hogwarts blast

During the whole day of Halloween, the father-worriers are out and about.

The students of Durmstrang and Beauxbatons were initially skeptical about the father-worriers who came to their door.

After all, the Triwizard Tournament clearly stipulates that only one warrior from each school can participate.

Although there is no anti-fraud APP in the magic world, students are still very vigilant.

But when the father-worriers revealed the name of Kyle Grindelwald, they had to believe it even if they didn’t believe it.

Unlike the students here at Hogwarts, where a large group of people are kept in the dark, their principals generally do not hide information about the Triwizard Tournament from them.

Before students from both schools set off for Hogwarts, they all received the news that Kyle would not participate in the competition but would serve as a referee on the field to protect them.

Since he is a referee, he is also considered an official person.

An official person released news that they could manipulate the results through internal means to help them get a 100% chance of participating in the competition, and this official who did not want to be named actually had the surname Grindelwald...

Then the reliability of the news is quite high.

Therefore, students from these two schools naturally donated generously.

In the wizarding world, pure-blood students always have some advantages over Muggle students. Naturally, most of the people who can come to Hogwarts to participate in competitions as members of the delegation are pure-bloods.

All of these people are wealthy enough, so parents don’t have to worry about how low the price of the quota will be.

Besides, is the warrior quota something that can be measured in gold galleons?

Being selected means a supreme honor. No matter how bad your performance is in the game, it is still much better than those who are not selected.

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Fred stopped Viktor Krum.

"Mr. Krum, you don't want to lose out in the Triwizard Tournament because your spot was bought by someone else, right?"

There was a hint of hesitation and struggle on Krum's face.

If there hadn't been Kyle's behind-the-scenes operation in this game, Krum could basically be sure that the final warrior selected by their school would definitely be him.

But now, if it is true to what these people say, all the warrior quotas have been clearly marked, and you can be selected as long as you pay...

So if he doesn't pay, he might lose the election.

Seeing Klum's hesitation, Fred struck while the iron was hot.

He took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, with a long table on it, probably about thirty lines.

Each line represents the amount of gold Galleons a bidder is willing to pay for a Warrior spot. Their names have been withheld and replaced by a customer number.

"This form should not be disclosed to the public," Fred grinned, "but since you are the world-class seeker I admire most, I will take it out and show it to you."

When he saw this form, Krum's pupils shrank suddenly. The number of bidders recorded on this form was almost the total number of people in their school delegation.

After looking at the top bid amount on the form, Krum gritted his teeth and said, "I offer two thousand gold galleons more than him!"

Fred smiled so hard that his eyes almost narrowed into slits. He took out two other pieces of parchment with the other hand behind his back, "Then let's sign the contract first."

"Mr. Krum, I can make a decision and give you a discount. You only need to pay one-tenth of the deposit first, and the rest will be paid after you become a warrior."

"If you don't have enough cash to pay the balance, you can transfer it through Gringotts after you return to Germany."

"If you cannot become a warrior, the deposit can be fully refunded."

Krum no longer hesitated and immediately took the quill and parchment. After confirming that there were no problems with the terms of the contract, he signed his name on the contract.

The contract was made in duplicate, and each of them collected the contract.

Fred handed him a small piece of paper with Klum's customer number recorded on it, and at the same time extended his hand to him, "It's a pleasure to work with you."

The two hands clasped together, "Happy cooperation."

Ten minutes later, Krum, who returned to the ghost ship to withdraw money, handed a bag containing twelve hundred gold galleons into Fred's hands.

The moment he turned around to leave, a strange smile appeared on Fred's face.

He took out the parchment filled with the client's bid amount, reached out and gently brushed it across the parchment, and the transfiguration spell immediately caused the numbers on it to change in size.

At the same time, the length of the table has also been reduced by more than half, leaving only about ten lines in length.

Krum was the first customer he found. Who else had bid before him?

This form is just a random fabrication by him.

He did this just to raise the price. After all, if he told the other party directly that a quota was worth twelve thousand gold galleons, the other party might just kick him away.

But what if Fred told Krum that there had been so many bids before him, and the highest bidder had paid ten thousand gold galleons.

Then, there is a high probability that Krum will not hesitate to give a price that is much higher than the number one.

As for the number one bid amount on the table, this is not made up randomly.

This was decided by the fathers after careful consideration and lengthy discussions based on the family economic status of the delegation members sent by Alfred.

For a rich man like Krum, twelve thousand gold galleons is nothing but water.

After all, he is also a world-class Quidditch player. Considering the net worth of the top football players in the Muggle world, this amount of money is not enough to make Krum feel too painful.

But if it were anyone else, if you gave him a figure of 10,000 gold galleons...

Then the other party is likely to turn around and run away.

Fred took out the next customer's information and took a look at it, and then walked slowly to look for the other party's traces.

…

Fred went to Durmstrang, while George was in charge of Beauxbatons.

Compared to the people on Durmstrang's side, they have more stupid money, and the second leader of their Akatsuki organization, Konan, was born in Beauxbatons.

Therefore, George's side did not kill people too hard, and the price of the places given was much lower than that of Fred's side.

The highest price he sold for was only four thousand gold galleons. It would take three of them to add up to one krum.

Moreover, as a standard female single dog, George seemed to have a hard time dealing with the rough and tumble of Beauxbatons' group of warblers.

A group of girls gathered around him, coquettishly and haggling over prices. Which single guy could withstand this?

I don't know how much time passed before the disheveled George broke out from the turbulent waves in a state of shock, with several clearly visible lipstick marks on his face.

He was the last to return to the Room of Requirement, placing bags of gold Galleons and the final list of nine people on the table.

"It's terrible, it's terrible." George patted his chest gently and muttered something.

Fred gave his brother a big roll of his eyes and said, "Oh, you got an advantage and acted like a good boy."

He was quite envious of George. If he hadn't been afraid of being beaten to death by Angelina, he would have been the one to go to Beauxbatons.