Christmas break is just a few days away, and the students in the common room are discussing how to spend this holiday.
The Harry trio continue to search for Nico Flamel's name in the book, but they are looking in the wrong direction and have found nothing so far. The morale of the two people except Hermione has plummeted.
Charles ignored them and was studying his own plan to make a fortune these days.
Forget about making a fortune by relying on the disintegration of the Soviet Union in a while. The national team is playing. In front of the state machinery and the professionals who collect and analyze intelligence, negotiate, and bribe on the front line, the "prophecy" is useless. Charles
This kind of plankton is not even qualified to cheer from the sidelines.
If you can’t make a profit, you can still sell air fryers.
The earliest prototype of the air fryer appeared in 1990, and it was just the concept of an air circulation oven. The real air fryer did not appear until the 21st century.
Recently, I have made a fortune by selling raw materials in the Forbidden Forest through the loopholes in the price of gold in wizard society. Now that I have the capital, in addition to air fryers, I can also make small appliances such as thermostatic kettles.
If you want to make money from this, you have to find help from a capitalist sister.
"A patent attorney's office?" Eleanor looked at Charles with questions in her head, "Are you trying to patent the potion?"
Charles immediately shook his head: "No, no, I just designed a few small household appliances. If I want to build patent barriers, I want to first figure out what materials and processes are needed."
Eleanor laughed, pinched his face and said: "Oh, you actually know about patent barriers. No problem. I will help you ask your lawyer at home when I get home. If there is any news, let the owl send you a letter."<
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Charles looked at her depressedly and said, "Can't you call me?"
Eleanor was stunned for a moment, realizing that she had not yet switched to Muggle mode.
"Okay, give me your phone number." She said with a smile, "What product do you want to make, and do you want to cooperate with me?"
Charles thought for a while and replied: "It would be great if you could lend me a large sum of money. I will use my Dell Computer stock as collateral. You can ask stock market analysts. This stock has been rising." p>
He is still self-aware when it comes to business, and he is no better than a fragrant roast pig in front of the capitalists.
If you don’t talk about anything else, just in terms of intelligence, you can crush it with a bunch of people who came out of famous universities.
Not to mention that they are still the rule makers, and they will kill you within minutes.
Single force cannot solve institutional problems, let alone assassinations in the UK.
If the business is profitable, it is normal for you to be kicked out legally by your partners. Then you will not be able to get your money back even if you spend money on Avada.
Eleanor smiled and rejected Charles's suggestion to use stocks as collateral to borrow money. The risk was too great and no one would do that.
Charles doesn't care. He already has a preliminary plan. He will first complete the patent, then find professional managers, and then find an OEM and establish sales channels. The first step alone needs to be calculated in years.
After they finished chatting, Eleanor was going back to the laboratory to pack her things. Percy came over and asked Charles: "Are you interested in making pen pals with other students from magic schools?"
Charles was stunned for a moment and asked: "Is this happening?"
Percy showed him a stack of parchment in his hand and replied: "Hogwarts has exchanges with other wizarding schools. Every year before Christmas, the information of students who want to make friends is collected, and the dean reviews it. During the Christmas holiday
Later, it was announced in other magic schools. At that time, we could also see the dating information of students from other schools."
"There is a special messenger between schools, and letters are delivered once a week."
"My eldest brother Bill, he used to have a pen pal at the Castrobushe School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in Brazil."
Charles pinched his chin, thinking it would be nice to communicate with girls from other magic schools.
"Of course I'm interested!" He immediately replied, "How should I write it?"
Percy sat down with him at the table and said to him: "Just write your name, age, college, hobbies, specialties and what kind of friends you want to make."
Charles thought for a while, took out a paper and pen, and started using his own time traveler plug-in.
After traveling through time, he unexpectedly discovered that he could speak many languages and learned them very quickly. Now he can master the languages of the Allied Powers and the Axis Powers proficiently.
When he finished writing eloquently, Percy was frightened and couldn't help asking him: "You didn't write those foreign words blindly, did you?"
Charles replied proudly: "How is it possible? It's absolutely not wrong."
Percy said enviously: "I think you can go to the Department of International Magical Cooperation of the Ministry of Magic in the future."
Charles just smiled and said nothing.
At the last dinner before the holiday, Seamus asked Charles worriedly: "Are you sick?"
Charles looked at him with a question mark and replied: "No, why do you think I am sick?"
Seamus said: "You have only had enough food for two people in the past few days, and you will eat even less today."
Charles thought about it and found that it was indeed true. After "recharging", he ate much less than before.
It's just that he didn't dare to charge it anymore, it would feel uncomfortable, and later he would have auditory hallucinations.
"It's nothing." Charles said calmly, "Save your stomach to go home and have a good meal."
Harry, who was sitting across from him, asked him: "Don't you always cook at home?"
Charles shrugged and said, "I can go to London to eat."
Harry didn't want to talk to this rich guy anymore, and said depressedly: "Remember to go to the dentist after eating."
Charles narrowed his eyes slightly and said to Hermione: "When the summer vacation comes, I will introduce a new guest to Mr. Granger."
Harry immediately shook his head and refused: "No, the Dursleys won't spend money on me. I have to save my money for later use when I leave the Dursleys."
"It doesn't matter." A bright smile appeared on Charles's face, "I can pay, and then Mr. Granger will check your teeth!"
At this time, Hermione stared at the two guys fiercely and said angrily: "Don't talk about my father like a devil!"
Ron also echoed: "Yes, it's just a look at the teeth. Is it that scary?"
Whether it was scary or not, he would know later.
At this time, Seamus and Neville, who was sitting on the other side, were chatting about the holidays.
Neville said in a low voice: "I'm going to St. Mungo's Hospital."
Seamus asked him in surprise: "Are you sick?"
Neville shook his head and just said he wanted to visit relatives.
Charles heard this and understood that Neville was going to visit his parents, and he had some ideas in his mind.
The students of Hogwarts soon ushered in the holiday, and the train arrived in London in the afternoon.
Charles and Eleanor walked out of the train station together. The eldest sister had a lot of luggage, but with the help of volunteer porters, she only had to hold a handbag.
Jack waited expressionlessly at the exit. After getting on the bus, he said to Charles: "Sit tight, I will take you directly to Azkaban now."