Hogwarts behind-the-scenes big boss

At ten o'clock in the morning, a large number of wizards gathered at the door of No. 66 Diagon Alley.

This place was originally an empty shop, but it has been renovated and renovated to give it a brand new look. Everything is high-end and luxurious, as if to reflect the generosity and wealth of a pure-blood family.

The pure-blood family has already announced that the wand set jointly manufactured by Moriarty and Nico Flamel will be sold soon.

The location for sale is No. 66, Diagon Alley, the most prosperous commercial center in the British wizarding world, and the other location is No. 88, Hogsmeade, the wizarding village.

Staff from the Malfoy family are on site to maintain order, and they are very happy that their wife can get the management rights of the distribution channel.

The head of the Malfoy family is dead, but instead of declining, the Malfoy family has opened two prop shops.

This had to make them wonder if their wife had any relationship with the two makers of the wand set.

But whether it is Moriarty or Nico Flamel, their ages are too ridiculous. One is 12 years old and the other is over 600 years old. It is impossible for Mrs. Malfoy, who is in her golden age, to have an affair with them, right?

Several staff members started laughing until they saw Mrs. Malfoy walking over with a large group of Ministry of Magic officials. They quickly ended their discussion and acted as if they were concentrating on their work.

Mrs. Malfoy wore white gloves and placed them elegantly on her belly.

Today she wore a white shirt, a silk fabric with a mature temperament, and a black coat on top, which made her fair skin even more dazzling.

The lower body is a pair of black trousers and white boots. As she walks, a gust of wind blows up the hem of her coat.

The wizards found that the late husband did not seem to bring much haze to Mrs. Malfoy, and her face was radiant.

But only Mrs. Malfoy knew the actual situation. After Lucius passed away, everything changed.

The house is a mess, things are always missing, and her personal bath towel disappeared a few days ago.

Fortunately, she got help from Moriarty.

Those greedy pure-blood families suddenly stopped coveting her and the Malfoy family's property.

Mrs. Malfoy was deeply grateful to Moriarty, so when she received Moriarty's letter, she accepted Moriarty's invitation without hesitation.

Originally, the two prop shops were allocated internally by pureblood families.

However, Mrs. Malfoy brought a large amount of funds from the Malfoy family, which far exceeded the investment funds of other families, and naturally took over the management rights of the two prop stores.

The kind-hearted Narcissa thought she was helping Moriarty, but actually fell into Moriarty's trap!

But she doesn't understand these things. She thinks it can improve the family's influence, just like it is now.

"Dobby? Dobby!" she called to her house elf, and Dobby ran to her. She commanded: "Take Director Scrimgeour to get the set of one hundred wands provided to the Ministry of Magic, and then

Get ready to open the door."

Rufus Scrimgeour, the head of the Auror Office who followed her, had tawny hair.

Although there are a few strands of gray hair in his hair and eyebrows, it does not affect his serious temperament at all. A pair of eagle-like eyes shine sharply under gold-rimmed glasses.

"Mrs. Malfoy, on behalf of the British Ministry of Magic, I would like to thank you." He nodded solemnly towards Narcissa.

Mrs. Malfoy glanced at him, nodded slightly, and then shifted her gaze.

Rufus Scrimgeour felt very uncomfortable with his reserved and noble look, but that didn't matter. He just wanted to get the wand set to improve the Auror's combat effectiveness.

He followed Dobby away, and Mrs. Malfoy walked into the prop shop through the back door and opened the door.

"Ladies and gentlemen!" She stretched out her hands in a hug, her white gloves reflecting soft light under the sunlight, "The wand set is on sale for a limited time, and the unit price is 12 silver Sickles!"

The wizards rushed into the prop shop all at once, not forgetting to whisper among themselves.

"Wow!"

“Good price for ordinary people!”

"I heard that the price was very low before, but I didn't expect it to be so low. Is it a semi-finished product?"

