This Hogwarts is not normal

On the last day of every holiday, students all over the world are doing the same thing.

Do your homework!

Vincent, who learned the magic contract from Victor yesterday, is no exception.

But the god of learning is the god of learning after all.

Want to defeat Snape based on his eleven-inch long paper?

Impossible, he is the boss now.

"Mr. Chavez, can you take the artistic flavor out of your words?"

Sam's handwriting isn't ugly, but he just can't imitate Vincent's charm.

They look very similar individually, but completely different together.

"Xie Te! If you have the ability, write it!"

"Watch your words, Mr. Chavez."

With a frustrated look on his face, Sam changed a piece of parchment and rewrote.

People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

While he was saying "swish, swish, swish", Vincent went downstairs and called Giovanni.

I am in Korea and my inspiration is exhausted.

"Mr. Gaste, I will seriously consider it." After giving his home address, he hung up the phone decisively.

Eric put down the newspaper, "What do you want to consider?"

"You want me to be a part-time model, and I'm Italian."

Former friend?

That's okay.

Vincent changed into his shoes and picked up his suitcase.

"You want to go out?" Eric's head poked out of the newspaper.

"Go to Diagon Alley and discuss the business trip with Manager Brando."

Dio Brando is Victor's current name.

They are all handsome blond vampires, and after thinking about it, the name of the heroine-an important character in the comics released a few years ago is the most suitable.

"Don't bring any weird people or animals back."

"I know~"

Taking the subway to Charing Cross Street, the Leaky Cauldron is still as shabby as yesterday.

"There you are, Mr. Wayne."

"Hello, Boss Tom."

After going to the backyard and knocking bricks on the wall, he walked through the arched passage to the end, and what caught Vincent's eyes was Diagon Alley.

Less than fifty steps ahead, you will find the Gwent Brand Direct Store under Wayne Enterprises at No. 103 South Street.

The Black Swan Wizard Card House in 203 opposite was crowded with people. Except for the middle-aged wizards who came to play, the rest were almost all card merchants with money bags in hand.

Draw cards - ship - recycle at a high price - wait for appreciation - sell - draw again

This whole set of ecological closed loops left Vincent stunned for a moment.

Turning around and looking at his shop, there were just a few parents with their children.

The situation is the same as yesterday, and the gap is even wider.

Keep going...

That's really great!

He walked into the Gwent brand store with a smile.

Victor is counting this month's income.

"Good morning, Manager Brando."

"Good morning, boss."

Vincent looked at the miserable accounts and asked, "Did you lose money this month?"

"Barely 54 galleons." Victor filled in the number, then closed the ledger.

"If it continues to deteriorate, we will lose money in about three months, and we will need to inject funds in half a year to ensure operations."

"So -" Vincent sat opposite him, "Manager Brando, I want to send you to develop overseas markets."

Victor pushed the ledger forward, "Is it one of the three things you said yesterday?"

On the surface, he is a specialist sent to Japan by a direct-operated store, but in fact he is the person behind the wizard card there.

The contract between Lucius and Meihui does not specify an operator. As long as the store is opened for sale, it is complied with.

This is another loophole that Vincent discovered after learning the magic contract.

As for the second thing, he secretly contacted Linyin.

The Jingu family's industry is very extensive, and it is unrealistic to completely penetrate it in one and a half years.

The vampires who just left North America en masse have invested in many Muggle industries, and there are also many projects where "deep" cooperation can be carried out between the two parties.

The magic world, where alchemy is weak, happens to be Vincent's home field.

In addition to weapons, there are many types of alchemical items he can create.

"Take these little things with you first, and I'll find time to make some more after school starts."

Victor put it away without hesitating to speak.

These cubes are all black and elegant. Even if I want to complain about something, I don’t know where to start.

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“Ahem—it’s just a sample now, and the appearance will be improved later.”

Vincent closed the suitcase without changing his expression, "One last thing."

Victor's blue eyes quickly flashed with red light.

"Sam will take over the store tomorrow and won't be returning to the United States in the short term."

Although Sam has never seen Victor regain his youthful appearance, he has been dealing with vampires for so many years, and he will notice something abnormal if he takes a few more glances.

Now is not the time to be exposed, and situations that can be avoided should be avoided as much as possible.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

Victor, who had just stood up to pack his luggage, looked back.

Vincent glanced around first and said, "He—does my teacher know anyone from the Volkswagen Group?"

"It seems we know each other." Victor lowered his head and thought for a moment, "But even if we know each other, the relationship may only be like this.

If you want to build yourself a car, he has a lot of Rolls-Royce shares in the UK, so there is no need to make a special trip to Germany."

He is worthy of being the first-generation Dark Lord, with a larger scope than most wizards.

While Voldemort was still thinking about how to create Horcruxes, the boss had already begun investing in potential Muggle companies.

"What's his car?"

"A Phantom 1 with the GG logo replaced."

This row of noodles is larger than six Toyota Centurys.

Now that Bugatti has come back from the dead, it can acquire it first and then go over and see how the public reacts.

The original design is of course the best, and more detailed designs must of course be left to the original team.

But Bugatti...

It seems to have originated in Italy.

Vincent twitched his eyes, said goodbye to Victor and walked out of the store.

Giovanni is just a photography guru in the fashion industry, how can he know the top wealthy families in the sports car industry.

Although this wealthy family is still a bit in decline...

How about making a call first when you get back?

Eric, who was maintaining his firearms at home, saw him running back in a hurry. At first, he thought something big had happened.

Oh, it turned out to be a phone call.

"What!? Do you really know me?"

Yin Fulin, full of curiosity, poked her head out from the stairs on the second floor.

"He's still the current boss! Romano Artioli?

There is a bit of friendship... Then I will seriously consider it."

After hanging up the phone, the Waynes gathered around from left to right.

"Son, what do you have to consider?"

"I'm thinking about treating the Italians to pineapple pizza."

Eric and Yin Fulin looked at each other.

It is light to lift the table, but it is certain to be beaten.

Vincent squatted down holding his head in pain,

"Ah - Merlin! I really don't want to be a male model!

Even if it’s a part-time job!”

Sam on the third floor also poked his head out of the stairwell.

As soon as I came back, I was crying like a ghost.

Deserve it!

Merlin, please let things like this happen more often.

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