Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

But not long after, a more striking event occurred.

Mr. Weasley got into a fight with a blond man, which attracted a lot of attention. Fred and George were still high-fiving and cheering, shouting encouragingly: "Hit him! Dad!"

Clooney looked back in the direction of Percy and found that he had disappeared.

"Gentlemen, please do it - please do it!" the clerk shouted helplessly - these customers who were fighting had already hit a bookshelf and knocked down several books.

Clooney also imitated Harry's initial posture and moved forward in the crowd. After a while, he was very close to the accident scene, and at this time, a thunderous shout broke out.

"Spread out, gentlemen, spread out!"

It was Hagrid. This giant-like man strode over with books all over the floor. The people around him made way for him, and he pulled Mr. Weasley away from the blond man.

They said something and the matter died down. The blond man thrust a shabby book into Ginny's hand, broke free from Hagrid's arm, and walked away with the other, smaller blond head, without looking back.

"It's Draco." Clooney recognized the figure from behind.

If this is the case, then the larger golden head must belong to Lucius Malfoy.

Hagrid led a group of people out of the bookstore, but the clerk did not dare to stop them - he was intimidated by Hagrid's size - his height only reached Hagrid's waist!

He sighed loudly, then resignedly picked up the wand and began to direct the books back to their original positions. But he soon discovered that some books floated obediently even if he didn't cast a spell, and even the dust and footprints on them disappeared.

"Oh, thank you, young lady." He quickly discovered this enthusiastic person, "Thank you very much."

"It's nothing, sir." She said with a smile, "It's just a matter of effort."

They quickly tidied up the mess and the bookstore became orderly again.

The clerk saw the pile of books in her hand with sharp eyes, and then quickly picked up the dozen books: "I have to give you a discount!"

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey your orders!"

When she walked out of the bookstore, there was no one she was familiar with at the door. However, since the book signing was not over yet, people were still coming from all directions in an endless stream. She scratched her head and then walked back to the store next door to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore where some exquisite gifts were on display.

The store is dominated by a large amount of brown wood. The display racks are arranged in an orderly manner, and each item is placed there neatly, either upright or lying down. The indoor light has not been reduced by light scattering because of the huge storefront - on the contrary, it is very bright.

Several bright yellow headlights started working early before the sun set. Some people wanted to stay away from the overcrowded Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore, so they turned a corner and walked into the store together, but they unconsciously stopped talking loudly.

Several waiters in suits stood at different counters, waiting with smiles for new customers to arrive.

"How is business today?" She walked to the backstage of the store with familiarity, and then found a place to sit down. They can see people coming and going in the store through the one-way mirror in front of them, but from the outside, it is just an ordinary and opaque glass wall.

"Not bad." The man at the counter stopped what he was doing and sat down. "After all, it is the first day of school, and many parents are willing to add a little money to buy a pen that is more suitable for their children - more What’s more, we also have other supporting stationery for sale.”

"I'm just telling you." Clooney laughed, "This is all thanks to Mr. Philip's marketing plan!"

"The main thing is that you have a good idea." The man pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, a glimmer of light flashed in his brown eyes, and he glanced over lazily like a fox, "I didn't expect these little Muggles either. This stuff sells so well.”

"No one will refuse something more convenient." She pursed her lips at the pen fastened on Philip's chest, "If one thing is more convenient and trouble-free than another thing, and the effect is similar or even deeper, Even if it’s expensive, there will be people who are willing to pay for it.”

"Who says it's not—" Phillip narrowed his eyes in a good mood.

"I'm just here for a stroll." Clooney put down his hand on her shoulder, "I have other things to do later."

"Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea or something?"

"That's not necessary. But we may get together tonight." Crowney said, "We have a new store manager here in Hogsmeade Village, and I need to introduce him to everyone."

"Honestly." A very subtle and cunning smile appeared on the young gentleman's face. Usually this kind of smile would make the viewer feel that it comes from the person who made the expression, but when it was placed on his face, It turned into a sneer, "If I hadn't known that you were still a student——"

"It's good to make money." Clooney leaned on the black leather single sofa that belonged to her indifferently. "We have funds, connections - and ideas. Isn't that enough?"

"Yes, yes." Philip turned back to his counter boredly, "You are right, miss."

But after a while, he turned his black head back, and his brown eyes looked directly at the young girl through the transparent lenses: "Then are you still planning to do 'that'? "

"It's not a big deal." The girl naturally raised her head and looked at him, playing with the solid-colored ring on her thumb. "This is how the materials industry is. Whoever has the materials has capital. Since I have The venue is available and there are people who need it, so why can’t I join in?”

"It's the same thing, Philip." The girl smiled slowly, "Everyone makes money together. If you are not allowed to enter, then you can't blame the excluded people for finding new ways."

"If it still doesn't work," she said, "I also have my own manufacturing line, but that consumes too much time and my personal energy."

"Then I wish you success in advance?" The young store manager leaned forward slightly.

"Of course this is necessary." Clooney gently pushed his leaning body back and placed the wooden stick that was about to fall against the cabinet nearby. "Then I'll leave first."

"Wait a minute." Philip shrugged helplessly, and then took out a large bag from a wooden cabinet, "You didn't take the special supplies and samples you told me to leave for you before. Yet?"

"If I really forgot." Clooney turned around and took the bag, "then I will definitely blame you."

"Then I can take it over tonight."

"Slippery!"

"Then you are a little naughty boy."

Clooney didn't want to argue with him at all, so he carried the bag and walked out of the storage room behind the store without looking back. At this time, the person who entered the store with her already had a large bag full of items.

The large paper bags in their hands are all printed with Best's cursive name and their unique LOGO. The linear petals and branches and leaves are intertwined together, and the branches of the thorn family are intertwined with each other to form a round logo.