"Brother, you are overthinking. Didn't you see that the director of the Auror Office is here? This is a combat tool equipped for Aurors. There is a big problem - the Malfoy family cannot bear the responsibility!"

When the first wizard got the wand set and used it, he jumped up with joy: "This is the wand set of my dreams. Really, I didn't lie. I am short and my arms are not long. Every time I fall out of my robe,

It's always troublesome to pull out the wand from underneath, but now that trouble is solved!"

He stretched out his right hand, and the wand popped out. He put the wand back into the suit, flicked his wrist, and the wand popped out again.

"Haha, the problem that has troubled me all my life has been solved!" He happily repeated the same action and couldn't put it down.

His words were echoed by many wizards. You can’t even find an affordable and easy-to-use wand set even after drinking the Elixir of Fortune!

And now, they each have one.

The only pity is that since the staff of the pure-blood family do not have as powerful magic power as Moriarty and Nico Flamel, their speed and efficiency in making the wand set is too low.

Perhaps the only advantage is the large number of people.

However, a hundred workers could not match half of Moriarty's skills, so in the three days when Moriarty revealed his technology, they only produced two thousand wand sets.

During the first limited time sale, more than 400 were sold!

Mrs. Malfoy saw with satisfaction that the wizards outside the store were crowded together, everyone wanted to buy a wand set during the next limited time sale.

"The next limited-time sale is scheduled for three in the afternoon." Mrs. Malfoy said to the staff, "I'm going to Hogsmeade, you guys take a look at the store.

If reporters from the Daily Prophet arrive, allow them to do some interviews. If any foreign Ministry of Magic officials arrive - especially the French! Kick them out."

Mrs. Malfoy raised her head proudly, walked into the fireplace of the store with long legs, sprinkled a handful of Floo powder, "Hogsmeade No. 88!"

She used Floo powder no less than a hundred times, and the familiar suction force appeared, and the swirling green flames sucked her away, and she appeared in another fireplace.

"Oh, dear Sissi, are you here?"

A girl's voice came from outside the fireplace, and Mrs. Malfoy recognized the owner of the voice, her classmate and best friend, Mrs. Parkinson.

Only her classmates and best friends would call her that.

Mrs. Malfoy walked out of the fireplace and looked at the surrounding environment. When she saw wizards standing outside the door and window, she couldn't help but smile.

"How was it? How many hundred were sold?"

"You know what you're asking! The situation couldn't be better. Five hundred pieces were sold in the first limited-time sale, but there are still five hundred pieces in stock, which is only enough to sell it again."

Mrs. Parkinson glanced at Mrs. Malfoy with some envy. Although the unit price of the wand set was not high, as the manager of the two stores, most of the money earned went into Mrs. Malfoy's pocket.

Even though she knew that Mrs. Malfoy had invested a large sum of money and she should get the most money, Mrs. Parkinson was still inevitably jealous.

Who knows what other weird and amazing magic props Moriarty and Nico Flamel will develop?

When the time comes, if Moriarty or Nico Flamel wants to raise the price, Narcissa will make a lot of money.

Mrs. Malfoy knew what her best friend was thinking, but she didn't care.

"Where are Draco and Pansy? I didn't see them. You didn't leave a wand set for them, did you?" Mrs. Malfoy said calmly. The only thing she cared about was her son.

"Please, how could we forget them? They are in Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, where they have launched the same wizard robe co-branded with Mr. Lockhart."

Mrs. Malfoy walked towards the door, and Mrs. Parkinson asked quickly: "What are you going to do? Let them buy them. It's just a few robes."

"I don't feel bad about Gold Galleons being spent by my son," Mrs. Malfoy said without looking back: "I just want to tell him that Gold Galleons can't protect him for the rest of his life. I want to take him into Hogwarts to have a look.

Look, in the name of the Twelve School Directors."

She opened the store door. The sunshine was gentle and there was no breeze. It was a good weather.