Chapter 477 477. Hogwarts Partner
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 477 477. Hogwarts Partner
After handing over the task of exploring Edinburgh to Rimbaud, Scott returned to the tower with peace of mind.
He didn't tell Rimbaud much.
Rimbaud has carried out many reconnaissance missions and has accumulated considerable experience in the past.
And before he left Hogwarts, he also made some preparations in advance.
Rimbaud only needs to lead the crows and place the "surveillance" he prepared to the destination.
When Scott came to the common room on the second floor, the [Magic Mirror] in his hand was immediately snatched away by Fred.
He connected George, and the two of them were muttering something.
Although there are many secrets hidden in Scott's [Magic Mirror], he is not worried about others seeing it.
Because the [Magic Mirror] will reveal those secrets only when it is in his hands and activated by his own magic power.
Going straight to the window and sitting down, Scott took out his notebook and pen and started sketching.
The subject is Beauxbaton Castle in the night.
Painting, as the spiritual anchor chosen by Scott himself, is also a hobby he has never given up.
Recently, however, most of his energy has been devoted to learning alchemy. In order to save time, he changed his drawing practice into more convenient pen sketching.
After starting to draw, Scott automatically "shielded" the surrounding sounds, and only the "swish" sound of the pen tip across the paper seemed to be left in his ears.
Others in the common room have become accustomed to his painting habits, and no one will bother him.
Scott had a brief moment of peace.
A sketch will be finished soon.
He came out of the immersion, wrote the date on the paper, and turned over the ones he had drawn before.
Seeing that he stopped drawing, Fred came to him holding the [magic mirror].
"Hey Scott, we have something to talk to you about."
Scott raised his head and saw George and Eddie appearing in [Magic Mirror], so he probably guessed what they were trying to say.
The four of them are partners, and what they discuss together must be about making money.
"I see." Scott closed the sketchbook and asked with interest, "What plans do you have?"
It happened that he almost spent all his savings because of alchemy experiments, and now he is also very interested in making money.
"Of course the release of the commemorative video of "The Complete Record of the 1994-1995 Triwizard Tournament"!"
Eddie in [Magic Mirror] said loudly excitedly.
"I'm sure many people will buy it, and we can even spread the word among students in Beauxbatons and Durmstrang and let them order it by mail!"
"Yes, we can also take the opportunity to sell another batch of [magic crystal players]." George added.
Eddie said: "I'll be ordering mirrors and crystals for raw materials, custom cases with Beauxbatons and Durmstrang crests on them!"
Fred, sitting next to Scott, patted him on the shoulder.
"Scott, you can start editing footage from the previous two rounds now."
"I've placed an order with Milton," continued Eddie on the other end, "and he'll do the score for us!"
"..."
Scott was speechless for a while.
"Let's think about it... I am the editor and post-production of the video, and I am also the production of [Magic Crystal Player]. How much work do I have to do?"
There are four people in a company, he develops alone, and the other three are all sales.
Is this reasonable?
Of course not!
So he said decisively: "Well, I will authorize the production method of [Magic Crystal Player] to Fred and George, and you will make it. Of course, you can earn more by adjusting the share ratio."
Fred and George glanced at each other through the [magic mirror] and nodded decisively.
George winks at Fred.
Fred said to Scott knowingly: "We have no problem! If you authorize us, then no matter how long it takes, we will give you 40% of the profit share for every player we sell."
"Too much." Scott refused, "Excluding the cost and your labor costs, 10% of the net profit is enough."
"Too little, maybe 30%."
"10% is fine."
"20%, no less!"
"No, I said it, it's 10%."
"No less than 15%!"
"Don't be verbose..."
"Okay, stop arguing." Eddie said, "Scott, 15% is more reasonable. After all, the market in the wizarding world is much smaller than that in the Muggle world."
"Well, it's 15%." Scott didn't care.
"Thanks then." Fred said with a smile, "Just wait, we will sell the player to every wizard in the future."
