Spell Players at Hogwarts

Lynch felt that Tonks had the attributes of a cloud driver.

Well, of course, maybe it's a little unrestrained in behavior, but in essence Tonks' cloud operation...

It really can’t be exposed.

Wait for death, there is no hope!

However, Harry obviously didn't have a way to deal with this kind of cloud driver. On the contrary, as a 12-year-old young lady, Harry's shyness greatly satisfied Tonks' vanity to some extent.

He's a little boy, but he's just mediocre. He's no different from Hogwarts back then.

After hastily coming to a conclusion, Tonks then remembered her own job.

To be precise, in front of a check from Gringotts, solving the magical rampage caused by the conflict between the little boy and so on... This is not important at all.

You know, Tmall Elf has been on sale for more than two months. With my salary, I don’t know when I can afford it.

Wizard, if you don't develop and develop a side business, it will be meaningless.

Even someone as powerful as Moody would make some ill-gotten gains from dark wizards when performing tasks, or provide special training for certain people.

Although Tonks didn't say it, this was already an unspoken rule of the Auror force. After all, she couldn't save her life in front of the dark wizard just by relying on the allowance.

Of course, there aren't that many dark wizards now.

Tonks left happily, and Jorkins, who looked confused, left the Dursley's house without any trouble.

Jorkins has not yet recovered from the potential Galleons trade, but he always feels that the boy's words seem to be speaking to him...right?

Bertha fell into deep thought. As a popular figure in the Ministry of Magic in recent years, with the emergence of Tmall Group, it has infringed on the interests of many people.

If only I could remind you a little bit...

Look at Tonks running happily like a husky.

She was just a trainee Auror, what could she know?

Although she, Jorkins, didn't have a good reputation in the Ministry of Magic, she was famous for her poor memory, so that many things...

Ahem, she, Bertha Jorkins, is not empty-headed. I think she was also an outstanding little witch when we were in Ravenclaw.

They all felt that they could not remember things, but little did they know that in order to alleviate this symptom, Bertha also summed up her own method.

Not to mention anything else, as far as the current departments of the Ministry of Magic are concerned, apart from places of exile such as the Centaur Office and the House Elf Resettlement Office, she, Jorkins, has never been to that department?

Even the Department of Mysteries, she, Bertha, had been cleaning there for a while.

In terms of knowledge, she, Tonks, is a cookie.

If I...if I could do it...could I change the situation a little bit?

Walking on the red carpet of the Ministry of Magic, Bertha said nothing for a long time.

In terms of appearance, Bertha is also very outstanding. I think she was also a pretty flower in the International Magical Cooperation Department back then.

She, Tonks, is that little potato again.

19 years old, hum ╯^╰!

Two children just don't know how to appreciate it. How can a little girl like her have such a reliable aunt in doing things?

It is said that he, Kristoff, is the star of hope in the magic world of the Republic of China, but now it seems that this child's vision is mediocre.

What?acid?

It's impossible to be sour. I simply feel that as the future of the magical world, Mr. Kristoff should be more rigorous.

Next time, when we meet again, I must give my opinion. I heard that Tmall Group is now expanding its business across Europe. Isn't this Bertha's old business?

Eating a dead salary from the Ministry of Magic has no future. As a relatively young aunt, although she is not as good as a teenager, in terms of enterprising spirit, she, Jorkins, is no weaker than she was back then.

Thinking of this, Bertha hurriedly got up and walked to the bathroom. After making sure that no one was around, Bertha pressed her wand against her temple.

Keywords: Christoph!

A wisp of silvery goo was slowly drawn out, and Bertha shuddered slightly.

"Just...read this memory again in two days!" Bertha secretly gritted her teeth, then took out a small notebook to record the events of viewing the memory.

"Well, is Bertha in there again?"

"It looks like we have to queue up. Why is it that in such a large Ministry of Magic, there are only two bathrooms on the third floor?"

The two clerks from the Ministry of Magic complained in frustration, and at this moment, Bertha, who had finished the record in a hurry, fell into a brief blank due to the withdrawal of her memory.

After all...it feels really bad to have an empty head.

……

Diagon Alley, Tmall Tavern.

When Harry returned to this place again, he felt extremely friendly.

Well, the interior decoration has been updated, and there are some unfamiliar ones... huh?

"That's Rachel, a enchantress." Lynch saw Harry's embarrassment. Although Rachel had been very restrained, the enchantress's temperament was indeed affecting others all the time.

For 80.00% of Tmall Tavern’s male customers, this is the biggest motivation to come to the pub non-stop after get off work every day.

"No..." Harry suddenly woke up from the charm, "Where's Qiu? Where's such a big Qiu?"

"You don't know?" Lin Qi smiled calmly, "Qiu is going back to his hometown this year and won't come back until the start of school."

"That's it." Harry said a little disappointed, looking at the surrounding environment. If it doesn't work, just play two rounds...

"Cedric also went with us." Lynch whispered, "He took over the purchasing work there."

"what?"

Harry was suddenly struck by lightning, and his expression gradually changed from indifferent to collapsed.

"Bitch thief!" Harry gritted his teeth, and the joy of leaving the Dursleys disappeared instantly.

"Look around, friend." Lynch patted Harry on the shoulder, "Then you have two choices now. One is to stay here, but Dumbledore doesn't seem to suggest that I do this."

"Why?" Harry asked in shock, "I have a room here."

"Yes, I have been keeping it for you, but Dumbledore seems to think that... how should I say, maybe you should listen to the second option. Ron invites you to spend the rest of the holiday at the Burrow. By the way, Jin Ni would love to get to know you."

Lynch winked at Harry. Although he usually joked, it was really difficult for Harry to stand out when Cedric didn't accept the lunch box.

