This Hogwarts is not normal

Since it is equal cooperation, the original 3% seems stingy.

"I will try my best to convince the three Mr. Oledun."

"I'm afraid it will take a long time."

Vincent and Johnson walked side by side on the lawn outside the castle.

"Mr. Wayne, the difference between us and Nimbus and Comet is that our positioning is close to the people."

"Indeed, the mass-produced model of the first-generation Alpha only costs 900 Galleons, which is much more conscientious than Nimbus and Comet, which cost thousands."

Qiao Sen shook his head, "What matters most to Sweep is market share. The people in the marketing department complain to our R&D department every now and then.

This time Alfa focuses on cost-effectiveness, and in terms of making money, it still depends on customized models.”

As if he was afraid Vincent wouldn't understand, he also briefly introduced some of the company's operating models.

"The profit per product is smaller, but we can rely on the market to be on par with companies such as Nimbus and Comet that focus on high-end fields."

Of course Vincent understood that this was similar to the pattern of rice in his previous life.

Unfortunately, once the inherent impression is formed, sweep will become synonymous with cost-effectiveness.

It's no less difficult to hit the high-end market than to revolutionize a broomstick.

Little Apple can rely on its old capital for so many years, which is inseparable from the innovative image that Lao Qiao has set for the world.

If a broomstick with good enough performance and an epoch-making product emerges, even a start-up company can become a giant in an instant.

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. www. Android and Apple are available.]

No matter how high the price is, the global Quidditch tournament held every four years can make people crazy.

Qiao Sen, who was expressing his kindness, didn't know that Vincent actually knew everything.

"Mr. Smith, we are almost there."

"Oh - I'm so sorry, I said so much without realizing it."

Vincent smiled and nodded, "Thanks to your news, I have more confidence in cooperation."

"Mr. Wayne, it would be great if you could choose our company first."

Although it was very cryptic, Qiao Sen understood it.

"I will."

The smiles on their faces froze the moment they entered the Quidditch field.

The grass below was densely packed with students, and the ones in the middle were still pushing each other.

Anyone who is not blind will know that something is wrong.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Smith." Vincent opened his suitcase, mounted the Rascal Rabbit and flew straight over.

Two camps, Gryffindor and Slytherin.

Wood has already applied for the right to use the stadium, and it is already obvious who is causing trouble.

"What's wrong, Scarhead?" Draco raised his chin high, "Without Wayne, you can only hide behind the skunk and the buck-toothed woman?"

"You're no better than me -" Harry's retort stopped abruptly.

Because there was a figure flying towards me at an extremely fast speed, as fast as lightning.

"Are you speechless?" Draco turned his head to the sky. Just when he was about to laugh out loud, he suddenly felt as if his back had been hit by a big rock.

"Draco!" Marcus, who was standing next to him, quickly pulled out his wand.

Unfortunately, Vincent held the person in one hand and was already heading towards the Forbidden Forest.

"This -" Hermione turned around blankly, staring at the large group of confused lion cubs behind her.

She was indeed dazzled. It was Vincent who brought a new broom for the team.

"Wood! Do you want to fight?" Marcus pointed his wand towards the other side, "I'm telling you, if Wayne did something to Draco -"

"It's useless what you say to me!" Wood also took out his wand, "If you can, tell Vincent why you are yelling at me here!"

"You bastard!"

"No you bastard!"

A magic spell was thrown out on one side, which detonated the entire stadium like pressing a switch.

Ron didn't care about anything, he just put a slug curse on Crabbe's big nose.

There was no light on the tip of the wand covered with magic tape. Instead, the green light from the handle hit his stomach.

Crabbe and Goyle were both laughing heartily.

Harry, who was supporting Ron, saw slugs coming out of his mouth and took out his wand regardless.

Hermione looked at this familiar scene and subconsciously bent down to avoid Pansy's curse.

"Ha--the buck-toothed girl has a good reaction!"

The moment she stood up, the wand was already in her hand.

"Collapsed——"

There was chaos underneath the stadium, with spells of various colors flying freely.

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The Forbidden Forest, Aragog's territory.

Draco's legs were tied and he was hung upside down beneath the rogue rabbit.

"Wayne! Put me down quickly!"

"Are you sure?" Vincent lowered his altitude and passed by the large group of Acromantulas below.

"Ah - help me -"

Draco waved his hands wildly, trying to brush away the smeared spider silk.

Vincent raised the broom handle lightly, "Do you still want to go down?"

"Asshole! What on earth do you want to do to me!"

"Reciprocity is reciprocal." He loosened his hands and looked down with interest.

"Forget the wizard card, why are you still causing trouble during our training?

Do you have a personality that makes you feel itchy all over your body if you don’t get spanked for a day?”

"You're just itchy!" Draco's roar was deafening: "I have an approval note from Professor Snape! Can't you even divide half of the stadium!"

"Huh?" Vincent tilted his head, "Is it a big deal if you have an approval slip? You are not on the school team."

"Who says I'm not!" Draco shook his head vigorously and tried to knock his head over, "I am Slytherin's Seeker this year!"

"real?"

"That idiot Higgs graduated!"

"Then you must not have brushed your teeth today."

"Leave me alone!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk -" Vincent held the broom handle back with both hands, "Your father must have spent a lot of gold Galleons, right?"

"I rely on my strength!"

"Sorry, I forgot that gold galleons are also a type of strength."

Draco's blushing face turned redder.

"Wayne! If you can, let me down!"

"you sure?"

"Put me to a safe place if you can!"

"I'm not your little brother, why should I listen to you?"

"Believe it or not, I called my dad to come over!"

Vincent reached out and took out his ears, "It's the same sentence every time, can you come up with something new?"

"If you dare to treat me like this, I will never let you go!"

Until he returned to the stadium, Draco was still helpless and furious.

"Hey, aren't you tired?" Vincent was frightened by the scene in front of him and choked back his words.

"Why, you have nothing to say, right? Hahaha——" Draco's laughter stopped and he closed his mouth.

The sight of spells flying around, the turf being bumpy, and the two sides fighting each other was really impactful.

"Malfoy, do you think I should put you down here?"

"you dare!"

"I really dare."

Vincent smiled and slowly untied the rope.

"Stop it, you bastard!" Draco swung back and forth like a spring.

"Don't move around, the rope will loosen in advance."

As soon as I finished speaking, the knot that had only been untied a little was completely loose.

"Wayne!!!" Draco fell from the sky and crashed into the crowd.

Crabbe and Goyle suffered.

It happened so suddenly that they were all knocked over and rolled on the grass.

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