This Hogwarts is not normal

On the way back to the hotel, both sides of the street were deserted.

Italians take family very seriously, partly because of the boring nightlife.

"It's mainly because of poor law and order." Eric, who was driving, slowed down,

"I have a friend who went to Milan a few years ago. He took the subway during the day and let a pickpocket steal his wallet, and at night he came out to look for—er, and was almost robbed when he was out wandering."

What can I look for when I go out at night, this must not be a serious friend.

"Dad, is he Uncle Kyle?"

Eric looked up at Vincent's big, innocent eyes through the rearview mirror.

It is not surprising that children who are about to enter puberty at the age of 13 can think of these.

"Ahem——" He coughed several times in embarrassment, as if he wanted to justify something for Officer Kyle, who liked to visit the clubhouse.

"I didn't know how to cherish when I was young, so I haven't gotten married until now."

Dry and unconvincing.

Evelyn couldn't stand it anymore, "Honey, don't be like Kyle, once you do something wrong, you can never turn back."

"Yes, Mom." Vincent was touched in his heart.

The real prophecy cannot be changed, but he can decide every choice he makes.

Seeing the state of their son's heart when he heard it, the Wayne couple didn't continue this topic.

Children in this period are relatively rebellious and will reject the ideas forcibly instilled by their parents.

After dinner in the hotel room, Vincent opened Nico's manuscript.

In the magic circuit that occupies a small half of the book, find out all the ones that control the activities of the puppet.

Today's trip to the Bugatti depot has benefited him a lot.

Due to various reasons, supercars are destined to be purely handmade luxury goods like alchemy items.

No matter how high the price is, it is just a means of transportation for ordinary people.

What about energy-produced alchemy items?

No longer a luxury for the few, ordinary wizards can experience their magic.

If the customer group is changed, the samples designed at the beginning have to be overthrown and restarted.

Handing over the first six steps to the production line built according to the puppet principle, the alchemist only needs to complete the final condensation.

Significantly save labor costs, and then split and reduce functions.

"The International Alchemy Association will definitely object strongly..." Vincent put away the scribbled drawings.

There are diehards in any era.

The birth of the alchemy factory means that the importance of the alchemist is reduced.

The appearance of cheap products will violate their interests. Even if he is Nicole Flamel's apprentice, he will probably suffer more slander and abuse.

But if you back off from even this step, how dare you overturn the "Secrecy Act".

Wake up.

"What!?" Eric was taken aback by Vincent's bold idea.

After the Bugatti depot, it is actually a magic-driven alchemy factory.

"I have technology, the key is that I don't know how to design."

The assembly line of automated production is not something that laymen can fiddle with. It must have relevant knowledge and professional guidance.

The drawings completed before going to bed are too sloppy, basically the same as the original prototype.

Evelyn hung up the room service call, "Honey, isn't your teacher related to the Volkswagen Group in Germany."..."Yeah, so..."

"Da da da--"

A family of three looked at the window.

On the windowsill stood an owl that had just put down a newspaper.

Eric skillfully took out a few small biscuits from the suitcase, "So you plan to go to Germany in advance?"

"Yes."

He opened the window to put the biscuits away, and then brought in the newspaper, "After explaining the depot, let's go."

Opening the newspaper curiously, he blurted out another sigh.

Just finished the headline yesterday, and today is another headline.

"Meet the Weasleys by chance, this is how they use the bonus!" "

The title was a bit off, the signature was not Rita.

"Look, there's their family portrait!"

Vincent stepped forward and looked at it carefully.

The burly guy standing next to Arthur with his hips on his hips should be Charlie, and the tall guy at the back is Bill.

All nine of them smiled brightly, so they shouldn't have been forced to take photos.

"Dad, do you think the recent newspapers are weird?"

"Yeah, a few days ago it was all about your defense professor's report, your mother and I were about to throw up.

If I didn't want to know more about your wizarding world, I would have unsubscribed from this shitty newspaper long ago. "

"Ding dong——" Evelyn smiled, got up and opened the door of the room.

She came back with breakfast, "Don't listen to your father's nonsense, we just hate this kind of incompetent liar."

It has not been a while, and the gentlemen seem to be determined to escape the sanction of the law.

The fine may not be more than the gold Galleons spent, it is quite pitiful for a pure-blood family to maintain face.

Eric put the ham and cheese between the bread, "They won't be in the headlines tomorrow, will they?"

"If there are other news, it should not be."

He took a bite with a little jealousy.

Vincent suppressed a smile, "Dad, if you want to make headlines, you can go to the Leaky Cauldron anytime."

Finishing a bottle of Gamp is not only a bonus, but also gets a lot of coverage in the news-starved Daily Prophet.

"No, I won't drink that kind of poison even if I'm killed!"

The indecision on that face was just too convincing.

After breakfast with laughter and laughter, the Wayne family went to the Bugatti workshop, and then drove to Bologna Airport in Modena.

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Diagon Alley, the office of the Daily Prophet.

Editor-in-Chief Gu Fei was discussing something with Rita.

"Please, big news won't fall from the sky!" She was a little emotional,

"The recent sales are getting lower and lower, and it's not because you took their gold Galleons!"

It is also about revealing the wizard card scam, and exposing the dark side of Knockturn Alley, so I have become more rigid in my speech without knowing it.

Gu Fei forced a smile, "Rita, you are the gold medal reporter of our newspaper, as long as you play the role, the sales will definitely increase."

It's such a compliment, it's almost to the breaking point.

"Okay." Rita's eyes revealed slyness, "But I will just hang up my name in the newspaper from now on."

Compared with the sharp decline in sales, keeping her can create greater benefits for the newspaper.

But things are different now.

The higher the reputation, the higher the social status.

No matter how big the "Daily Prophet" was, it might not be able to satisfy her appetite.

Guffe compromised,

"Rita, I just hope that you can give priority to publishing articles in our newspaper."

"I will." Rita smiled confidently and charmingly.

She is now a freelance media person, and the articles she writes can be voted for wherever she wants.

No constraints, no need to be suppressed.

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