"Your parents and I had a very good relationship with Pandora back then. The four of us were Ravenclaw students in the class of 1967. There was also a young Barty Crouch who was also close to me, but he was much younger than a few of us.
Some... We are inseparable in class and after school, and we like to delve into some weird things when we have nothing to do. Pandora and I like to tinker with small inventions, Barty loves black magic, and your parents are better at runes and charms."
Mr. Lovegood recounted the old story, "Their attainments in runes are truly astonishing. They won the Merlin Ancient Runes Award just after the seventh grade, and also received two second-level Merlins."
The medal was in the limelight for a while."
"The two of them are Ravenclaw prefects and the presidents of the Hogwarts Student Union... With their famous names and honors added one after another, they are the most outstanding students on the Hogwarts campus." said
At this point, Mr. Lovegood was quite emotional.
Joel remained silent, silently writing down this information in his heart.
"It's impossible not to be jealous," Mr. Lovegood said with a wry smile, "Pandora and I both think that we are no worse than your parents. Seeing them enjoying so much glory in school, we feel a little sour in our hearts.
"
Joel nodded, "I understand, Mr. Lovegood."
"Pandora and I were thinking about how to surpass your parents in the subject of runes," Lovegood said with a hint of nostalgia in his empty eyes, "Now that I think about it, it seems that we were carried away by fame, wealth and the desire to win.
"
"We went through a lot of hard work and found a set of rune books in Norway. There are 7 books in total..."
Joel froze on the spot, as if he had been struck by lightning. Mr. Lovegood was still immersed in the memories of his youth, and continued: "This set of rune books has many contents about Pandora and I."
Unusual words that have never been seen before, but we are sure that the content in this set of classics will shock the academic world when released."
One thing to say, indeed, Joel echoed the grand occasion when Professor Barbling released his paper earlier this year.
"The two of us rushed back to school excitedly and wanted to check out the information and study it carefully. During this period, your parents also came to borrow it." Mr. Lovegood's tone suddenly dropped, "Pandora and I truly regard your parents as friends.
, without much hesitation, I lent them a whole set of classics to read for one day. We will graduate and take the Hogwarts train to leave school early the next morning."
"I didn't expect that your parents would just run away with this set of ancient books," Lovegood said with a pale face, "without even saying hello..."
"It's a shame that we both trusted your parents so much before..." He murmured, his eyes becoming empty again.
Joel kept silent. If the facts were true as Mr. Lovegood said, then the parents of the original owner of the body were indeed treacherous and evil people. This could also explain why the Lovegoods did not look for their friend Shang after the Dorcass disappeared.
The child in swaddling clothes.
This campus friendship had already disappeared due to a breach of trust before leaving school. Joel lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and the sour aftertaste filled his mouth.
Luna outside the window was holding a basket of potatoes in her hand and was jumping to the yard. The smile on her lips looked innocent and ignorant of the world.
Lovegood filled their teacups and said, "This relationship ended completely in the summer of 1974. I am not telling you this old story just to ask for anything. When Pandora and I heard that the Meadows and his wife were missing, we were very emotional.
I am also very sad. Regarding your parents...with all due respect, I can't help you much."
"Luna is still young," Lovegood turned to look at Luna in the garden. She was stretching her legs mischievously and kicking the weeds under her feet, trying to wake up the goblins underground. "Pandora left early and was left alone.
I take care of her by myself and I have to raise her up."
After Luna came back, Mr. Lovegood asked him to stay for lunch. Joel declined and left the Lovegood mansion without staying much.
He couldn't figure out why the Meadows wanted to defraud Lovegood of these seven ancient runic books. What was their purpose?
As Mr. Lovegood said, in the five years between graduation in 1974 and Joel's birth in 1979, why did the Meadows not discover the information hidden in ancient books and write a thesis?
He couldn't figure it out. In his opinion, Professor Babling's rune level should be similar to that of the parents of the original owner of the body. The former could compile a paper that shocked the academic world in half a year. So why didn't the Meadows do this? Among them
What's the secret?
