The Bard at Hogwarts

While Penello was sighing, the atmosphere on the second floor of the shop was also a bit strange.

The area of ​​more than 100 square meters was originally used as a warehouse, but now it has been tidied away.

A long table nearly twenty feet long was placed in the middle, with twelve high-backed chairs on each side of the table.

Whenever there is a Hogwarts professor here, you will find that the chairs are occupied by former 'famous' students in the castle.

Marcus Flint, Mina Burke...even Percy Weasley with short red hair.

These people are all involved in the operation of the film and television mirror.

…

"It always feels like something is sudden this time. Does any of you know the reason?"

Marcus sat on the chair and looked around, seemingly asking with a smile, but his eyes looked a little cold.

But this behavior only frightened the little wizards in the castle. None of the eleven people present cared about it and turned a blind eye to it.

When things seemed a little cold, Mina Burke, the former Slytherin prefect, eased the atmosphere:

"Stop asking! Everyone will know if you know, otherwise you can ask Malfoy, he knows best."

"I asked, but he didn't say anything!" Marcus explained with a smile when someone answered.

Percy sat on the chair and just watched the two people perform quietly.

Marcus and Mina, one is responsible for Diagon Alley and the other is responsible for Knockturn Alley.

The conversation between these two people was obviously to test others, but unfortunately there were no fools present, and everyone agreed to keep quiet.

…

Time passed by minute by second in this slightly awkward atmosphere.

soon.

In the shop on the second floor, everyone present felt a faint chill.

As a blue halo flashed, a figure suddenly appeared in the room, and a familiar voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"Sorry to keep everyone waiting."

Ino smiled and looked at the acquaintances in the room, and nodded in greeting.

However, his smile and politeness were destined to be in vain, because everyone present lowered their heads unconsciously.

With just a glimpse of the blue phoenix, many people seemed to be facing curse and death.

"Oh! Sorry! I forgot about Feid's characteristics. But there's nothing we can do about it. As you all know, the fireplace in the school dormitory is not connected to the floo network."

Ino spoke very slowly, but her emotions were sincere, and every word was full of sincerity.

Looking at the twelve shareholders involved in the operation who lowered their heads, a smile flashed in Ino's eyes.

What they want is this effect. He plays the good role and Fede plays the bad role. Regardless of whether there is any problem in the operation, this move is indispensable. After all, in the pure-blood world, fame is often not as useful as strength.

Seeing that the goal had been achieved, based on the principle of never doing too much, Ino gently stroked Phoenix's back:

"Feed! Go home and play with the little people. Now you're scaring my friends."

The blue halo flashed again, and Feide's figure suddenly disappeared.

…

a long time.

As Phoenix left, although the room on the second floor of the shop was still filled with a cold atmosphere. But there is no more intuitive despair and fear.

"That's the way it is with Feder, but everyone could have some chocolate, that would help a lot."

Ino took out the wine-filled chocolate he had prepared from his pocket.

The chocolate was placed on the table, and a large plate was copied in an instant, and then appeared in front of everyone.

"Thank you, Mr. Swinburne! This is the best chocolate I've ever tasted."

Marcus looked at the chocolate in front of him, picked one up, opened the package, and put it into his mouth decisively, as if he didn't care about the law of the wizarding world about not eating indiscriminately.

After the beginning, everyone else also started eating candies.

Maybe, as the original story Lupine said, chocolate helps to lighten the mood.

In just a few minutes, the atmosphere on the second floor softened.

"Thank you for the compliment, Marcus." Ino responded with a chuckle, sitting on the chair.

"Actually, this meeting was held today about two things. The first one is about the Bulgarian team's seeker, Viktor Krum..."

Regarding Krum's matter, he had made a promise before, and he would always give the other party a positive answer, which can be regarded as fulfilling his promise.

"...That's what happened. Krum found me. What do you think about this?"

After telling what happened, Ino stopped talking and threw the question to everyone.

At the same time, Marcus sat up straight as a reflex.

"Nothing! Please believe me! We didn't receive the letter! It really didn't happen. For Durmstrang, it was their principal Karkaroff who was always in contact with us..."

Marcus' tone was a little anxious, but it was understandable. After all, he had always been responsible for the external business.

Just one thing, Marcus replaced 'I' with 'we' out of desperation, which made everyone present frown.

Percy, in particular, looked at Marcus very displeased. He was here to fight for the interests of the Weasley family, not to share responsibilities inexplicably.

"I'm sorry to interrupt! I don't know about this matter. Mr. Flint is doing the letters and external sales."

Percy's words resonated with others, and everyone present nodded frequently except Mina.

"You..." Marcus felt insulted. Just when he was about to get angry, he saw the face full of gentle smiles on the main seat.

"Sorry! Please give me a moment." Marcus stood up and walked to a locker in the corner of the room.

After a while.

A pile of letters and a thick notebook were placed on the table.

"This is all the correspondence with Karkaroff, and this is the sales bill after the World Cup. The pre-sale money, orders, and quantities are all detailed here."

"And Veritaserum, by the way! I'd be happy to drink it."

Marcus said angrily, he felt a kind of betrayal, everything was fine at first, but when something happened, Mina out of the twelve people trusted him.

When he heard the truth serum, Ino also frowned slightly. He knew very well that if Marcus really drank the truth serum, this business would not be necessary in the future, let alone old Flint and New York. Special kindness.

It was impossible to obtain Veritaserum, but the accounts could be checked, and his intuition told him that Marcus didn't seem to be lying, and there was no reason to lie.

As one of the few top pure-blood families, if the Flint family were so short-sighted, they might have been eliminated by history long ago.

Just like when he released records and books, Old Flint would rather lose money than sell a favor.

Thinking of this, Ino also made a decision in his heart.

"Don't mention the Veritaserum, we are all friends! As for Krum's matter, I think there is something wrong with Durmstrang, but it has nothing to do with us..."

What he was worried about at first was that these people were united. Now it seemed that among the twelve people, only Mina and Marcus were closer.

"Thank you for your trust!" Marcus said seriously.

"No! You have proven yourself with facts." Ino pointed to the account books and letters on the table.

He had no intention of accepting this favor, and official matters could only be handled according to the rules.

Marcus was not a fool. After realizing that he had made a mistake, he smiled coquettishly and stopped talking.

"Okay, now let's talk about the second thing, the Triwizard Tournament."

Ino reached out and knocked on the table lightly.

"This is an opportunity. We can launch a special commemorative edition, but this matter is difficult to do. The premise is that we have to deal with the two dear Mr. Directors..."

Ino expressed his thoughts. In the original story, he felt that the Triwizard Tournament was a bit boring, especially the last two games, which did not take care of the audience at all.

Hiding underwater, hiding in mazes... simply afraid of meeting people.

Now we just take this opportunity to make the competition more enjoyable, and we have to remove the underwater event no matter what.