Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Chapter 13 Stephen Cumberbatch

Slug was brought to Malfoy Manor by the house elf, where Lucius Malfoy was already sitting in a high-backed chair waiting.

"What are you talking about in your letter? Someone wants to steal your business?"

"Yes, Master. In the past two months, every once in a while, someone will come to the store and buy a large amount of ingredients, most of which are fresh ingredients, but there are also other potion ingredients. I had to make up for it several times. Only then can the goods be supplied.”

Lucius tapped his leather-gloved fingers on the table next to him, "Let me repeat what you said. You mean, our potion ingredients are selling very well, but you don't think this is a good thing? Even if we Earned tens of thousands of galleons?"

"Yes, sir! Of course I'm not saying that galleons are not a good thing. I am saying that the other party bought so many materials, but not our potions. This is very strange."

"I am listening."

"If ordinary wizards need potions temporarily, they will buy our finished products directly. After all, the level of potions of ordinary wizards is not as good as the potion experts in our store." Slug said.

"Even if some wizards are highly skilled and want to save costs by refining their own magic potion, it is enough to just buy a few materials."

Lucius nodded.

He has shares in Slug and Giggs Drug Stores. Although he rarely participates in the operation of the stores, he still takes a look at the basic accounts occasionally. What Slug said is consistent with what he knows.

"In the past, only the professors at Hogwarts would purchase a large amount of potion materials at one time, because they usually had to provide the amount needed for students to practice for a semester."

"But the purchaser this time is not any professor I know. Although they use different appearances every time they appear, since the things they purchased are roughly similar, I have reason to suspect that they are all in the same group. "

"What do you think they are doing buying so many materials since they are not professors?"

Lucius thought for a while, but had no clue, and said, "Tell me what you think, don't let me guess!"

"Yes, yes, sir. I suspect that they are going to open a potion store! Only opening a potion store requires so many materials! They may be hoarding medicinal materials now. And by doing this, they can also make us unable to do anything for a short time. Scraping together enough materials prevents us from supplying customers with the potions they need, lowering our ratings.”

Lucius understood, "You mean, we are going to have a competitor?"

"Yes, I'm pretty sure!"

Lucius was doubtful, "Is there any store in Diagon Alley for sale? Do you know where they will open a store?"

Slug shook his head, "No, I haven't found their target yet."

"Knockturn Alley maybe?"

Lucius stopped guessing, "This is not a good thing. Go and investigate! I want to know who is buying our materials. If they are going to compete with us, then you also have to figure out where they are going to open a store and what they are good at." What kind of magic potion do you want to make?"

"Yes! Master. If they still come to buy materials, do you want to sell them to them?"

Lucius hesitated for a while, "Sell it, you can add a little more price, just say the materials are tight."

After all, it was a large sum of galleons, and he really couldn't bear to part with it.

"But we must leave enough for our own needs." Lucius finally ordered again.

"Yes, sir."

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"This is the key to your vault." Locke handed a small gold key to Murphy. "You can use it to withdraw money at any counter, just like an ordinary vault."

On the seventh day after receiving Locke's gold coin, Murphy summoned this special goblin.

There was no way, Yunduan Baiyao's orders were growing too fast, and he had to continue to buy materials.

Murphy handed a suitcase to the goblin, "There are 150,000 pounds in it. I only need an extra 28,000 galleons in the treasury, and the difference can be used as your commission."

Converting pounds into gold and then into galleons was a last resort. Now that we had Locke as Gringotts' internal agent, there was no need to go to such trouble.

And this exchange ratio is much more cost-effective than Gringotts.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Murphy. But which name do you want to use to withdraw the money? I suggest you not use your real name."

Murphy had no intention of using his real name.

After thinking about it, "Let's call him Stephen Cumberbatch."

"When we meet in the future, we will use this name."

Murphy was also a little helpless that he had to play a trumpet, but who asked him to do so shady things.

"Okay, Mr. Stephen, your gold coins will be ready in two days."

"Then we will be allies from now on." After finally settling the matter of obtaining wizard currency, Murphy was in a good mood and extended a hand.

Locke was a little surprised. He hesitantly stretched out a hand and shook Murphy's hand.

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Locke."

Locke seemed a little flattered, "It's a pleasure to work with you, Mr. Stephen."

It wasn't until Murphy apparated away that Locke breathed a sigh of relief.

As a goblin, especially a goblin who is not recognized by his peers and does such a shady business, he rarely gets any good looks.

This was the first time Locke saw an attitude other than contempt and disdain from a wizard.

Stephen Cumberbatch, no, Murphy Darkholm.

This wizard seems a little different.

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"When can we build a research institute?" Murphy asked again in Patrick's room.

This is the third time he has asked this question.

Although Patrick was talking about building a three-dimensional farm, Murphy automatically imagined it as a research base integrating production and research. After saying it twice, Patrick acquiesced.

"I know you are anxious, but don't be too anxious yet." Patrick said, "We have too many things going on recently. We have to move, recruit people, publicize, buy equipment, and buy materials..."

"The Umbrella Company is no longer a workshop. We can't always work in my home. To be honest, Audrey has begun to worry about too many strangers coming to the house."

Audrey is Patrick's wife and a very elegant Hispanic designer.

"Uh, sorry."

Murphy felt a little sorry because his work disturbed other people's lives.

"And we still need to recruit people, personnel, finance, and marketing. We need to recruit at least more than 20 people to set up the structure...So, we actually don't have that much money available."

"Aren't we very profitable?" Murphy asked.

"Indeed, but there has been a lot of expenditure recently. To establish a research and development base... we do not have this capability at the moment."

"Okay." Murphy was a little disappointed.

After all, selling potions to make money is actually just a means. What he wants is magic research.

But what Patrick said is right, Umbrella has just started, and the grassroots team has not even been set up yet, so it is really a bit impatient to set up an R\u0026D center.

"However, we can first find someone to do the preliminary design and planning, as well as site selection and researcher needs, and do some preparatory work. These can be outsourced."

"Okay!" Murphy nodded, "That's it."

After the matter was discussed, Murphy was about to leave, but Patrick stopped him and gave him a package.

Murphy opened it and saw that it was a Big Brother movie.

"You've been disappearing all day long, and I can't contact you. Just keep this with you, and I'll call you if anything happens."