Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at a certain Hogwarts

Just when Malvolio and Cynthia were speechless for Ian's philistinism, Tver suddenly spoke up.

"Yes, we have a basis for cooperation."

"But to your dismay, if you are not recruited when you are 11 years old, it means that you do not have the talent to cast spells."

"Enrollment?" Ian was stunned. "Is it possible that there was a mistake? Or should I sign up again?"

Tver shook his head slowly.

“The pen of acceptance and the book of admission never fail.”

"It's magic again, right?"

Ian shrugged helplessly, obviously having no choice but to accept this result.

"But why do those facial masks have magical power?"

After realizing that there was no way to learn magic, he shrewdly changed his attention.

As long as there is still a chance to make money, a businessman will never worry about fruitless things for more than one minute!

"Wait a minute," his eyes suddenly lit up, "Magic does exist, but since we don't want it to be exposed, we have to erase the memory and cover it up."

"This means that you cannot exist in this world openly!"

"In other words, you can't use magic to interfere with our production and life openly!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became.

I was too worried about the magic of magic before, so I didn't think of this level immediately.

He was a little annoyed, but looking at the frowning expressions of the two people standing there...

He guessed it right!

"You are right, so in order to cover up your discovery, please die!"

Malvolio couldn't stand his proud look, so he immediately pulled out his wand and pointed it at him.

"No, no, no, I think you misunderstood." Ian waved his palms quickly while avoiding the direction of the wooden stick.

Although I didn't know what kind of magic it would be, looking at Malvolio's murderous look, I knew that wizards were not all so friendly.

As for the courage I had before, come on, it would be better if I could not die!

"If you really want to cover up the traces of magic, you don't have to talk to me so much, and there is no need for Mr. Welfare to invite me over."

"am I right?"

He stretched out his arms triumphantly and pointed meaningfully at Tver.

However, Malvolio did not appreciate it and still pointed the wand at him, but his expression quickly returned to coldness, as if the anger just now did not exist.

"So, what else do you have to say?"

This one seems to be unfathomable, Ian reminded himself in his mind.

"Cooperation!"

"Although I don't know why you can't be exposed, I think you must need a strong partner to help you take care of the business in this world, right?"

"If this partner is not strong enough, it will attract more people to pry into Violet Company's business, and then you will be more likely to be exposed."

"But now you only need to expose one person to me. You don't need to use magic. You only need to provide those facial masks. I have enough strength to help you protect this business."

"I can also serve as your liaison. I think even if the people who erased the memory are aware of it, they won't be able to catch you, right?"

He straightened his clothes confidently, and when he looked at Tver with a smile on his face, he knew that he had guessed the purpose of Mr. Foley's visit.

If they are above board, they can manage the company in their true identity.

But when he thought that ordinary people who had seen magic would have their memories erased, he knew that the three people in front of him——

Doing things that are not allowed in the wizarding world!

But it doesn't matter, as long as there are huge profits, he doesn't mind breaking the law.

What's more, that's still the law of wizards.

Tver had to applaud Ian's boldness and carefulness. He indeed came here with such a purpose.

I just didn't expect that Ian could make an accurate guess based on his own knowledge.

"You're right, but there's one thing wrong."

"That is, if you are exposed to the Ministry of Magic's sight, they will have sufficient means to unknowingly turn your memory upside down."

Ian was stunned for a while, "Is magic so magical?"

"It can be even more magical."

Tver clapped his palms for the last time, and Ian was horrified to find that the surroundings were suddenly twisting and spinning rapidly...

In his field of vision, there were only distorted colors around him, but the three people opposite him were standing or sitting calmly.

Even the table in front of them didn't move at all!

Just when he was about to ask, the spinning stopped.

He stood ready to speak, but nothing came out.

He came home……

This is his extremely familiar study room. Whenever he is at home, he will work in this place.

So he spent over £5000 million on this house, and this room, just to protect him from anyone breaking into it.

But now, they are still sitting leisurely, with the table and chairs placed carelessly in the center of the study, but no protective measures have been triggered!

Malvolio then withdrew his wand contemptuously.

"Not bad, is this the large door key you mentioned?"

"Hmm, I also added a little bit of the idea of ​​a disappearing cabinet, but it also made the door key much more fragile."

Twil nodded slightly, looking around the room casually before Ian's surprise ended.

Showing this hand is simply to let Ian see the magic of magic.

Otherwise, it is easy for him to have unrealistic illusions.

Ian slowly closed his open mouth.

He was really proud of his discovery just now, but now he really realizes that the wizards have more ways to deal with him...

"Cooperation." He took a deep breath.

But compared to the previous one, his tone was obviously weaker.

"I understand what you mean by this method. I just want to make money, and I have no intention of blackmailing you."

"You misunderstood." Tver snapped his fingers, and four cups filled with pumpkin juice appeared in the air.

"I don't mind what you think. In fact, I don't even mind what the Ministry of Magic thinks."

"And I came to see you today with the intention of cooperating with you."

Watching the cup slowly fly in front of him, Ian took it hesitantly, but he was a little afraid to drink.

Tver took a sip of pumpkin juice by himself.

"In addition to the production, promotion, sales and other aspects of the facial mask business, you can take care of it."

"Even you, including your health, we can protect you to ensure that you will not suffer any harm, let alone any illness..."

Ian's breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

As a wealthy person, what worries you most is birth, old age, illness and death.

And now, if Tver is not lying to himself, he can always stay healthy!

For this alone, he would be willing to exchange half of his wealth for it!

No, a quarter is better...

Forget it, you can have it for free now, so why spend money?

"I only have one request, and that is..." Tver put down the cup in his hand.

"Spread out the profits as much as possible!"