After all, in terms of skill, if Cedric is ranked second, then no one in Hogwarts can be ranked first.

Of course, the most important thing is the height advantage. With Tmall Group smoothing the status gap between the two, Harry's little brother's winning rate...

"Ginny? Who is that?"

Harry was stunned for a moment, and then Lynch was stunned as well.

Look at Ron, your uncle, who did it.

"you forgot?"

Harry blinked in confusion. When he thought of Ron, Harry couldn't help but think of his classmate's thief behavior.

What kind of stone is this?

It’s a stumbling block on the road of life.

But the other Weasleys are pretty good, just...

"Ron's sister?"

"Well, remember to bring a gift. After all, it's not good to be empty-handed when visiting someone else's house." Lin Qi patted the younger brother's shoulder with satisfaction, "Of course, if you really can't think of what to give, maybe buy something Wear a sun hat and attach a signed photo of yourself.”

"To the sweetest Ginny, your faithful Harry Potter."

In just a few seconds, Lynch made clear arrangements for Harry.

Although Harry still didn't quite understand why he wanted to take a picture of himself, because his mind was still stuck on the impact of Cedric's jump, Harry hadn't recovered yet.

"So, do you need me to prepare something for Mr. Potter, boss?"

After watching Harry go upstairs, Brian joined in dutifully. The appearance of Tonks gave Brian a huge sense of crisis.

Whether it was the other party's status as an Auror or the friendship of his classmates, this was beyond his reach.

What's more, Tonks is still a natural Animagus, coupled with her identity as a woman and the state of contact between the two so far, it seems that the replacement of supervisors is not that difficult.

"Well... let's help him prepare."

Looking at the time, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening. If Harry was sent to the Burrow early tomorrow morning, it would definitely be too late to prepare a gift for Ginny.

"I know, Boss!" Brian nodded obediently, in that tense state...

"Actually, you don't have to be nervous Brian, after all, you are the best among so many people." Lynch said lightly, "As for Tonks, if she comes to the tavern to say something and I am not here, then It’s up to you to make the contact.”

"Then...what if it's Miss Jorkins?"

"Similarly." Lynch put his hands behind his back, pretending to be inscrutable, "We need the help of some people, if possible I don't care who it is, but this requires your judgment."

"I see, Boss."

"By the way, Brian, what...Luthor hasn't been found yet?"

When Luther was mentioned, Brian's face immediately darkened.

"No news?"

"Yes, there was no summons from the Auror office." Brian's face was very ugly. Being killed by a tied guy would definitely be one of the stains in his future life as Triat Brian.

"I speculate that the other party left the country through black market portkeys. I have checked a few ideas, but I have gained nothing."

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, if his purpose is not achieved, he will definitely appear again." Lynch nodded, "Pay attention to the safety here, and don't let him get close to Meadows, otherwise, give his eyes to Dig it down.”

"Understood." Brian nodded coldly. As for why he didn't seize him and send him to Azkaban...

Well, so far, Lynch personally does not want to reach a strategic partnership with Azkaban. After all, the Fifth Academy is really not that easy to play around with.

"After next month, your salary will be increased by [-]%."

"My God...I mean, thank you, boss." Brian finally showed a hint of emotion, "Thank you for your generosity."

"You deserve this, Brian." Lynch paused, "But why not Merlin?"

"Merlin?" Brian was stunned for a moment, "Oh, don't all the Muggles out there express themselves this way? Mr. John always likes to say this."

"Don't imitate him, it won't do any good." Lynch patted Brian's shoulder earnestly, and the tall and handsome British butler turned into a muscular man covered in devils... Anyway, judging from the changes in Mr. Granger's body, John It should be highly toxic.

"I think Mr. John is very kind." Brian said a little awkwardly, "Although he is a Muggle, there is no barrier to communication at all."

"After all, that was the man who conquered Meadows."

"That's right." Brian smiled, then bowed slightly and left, leaving only Lynch sitting at the bar.

"Harry is going to stay with the Weasleys tomorrow, Professor Dumbledore."

Lynch skillfully took out his cell phone, and after greeting the old principal as usual, he began daily third-line operations with Flinda and Hermione.

As for the last line... communicating and exchanging experiences with French customer representatives is crucial to the future development of Tmall Group.

Well, the latency is just a bit high.

After briefly explaining Harry's arrival to Hermione, Dumbledore was able to reply.

It's still the familiar blue star pajamas. I have to admit that the old principal's posing skills are getting better and better.

Dumbledore: "Smiling Cat."

Lynch: ...

So, after being online for such a short period of time, someone has already mastered the basic skills of information exchange?

"Professor Dumbledore, can you confirm anything about Phoebe Luther? Brian has no clues. As for the Auror office..."

Lynch paused, recalling Tonks's not-so-smart look, and sure enough... old Hufflepuff was dead.

Dumbledore: "Smiling Cat."

Lynch: "..."

"In fact, Professor Dumbledore, if you don't know how to use the typing function, I can come to teach you. Of course, if you don't want to type, Tmall Elf also supports voice input and transcription through Maomao."

Lin Qi finished a long speech in one breath, and looked at the old principal's head with more and more... disgust?

That's it?

After waiting for another 5 minutes, Lin Qi waited for news from Dumbledore.

It sounded like the old headmaster had just woken up, and his unhurried tone made Lynch increasingly wonder if giving Dumbledore a mobile phone was a wrong decision.

After all, Dumbledore is over 110 years old, and he is not as energetic as Nicolas Flamel.

"Understood, no problem."

Dumbledore spoke leisurely, and Lynch could even hear the frosted texture of electric noise in his voice.

Tsk, old headphones are killer.

"If you need anything else from me, just send me a message directly."

Lynch quickly ended the topic. It seemed that the old principal had no interest in talking.