"It's fine, so I only need to be responsible for the post-production of the video." Scott was relieved.
Although he is short of money now, he doesn't want to use this repetitive labor to make money.
Speaking of it, he is not really short of money.
Even if Muggle currency cannot be exchanged for Galleons without limit, gold can be exchanged, it's just more troublesome.
Although Scott didn't know how much money his family had in the Muggle world, he was sure that if he really wanted to get some gold to exchange for Galleons, there would be no problem.
It's just not necessary.
Since entering Hogwarts, Scott has never asked his parents for money except for the share of Galleons that can be exchanged at Gringotts every year.
It's been a long time, and I'm used to it.
Of course, he would still choose to make money by himself if it was not a last resort.
"...you can promote it now."
Eddie was still chattering away.
"It's best to get the guys from Beauxbaton and Durmstrang interested in our products. It would be great if we can get an order..."
Hearing this, Scott said to Fred, "I'll leave the publicity to you, buddy."
Fred asked, "What about you?"
"Me?" Scott shrugged, "Didn't it be agreed, edit the video."
"It's not fair!" Fred exclaimed.
"Our benefit distribution will be absolutely fair." Scott said, "Whoever contributes more will get more share."
At this time, Eddie on the other end suddenly said, "By the way, Scott, can you accept your photo being printed on the product?"
"Of course not!" Scott replied without thinking.
"This is a shortcut to making money!"
Eddie said in a bewitching tone.
"The Triwizard Tournament has had a lot of influence. As warriors, you have received a lot of attention!"
"You, Delacour, and Krum, you are already the most popular stars in the magic world!"
"I thought I'd only been in the French papers." Scott was a little surprised. "No British reporter came to interview us."
Eddie proudly said: "In addition to the "Daily Prophet" reprinting photos in French newspapers, the famous reporter Mr. Hollingworth also wrote many commentary articles about the Triwizard Tournament."
"It's you guy..."
Scott was speechless.
Isn't Hollingworth that guy Eddie's pen name.
"I can see the live broadcast of the game, and I can get first-hand news from you. In short, my articles are written very truthfully. The editors of the "Daily Prophet" thought I was following the report in France."
Eddie said amusedly.
"The UK is also very lively recently, and there are almost not enough reporters. In short, with my commentary, they no longer send their own reporters to France."
George added: "Eddie also edited a couple of interviews that looked decent, but he was asking and answering himself."
As he spoke, he suddenly burst out laughing.
"In his writing, Delacour is too arrogant, Krum is very gloomy, in short, he describes both people are a bit annoying."
"A lot of people took those fake interviews seriously and you became the most popular warrior!"
George gave a thumbs up to the "camera".
Scott had a hard time making any facial expressions in response.
"I'm not going to say 'thank you' to you, Eddie," he said woodenly.
"I just magnify some of the qualities they already have!"
Eddie quickly pushed George's face away, and said righteously.
He also tried to keep bewitching Scott—
"Listen to me, Scott, you can make a quick buck with this star power."
"The most important thing is that you don't have to do anything!"
"I promise, even a few badges printed with your photo will sell well!"
"I plan to produce various products including badges with the theme of the Triwizard Tournament, limited edition player cases, commemorative postcards, and photobooks."
"Just think, boys and girls who adore you, especially girls, will want to collect the whole set!"
Eddie's tone was filled with urgency.
"We must hurry up. After the Triwizard Tournament is over, your enthusiasm will drop, and there will be no such good things by then!"
Listening to his fluent speech, he must have thought about it for a long time, and even made a detailed plan.
"I reject."
Scott still firmly refused.
Eddie's confident face immediately collapsed.
"What did you say?" He asked unwillingly, "Don't think about it anymore?"
Scott shook his head.
"You're crazy! That's Jin Gallon!"
Eddie's face was full of pain, and he looked like he had lost a hundred million.
"I know, but I still firmly refuse."
Scott crossed his arms.
