A little badger from Hogwarts

"Do you have the final say?" He deliberately showed a disdainful smile, his expression very obvious.

Destroying a person's wealth is like killing one's parents. The Galleons that Logan got every time were gone. How could he endure it? He immediately pointed at Hart's nose and said angrily: "You are out of luck. I was recently promoted to deputy manager." , has the right to block you, a troublemaker like you, from the door."

"Just don't regret it!"

After the goal was achieved, Hart was not the guy who just turned around and left after a verbal quarrel.

Logan immediately raised his head, as if he had won a battle, and he was proud.

"Yes, get out of here, Hart! There is no room for you at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore anymore."

Hart listened to the sarcasm coming from behind and shook his head helplessly. This is the quality of adult wizards in the wizarding world, being petty and brainless.

I really wish I could die, but don’t say it in public!

"Hart, actually it doesn't matter if we just buy a set of his books. There is no need to make everyone unhappy."

Justin's parents wanted to put the matter to rest.

Hart shook his head, "This is a matter of principle. When our customers give us money to buy things, their stores should provide corresponding services instead of getting a bunch of lies in exchange."

"Besides, the price of that set of hardcover books is three times higher than the regular version, but the content is exactly the same. Do you really want to be taken advantage of?"

Justin's parents hesitated, but still said: "Isn't that the experience of a senior wizard?"

"what!"

Hart laughed and said: "This is their trick to deceive ordinary people - find celebrities. But the best wizards in Britain are all at Hogwarts. The names on the hardcover book cover are nothing compared to the professors in the school. value."

"And you don't have to worry about getting into trouble, I have a way to deal with them."

Hart used a series of words to dispel the family's concerns. Although he still looked like a teenager, he could give people a strong sense of security.

Next, the group went to the robe shop to pick up custom-made school uniforms, and then walked out of Diagon Alley.

"Okay, see you at Hogwarts. Don't forget to catch the train on time."

The nanny trip was finally over, and Hart, who had worked hard for two days, could finally breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Hart, we hope Justin can learn more from you and would like to invite you to our home for the summer. What do you think?"

I don't think so.

Hart felt helpless, still keeping a smile on his face, and lied: "I still have something to do, and I have to go back to Hogwarts right away, so next time, definitely next time."

The Justin family did not doubt this statement, and after making a sound of regret, they waved goodbye to Hart.

After bidding farewell to the family, Hart turned around and ran away, fearing that if he slowed down he would be stopped by them.

The work of reception is too tiring, I can’t do it, I can’t do it!

If the family had been a bit more jerks, Hart would have been able to handle it.

But they were pretty good people, and Hart naturally couldn't watch them being tricked by wizards who were prejudiced against ordinary people.

If you cheat them, you cheat yourself.

No, I have to compile the guidebook quickly so that it will be much easier in the future.

As soon as he got on the bus, Hart began to think about this matter, thinking about how to describe the things about Hogwarts in words and add beautiful illustrations.

Although it sounds like a lot of trouble, it really saves a lot of trouble if Hart doesn't plan to give up taking the little wizard to school.

Because it’s profitable!

After the little wizard has an admission guide, the shop in Diagon Alley will definitely come to him with gold galleons to rent advertising space in order to advertise.

Although it sounds a bit bad, who should let themselves be short of money?

Learning magic is really expensive. Those precious knowledge can also be obtained from the library, but the price of materials consumed for brewing potions and making magic props is really sky-high.

Although he has cooperated with Hagrid to build a greenhouse for cultivating plants around the Forbidden Forest, that thing also requires an initial investment!

Not to mention, he also wanted to bring all the little wizards in Hogwarts who were born from ordinary people to make progress together.

After all, they are the main help in fighting Voldemort in the future and are natural allies.

He can't change Dumbledore's mind at all. It's hard for this old man to know what will happen in the end.

Harry Potter's savior training plan is really a bit uncertain in Hart's opinion.

For the sake of those little wizards born from ordinary people, and of course himself, Hart felt it was necessary to form an organization.

And to do so, he needed start-up capital.

The professors would probably agree with my plan, at least Dumbledore would, as long as he still wanted to bring those little wizards to school.

With this in mind, Hart returned to his home in London.

"Ahola Hole Open!"

Hart waved his wand to unlock the door. Once inside, he used Clean Up to sweep away all the dust in the room and throw it out the door.

"Oh, it's still comfortable at home!"

Hart fell on the bed with open hands, feeling the softness of the duvet, and yawned loudly.

After traveling through time, he spent a lot of time decorating his little nest. He originally planned to live there until he graduated from college, but unexpectedly, after entering Hogwarts, he almost never came back.

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have spent so much energy on the decoration. If I had saved those pounds, I could have exchanged them for a considerable amount of gold galleons."

Hart buried his head in the quilt and made a vague sound, but he didn't want anyone to hear it.

"Nice house, Hart. Every time I see this place, I'm surprised you're so young."

An old voice sounded, and Hart buried his head deeper, shouted twice depressedly, and then looked up at Dumbledore, who was looking for candy for himself.

"I thought we agreed last time that you couldn't just break into my house."

The last time, the last time was when Dumbledore personally came to take Hart to Diagon Alley.

"I think our relationship is so close that we don't need to worry about this kind of etiquette."

Hart rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Of course, can I still say no to my principal?"

He stepped out of bed and took the sugar bowl straight from the kitchen.

"You're lucky, you can still eat the candy in this."

After leaving Hogwarts, both Hart and Dumbledore relaxed a little and were less restrained.

"Professor Dumbledore, what did that Death Eater say?" Hart asked what he was most concerned about.

"He doesn't know anything, he's just following orders." Dumbledore popped a chocolate candy into his mouth.

Seeing his principal's indifferent expression, Hart shook his head helplessly, knowing that he had his own arrangements and did not continue.

"So you want me to continue taking those little wizards to school?" Hart asked expectantly.

"What are you going to do?" Dumbledore knew his student.

Hart also made no secret of his plan to write an admissions guide and possibly attract business to make money.

"40% of the profits earned will be given to the school."

"make a deal."

Hart returned none of the price, and if the book didn't have the reputation of Hogwarts, it wouldn't be worth a dime.

Dumbledore doesn't want a big head, this is really...

Hart didn't know what to say.

"But I'm going to get down to business."

Dumbledore said seriously: "Hart, whatever you want to do, don't cross the line."

Hart spread his hands and said, "Professor Dumbledore, I don't understand what you are talking about?"

"Just remember, I'm not too old to walk yet."

Dumbledore patted Hart on the shoulder and prepared to leave.

"By the way, can I take these candies away?"

Hart nodded.

Dumbledore apparated away with the sugar bowl.