The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

"Who is there?" Just when Malfoy was about to ask what the little light spots that had just melted into his body were, a slightly stern voice sounded around several people.

"Is it Professor Dumbledore?" Harry whispered, "What should we do now?"

"How about we turn into animagus and escape?" Hermione suggested in a low voice.

Rolf shook his head. Are you afraid that you have forgotten that Malfoy cannot transform?

While several people were discussing in low voices what to do, Professor Dumbledore walked over and happened to see four young wizards sitting there.

"What do you want to do when you don't stay at home on such a rainy day? Especially you, Harry, how did you get here from a Muggle home?" Dumbledore asked very seriously.

road.

"Professor emm, I just arrived at Ron's house a few days ago because Mrs. Weasley invited us to watch the Quidditch World Cup together." Harry lowered his head and whispered.

"Go home quickly, the rain is getting heavier and heavier!" Dumbledore seemed to want to stop talking nonsense with a few young wizards. After all, there was an annoying thing that had been bothering him for a long time.

Several people ran away from Professor Dumbledore as fast as possible, but Rolf did not move. "Professor, it seems that you have something on your mind?"

Professor Dumbledore, who was about to walk back, suddenly paused, then turned back, looked at Rolf, hesitated for a moment and said:

"Yes, a very dangerous international school exchange program will be held at Hogwarts next year. I originally wanted to refuse, but the Ministry of Magic held it without notifying me..."

"The Triwizard Tournament?" Rolf asked, pretending not to know anything.

"Yes, it seems that you have heard some rumors at home."

"Professor, maybe you can learn about the game that is very popular in the wizarding world recently, called Wizards' Glory. It may be helpful to you." Rolf smiled slyly, and then chased Harry, who had been running away for a long time.

them.

Dumbledore, who was standing behind him, watched him leave. He stood alone in the rain for a long time, seemingly thinking about something, and his eyes were somewhat meaningful.

"Why did it take you so long to come back? I thought you were detained by Professor Dumbledore." As soon as Rolf ran back, he was surrounded by several friends.

"Okay, it's okay. It's just some things we went to the flower gardener's house before. Let's go back quickly. By the way, Malfoy, what I just gave you is a spell to train your mental power. You can try to practice it and see if you can use it.

Nimagus."

When Rolf and the others returned to Ron's room, he was very curious to see what kind of animals his friends could transform into, but everyone looked at the small space around them and it seemed that only Hermione could do it?

Even Harry's stag can't fit in the Burrow, and Rolf's dragon probably won't fit either.

In fact, Rolf's Animagus looks big. When he curls up his body, he will find that it is not as big as he thought.

"Fred! George! What is this?" A loud roar resounded throughout the building, causing the bed Ron was sitting on to shake.

"Mom? Listen to our explanation!" Fred and George wanted to argue, but were interrupted by Mrs. Weasley.

"Explain what? When did you start doing these things? If I hadn't cleaned the room today, wouldn't I have found it?" Mrs. Weasley yelled angrily, as if she wanted to vent her anger.

"No mom, our sales of these things are very good! We made a lot of money!" Fred wanted to quibble.

"Do I need you to make money for my family? There is no shortage of magic coins at home now! All you have to do is learn magic at Hogwarts!

Look at your O.W.Ls exam results, why are they so disappointing? It turns out you didn’t study hard at all? Are you thinking about these things all day long?”

O.W.Ls are Ordinary Wizarding Levels? They are exams that students at Hogwarts School take when they turn fifteen.

Hermione is said to have started preparing for this exam. After all, for her, any exam is a pilgrimage.

"I just hope that you can enter the Ministry of Magic in the future and live a stable life, just like your father."

After hearing this, Fred rolled his eyes and muttered in a low voice: "How much money can't you make? The money we made from selling things this time is almost as much as Dad's monthly salary."

"What are you arguing about? I'm still working! I have to write a report for the office! But it's hard for me to concentrate when you're like this!"

At this time, a door opened on the second floor platform, and a face stuck out from it, wearing horn-rimmed glasses, with a very impatient expression.

"You'd better review it for me? As for these orders?" Mrs. Weasley lowered her voice, and then used a burst of fire to burn all the orders in her hand to ashes.

"Can't you learn from Percy? If you all make me worry-free like Percy, I can live for at least a few more years." After saying this, Mrs. Weasley glanced at Ron.

"Oh, why don't you stay in the office like Percy and never go home? Let me tell you, if dad doesn't force him to come back, he won't even go home.

He is a workaholic, and you must not get him talking about their boss.

Mr. Crouch thinks...I told Mr. Crouch this...Mr. Crouch thinks...Mr. Crouch told me...they will announce his hiring any day now."

After saying that, Ron snorted, seeming to express his dissatisfaction.

The quarrel ended like this, and the Weasley twins were burned by their mother, so they always looked unhappy.

Rolf knocked on the door of the two hard-working young men who were studying seriously. After being allowed in, he saw them lying on the bed bored.

"Is something wrong? Rolf?" George stood up and asked.

"I just heard Ron talk about the things you sell, and I'm very interested. Do you know that I have a shop in Diagon Alley?"

After hearing Rolf's words, Fred immediately jumped up from the bed and looked at Rolf with gleaming eyes, as if he were looking at a big pile of gold.

"I think I can also use some magic coins to sponsor your research, how about that?" Rolf continued to seduce.

To be honest, he has been coveting research talents like the Weasley twins for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that he was not so familiar with them and didn't know how to speak, he would have recruited them long ago.

The anti-curse hats and anti-curse gloves they made won the recognition of the Ministry of Magic and received a large number of orders. It is said that 500 sets were ordered?

Moreover, the crayfish on the first floor can be turned into an online store, so it is really a pity that the space on the first floor is empty.

"Really? What do we have to pay?" Fred said excitedly.

"How about 40% of the shares? You two will invest in the technology, and leave the rest of the site, raw materials, and sales to me. You can just do research.

Of course, I will also give you a small portable space box like mine, so that your laboratory can escape Mrs. Weasley's control!" Rolf continued to seduce.

ps: Thanks for the monthly ticket of the micro-ion cannon~