Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

"Look here! Everyone, can you see it?" Lockhart, dressed in a fancy dress with a flower in his breast pocket, got out of the car.

"Professor Lockhart?!" Hermione covered her mouth as soon as she took a sip of lemonade, almost washing the hair of the people in the front row.

"This is Britain's latest patented invention... Believe me, you won't see another one anywhere else." Lockhart seemed to enjoy the feeling of standing on the stage and was very good at doing this kind of thing.

His singing-like speaking style quickly aroused the interest of the audience.

"Nonsense!" Someone whistled and said humorously, "There's just one parked in my garage."

"Really?" Lockhart turned his ear and made many people laugh with his exaggerated body movements, "Then your car will be... like this!"

He pressed a button, and the tires of the car on the stage began to shrink, flip ninety degrees, and then levitate in mid-air.

A Yankee sitting nearby didn't even think about it when the ice cream in his hand melted and sticky sugar water dripped on his clothes. Lockhart was very satisfied with the surprised look of these No-Majs.

This further satisfied his inner vanity.

"Let me introduce, this is a 'suspended car'..."

"Is this a continuation of Germany's maglev system?" someone shouted.

"No, no, no, we have truly overcome gravity and can keep objects in a stable and freely suspended state in six degrees of freedom." Lockhart said with his iconic smile, he said the words he had prepared in advance.

Although he spoke eloquently, he actually didn't understand what he said at all.

Anyway, as long as the magic of magic can be explained in a way that Muggles can understand, that's fine. As for the rest, Lockhart didn't think much about it at all, and he performed very well.

In fact, he likes this method very much... He doesn't need to worry about everything by himself. He only needs to do what he is responsible for and is good at.

Lockhart learned for the first time the importance of teamwork.

"Why has the industry never mentioned you?" A middle-aged man at the bottom raised his hand.

No one will question the authenticity, unless Daying even loses his face, so what can be unveiled at such a summit is real. The only drawback is: why have they never heard of it?

If someone really breaks through this epoch-making technology, it will definitely come into their sight.

But except for Hermione and Mycroft, no one here has heard of 'Gilderoy Lockhart'.

"Because we want to keep it mysterious... Mystery always feels so wonderful, right?" He said slowly, "Come on up, at least you can control it to spin around on the stage!"

Lockhart invited the middle-aged No-Maj.

To be honest, Hermione always felt that Lockhart, who was wearing a microphone and wearing bright clothes, was not an inventor, but more like... a late-night comedy commercial host.

"What do you call it?" said Lockhart.

"Just call me Howard..." He walked across the seat calmly, and after walking up, he was amazed by the door that opened automatically, "In fact, I checked, how did you appear in the car?"

Of course it's Phantom Migration~

But Lockhart only said this in his heart.

"That's not the point, okay... hold the steering wheel, you don't need to look at the fuel gauge, so please look ahead and smile~" Lockhart suddenly took out a camera and took a photo of himself and No-Maj.

Then he put the photo into Howard's pocket and took a photo.

It seems to be saying: It’s your honor to take a photo with Lockhart, little No-Maj~

Volume One: Chapter 134 How to Talk to a Millionaire

In just over an hour, all the functions of this ‘magic car’ were vividly demonstrated.

Those Americans thought they were going to listen to scientific research reports and boring explanations for several hours again, but they didn't expect it to be the case this time. They even left their female companions behind and scrambled to grab the right to experience it.

Lockhart turned out to be a great performer.

"Oh my God, can't they be more gentlemen?" Mycroft looked at the swaying chairs and complained calmly, "I thought that after the Unification War, those northerners would not be the same as the southerners."

Those crazy people even climbed under the car regardless of the danger. After making sure there was nothing to support them, they became even more excited.

It is indeed the best thing to leave this kind of matter to Lockhart, because those people want to sponsor it.

"I'm afraid only NASA before the collapse of the Soviet Union could do this." Mr. Granger looked at the people gathered below and couldn't help but sigh. At least they don't have to worry about running out of money in this life.

