Professor of Pharmacy at Hogwarts

black forest.

Alexis stood in front of a simple wooden shed in confusion. He had asked several people before, and they said that if he kept going east, he would see a huge warehouse, where Ellerby and Badmore were stationed. Here you'll find Ellerby and Badmore's current director, Randolph Badmore.

But is this leaky, crumbling building the "huge warehouse" they call it?

Alexis looked around, and there were indeed no other buildings around except the building in front of him that was leaking air everywhere.

He went up and knocked on the door.

There was no movement.

He knocked again, harder this time.

"anyone there?"

"Is Mr. Randolph Badmore here?"

Still no movement.

Alexis stood outside the door for a while, a little disappointed. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, there was a rustling movement inside, and the tattered wooden door opened, revealing a man who could rival Blake.

Empty eyes, decadent temperament, and a strong sour smell.

Alexis was certain that Black lost this round.

"Are you Mr. Randolph Badmore?"

Alexis took a half step back to ensure that he could maintain proper etiquette, but unfortunately, the sour smell did not diminish with the half step he took away.

Under the sunlight, he seemed ready to ferment.

"Is something wrong?"

The man's dead eyes rolled and he asked in a low and hoarse voice.

"I heard that you are the maker of the Firebolt."

When Randolph heard the name "Firebolt", his dead eyes finally took on another look. He turned around slowly, turned his back to Alexis, and retreated into the shadows.

"You go."

He said, walking slowly into the warehouse.

"Young man, this will bring you great danger. No matter which newspaper you are a reporter for, please ignore this matter."

"I have already incurred a debt of more than 90 galleons. If you don't want to become like me, don't get involved in this matter. Don't get involved at all."

“It can get you into big trouble.

"Well, as it happens, I'm quite the trouble myself."

Alexis was sure that she had found the right person, and she could tell from Randolph's words that what Cedric had said was most likely true.

"Hello, Mr. Randolph, I'm Alexis, Alexis Felix."

Alexis walked up behind Randolph, extended her hand and introduced herself with a smile.

"I heard that you were treated unfairly. I thought we could sit down and have a good chat."

After hearing Alexis' name, Randolph's body stiffened for a moment. His eyes widened and he turned around stiffly. The light of hope reappeared in his dead eyes, but then all the light went out.

He shook his head. "Dear Alexis, I appreciate your concern. There are not many fair people like you anymore."

"But trust me, this will get you into big trouble."

"I know, it's the Nimbus Racing Broom Company." Alexis nodded matter-of-factly, "I'm here for it."

Randolph was a little shaken. In the Wizengamot trial a few days ago, he was defeated miserably at an absolute disadvantage and was sentenced to pay compensation of more than 90 galleons. At that moment, he felt as if the sky had collapsed.

It was not that he had not struggled. He had also actively sought out the media and sought help from familiar people or officials he had heard of who were known for being impartial and impartial. However, these people all declined after hearing him tell the entire case.

The media didn't dare to report it, officials lied about it, and people who knew him talked about it.

Everyone knew what was going on, but everyone was attracted by the energy of the Nimbus Racing Broom Company and did not dare to intervene.

Only the Daily Prophet reported the whole incident and finally characterized it in a lamentable tone.

After coming out of the Wizengamot court, no reporter from a newspaper even dared to come and interview him!

He has resigned himself to his fate. He plans to sell off all his property and collect as much as he can. Then he will ride on the Firebolt he made and fly into the sky. He will keep flying, keep flying, keep flying...

He wanted to give it a try to see if his Firebolt was really a safety hazard!

"Let's talk about the whole thing. I think the information I heard from other parties is not as clear as your client."

Alexis said with a smile.

"If things are as rumored to be, I think we have a lot of work to do, Mr. Randolph."

Randolph looked at Alexis and saw his warm smile, and he couldn't hold back any longer.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for believing in me..."

Randolph choked out, clasping Alexis' palms tightly with both hands.

"Okay, let's find a place to talk."

Alexis took out his palm, looked into the warehouse, and said hesitantly

"Maybe you should take a shower and change some clothes? How about I meet you at the bar in town?"

An hour later, Randolph walked into the bar after taking a shower and changing into clean clothes.

As soon as he appeared in the bar, he immediately attracted the attention of the bar patrons. People looked at him sympathetically and whispered to his companions.

"Really?"

"Too poor!"

"This is so pitiful!"

"God, I wish I could help him!"

Soon, there were bursts of exclamations from the bar guests.

Randolph turned a blind eye to this. He looked around and soon found Alexis' figure in the corner. His eyes lit up and he walked quickly towards Alexis.

"sit."

Alexis stretched out her hand to indicate, and then pushed a bottle of beer towards the opposite side.

"Thank you."

Randolph thanked him in a low voice, pulled out the stopper and took a big gulp, letting out a moan of pleasure.

In order to pay off his debts, he couldn't even buy food, let alone drinks, which he hadn't tasted for a week.

At this time, the sweet and slightly bitter liquid swirled in his mouth, and the familiar taste made his taste buds cheer.

The wine flows down the throat, leaving a light fruity aroma between the lips and teeth.

"I heard that Firebolts actually have no problems at all?"

Randolph put down the bottle and nodded seriously.

"The Firebolt was designed over and over again. Before that, I had someone try it many times. Only after I was [-]% sure that there was no problem, did I send the Firebolt to major broomstick stores and Quidditch supply stores for display. "

"The purpose of this is to warm up for the official release in two months."

After a moment's hesitation, Randolph said

"I learned it from Muggles. Muggles use this method to sell products. They display and warm up before the official release to let more people know about the product."

“This can increase sales of the product.”

Alexis nodded. In fact, his dessert shop often has similar initiatives. The dessert shop will often launch a new product as a gift for customers who purchase a certain amount to try, then listen to feedback, adjust the taste, and finally Release genuine products.

Every time we do this, when the product is actually released, we can often achieve amazing results, and the situation of supply exceeding demand can last for more than ten days.