The Death Knell

In view of the perfect control of the conversation's rhythm, the Grangers did not think of asking Professor Wilson which subject he taught until they were sent back to the bar at the end of the day. They just told their daughter to study hard and enter the school where only 'top students' can enter. Ravenclaw House.

How could the young Hermione have any opinions? You don’t want to go to that college just because you heard others say which college is better.

When the sorting was linked to intelligence level, she was so strong that she was more willing to prove her grades and intelligence by entering the Eagle Academy, and she had no favorable impression of the Lion Academy where the 'bad boys' gathered.

Under the influence of the death knell, she only bought textbooks for the new semester in the bookstore, but not books that praised Gryffindor such as "A History of Hogwarts".

Su Ming taught her the second truth. It is better to believe in books than to have no books at all. Books are the embodiment of thoughts and words, and these are all deceptive.

A girl who has loved reading since she was a child doesn't understand. Isn't reading more a good thing?

However, the professor analyzed it for her from an economic point of view. Ms. Ravenclaw's private collection of books was all in the common room of the branch. If she bought books in Diagon Alley, the money would be wasted two days later. Loss or not?

After a few days of patience, you can enter school and you can read all those books for free, and it’s not easy for your parents to make money.

Hermione was very sensible and decided to endure it for two days and save some Galleons.

There were two days before the start of school, and the new students needed to take the train at Platform 9 and Three Quarters of King's Cross Station in London. It was too troublesome to go back to Manchester now, so the Grangers rented Hermione a hotel room above the Leaky Cauldron. She bought a small house and asked Su Ming to help take care of her daughter when she left early the next morning.

Originally, Lao Deng assigned Su Ming the job of picking up other freshmen. There were more than 80 freshmen at Hogwarts this year, and a quarter of them were children from pure-blood families, so there was no need to pick them up.

As for the professors of the college, except for Filch, the two mute ladies in the library and infirmary, there are almost fifteen of them, which means that each of them needs to pick up about four new students.

Su Ming just glanced at the list and found that it was a passerby who had no impression at all. He then threw the list to the employees in his store and asked them to run errands.

There is no rule that professors are not allowed to have people greet new students on their behalf, so is it okay to do so? The employees of Wilson Arms are all Hogwarts graduates, so there is no problem in taking over a new student as a senior.

Of course, these people are all poor students. It is probably because they failed all the sixth-grade exams that they could not find their ideal jobs after graduation. Most of the store clerks are Gryffindors.

Seeing that the graduates of Gryffindor House looked like they had no future, being bossed around by professors in a shop with no customers, little Hermione looked down upon Gryffindor from the perspective of employment prospects.

Eleven-year-old Hermione knew some things, but not everything. She just felt that if she could only work in this kind of shop after graduating from Gryffindor, it would be better to return to Muggle society and become a dentist.

After several clerks who had been assigned to separate operations left, Hermione, who had eaten pie for breakfast, looked at the professor with her big eyes blinking, and a few black lines seemed to fall on her little head.

People are so busy that their feet never touch the ground, and you are lazy here.

"Is this really okay? Professor? Isn't it your job to pick up new students?"

"Hiss." Su Ming held his white porcelain jar, used the cup lid to skim the tea leaves on the water, and replied with a comfortable voice: "Everything is empty, everything is allowed, Hermione, the only thing that is not explicitly prohibited is What can be done, wisdom is the greatest wealth, and efficiency and win-win are the magic weapons for wealth accumulation.”

She is still young now, and when her strength increases in the future, Su Ming will teach her the other half of this truth, which is - if your fist is big enough, you can also think of ways to do things that others prohibit.

Rules are worthless to a true transcendent.

"I don't quite understand what you mean, but isn't it so pitiful that those children don't have teachers to accompany them?"

Hermione was very kind. She felt that she was very happy to have her teacher accompany her and play with her parents for a day in Diagon Alley. She also wanted to make the children behind her equally happy.

"You are actually the only student I like. As for the other four students assigned to me by the principal, they are destined to be Gryffindor or Hufflepuff materials."

Su Ming put the tea cup on the counter, pulled out a LAW rocket launcher from the vase on the side, and played with it slowly in his hand, as if to see whether the green paint was evenly applied, and continued with a half-smile:

"And little Hermione, I just asked the store clerk to bring them all to Diagon Alley to gather, and then I took the four families around together. Wouldn't the problem be solved? Just like a tour group, anyway, shopping and The steps for visiting are all the same, one sheep and a group of sheep are all driven in the same way, and receiving them at the same time means the efficiency is increased by four times.”

"...That's right." Hermione felt something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it: "But is this okay?"

Of course she couldn't tell what was wrong. Let alone her, even if Lao Deng came, he wouldn't be able to find anything wrong with Su Ming's operation.

Facts have proved that this is indeed feasible and the effect is better.

When the four children and eight parents were brought into the Wilson Arms Store one after another, after a brief introduction, they started chatting with each other. This one hugged his child to help him make new friends, and the other shook hands with other parents. Small talk.

In a fresh and mysterious environment, everyone who comes here for the first time is filled with excitement and wants to share what they see and hear with others.

And compared to the calm-looking college professor, aren’t other parents who are ordinary people around them more valuable to share? Talk about the new things you see, in exchange for the exclamation of new friends around you.

This is also a human instinct, as a social animal, the instinct to share information and knowledge.

How did humans learn to use fire, and how did they know which animals and plants could be eaten? It was all because of sharing from the forerunners. Perhaps it was because primitive people wanted to gain group status or to gain mating rights, but it was nothing more than humans showing off their abilities. It's just one of the methods, it's almost the same as a peacock spreading its wings.

There is a natural close relationship between students and parents. Children are the relationship between adults, and they can easily communicate with each other.

Everything was according to Su Ming's plan. He smiled and winked at Hermione beside him, and then generously lined up four gold galleons on the counter, giving one to each of the clerks who brought them. It's the legwork fee.

Hermione pursed her lips. Well, it seemed that the teacher was right again. Judging from the excitement of these parents, they probably could spend a day traveling in Diagon Alley without anyone accompanying them.

But it was Hogwarts' mission after all. He had taken advantage of Lao Deng's loophole and saved a lot of time. If he continued to be lazy, it would be difficult to gain reputation.

Su Ming smiled and took out a small flag from his pocket, holding it in his hand like a tour guide and waving it:

"Hello everyone, I am Professor Wilson of Hogwarts College. Are you ready for today's magical journey?"

"oh!"