Hogwarts Homecoming

The moment Trak Graves' words fell to the ground, Remus couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy stone on his chest finally fell to the ground.

But casually, a wry smile appeared on his lips again.

Amosta's previous statement was light-hearted, but the workload involved is quite large. In the next period of time, he and Amosta will probably not be able to leave New York.

Now that we have decided to authorize marketing for powerful local magic families and workshops, the first thing to do is to screen a group of qualified people as quickly as possible under the auspices of the Magic Congress and the International Magic Cooperation Department. This will undoubtedly involve many people. The Cooperation Department may face struggles within its own interests.

After the preliminary screening is completed, he still needs to conduct background checks on these forces to confirm whether they are really trustworthy. However, this step can be completed by using the goblin's intelligence network.

The most difficult part is undoubtedly negotiating with these forces, regarding the amount of franchise fees to be charged by dealers; negotiating the prices for dealers to get goods from the workshops; technical guidance and patent royalties from forces interested in localized production; learning Export pricing of machine core components; negotiation of terminal retail prices

Remus, who is studying hard while managing the workshop, is no longer a beginner who knows nothing about business. He knows that none of the above problems will be settled easily, and every issue will cause difficulties. of negotiations.

After the meeting, both parties expressed their outlook and positions on the future of the trade to be reached, an interview with the "New York Ghost", and a meeting with Ms. Marcille White of the International Magical Cooperation Department and a small number of senior officials to reach preliminary conclusions on key issues. The consensus, the hasty celebration cocktail party, and the leisurely and comfortable days before the meeting disappeared like a dream. Suddenly, there were countless things to complete.

When Amosta, Remus and Amelia left the Woolworth Building, the warm and comfortable sun in the morning had already rolled to the other side of the earth, and the bright moon in the sky was hidden behind a layer of haze.

Amosta glanced at Amelia. This relative of his was a heavy drinker. At the previous reception, he had accompanied him in toasting with the sociable officials of the Department of International Magical Cooperation. A meeting after the reception When I got down, I was still a little drunk.

"Has Graves given you any new instructions, Amelia?"

"Mr. Graves?"

Amelia's frail body swayed with her head dizzy. The dim streetlight reflected on her red cheeks. The alcohol had removed her usually pretentious sophistication and calmness, and she looked like a young woman in the future. A girl over twenty years old.

Facing Amosta's question, Amelia blinked her watery eyes and shook her head coquettishly.

Graves didn't give Amelia the order to terminate the mission?

Amosta raised his eyebrows in surprise. It seems that the chief officer of the Ministry of Security is still very wary of himself.

The problem that had been bothering him for half a year finally made substantial progress. Even Remus felt a little dizzy. Under the stimulation of alcohol, he walked briskly while humming a song by the Weird Sisters.

Amosta smiled and looked at Remus, thinking for a moment,

"Remus, during the preliminary consultation process with the International Magic Cooperation Department today, there is a very important point that I have never mentioned, but it involves a very important point of sustainable profitability in the sales system we are going to build."

"What is it?"

"Many of the proposed terms for the learning machine cooperation are aimed at the sales of new machines. As for the subsequent repairs and maintenance of the products, or even the upgrade of learning rights, I did not promise to Marcil to agree to outsource, and this is a very big piece. Cake can bring us a steady stream of income.”

Amosta did not shy away from Amelia and said directly to Remus,

"But if we want to pocket this revenue, it means that we must establish a complete after-sales service network system. We need to cultivate a large number of talents. In the early days, we can only rely on the power of goblins, but once we are on guard against others, Secondly, the existence of terminal outlets can solve the employment problem of a considerable number of wizards. In the end, we still need to get the outlets back into our own hands. "

Remus listened in vain at first, but as he gradually understood the importance of Amosta's arrangement, his expression became solemn,

"I understand, Amosta. One more question-"

Remus said softly, with a perplexed look on his face, finally letting out the worries he had been hiding in his heart for a day,

"The next negotiations with all parties will involve specific distribution of benefits. As you can imagine, this will be very difficult. I'm worried."

Amosta nodded.

"It is impossible for me to attend all negotiation meetings. If you feel that it is not enough, Remus, I can write a letter to Bana and let him arrange for some goblins to come over to assist you in negotiating with the American wizarding community."

The wrinkles on Remus' brow relaxed. No one was better at calculating interests than the goblins of Gringotts. With their help, the pressure on his shoulders immediately became much easier.

"in addition--"

Amosta suddenly stopped and looked into the distance. The boundless night fell without any ripples in his deep eyes.

"Smooth advancement in the American market means that our local workshops must expand production capacity on a large scale and recruit more skilled workers. Remus, preparations for this area can be carried out first.

Secondly, we also need to contact the prosperous magical civilizations in the next few continents. The cooperation model can refer to the cooperation model between us and the American magic community. Once the two parties reach a consensus, they will collect the deposit as soon as possible. We need a large amount of gold. To get through our own hardships. "

Remus is still considering what Amosta said about capacity expansion and business promotion in other continents. He knows very well that with his own strength, even with the support of Gringotts, facing this kind of workload, It also pales in comparison.

Before returning to the UK, he had to start implementing the issue of expansion, which required large-scale recruitment, not only of workers, but he also needed an elite team of wizards to support their ambition to promote their products globally.

But then, Amosta's last words jumped into Remus' mind--

We need a lot of gold to get through our own troubles

Remus was suddenly stunned, and the slightest bit of chaos in his mind was swept away.

"You mean-"

Remus' expression became solemn and he asked softly,

"Our war with Voldemort?"

Amosta nodded slightly,

"This is one of the main reasons why I insist on coming to the American wizarding community in person to promote business. We need funds to support us in winning this war."

Money and war?

Remus frowned. In his world view, these seemed to be two unrelated things.

The last war between them and Voldemort was full of conspiracy, brutal suppression, killing, deception, coercion and inducement. The ugliness and weakness of human nature were vividly explained, but it seemed to have nothing to do with gold.

"Is there really going to be a war?"

Amelia's clear brown eyes were still watery after being blown by the cold wind for a long time. She raised her beautiful face and her tone was somewhat childish.

"The Voldemort you are talking about, I heard about him when I was studying in Ilvermorny. It is said that he has been completely defeated by the famous Harry Potter. Is he really back in your magical world?"

Remus remained silent.

"indeed so."

Amosta smiled and said,

"The war is igniting and will spread to other countries. Our battle with Voldemort has already begun. No one, including me, can guarantee that they will survive this war."

Amelia was suddenly stunned. She looked at Amosta who had already walked forward, and his back looked so thin under the street lamp. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt distressed in her heart.

Suddenly, she remembered the wonderful warmth that flowed from her wand to her palm when Amosta borrowed the wand from her. That warm feeling was as if the two people were blood relatives.

"What's wrong?"

Amosta, who had already gone away, seemed to notice that Amelia was not moving forward. He turned his head and looked at the dazed girl beside the lamp pole strangely.

"Oh, it's nothing-"

Amelia said in a panic, and then trotted along to follow her.