[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Harry Potter is about to become a businessman. The editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet looked at the headlines selected by the crowd, scratched his head and began to think about his hairline.They have first-hand information, and the reporters that Porter helped support are still poking in his office.They have the best resources, and the sales volume of the Prophet Daily in the magic world is not water.They have the best reporter, and he is the only one who will not be attacked by anyone for this matter.

They don't come out, everyone goes out.The editor-in-chief grabbed his hair, and the last two middle-parted soldiers fell from his precarious hair.

"Out, three days later, no, I will prepare an exclusive interview in two days." The editor gritted his teeth and agreed.The secretary in the office looked at the reporter, and handed over another document from the Ministry of Magic lightly.

The directors of the Department of International Affairs of the Ministry of Magic of the United States, France and Germany will come to London. At the same time, they will also visit the principal of Scott School, Mrs. Maxim, and the principal of Durmstrang, Sislinger (St. disciples), and several exchange students; Egyptian mages, Indian wizards, Southeast Asian witches, South American witches, blood clans, stalkers, werewolves...

"What is this going to do? Is it the First World War in the magic world? Or has the non-human gathering been changed? Editor-in-chief, you can do it, I quit." The editor-in-chief patted the table, he didn't dare to take pictures with the minister table, but his secretary is still available.

"Read it." The secretary calmly pointed to the last sentence of the letter.The editor-in-chief looked down and threw it all at Porter. '

Throw—he was a little afraid. "You, go and ask if we can arrange an interview tomorrow." The editor-in-chief pointed to the reporter, who was getting weaker and weaker in speaking now.

"Anytime within three days." The reporter smiled: "Can I add a question?"

"What's the problem, say—"

"I want to ask him why Grindelwald is not the principal."

"Come, come, the editor-in-chief position is for you, you can ask any questions you want, no, I'm not joking. Come here? Don't come? Then just be honest with me!"

"Editor-in-chief, today's headline—" the door assistant pushed open the door and asked.

"The one on the table! Take it and print it!"

And Harry, who accidentally drove a few crazy, is in a meeting with his seniors. After all, they and their students will be his main production force in the future, and Harry hopes to open another school.

Well, the scare continues.Harry looked at the people around him, "Alchemy, potions, curses, magic lines, formations, these things can't be gradually lost like the Muggle world. People in the wizarding world have too low a standard of comfort and have a poor sense of competition. Only with competition can there be progress, with progress can there be higher demand, with demand, people will pursue higher and better, and thus there will be a gap."

"These things can not only be used as weapons, but also more things in life can be developed. Now it is not like before..., this is the reason why more and more wizards are willing to live in the Muggle world, because The wizarding world really can't satisfy them." Harry drank water, muttering that he was thirsty for a long time.

There was silence in the meeting room, Harry looked at the time, "Come back in ten minutes."

In the other room, Tony and Rogers just arrived, "What you do after graduation is a lot messier than before."

Rogers looked at Harry, "Is it necessary?"

"Yes." Harry threw himself on the sofa, "All the suppliers I found agreed, I think Fury can rest assured, too?"

"Are you saying that you can put yourself in a nursing home without worry?" Tony took off his glasses, "The sources of your suppliers are too diverse, do you have any stable ones?"

"Cultivate it within two years, as long as it is within the required range." Harry rubbed his chin. "Now there are too many idlers in the magic world."

Rogers thought that he complained in front of Fury about the small population in the wizarding world, wondering if it could slow down the development and train people who are employed. It seems that this is Harry Potter, right?

"I promise it's very stable." Harry raised his finger and swore, "We still have a lot of squibs here, and we can't do other bloodletting quarters—cough cough cough, it's not in your consideration." Harry looked at Rogers' brow, "Don't worry, it won't be used for a long time. I will get rid of these things later."

Tony looked at Harry and said, "What are you waiting for?"

"Wait until I become an adult." Harry shrugged, "Muggle algorithm, I still have one month."

"Just being an adult?" Tony raised an eyebrow. "You'd better tell the truth."

Harry pursed his lips, "My company will be established in a month, that's the truth."

"Then there is no need for us to cooperate." Tony looked at Rogers and motioned him to follow.Rogers walked behind Tony and put his hands on his shoulders, "What about adulthood?"

"Grindelwald." Harry smiled, "I always give everyone a stability before talking about it."

"That devil of yours? He's been quieter recently." Rogers looked at Harry. He was born during World War II, so it was actually easier for him to understand this so-called king's thinking. question?It seemed that Harry was more worried.

