right there ".

Ashborn looked at with confusion. Marcus Flint appraoched him and searched all his pockets while Ashborn asked in an angry tone," What are you doing? ", Marcus sneered and said," I have doubt on you. I lost my galleons and checking you genius".

He checked everything and prepared to leave while a cold voice appeared," Hey, you didn't apologize to me", Marcus laughed hysterically and said," Me, the great heir of House Flint apologizing to a mudblood. Go ahead and dream filth-".

His words stopped midway when a massive killing intent enveloped him. He felt like he is drowing in a ocean of blood. His breathing grew abnormal, his legs gave in and he collapsed on the floor. He crawled to the back of the wall and looked at Ashborn before screaming.

Ashborn lived towards him and asked in a cold tone," Apologize ", Marcus said in a trembling tone," S-sorry ", his face laced with fear, Ashborn asked again in a more cold tone," What did you say I didn't hear you? ", Marcus turned more pale and said," I'm sorry great sir. Please forgive this insignificant insect".

Ashborn snorted and said," Go away ", all students around him trembled and moved away. They're also affected by the bloodlust. Ashborn took his bag and moved to his room before locking it and going out. Other purebloods looked ashamed and since there is no damage or fight they can't even report this to professor or they'll be laughing stock for the hogwarts as they're scared by a muggleborn first year when they call themselves superior to muggleborn and act all high and mighty.

Ashborn on his way robbed many first years and stored all the items in his inventory. He robbed almost every single Slytherin and acted like he also lost his book. He stole few other things than money only like their pendants and other things.

Ashborn laughed inside while the Slytherin students panicked and searched all over the dungeons for their post money and things. A few even tried summon their lost things but couldn't get it because it's lying in the inventory of ashborn. All this anger is directed towards griffyndoor and Slytherin started blaming them for their lost goods.