This Hogwarts is not normal

The big move of the owl court must not be hidden from the black swan on the opposite side.

Almost immediately after class, Draco immediately called a meeting of senior members.

It's the same round table, and the same six chairs.

"Theodore is still absent?" Marcus was slightly dissatisfied.

"He's been like this since he was a kid." Draco took a set of cards from his pocket.

"This is the first batch. You should have received them all, right?"

"Of course." Pansy reached for the top card.

Card face is a handsome and elegant blond man, he is the patriarch of the Malfoy family, Armand Malfoy.

If there is no "Secrecy Act", the Malfoy family is still aristocratic among Muggles.

"They don't know us, they don't know what contributions we pure-blood wizards have made to the magic world—"

Draco tapped the table, "It's time, it's time to let them know our greatness!"

In that extremely dark age, rich and powerful pure-blood wizards helped many wizards.

Without them, the number of wizards would definitely be smaller than it is now.

"The wizard card can not only make money, but also the first step for us to return to the top!"

Black swans know what's going on in the court of owls, and vice versa.

Vincent had known for a long time that those pure-blooded gentlemen would carry some private goods with wizard cards.

In the situation where there is no way to launch the Death Eater forces, the Ministry of Magic forces are a good breakthrough.

Nobby Rich was the first Muggle-born Minister of Magic, but unfortunately he resigned because of the conspiracy of Lucius' father, Abraxas Malfoy.

The outside world has been rumored that the old man was responsible for making Minister Rich, who was committed to improving the status of Muggles, suffer from some mysterious disease.

Of course there is no evidence, but it does not prevent Vincent from bringing some private goods in as well.

The simple sentence "offending the majority of pure-blood families" is enough to make people think.

Early Saturday morning.

The chief designer of the sweeping broom company, Joseon Smith, is here.

He came to Hogwarts for two purposes.

One is to deliver the customized model of the first-generation Alpha, which is the main sweeping new series of this year.

Compared with the Nimbus 2001, which was launched by Nimbus Racing Broom Company at the same time, the mass-produced version is not only more affordable, but also slightly better in performance.

It is said that Father Devlin Whitehorn, the founder of Light Wheel Company, has given a death order to the R&D department.

If next year's sales can't beat the sweeping company, they'll all go naked-dipping in Iceland.

When Qiao Sen walked into the auditorium, Vincent had been here for a long time.

"Mr. Wayne has been very popular in the past six months!"

"With my little fame, how can I compare to Mr. Smith and Sweep who hang the Nimbus!"

After a little business exchanging, Qiao Sen took out five long silver metal boxes from his suitcase.

"The customized models of the first generation Alpha, each has its own characteristics."

Goalkeepers need mobility and stability, so Wood's new broom has a rounded shape a little smaller than a Rogue Bunny.

Fred and George, who are batsmen, are extremely flexible on the field, so their brooms are highly customized models that are deliberately miniaturized for flexibility.

And finally Angelina and Katie as Chasers.

Even if they don't have Vincent's flying skills, their abilities are among the best among the students.

Sacrificing durability and enhancing short-term explosive power will greatly improve their already excellent performance.

Vincent opened his suitcase and took out a money bag full of Galleons.

"Mr. Smith, are you sure that these five custom-made brooms are only charged for cost?"

"That's right." Qiao Sen didn't count, and put away the money bag directly, "Please, Mr. Wayne, don't disclose our business secrets."

A handful of custom-made ones cost nearly 150 Galleons, but the asking price has doubled by more than ten times.

Like Muggle technology companies, broom companies in the wizarding world generally believe in high investment and high returns.

Vincent nodded slightly, and put all five long boxes into the suitcase, "Mr. Smith, are you interested in coming to see our training?"

"Of course, I plan to approve the design of the second-generation Alpha now."

"I'm very busy, Mr. Smith."

Qiao Sen understood what he meant, and said the second purpose here:

"The three Mr. Ollerton in the company, let me propose a new cooperation plan to you."

"Cooperation?" Vincent sat back in astonishment.

"According to Mr. Wayne's current status, the test pilot is obviously demeaning."

It turned out to be an olive branch.

"What plan?"

"Technology shares." Qiao Sen smiled confidently, "The three founders agreed that Mr. Wayne has great potential, which is different from those alchemists who stand still."

Their founders, the three brothers Ole Dun, are also members of the International Alchemy Association.

Nicole Flamel's manuscripts are of infinite value, and there's no reason why the nearest company, Sweep, should not be courteous.

"You guys have a big appetite." Vincent patted the suitcase on the table, "If I stay silent like this, will something unexpected happen?"

Qiao Sen's smile became a little stiff, "I think the three founders still know how to distinguish partners from opponents."

The news of Nicole's "death" is not surprising, and will always be kept under wraps.

Vincent didn't know when Voldemort would return, but he knew that the probability of his "accident" would only get lower and lower.

The identity of the legendary alchemist apprentice is a protective umbrella, and the hidden identity of another apprentice is a nuclear bomb.

The magic world may have long forgotten the power of Gellert Grindelwald, but the Witch Party, which is still occasionally active today, cannot be ignored.

With two hole cards, one bright and one dark, it is already obvious how to choose.

"Pleasant cooperation, Mr. Smith."

Qiao Sen was stunned for a moment, "Could it be—ah no, I also want to say that the cooperation is pleasant."

Vincent stood up again, with a confident smile on his face, "I promised so quickly, did it exceed your original expectations?"

"A little bit." Qiao Sen smiled wryly and shook his head, "Mr. Wayne, it seems that I underestimated you."

"No?" Vincent picked up the suitcase, "I'm just a 12-year-old wizard. What bad thoughts can I have?"

"Ah—yes."

Qiao Sen stared blankly at the chair he was sitting on, and suddenly felt an inexplicable shock.

At the age of 12, he mastered spellcasting without sound and wand, and at the same time created a weapon that could penetrate the transparent shell of Furacan.

Nicole Flamel, the Ministry of Magic, and the Magic Congress are not fools. If there is no accident, this "accident" is basically impossible.

He didn't know the real thoughts of the three founders, but he just felt that the cooperation with Vincent had better be in the right place.

"Mr. Smith, if we don't go there, the training will be over."

"Let's go." Qiao Sen temporarily suppressed his worries.

Without a more convincing reason, it is clear that the three founders will not change their minds.

Vincent was recommended to the company by him, and he didn't want any conflicts between the two parties in the future.

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