This Hogwarts is not normal

After chatting with Fudge for a few words, Vincent turned to face Devine who had just arrived.

Behind him is a well-dressed middle-aged couple.

"Mom, Dad, let me introduce to you..."

Clement Rozier is tall and thin, and his movements are full of aristocratic style.

Selena Rozier is dignified and beautiful, holding her husband's arm like a noble lady.

"Nice to meet you, Vincent"

"Me too, both of you."

If it wasn't too blatant, Vida, the charterer, might even be invited over.

Rita slapped her hard again.

There are so many surprises here, and there are just some pure-blood wizards on the opposite side.

How did Wayne know the Rozier family, and how did he call them to come and take charge...

These two titles alone are enough to make the headlines.

"Miss reporter, could you please pay more attention to your image?" The witch just now hugged the arm of the wizard next to her in disgust.

"Sorry." Rita put away her crazy expression.

As a qualified reporter, she usually wouldn't do this.

But there are so many headlines today, and this is the happiest time for media people.

After the Rozier family, there is the Greengrass family.

Astoria, dressed like a princess, walked in the middle, each holding her parents next to her with her two little hands.

When she walked out of the house for the first time, her little face was full of curiosity and excitement.

"Uncle Restman, Aunt Sigri -" Vincent bent down slightly, "and you, little sister Astoria."

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Crazy is no longer enough to describe Rita's mood at this moment.

Although Rozier and Greengrass are not extreme supporters of pure-blood supremacy, they have never looked down upon Muggles and Muggle-born wizards.

Vincent Wayne, this 12-year-old little wizard, seems to have proven something to the wizarding world.

Next to arrive were Weasley and Diggory.

Rolf's parents were originally going to be there, but unfortunately the Thunderbird they had been taking care of in North America got sick, so Newt and Tina came over.

Wayne and the Grangers also arrived.

Eric smiled and put his hand on his son's shoulder, "Okay, you have indeed inherited my talent for business!"

"That's right." Vincent raised his eyebrows, "I will definitely spread the name of our Wayne family to the wizarding world around the world."

Evelin patted his little head, "Your father has such a temper that he can't even save a little bit of face?"

"Okay."

The Waynes couldn't laugh or cry.

They were not interested in knowing the backgrounds of the people their son knew, as long as Vincent was still the Vincent before.

The invited guests have arrived, and they all walked into the store together.

Rita bravely followed Victor under Victor's eyes, which looked like a prisoner.

Of course she knew it was a warning.

Left outside were Scrimgeour and several Aurors.

"Ten people at a time, please enter in an orderly manner!"

The wizard and witch just now were very lucky to be the first batch of guests together with the big guys.

Ever since the two of them entered the store, they couldn't take their eyes away from the huge metal device in the middle.

"If you throw in one Galleons, the card pool will automatically throw out ten Gwent cards."

Dumbledore smiled and took out a small transparent candy, "I didn't bring a money bag, can I use this to pay for it?"

Vincent shook his head decisively, "Professor, we only charge wizard currency."

"Oh - what a pity!" He put the small candy into his mouth and conjured a gold galleung out of thin air as if nothing had happened.

The card pool has a total of twenty coin entrances of the same size, each equipped with detection magic.

Prostitution for free is impossible, even for Dumbledore.

The warning words above the coin entrance made him nod secretly.

"Minister Fudge, please." Senior Secretary Umbridge took out a money bag.

This is not the Ministry of Magic's funds, but the Minister's personal property.

When the real gold galleons were thrown into the coin slot, nine silver and one golden halo appeared in front of Fudge's eyes.

His luck can't be considered good, he just triggered the guarantee mechanism.

The dazzling golden light gradually dissipated, revealing a cute Kraken.

It waved its tentacles lazily, closed its cute big eyes, and turned into a Gwent card with an exquisite card surface suspended in the air.

The other nine silver ones are all potions and magic spells.

"As expected of Minister Fudge!" Umbridge clapped her hands excitedly.

Vincent smiled awkwardly.

Drawing cards is a metaphysics.

It is closely related to character, time, luck, posture, mood, etc., but it seems to be irrelevant.

"Bang!" A bunch of colorful fireworks exploded above the heads of the wizard and witch just now.

Everyone craned their necks to look over.

Three golds and one color in a row!

Under the bright light is Lady Rowena Ravenclaw wearing a crown.

She sat on a high raven chair and looked at the two lucky customers with wise eyes.

"Congratulations!" Vincent stepped forward and hugged the two of them,

"You won the lottery in ten consecutive draws. You are really lucky."

Old Fudge is out of luck.

He refused to admit defeat and made a hundred consecutive draws, but each time he was guaranteed one gold.

Umbridge's character is darker than him.

Why is it that when others excel ten times in a row, the minister always gets the bottom line?

There is definitely a ghost!

She threw a gold Galleons in disbelief, and brilliant colorful fireworks exploded in her head.

The three-headed Fudge took off his purple hat, bowed and turned into a Gwent card.

"Mr. Minister, I have chosen you!"

This scream put Fudge himself in a very embarrassing situation.

"Ka ka ka -" Rita, with a rosy face, pressed the shutter excitedly.

Another headline-level news.

Just when the embarrassed Fudge wanted to say something, two colorful fireworks exploded in succession.

Astoria stood on tiptoes, holding the Gugu and Jomgand cards in her two little hands raised high.

Ordinary customers can't compare, subordinates can't compare, and even little girls can't compare.

Is this the current Minister of Magic’s card?

Just as unlucky as him was Dumbledore, who asked Vincent to borrow gold Galleons.

If you hit it fifty times in a row, everything is guaranteed.

"Professor, do you want to continue?"

"No."

The card pool winning rate is 1.6%. Theoretically, you can get one card in a hundred consecutive rounds.

Unfortunately, only gold cards have a guarantee mechanism. If you are unlucky, you may not be able to get a lottery card if you get 10,000 cards on the opening day.

Fudge continued for another hundred times, and then completely gave up the idea of ​​continuing.

This card pool is poisonous!

There are many outstanding customers in the second and third batches, and he is still receiving the big guarantee.

However, he is quite satisfied with Gwent's addictive card drawing mechanism.

Wayne Enterprises is an officially registered company, and even if the chairman is just a 12-year-old wizard, he still has to pay taxes to the Ministry of Magic.

Based on the profit of 3,000 cards per day, there should be fifty or sixty galleons a day.

If we open a few more branches, we can become a big taxpayer like Broomstick Company in a matter of minutes.

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