This Hogwarts is not normal

Since it has been revealed, there is nothing to deny.

Vincent acted like a dead pig and was not afraid of boiling water. Even the scheming Weasley twins had nothing to do with him.

"The only option is to use our trump card!" George looked out of the bushes, "If we tell Hermione about this..."

threaten?

Vincent remained unmoved and even looked at Fred provocatively.

Fred felt inexplicably being seen through, "Brother, don't try to scare us."

Having been in class together for so long, it’s impossible that they didn’t discover their secrets.

"George -" Vincent turned his eyes to him, "Did you know that Fred always passes notes during class?"

George looked indifferent, but Fred looked around nervously.

"My good friend, who else could Fred pass the note to besides me?"

"Angelina."

"Ah!?" Both of them were startled.

After being surprised, George felt like it was nothing.

It was just a small note passed between classmates, not even a small prank.

You have to admire him for being so slow.

"George, actually the two of them -" Vincent was suddenly rushed over and covered his mouth tightly with Fred.

"Good buddy, I'll keep a secret for you, and you'll keep a secret for me too?"

"make a deal."

The two people who reached the deal walked out of the bushes, leaving George standing there blankly.

"What happened?"

One second there was a flash of swords, but now it's calm.

Has the matter been resolved?

Vincent and Fred were devouring meat skewers, and they didn't look like they were holding something back.

The CPU is almost dry.

George shook his head and stopped thinking.

Such a beautiful night cannot be spent thinking about all these things.

The outdoor barbecue party in the Forbidden Forest lasted until the early hours of the morning.

Everyone went back, and Vincent and Hermione also activated the time turner as usual.

It's almost the end of the month and it's time to go to the alchemy shop.

After three followers appeared, the two appeared in front of the Broken Ax Bar.

Put on a black robe and a black hood.

The boss, Tom, saw how the two were dressed and didn't ask much. He just wiped the wine bottles on the shelf.

There are people coming and going in Diagon Alley, but Knockturn Alley is still very quiet.

But the alley is bustling with activity, and it seems that many smart people have sensed business opportunities.

Parkinson's magic equipment store, Zabini clothing chain, Flint herbal medicine store...

It has to be a pure-blooded gentleman who knows how to do business.

The popularity of the alchemy shop has driven the flow of people, so we took the opportunity to open some small businesses in the surrounding areas.

A sure-profit trade.

Vincent looked up at the most conspicuous black pyramid.

Even at night, the mysterious line symbols on its surface are still bright, and it has become a landmark building in Knockturn Alley.

The glittering "Wayne Alchemy Shop" sign was floating in the air, and there were many customers standing on the invisible floating stairs next to it.

Vincent and Hermione lined up quietly behind them.

Wait a few minutes, walk through the platinum corridor, and enter the beautifully patterned metal door.

After the marble staircase is an exhibition hall with white lights and black walls, a strong contrast between light and dark.

Cecia, who was entertaining customers, quickly noticed the two of them.

A man and a woman, dressed in black robes and hoods, either hiding their identities or being dark wizards.

After saying sorry to the customer, she went straight to the central rest area where the two of them had just sat down.

"Good evening you two, how can I help you?"

Vincent revealed half of his face under the hood, "It's me."

Cecia looked at it suspiciously for several times, and suddenly she covered her mouth in surprise, "Are you... the boss?"

The changes were already huge when we met last month, so why are the changes even greater this month?

So, the lady next to him...

Hmm - it does look familiar.

Take a few more glances.

"Miss Granger?" Cecia was startled.

I'm afraid I haven't seen him for a year or two.

Vincent coughed and reminded that this was not the place to talk.

Cecia quickly calmed down and stretched out her hand politely, "You two, please come inside."

The office is underground, directly above the factory.

Xila, who was on duty, was quite puzzled until the two mysterious men took off their hoods.

He wiped his eyes and scratched his head.

Do children today grow so fast?

Is it an age-increasing agent?

But it’s not necessary.

Vincent had no intention of explaining and walked into the office door opened by Cecia.

The layout is very simple, and the long sterling silver table with ledgers neatly placed in the middle is particularly eye-catching.

He opened the account book and looked through it casually, "Don't be nervous, I'm just here to take a look and set up the production line for new products."

Cecia's eyes lit up.

Alchemy products are in short supply every day, and the factory's automatic assembly line is running 24 hours a day to barely meet the demand.

In two months, the monthly turnover has exceeded 100,000 Galleons, and even if the profit margin is not high, there is a net income of nearly 20,000 Galleons.

If we add new products, our performance next month will definitely be even higher.

"By the way." Vincent put down the ledger, "Who are the people doing tricks this month?"

Xila took out a notebook, which was full of portraits and detailed information.

"There are a total of three waves of suspected foreign forces, and they have been packed up and thrown out of the UK by us.

Many people from those wizarding families came, some were talking about cooperation, and some were making small moves behind the scenes, but we all sent them away.

Dark wizards appear almost every day. Lucifer is responsible for the finishing work, and the Ministry of Magic should not be able to detect any clues.

There is no movement from the Alchemy Association, they are probably planning something."

Vincent nodded and took the list handed over by Xila.

Italy, Finland, and Austria are new faces, just like those from last month, they are all here for testing.

The cooperation invitations from the country's wizarding families are all for profit. The alchemy shop has no plans to expand globally for the time being. Greengrass and Rozier are enough to handle the current situation.

The Ministry of Magic usually does not interfere with the death or disappearance of dark wizards, as long as no traces are left.

The Archenemy Alchemy Association is keeping its composure, perhaps because it is considering next year's Cairo International Alchemy Conference.

As Christmas approached, Vincent brought out new products and gifts without saying anything in particular.

After arranging the factory's production line, he and Hermione went back directly.

Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands, two people took off their robes and hoods.

The moonlight is nice tonight, very suitable for a date.

"How is it? Is my alchemy shop okay?"

"Quite good." Hermione was in a better mood than he was.

Her smile is beautiful and has an inexplicable charm.

She is confident and calm, her eyes reveal wisdom, and her looming intellectual beauty is full of unique charm.

"You look so pretty when you smile."

A blush appeared on Hermione's face, but her eyes did not dodge, and she looked directly into his eyes, "I will smile more in the future."

The soft moonlight fell down and shone on the two of them.

Vincent was stunned, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "I made a deal, and I won't go back on it."

"Well, no regrets."

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