The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

Teaching is one thing, whether it can be successful is another.

It was almost time to start class. On this day, Hermione was rarely distracted in class. She went back and forth thinking about how DeWitt would teach her and what he would teach. Seeing that all the classes were about to end

, but suddenly at the end of class in the evening, an unexpected person blocked the way of DeWitt and Hermione.

It was Draco Malfoy. This kid had long forgotten about being scolded by DeWitt on the train. He still looked arrogant and said arrogantly: "You! Come here, I have

Something to say."

Hermione immediately looked at DeWitt nervously. She was very afraid that DeWitt would tear Malfoy into pieces like he killed Voldemort.

Of course DeWitt would not do this. His expression did not change much. He smiled at Hermione and asked calmly: "Where are you going?"

"You come alone," Malfoy glared at Hermione with disgust. Even though there were two followers behind him, he insisted on letting DeWitt face him alone: ​​"Follow me."

At this moment, Hermione's mind ran through the synonyms of several words - seeking death, not knowing what is good or bad, hitting the stone with an egg... Under DeWitt's comforting eyes, she almost compassionately forgave Malfoy's rudeness and treated DeWitt

Witt said: "I'll wait for you in front?"

The conversation with Malfoy was destined not to be too long, so DeWitt smiled at Hermione again and signaled that he heard it, and then came to an old classroom with three Slytherins.

The structure of the classrooms at Hogwarts is basically the same. Crabbe and Goyle wiped the old table, and Malfoy jumped on it pretending to be cool, with one foot on the stool and the other leg hanging in the air, smiling elegantly.

Said: "I have something to ask you."

"Say."

This was not the attitude Malfoy wanted to see. He simply lowered his head and fiddled with his wand on purpose, and said in a nonchalant manner: "I heard that you and the poor Weasleys came up with a new thing. This is what happened."

?"

"Yes."

"And that nosy woman, and...Harry Potter?"

"Yeah."

"I propose a deal to you on behalf of the Malfoy family," Malfoy said slowly, with a measured tone like a eunuch delivering a message: "This is a deal that is good for you and our family.

”

"Tell me and listen."

"Hand over that Muggle technology."

DeWitt waited for Malfoy to give further explanation.

"It's much better to cooperate with Malfoy than with a poor family like Weasley," Draco Malfoy said with contempt, "We can further upgrade the level of cooperation and give you a lot of money."

Earn gold and galleons from the land, and enjoy the exclusive reputation of developing new things. What is that thing called? In short, there is no harm in cooperating with us. At the same time, you can get rid of those burdensome friends. We can provide a better solution.

A good platform allows you to make truly noble friends in the magical world."

"Yes," DeWitt looked tempted, and asked, "How many galleons can you give me?"

"That depends on the specific income."

"Have you made any estimates? How much money can this thing make?"

Malfoy couldn't tell.

"Then how do you want me to get rid of other people? You know, without them, I may be completely exposed and unable to do anything."

Malfoy doesn't have a charter either.

"What if this thing is exposed? I have taken a big risk, and if it happens like this, my friends will definitely break up with me... Then how sad I will be, tell me - do I have to add more

Money?"

Malfoy was shocked and confused. He couldn't understand what was going on in DeWitt's mind.

"My opinion is that you go home and tell the adults at home," DeWitt said with a smile, "These are all problems, right? Problems must be solved, otherwise it will be difficult for me to cooperate with you with peace of mind.

”

After saying that, DeWitt patted the stupid Malfoy on the shoulder and left. On the way, he turned back and warned: "Remember to discuss this with the adults at home. Remember, don't forget!"
After leaving the classroom, DeWitt found Hermione again.

"How are they?" Hermione asked.

"How about what?"

"Didn't you hit them?"

"There is no such plan yet."

"So it will happen in the future? I tell you... don't mess around..."

Before Hermione could finish speaking, DeWitt quickened his pace. As soon as he returned to the lounge, he called over his friends who had participated and relayed what Malfoy said word for word.

"Bad breed!" Ron shouted angrily: "Let me tell you, there is no good person in the Malfoy family!"

"I knew it the first time I met him," Harry agreed, "Fortunately, I didn't make friends with that kind of person..."

"Malfoy didn't look for you, did he?" DeWitt asked the twins.

"We were just about to tell you," Fred and George looked at each other, became unusually serious, and said, "Students from other families have also found us and said they want to cooperate. The difference is that we are not allowed to monopolize the results.

."

"Did you tell me how many gold galleons you were given?"

"None of them."

"The plan is to let us work in vain. They will come in and kick us out. They will give us a sum of money and settle the matter. After all, the technical content of the things we come up with is really not high."

"That's what we're worried about," the twins said: "At that point, it won't be up to us how to use this thing."

Ron suddenly said sourly: "Why is no one looking for me?"

He also remembered it at this moment - during a break today, Harry was called out by a senior sister from the outer college. Harry didn't hide it after he came back, but now that he heard it, he felt uncomfortable.
Hermione was very unhappy because no one had come to look for her. She could think of a reason, but it was simply that she had a bad background. Was it wrong that both her parents were Muggles? Of course, it was true, but a wizard with such a background had no backing.

It is difficult to help the cause of cooperation, so the opinions of Muggle-born wizards will always be ignored. Because they are weak, no one cares.

"Do you have any ideas?" DeWitt asked for the opinions of those present, and asked the twins emphatically: "Is there anything your parents can do?"

"They said we are free to do whatever we want."

"Can't we not cooperate with those pure-blood families with nostrils that reach the top of their heads?" Ron complained bitterly: "I get angry when I see them - don't they just have a few bad money?"

"We don't even have a few bad dollars," the twins laughed and rubbed Ron's head: "Little brother, you are so naive, you don't even realize the most critical problem."

"Our level is still not good enough," Hermione said heavily: "If we don't cooperate, we can't hand over the things. This kind of thing can be imitated by a wizard who knows a little bit about magic. What can we do then?

?"