"It's too weird to use my photo as a selling point!"
He felt ashamed just thinking about it.
"So, can I print your name on the badge?" Eddie asked persistently.
Scott was about to keep refusing, but George had already exposed Eddie.
"Didn't you already sell it, the badge with Scott's name on it."
"Oh, that's a badge specially made to cheer for Scott." Eddie argued, "Most of them are given out for free, and I didn't make any money."
"It's a lie, I asked, they bought it from you for three Sickles a piece!"
Hearing George's revelation, Scott stared at Eddie in the mirror with calm eyes.
Eddie took out a circular badge and pinned it on the lapel, and said with a smile: "This thing doesn't make money, really, look, this is just to show your support."
That badge is blue, and it will cycle through [Scott Trollope] and [Hogwarts Warriors, come on! ] The cursive characters.
This guy is cutting first and then playing
Scott narrowed his eyes.
"Oh, Eddie, my friend, I can forget about it."
He said slowly.
"But do you have my share of the money you make with this thing?"
Hearing that Scott wanted a piece of the action, Eddie was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he almost barked his teeth and claws.
"No! This is the wizarding world, and the rules are different from the Muggle world, Scott!"
He retorted loudly.
"As far as I know, the Chocolate Frog Factory has never paid a single copper Knut to wizards who board their wizard cards!"
"there has never been!"
Using the famous chocolate frog as an example, he tried to justify his income and inviolate it.
At the same time, he also wanted to prove his noble character.
"And I am obviously much nobler than them!"
"I didn't put your picture on the product without permission! I even asked for your opinion!"
"Really? But I didn't agree." Scott looked at him suspiciously, "I find it hard to believe, will you really give up?"
He's not at Hogwarts, who knows if this guy Eddie will try to cheat again.
Sure enough, facing Scott's suspicion, Eddie smiled embarrassingly.
"If I use your photo, I will definitely give you a huge profit."
He stretched out his right hand and rubbed his thumb and index finger together.
Very good, as expected of Eddie, dare to make money from the frying pan.
Sure enough, when capital came to the world, blood and filth were dripping from every pore from beginning to end.
"Well, let's do it another way."
Scott immediately changed his mind.
Since Eddie, who had been completely corrupted by money, could not be stopped, he decided to take the initiative to participate. While avoiding his own embarrassment, he would not let his friends be corrupted too much.
"How?" Eddie's eyes lit up.
Obviously, although he said he would take risks for money, he was still afraid that Scott would settle accounts with him after he returned.
"Photos not allowed."
Scott speaks his bottom line.
Eddie looked disappointed, "Then?"
"Use portraits," Scott said. "Cartoon style, of course."
What he was thinking of was a style of painting that was very different from real people, so that he would not be embarrassed.
"Disney?" Eddie asked.
Scott nodded casually.
It doesn't matter whether it's Disney or the Japanese-style Q version. In short, stay away from real people.
"I'll give you portraits of all three warriors," he said to Eddie, "but on one condition."
"What conditions?" Eddie became interested.
"It's forbidden to use real photos and tell people that I drew them," Scott said.
Eddie thought about it and nodded in agreement.
But he also made a request, "Draw more, with different angles and different movements."
"No problem, I'm in charge of image drawing, you are in charge of cost, production and sales, I want 75% of the pure profit."
"What? I can only give you 50% at most!"
"I have sold my fame, image, and talent. It must be 70%!"
"Impossible, what I spent was time and money, as well as mental and physical energy, I will give you 55% at most!"
"65%, no less!"
"60%, no more!"
"make a deal!"
Scott hit the nail on the head.
"...Tch, deal!"
Eddie was still a little reluctant.
Scott laughed with satisfaction, "Very well, then it's decided."
Eddie nodded, his eyes seemed to think of something again.
"By the way, Scott, you gave Luna a birthday present, a singing mountain fairy, everyone is very envious."
"Then let them envy you."
Scott didn't follow his words.