"That means a new NASA is being born." Mycroft swallowed his throat and mentally raised the wizard group a few levels higher.

Everyone present is a person with unique vision, and everyone wants to get a piece of the new world.

Tens of millions of starting dollars flowed out of their pockets, 60% of which went to Mycroft's management, and the other 40% to Hermione and Lockhart.

But this is just the starting point.

"Ford is willing to pay 20% of the shares!" This is already the highest investment in the field. The man continued, "And you only need to guarantee the quantity and patents every year, Mr. Lockhart..."

The whole audience was in an uproar, except Howard who was sitting there laughing.

"The conditions you gave are very good, but what if I invest as a partner and give 50% of the shares? How should you choose?" Howard emphasized again, "Cooperation, my friend."

Lockhart panicked. He looked up at them as if he knew Hermione's location.

Mycroft nodded slightly.

"No problem~" Lockhart made up his mind, and then gave them an apologetic smile, "It seems that Howard and I really hit it off, so let's stay and talk alone after it's over."

This is not about the right price, but about monopoly...

Mycroft must ensure that they will not expose the secret, because those No-Majs do not know the existence of magic, so he must eliminate this hidden danger. Even if Howard only takes 10%, he will be the ultimate winner.

"Young man, I represent Old Ford, don't be blinded by the immediate benefits." The man kindly reminded.

Instructing Lockhart not to think that bigger numbers are better.

However, Howard didn't pay attention to this provocation at all. He stretched out his hands to push everyone away and rescued Lockhart.

"Who is that?" Hermione asked quietly.

"The investor who has been in the limelight recently, I heard that he started his business by selling arms and is very famous in his industry." Mycroft took out a ventilator from his arms and took a few breaths of oxygen before he seemed to relax.

A deal was sealed just like that.

Until Hermione and her parents walked out of the exhibition hall, their legs were shaking, especially Hermione. Although she had now become an invisible rich man, she was full of anger towards Nietzsche in her heart.

Who told him not to tell him in advance? !

Surprise...fright is more than enough!

She seemed to see Nietzsche suddenly jumping out from the side, opening his arms and saying with a playful smile: Are you happy? Is it surprising? Surprised or not?

"You may be the richest little wizard in your school now, what do you think?" Mycroft held his belly and slowly moved his cane in circles.

"No...I don't know." Hermione scratched her hair into a bird's nest and said collapsed, "I haven't planned anything yet, I just watched the excitement, and then...ahhhhhhhh !”

She had the money.

Then what?

It was only because Nietzsche and the state machinery were operating so fast that she thought it was a fragile dream.

Mycroft glanced at her briefly and instantly summarized the prototype of Hermione Granger in his mind. He now knew roughly what kind of character this girl was like.

He is very steady and likes to take steps in everything.

"This money belongs to you. No matter how you squander it, no one will think it's wrong, but it's better to keep it... For example, if you need to invest in your friends in the future, or expand your market or network, you can use it."

"Warm reminder---those guys who have monopolized resources in the magic world will not watch you liberate their slaves."

Hermione couldn't help but think of the Ministry of Magic.

You must know that Lucius was Minister Fudge's adviser at the beginning. Who knows whether he will be replaced by another pure blood after entering Azkaban. After all, that is a minister who likes 'balance' and thinks he is very smart. .

"You want me to pay a bribe?" Hermione couldn't help but raise her voice.

"That's not what I said." Mycroft quickly brushed it off and said, glaring.

Why does this kid suddenly think about this?

Anyway, he didn't teach these things. When the time comes when the professors at Hogwarts see that the honest and honest Granger in the past has become a politician, they can't put the blame on him.

Immediately afterwards, Hermione took her parents to the Paris Fashion Show.

She is in a good mood today. Now that she is rich, she naturally wants to let her parents enjoy the blessing first~

Mrs. Granger looked at the top brands, and she was fascinated by the colorful symbols. This was very painful for Mr. Granger. He accompanied his wife from beginning to end, and he didn't even have time to drink the wine handed by the waiter. .

