Simodox mages at Hogwarts

"I'm going to stay with you for a while, about a week, not more than a month. No one is allowed to come in or out of my room."

"It's very simple. The second floor of my bar is where I live. There is still an empty guest room there, but I also have to make a request." The boss agreed.

"Please say."

"If you have something like this in the future, you have to sell it to me, not to the Three Broomsticks. Of course, you can increase the price to make up for your losses." The boss said.

This is the key. If this kind of thing is bought by Three Broomsticks, it will obviously lose its competitiveness.

There is also a good thing like this. You can raise the price. If you don’t sell Three Broomsticks, you won’t sell Three Broomsticks. Anyway, it’s not a profit.

"On the premise that my interests are fully protected, of course," Ley said.

He kept an eye on it, which would benefit his interests in future cooperation.

"Then, happy cooperation." The boss extended his hand.

"It's a pleasure to cooperate." Rai also extended his hand.

"By the way," the boss said, "do you still have these coins? You know, three is definitely not enough."

"There aren't many Hanmang coins, but they will be restocked one after another. I don't have any more on hand now, but fifteen more will be restocked this week." Rai said with a smile.

"Okay, then I will pay you thirty-three gold galleons first this time," the boss said, taking out a small bag of gold coins from the drawer on the counter.

Rai took the gold coins and counted them, exactly thirty-three, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Wow, that’s great. I’m rich now.

Rai's limit of making fifteen Hanmang coins was mainly because after he made the crystal voice-changing mask, there were not many crystals left.

He still needs to leave some for emergencies.

The boss took Lai to the guest room on the second floor. It was much cleaner than the first floor. There were not many things in the guest room, including a bed, a bathroom, a table, two chairs, and a bedside table. Sober gray.

Ley entered the room and the boss closed the door for him.

Ah~ I’m clean~ I can rest now~

Rai locked the door, took off his shadow cloak, and lay on his back on the bed.

The boss went to the bar downstairs and sat down.

Today is a really lucky day.

He hummed a tune and wiped the cup.

......

At night, after resting for about three hours, Rai suddenly heard the noise downstairs becoming a little noisy.

He stopped what he was doing, and there were several crystal pieces lying on the table. These were the results of more than an hour of work.

He put on the cloak of shadow and placed the vial of high-energy waste in a leather pocket on his left side.

It was indeed the right thing to ask Madam Malkin to make this cloak. It will be my battle uniform from now on.

Putting on the height-increasing shoes that are a few centimeters thick, Rai becomes a "dark dwarf" again.

When I opened the door, I realized that the sound insulation effect of the guest room was indeed quite good.

The sound waves rushed towards my face, as if I had stepped from the mountains into the bustling city.

Walking down the stairs, the scene in front of me was completely different from that in the afternoon.

All kinds of people filled the Hog's Head pub.

A few people gathered together, drinking the cheapest beer, shouting loudly, chatting, bragging, and gambling. There were only a small number of people like this;

There were also a few people holding high-alcohol white wine in their hands. The wine in their glasses was not much less, because they were talking more in low voices, as if they were talking about some shady things;

There were two other people with their faces covered and holding nothing in their hands. They just kept discussing something in a low voice and looked very anxious;

Of course, there are also a few old drinkers who come here specifically to drink. They either share a table with two people, or stand alone, leaning against the wall, drinking in silence;

What's more, they directly regard this place as an entertainment venue without ordering anything, just watching or participating in gambling.

The store was not very big, with only twenty or thirty people in it, and even one or two tables were empty. However, it completely created a scene like a black market filled with all kinds of people, and the whole scene was chaotic.

There aren't many very low-alcohol drinks here, just a fruit wine, and in earlier years, butterbeer and mead, which were modeled after the Three Broomsticks.

However, almost no one buys these three kinds of wine. Beer drinkers are obviously more interested in the large-volume and low-priced ales.

Ley walked to the bar and heard the boss say to him: "It's like this every day, but you can't make much money. Most of these people buy cheap ones, or even don't buy them. I hope they didn't disturb you."

"No, it smells like fireworks here, doesn't it?"

The boss of Fireworks Breath didn't seem to be too aware of the meaning of the word, but he figured it out after thinking about it.

"Yes, but I still prefer the students at Hogwarts. They are much more civilized than these people and are more willing to spend money." The boss said with a wry smile.

"Indeed, but that will have to wait until after school starts. I suggest you clean up the store, otherwise I'm afraid no one will be willing to patronize it." Rai thought for a while and said.

It was heartfelt advice, he added mentally.

The bar in this store is really dirty.

"I think so too. In the early years, this place was a clean and tidy store. There weren't so many gamblers and so many messy people. Why are you bringing this up?" The boss sighed and changed the subject. " What do you want to drink?”

"How much does it cost for a cup of fruit bar like the one in the afternoon?" Rai asked casually.

"One silver sib is worth a large cup, and a small cup is fifteen copper nat."

"Then give me a small cup." Rai put his hand into the shadow cloak, took out a small silver coin from the top leather pocket, and tossed it to the boss.

The boss took the silver coins and put his hand into a drawer. When he took his hand out again, there were already several copper Knuts in it.

Ley took the copper nut, put it into a leather pocket in his cloak, walked to an empty table, and sat down.

He picked up the glass...

Something's not right. Rai looked at the glass of fruit wine with melancholy eyes through the transformation mask.

It’s completely impossible to drink through a mask...

Rai had no choice but to take out the paper and pen from his cloak and start thinking about designing a new magic array.

There is currently no demand, so there are few ideas. We can only design some more general linear or ordinary magic arrays for practice.

When about half a piece of paper was designed, a tall, unshaven, middle-aged man walked towards Lai.

"What are you doing, brother, want to play a game? There is a shortage of people over there." The middle-aged man said loudly to Rai in a voice that smelled of alcohol.

Rai raised his head and looked at the man with a distorted face, yellow teeth, greasy hair that was not too short, and probably had not been groomed for a long time. There was also a burnt scar on the right side of his face, and his face was covered with stubble.

Ugh~ So ugly, so ugly.

Rai decisively and coldly rejected him, lowered his head and continued to calculate the basic magic array.