Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

Gray Castle in the evening.

Jemini leaned against Shirley's arms, with Adria holding her legs in her arms, while being fed by Shirley, she flipped through the magic book about vampires.

Before coming to Gray's house, he never thought that a person's life could be so luxurious and depraved.

"Ah - I'm already a waste..." With a long sigh, Jemini's little head rubbed hard against Shirley's chest.

Before the holiday, Jemini's vision for the holiday - to start a company, make a lot of money, travel and vacation.

After the holiday, Jemini's plan for the holiday - pinching his shoulders, rubbing his legs, and kissing his little mouth.

Very reasonable!

Because Reid wants to go to the United States to register a company, the preparation work will take a month less, which means that this extravagant feudal life will last at least a month.

"No, I can't go on like this anymore!"

Jemini forced himself to get up, pushed Shirley aside, and adjusted to a comfortable position on the bed.

"Please also massage my back, thank you."

No way?

No way?

There's not really anyone who doesn't like this kind of life, right?

Ha ha ha ha……

"By the way, why don't you see Charlotte? How about asking her to play Exploding Solitaire?" Jemini asked softly, enjoying Shirley's massage.

"Sister has been very busy lately." Shirley shook her head gently: "She needs to check the export of potions and spirits, and she has been busy running for Wizengamore recently."

"Wizengamore?" Jemini was stunned: "The election of the fifty members?"

Wizengamore is a department with functions similar to the courts and prosecutors, and its creation even predates the Ministry of Magic.

And the powers held by the Council of Wizengamore are also great: any wizard can be summoned, and if you are guilty, you are guilty.

The current chief magician of the Council of Wizengamore is Albus Dumbledore. (The magician here is the official title in the book, so don't feel disobedient.)

"Is it possible to participate without serving in the Ministry of Magic?" Jemini asked in surprise.

"Of course, but the premise is that the personal prestige is sufficient." Shirley nodded: "For example, like Dumbledore."

"It's unlikely." Jemini shook his head.

"Yeah, but you have to give it a try." Shirley sighed: "If you can become a member of Wizengamore, at least that old snot like Lucius Malfoy won't dare to take the idea of ​​Gray's property lightly. ."

"Is the industry so big? Even Malfoy is so excited?" Jemini was a little curious.

"Of course!" Shirley said with a serious face: "The potions of the Gray family can be ranked in the top five of the potions stores in Europe, and their annual net income can reach at least 200,000 Galleons."

"Ah this..." Jemini opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

Not too little, but too much.

If it's the equivalent of a million pounds, it's not much, but if it's Galleon, it's a lot.

Although the two have exchange rates, their values ​​are completely different.

During this time, Jemini also thoroughly understood the meaning of Galleon.

Every gold Galleon is forged by the goblins!

Every Galleon number will be registered!

And the gold Galleons that Jemini got from selling scraps in the Room of Requirement were returned to the weapon store by Jemini by buying other goods, because the money would not be spent outside except that the weapon store would admit it. Going out, once found, is big trouble.

"With the population of the magic world, can the net income reach 200,000 Galleons?" Jemini was a little surprised.

"A large part is used for export, and the other is that our Gray family has several precious potion inheritances.

"Shirley said calmly.

"Potion?"

"The most precious thing is the elixirs." Xue Li said gently: "According to the inheritance of the Gray family, the brewing time of the elixirs can be shortened to three months."

"Three months?! Considering the Malfoy family, it's unbelievable that you two sisters can live so smoothly." Jemini smacked his lips.

Shirley smiled: "I don't know the recipe, only my sister knows, and every time my sister and I go out, there will be at least two elves to protect us."

Jemini nodded. Although the elf is a slave creature, its combat power is still very strong.

If any elf is determined to fight, three or five wizards are not opponents at all.

What is Fulin? Lucky Potion.

To be precise, it is a potion (official setting, non-secondary setting) that can comprehensively and greatly improve the ability of the user in all aspects, so as to achieve the effect of good luck.

Sound familiar?

Yes, let's call it a one-off Ravenclaw crown.

Normally, the refining time of this kind of potion is as long as half a year, and the inheritance of the Gray family can shorten it to three months, which is comparable to the time for refining compound decoction.

"It's amazing..." Jemini muttered.

Sure enough, these long-standing wizard families are somewhat of a unique skill in pressing the bottom of the box.

"I can tell my sister and ask her to dedicate the prescription to you." Xue Li said softly.

"Sir, our welfare family also has an inheritance." Adria heard the words and hurriedly came up: "I can also dedicate the inheritance of the welfare family to you..."

"No need at all." Jemini waved his hand, and then, he looked at Shirley suspiciously: "Why didn't Voldemort focus on your family's heritage?"

"My father became a Death Eater when he was young, and he had a bad fight with my grandfather, so my father didn't get this inheritance at all. My grandfather passed the recipe directly to my sister." Shirley chuckled lightly.

"Ask a question." Jemini suddenly got up: "Can the Wizengamore members use Flux during the campaign?"

"There will be a test before the election. Once it is found that there are signs of potion use, it will be disqualified." Shirley shook her head helplessly: "Any lottery, election or Quidditch competition is strictly forbidden to use Fu Ling. medicine."

Jemini blinked: "Can you do a body search?"

"Of course not, that's very rude." Shirley chuckled, "It was tested with a wand."

Jemini pinched his chin and thought for a while, then nodded thoughtfully: "If that's the case, can you call Charlotte for me? I have something to do."

Soon, Charlotte was brought over by Shirley and looked at Jemini with some puzzlement: "Mr. Fox?"

Jemini sat on the soft sofa, looked at her gently, reached out and patted the sofa: "Come~ please sit~"

Charlotte sat blankly beside Jemini.

"Please bow your head." Jemini said softly.

Charlotte was not annoyed, she simply leaned down and knelt down on one knee beside Jemini's leg. The posture of the two looked very ambiguous.

Before Charlotte could think about it, Jemini cleared her throat and said slowly, "One day, my reign will come to an end, and you will be crowned king—"

Charlotte: "???"

In the next instant, a refreshing coolness spread from the top of the head and swept the whole body. A gorgeous crown made of silver-gray metal and inlaid with blue gems was put on Charlotte's head by Jemini.

The gorgeous crown complements Charlotte's beautiful face, making Charlotte look like a noble queen.

"Ah...comfortable! I wanted to say this line a long time ago..." Jemini leaned on the sofa refreshed.

"It's so beautiful..." Shirley looked at the crown on Charlotte's head obsessively: "The crown from Lord Fox..."

Adria didn't speak, but her eyes were a little red.

"There are still words on it." Shirley leaned over to Charlotte and read softly.

"Extraordinary wisdom is mankind's greatest...wealth...?"

Shirley: "???"

Charlotte: "???"

Adria: "!!!"