At this moment, Hermione suddenly heard a sound that made her extremely disgusted.

"Mom, why are we smiling at these Muggles." Draco Malfoy tugged on his suit in disgust, "This kind of clothes makes me almost breathless. They look at me like a monkey. "

Hermione gently pulled Mycroft's finger, and the latter motioned to his butler to accompany the Grangers.

Next to Draco was a slender woman with blue eyes and long blond hair. The smile on her face seemed to be squeezed out with all her strength. This was the only thing that began to damage her beauty.

Whenever those aristocratic ladies stood next to her, her facial muscles would begin to stiffen, as if she smelled something dirty, as cold as narcissus.

Draco was also tired of these Muggles. Judging from his protective actions and respectful tone, this person should be his mother.

"How did they get here?" Hermione said, frowning.

"Who? That woman and child?" Mycroft was a little confused, so he explained, "Most of the people here are invitees from the royal family and Paris fashion houses, either models or collaborators."

But he reacted immediately.

What makes Granger so confused must be related to wizards, so this is a good thing~

You must know that his bosses were worried about having no place to arrest people. No, they directly sent those members of the old aristocracy and royal family.

"Since she's your classmate, go say hello." Mycroft put a bug on her and pushed her hard.

Hermione was squeezed out of the crowd. Her messy curly hair was very conspicuous here. Draco, who had been on alert all the time, immediately saw one of the culprits who caused the Malfoy family to fall into the abyss.

At the same time, he also kept a watchful eye-whether Nietzsche was here.

"Huh, who invited you here?" Draco looked at the girl who came over with a stern face, and tried his best to sarcastically say, "Go quickly, people who don't even have formal clothes are not welcome here."

"Your classmate?" Narcissa heard the noise and turned around.

"Not a classmate, I dare not know the big-hero of Gryffindor." He said the other party's identity.

The woman's face immediately turned cold. She first looked at Hermione's face shrewdly.

Suddenly laughed again, reaching out to touch Draco's head.

"It doesn't necessarily mean you're not welcome, Draco~" Narcissa said viciously, "Look at your classmate's childish look, maybe the Muggle who invited us likes this kind of little girl?"

Hermione gritted her teeth and walked in front of them.

But Narcissa threatened nonchalantly: "There's no Dumbledore's protection here, little girl, welcome to the adult world~"

"Oh? Really?" Granger said contemptuously, "Hurry up and do it, maybe your family can be reunited in Azkaban."

Wow~ Their insults are really scary~

Volume 1: Chapter 135 Hermione's Backing

Regarding Howard, it's just a personal linkage with the fox, and it has nothing to do with other universes! Just have fun, don't think too much.

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"Where's your boyfriend?" Narcissa pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the place where she had just shaken hands with someone. "It's really interesting. Who here would invite someone like you...tsk tsk."

She always behaves so mean, as if only the Malfoys can enjoy her tenderness.

But...boyfriend? Who?

Nietzsche? That narcissist?

Hermione was about to vomit. Only her friends could tease her about this. It was really disgusting to be brought up by these people.

"Thanks to you, I am now the head of the Malfoy family." Narcissa stretched out her hand and pulled her son behind her, saying calmly.

Of course she hated Hermione. If it weren't for her and Nietzsche, Lucius would not be able to Being caught by the Ministry of Magic and tried, facing one of the culprits who caused the Malfoy family to fall into the abyss, Narcissa only had hatred in her heart.

"You're welcome~" Hermione retorted disdainfully, "Maybe it won't be long before your son can take on the heavy responsibility like a man."

A lion like her knows where the opponent's weakness is.

Even a simple ridicule can hit the point and break people's defense, so Narcissa immediately clenched her fist.

"You little..."

"Mrs. Malfoy, why haven't you gone in yet? Everyone has taken a seat." Suddenly, two young men surrounded by attendants came over from the red carpet, and one of the men took Narcissa's hand gentlemanly.