Connor's Hogwarts

Connor ignored the group of fools who gathered next to him to make calls for fear of chaos in the world. He walked straight to the bar and greeted the tavern owner: "Bob, how is business? Hey, why are you here, Hermione?"

The girl with her signature messy curly hair who was sitting in front of the bar with her back to her hurriedly turned around. She was holding a glass of juice in her hand. When she saw that the person coming was Connor, she sucked it hard in fear. I took a sip from the straw and almost choked myself because I drank too quickly.

"Ahem! Yes. It's the president! Good morning!"

It was indeed Hermione, but today this Hermione was wearing glasses, her hair was messier than usual, and she had made some simple disguises. There was no doubt that she had sneaked out.

"Hermione? Second-year students can't leave school on weekends, right? Why did you sneak out?" Alice hugged Connor's arm tightly. She had no interest in this girl who was still close to Connor. What a good impression.

"Well, I asked Fred and the others to take me out. I have something to do." Hermione raised a hand, "I promised not to run around!"

"Hermione is here to sell your work? What, you are already confident to sell the work to others?" Connor knew what Hermione was here to do. After all, Hermione was his "eldest disciple" (although she was free-range) ).

"Hey, after all, I want to make money as soon as possible. You see, Fred and the others bought this juice. I'm too poor! I'm negotiating the price with the store manager here. I didn't expect you guys to come so early. I came here, but I didn’t even hear the announcement.”

"." Wait, what do you mean by the next sentence? Please explain it clearly to me! (ノ=Д=)ノ┻━┻

Those bastards from the Brotherhood shouldn’t have been broadcasting my whereabouts in the group! ? Are these guys so boring?

"Oh, I remember, Hermione, you seemed to have asked us to make pocket money before, and then it was Penelo, so what method did you come up with?" Alice asked curiously.

"This girl is here to sell magic pen works. Good morning, Boss Connor. It's been a long time since I saw you come to my place to play." The big bald Bob turned from the bar and showed a bright smile to Connor: "Want a drink? Little boss."

"Bring me a cup of honey brew, how about you Alice?"

"Can I have a cold sherry?"

"Sorry, we don't serve alcohol to minors, ma'am."

"Tsk, it's boring. Then just have a glass of juice."

Connor sat down next to Hermione, and Alice sat on the other side of him. He noticed a small package wrapped in cloth in front of Hermione. Connor asked: "Hermione, are you ready this time?" What? Just here?"

"Oh, I prepared some homemade magic scrolls and some golem chips." Hermione opened the small package, which contained several rolled pieces of parchment and a small pile of small cards.

"Magic scroll? Do you plan to make money from this? And that devil chip. It seems to be for the housekeeping devil. I haven't even understood its use yet." Alice tilted her head curiously: "Everyone should be thinking about making their own scrolls now, right? If you make it yourself, will anyone really buy it?"

Hermione was also unsure about this. She glanced at Connor with suspicion and said, "I don't know either. I only tried it after listening to the president."

"Don't worry, as long as it's useful, someone will buy it. Hermione, did you make the combination scroll as I told you?"

"Yes, yes, I made this. It is a scroll of [Levitation Curse] + [Petrification Curse]. I can only make this one at the moment. Maybe it can be used as a trap? Apart from this, there are some that are not available on the market. There are scrolls of magic spells, such as the opening of Alajo Cave and various summoning spells. Hey, I hope someone will buy it."

"Oh~ I understand, I understand, because there are only a few types of magic scrolls on the market, so if you make some uncommon magic into scrolls, maybe people will buy it, right?" Alice suddenly realized.

"Well, although I also understand this, I'm skeptical about whether I can sell it." Hermione lay on the table with some frustration: "Would anyone really buy such a useless thing? If you have that time, you can't sell it." Why don't you do it yourself? President, I always feel like you are lying to me."

"Don't worry, don't worry~ There are always stupid people. Ahem, there are always people who are in need. Don't think too much of other wizards. Do you think everyone is a top student? The professor taught everything after just a few years of graduation. After returning it, there are many wizards who have even forgotten how to cast spells..."

"...And the combination of magic spells and magic patterns cannot be produced by machines. This will definitely be very marketable in the future. You can think about it and see if you can come up with other scrolls. What if it becomes a big seller, right?"

"Here, your honey stuffing and juice." Bob came back and joined the conversation: "Little girl, just put your stuff here first. Did you see that counter over there, it's just for you guys?" We only charge a 10% agency fee for homemade products, and we will notify you as soon as they are sold. By the way, you also have to set a price for your babies."

Hermione looked at Connor helplessly: "President, how much does this cost?"

"Well, the scrolls are a little more expensive than the magic cards, right? 30 Nats? As for the chips, how about 10 Sickles each?"

"Eh? So expensive!? Will anyone really buy it?" Hermione herself was frightened by the price, feeling a little guilty and a little tempted.

"Hey, can someone explain to me what this chip is?" Alice slapped the table dissatisfied, "I don't understand it at all, I'm very curious."

"That is a small object for the housekeeping golem to use for self-improvement. A chip is equivalent to a memory. The housekeeping golem can learn the above skills by reading the memory." Connor briefly explained the principle of the chip to Alice. Then he pointed to the counter on the side of the store:

"It's very troublesome to make chips. It's very unrealistic to make them in factories. The chips we currently sell are actually replicas of various memories used in the production of golems, which means that all golems are I learned it once, but I didn’t learn it the first time, so I had to learn it a second time.”

"Can the devil directly acquire skills through memory!? I suddenly feel envious..."

"In addition, this kind of chip can also be made with the magic pen. It can be regarded as an advanced skill in using the magic pen. It is perfect for Hermione to make money by doing this."

"It sounds interesting, but why haven't I heard anyone else discuss it before?" Alice asked, nodding.

"Ha, they probably haven't even figured out how to use the golem yet. Oh, I mean the correct use, not the kind of... ahem, in short, this still needs some time to ferment, so there is no rush."

Connor hurriedly changed the subject: "By the way, Hermione, what are the contents of these chips of yours?"

Hermione blushed and said sheepishly: "I thought that many wizards might be interested in things from the Muggle world, so I made chips based on how to use Muggle electrical appliances. Will anyone buy this?"

"Yes, yes, someone will definitely buy it. What else? Is there anything else?"

"besides."