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"If points are deducted, Prefect Caitlin will definitely blame us." Allen frowned, his eyes fixed on the matches on the table, and he kept waving the wand in his hand.

Change it, please!

Sergey's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly pressed down on Allen's wand.

The sparks from the wand hit the marble floor and reflected onto the podium. After several energy reductions, a one-inch hole was still burned on the podium.

"Huh..." Allen was startled. If Sergey hadn't taken action just now, the sparks would have set the desk on fire, and the matter would not have been as simple as it is now.

"Mr. Bert, I emphasized before..." Professor McGonagall's voice suddenly appeared behind the two of them.

"Professor McGonagall, it's my fault." Ellen quickly apologized, then looked at Professor McGonagall's face and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she was not angry.

"Pay attention next time, Mr. Lowe did a good job." Professor McGonagall tapped the podium with her wand, and the small hole was quickly filled.

"Professor McGonagall, I think I can transform the match." Sergey volunteered at this time.

"Oh?" Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows. The task she assigned was very difficult. Many young wizards who had learned simple magic before entering school could not do it.

Sergei focused all his attention on the tip of the wand. He controlled the wand to make a rightward movement, and uttered the transformation spell: "Waibi, Waibi!"

The match turned into a silver needle, and the tip of the needle shone slightly with a cold light, making people sweat coldly just looking at it. It was obviously extremely sharp.

Professor McGonagall was a little surprised. She glanced at the silver needle, and then looked up and down at Sergey.

"Very good..." Professor McGonagall praised. From the time she taught until now, only James Potter and Barty Crouch Jr. had the impression that they had completed this task in the first class.

"You successfully made up for the fifteen points Ravenclaw lost, Mr. Rowe." The corners of Professor McGonagall's pursed lips raised slightly.

After Professor McGonagall left, Alan looked grateful, and Eddie looked at Sergey with a bit of disbelief.

The other Ravenclaw students sitting behind Joel and the four others were all stunned. The matches in their hands did not even produce a needle point.

Joel was stunned on the side. Sergey had just been stunned for half the class, and then he looked at the writing on the blackboard, tried it once and succeeded?

You, meow, are the protagonist, right?

Joel looked suspicious. He felt that Sergey also had a system, a top student system.

Sergey lowered his eyes, crossed his arms and remained silent.

"Asleep?" Eddie muttered.

Allen leaned over to take a look, "She's asleep."

He nodded.

Joel struck matches with his wand from time to time, like a little monk ringing a bell, only he looked a bit more handsome.

After the Transfiguration class, their classes for this morning are over, and their herbal medicine class in the afternoon will not be until 4 o'clock.

Sergey didn't go to the library today. He and Eddie Allen went back to the dormitory and fell asleep. They played too late yesterday and didn't sleep well, which really hurt their health.

Joel was leaning on the bed and flipping through his textbook.

He planned to read the textbooks on each subject first, and then go to the library when he saw something he didn't understand.

In his opinion, as textbooks, they must have their importance, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are the foundation of various disciplines.

In his previous life, he maintained the concept of thoroughly studying textbooks, which made him a duck to water in high school and college.

Judging from his mature knowledge and understanding, the concepts in these textbooks are not difficult to understand, and are actually quite easy to remember.

For example, for the levitating spell, Joel linked the spell "Wingardim Leviosa" with the wand-waving action of "swing and shake".

The inflection of the chanting incantation is surprisingly similar to the wand-waving movement: when the tone is lowered, the wand is swung downwards, and when the voice is high-pitched, the wand is raised upwards.

Joel felt that he had mastered the trick of using magic spells, and became more and more addicted to books.

By the time my roommate got up at one o'clock in the afternoon, he had already finished reading "Standard Spells, Level 1".

Eddie yawned, "Joel, let's play cards?"

"I was just about to say, do you want to start a profitable business?" Joel closed the book and stretched.

"What business?" Eddie's eyes lit up when he heard the money.

"Selling this kind of poker," Joel pointed to the playing cards in Eddie's hand, "and by promoting the gameplay, we can make a quick buck."

"We have about a week. If we delay it a little longer, the senior students will realize that the money will not be earned," Joel shrugged. "After all, the difficulty of making playing cards is not high."

"Which one of you is interested?" Eddie thought this method was OK and excitedly raised the playing cards in his hand.

Sergey hesitated to speak.

Allen glanced at Sergey and said, "I don't need it. You guys can join forces. I can help you a little."

"...I can help make poker cards," Sergey said after hesitating for a while, "I can do it very quickly."

No one refuted this. Sergey had already proven his talent in the Transfiguration class this morning, but Joel was very curious. With Sergey’s usual personality and family background, he shouldn’t be interested in such a small business.

Interested?

Joel still remembered the box that Sergey was carrying on the first night he came to Hogwarts. It had a large piece of ruby ​​embedded in it. No matter how hard he thought about it, Sergey's family didn't want to be short of money.

"Then I'll be in charge of sales!" Eddie was extremely excited. He felt like piles of gold galleons were waiting for him. "I can go to the Gryffindor and Hufflepuff common rooms and sell them."

"You've done all the work, what should I do?" Joel said.

"You..." Eddie thought for a moment, "Do you want to sell poker cards?"

Not really.

Joel thought it was okay to hide behind the scenes and come up with some planning ideas, but if he were asked to go to the front line to find strangers to sell, he would not be able to open his mouth.

"Let's do this," Eddie thought of a good idea. "Sergey is responsible for producing playing cards, and gets 30% of the final profit. I'm responsible for sales, and gets 30% of the profit. Joel provided the idea before, can you get 40%?"

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"That's not appropriate," Joel thought for a moment, "I'll take 20%, and you two will get 40% each."

This is just a small business, and he believes that he has not made a contribution commensurate with 40% of the income, so it is not appropriate to take so much.

Now he just wants to earn a small amount of start-up capital, starting with poker and Landlords, and he still has countless ideas in his mind that can be cashed out.

Eddie and Sergey thought about it for a while and then agreed to start their business after the herbal medicine class this afternoon.

Eddie was so excited that he dragged Alan and Sergey to fight the landlord again in the dormitory.

Joel lay down on the bed, covered himself with a thick quilt, and stretched out comfortably.

The afternoon sun was not dazzling, it just came in through the window and marked its own territory on the dormitory floor. The roommates were laughing and laughing, and the sun was shining brightly outside the room.

Life in the magical world is really pleasant.