"The reason why it's quieter is because I've graduated." Harry smiled, which meant that there was no tacit understanding between him and Grindelwald.

"He can kill you before you graduate." Tony shrugged noncommittally, and then said, "Do you need any weapons?"

"Tony, I thought you didn't do this anymore." Rogers stared, and then choked back on the data that Tony called up, "No nukes/bombs are allowed."

"No, no, friendly communication between wizards." Harry raised his hands in surrender, "I don't think anyone would use anything other than this."

"I can help you find a lawyer to notarize the estate." Tony put on his glasses and stood up.

"Tony—has a little confidence in me." Harry smiled: "The times are advancing, aren't they?"

"I hope you can make it to the next appointment on time." Tony looked at Harry and stepped out.Rogers smiled and said, "He's worried about you."

You don't need to translate, Captain, really, Harry said helplessly, "This matter must be kept a secret from others, especially wizards who have connections with you."

"Keep safe." Rogers patted Harry on the shoulder, "We will wait for your news."

"One more month, try to divert Tony's attention, I think - um, got it." Harry saw Rogers' wink and nodded.

"This is the contract, and there is an amendment. If Tony is not so angry, you can give it to him. If he is, it's not good—that is, give it to Miss Pepper directly." Harry took out the contract from his pocket and smiled: " However, I suggest waiting for a month before signing, at least the direct contact person is me.”

"Okay." Rogers blinked, and suddenly said: "Here, are those life-prolonging potions useful to ordinary people?"

"It's useful. I'll configure it myself when I'm done." Harry smiled.

After waiting for another 10 minutes or so, Harry returned to the previous meeting room, looked at the people who had already thought about it, and smiled.

Two weeks later, Harry looked at Draco who was finally on vacation, "Honey, I miss you so much." Harry hugged him and was pushed against the wall, Draco's eyes narrowed slightly in front of him , with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, his hands resting on both sides of his head, and his feet slightly tiptoed underneath.

"Really miss me?" Draco looked down, Harry felt helpless, "I'm not a sex monster, we should still be soul mates."

"I'd like to know, what kind of spell did my father use to make you, Harry Potter, who never knew what prohibition was, disappear for seventeen days honestly?" Draco's eyes were dangerous. Well, Lucius used to turn a blind eye to Harry who came to visit during the summer vacation, but this time even Lucius was curious, Harry was really honest and didn't go to visit.

"Seventeen days and seven hours, you left at night, and now it's morning." Harry looked at Draco bitterly, "I miss you so much."

"My dad sent you a letter yesterday, you just came back here?" Draco looked at Harry, who wrote yesterday's letter, and told Harry to go back to Oak Street.

"Didn't you write that?" Harry knew very well that even if he was obedient and honest, Lucius would not send himself a letter telling him that Draco was on vacation.

"Do you know why you made me say this?" Draco blinked, thinking of what his father had hidden from him these days, and Harry's surprisingly honest performance, he pursed his lips.

"I don't know." Harry watched the small fan-like eyelashes cover the stars in his eyes, and his heart tightened, "But I know, you can't look down now."

Holding the person with both hands, Harry lifted his hands down Draco's legs, wrapped the person around his waist, supported the soft part with one hand, and supported Draco with the other. The back of Ko's head kissed those lips that were still about to say something.

"Are you looking for Grindelwald?" Draco looked at the person on his body, it was really, really, really, really inappropriate in the morning!

Harry smiled, "Yeah." His hand was cruising under Draco's shirt, the rest of the covering was under the bed except for the shirt, and Harry had cast a couple of anti-apparition restraining spells when he entered the door, At the same time shut Yig out of the door.

Draco didn't want to run, he just wanted Harry not to be here at this moment, but after hearing Harry admit it, he really wanted to run.

"You, are you crazy?" Draco was attacked at two points in front of him, twisted his body out of Harry's control, looked at Harry who was still fully dressed, his eyes were red, and threatened, "If you go, don't Touch me again."

Harry looked at the person sitting on the head of the bed, took a deep breath, pulled a thin blanket from the ground to cover Draco's legs, then put the clothes on it, pressed the stupefied person again, and kissed him lightly on the forehead , "Don't worry, give me another two weeks, and I will go to the Malfoy mansion to find you."

Draco looked at Harry who suddenly disappeared, tears streaming down his eyes, and he hit the mattress with his fist, "Harry Potter!"

After waiting for Igg to send the news that Draco had gone back, Harry returned to his castle, where there were still some partners who hadn't agreed.Also, those exchange students are coming soon.