Joel still couldn't figure out the answer to this question after he got home.
Time flew by, and Joel's progress in deducing wandless casting was hindered. He felt that he should go to the World Tree again to find the feeling of wandless casting. However, since the runes were invented on behalf of Odin, the World Tree has changed again.
It was dim, Nidhogg was still gnawing at the roots of the tree, and one third of the huge and thick tree roots had been broken off before his eyes.
The research on the Eternal Night Mark is also progressing slowly. Joel discovered that the mark loses its activity after leaving the living body. No matter what method Joel uses to activate it, it fails.
Joel could only put these troubles behind him. Now he was eyeing the investment industry again. The money in his hands did not need to be wasted, he had to make money and become famous.
It's not that he couldn't trust Gringotts' entrusted investment agreement, but the interest rate offered by the goblin was really low - 4% guaranteed interest for 5 years, so Joel decided to go it alone.
Throughout August, he went to Diagon Alley, the largest commercial street in the British wizarding world, to explore the economic situation, and finally decided on two companies for investment: the Daily Prophet and Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.
He came to the door with two large bags of gold galleons with the idea of giving it a try. As expected, he was directly rejected by the Daily Prophet.
"To tell you the truth," Editor-in-Chief Barnabas Guffey is a stern old man. He wears a pair of thick glasses and his eyes are cloudy. "We are a newspaper with a long history of 250 years.
There is no shortage of investment. The Ministry of Magic, Gringotts, and all the major British families are rushing to throw money into it. We have monopolized the news in the UK..."
And "The Quibbler," Joel muttered to himself.
"With all due respect," Mr. Guffey finished, "Although you are a well-known rookie in the British magic world, you are unable to bring corresponding resources to the Daily Prophet. We will not accept a fortune just for gold Galleons.
A young wizard who has not yet graduated from Hogwarts invests."
"I understand, Mr. Guffey, so I won't bother you."
Joel nodded, took the money bag and left the Daily Prophet without any hesitation.
He can also figure out the reason. Whether it is the Muggle world in the previous life or the current magical world, companies do not have a share of investment. Resources and power are the default rules. In the previous life, Alibaba's first angel investment was Goldman Sachs.
With $5 million in the lead - those readers who want to go back to the turn of the century and sell their houses to invest in Alibaba can rest easy. Jack Marco doesn't like that little money.
Being able to think things through didn't mean that Joel wasn't angry. He turned around and went to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. The owner of the bookstore was an American who usually traveled around. Although he and the bookstore manager had cooperated many times before,
Investment is still not something that a senior wage earner like him can decide on.
Joel returned to Godric's Hollow after purchasing books needed for the new semester in Diagon Alley.
He was unwilling to do so.
After cooling off for a day, Joel planned to go it alone.
He made a calculation: the price of a Daily Prophet is 5 copper knuts (the data comes from Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone). There are less than 10,000 wizards in the UK, and every household subscribes to the Daily Prophet.
Calculating, it can sell about 3,000 newspapers every day, which is a daily income of 15,000 copper nat, which is a total of 30.42 galleons.
Then the monthly income is only 912 Galleons. Of course, sometimes the Daily Prophet will also receive advertising fees for soft article promotion. Even so, the comprehensive income for a month is less than 1,500 Galleons.
What if we exclude labor costs? Editors, photographers, reporters, columnists, paper, ink cartridges, owl food...
After all the calculations, Joel felt that the Daily Prophet could barely break even and not make much money at all.
This is good news.
The busy summer vacation life passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, it was the first day of school again. Joel met Cedric again on the Knight Bus, but this time he was not alone. There was a black-haired girl clinging next to him, Qiu.
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After sitting next to the two of them for a while, Joel couldn't stand their boredom, so he simply stood by the window and watched the street scene whizzing by outside.
He and Hailes haven't had a good conversation all summer long. Joel defaulted to this as a kind of cold war. Hailes was dissatisfied with him for keeping things in his heart. She also had a cold face and a withdrawn look when chatting with him through a double-sided mirror.
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It would be great if Haylis was as considerate as Luna, Joel sighed.