"Goodbye."
He was ready to hang up the communication.
"Wait!" Eddie said quickly, "The toys you make with Transfiguration can also be sold as commodities!"
"Of course I know, but I don't want to sell."
Scott directly hung up the communication.
"Oh……"
Fred drew out his voice.
"Don't want to sell? Sure enough, is Luna special to you?"
"It's not a good idea to sell Transfiguration products, especially if you're making a toy like a nymph," Scott said.
"How to say?"
"If I make it with ordinary materials, then it will exist for a short time. If I use special materials, the cost will be very expensive, and the price will be more expensive. Who will buy it?"
"There are not many rich people in the wizarding world. Old Malfoy even bought broomsticks for all the Slytherin players!"
"That was in the past. If you still remember, now old Malfoy has been on the wanted list of the wizarding world because of the prison break in Azkaban."
Many Death Eaters from pure-blood families were recorded by Ms. Burns because of that incident, and many of them were even imprisoned in Azkaban.
Although Voldemort later rescued them, their situation is not good now.
Since Voldemort has not appeared since last summer vacation, the current Death Eaters can only hide in XZ under the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic.
Some have been caught again and locked up in Azkaban.
"Oh they deserve it."
Fred also remembered the current situation.
Just then, Cedric came over and joined their conversation.
"Did you know that the dementors who gathered in Azkaban in the past have been expelled. Because they betrayed the Ministry of Magic and took refuge in You-Know-Who."
He told Scott and Fred.
"My dad has a letter saying that Secretary Burns is planning to change the way Azkaban is run."
"Who's guarding there now?" Scott asked.
The "eyes" he left in Azkaban last summer have long since failed, and they can no longer monitor the situation there.
"It's the Ministry of Magic Aurors now," said Cedric, "but the Ministry is understaffed, and Minister Burns is actively seeking change."
Scott frowned, "Could it be that you want to expand the Auror team? This is not a good idea. Every Auror must undergo the most rigorous training and assessment before taking office."
Cedric shook his head.
"As you know, my dad works for the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures at the Ministry of Magic."
"At the suggestion of Minister Burns, they have already contacted a group of mermaids living in the North Sea."
"They are negotiating that the Ministry of Magic plans to hire a group of merfolk to guard the waters around Azkaban."
"Mermaid? I think this is a bad choice!" Fred opened his eyes wide. "Everyone knows that those guys can only live in water, they can't fly like dementors!"
Cedric explained, "In Minister Burns' plan, the mermaid only needs to be responsible for guarding the waters. In addition, she also plans to hire two fire dragons and several experts in taming fire dragons."
"Oh……"
Fred opened his mouth wide.
"I don't want to hear the news that Charlie will become the warden of Azkaban, then there will be three civil servants in our family! That will make me feel suffocated!"
"Three?" Scott asked in surprise.
Fred pouted.
"It's Percy. He has entered the Ministry of Magic and works in the Department of International Magical Cooperation. Mom is already very happy. Oh, I can imagine Percy's proud look now..."
Scott wasn't surprised by this.
Entering the Ministry of Magic has been Percy's goal all along, and his results at Hogwarts are also good enough.
The previous failure was also due to the turmoil in the current situation.
Scott ignored Fred's complaints and began to think about Ms. Burns' transformation plan for Azkaban.
Mermaid?
Fire dragon?
Scott thought Ms. Burns' idea was a good one, but would it really work?
That configuration should be barely enough to deal with ordinary wizards, but Voldemort is an exception.
Azkaban was like a back garden to Voldemort, unless Dumbledore stayed there all the time.
and……
"Do you know where all the dementors are?" he asked Cedric.
Cedric shook his head, "I don't know, my dad didn't mention it in the letter."
"Hopefully they can handle it," Scott said.
Otherwise, a horde of uncontrolled dementors roams around like a moving scourge, and it's not known how many wizards and Muggles will be killed.
Two days later, Scott received a mission report from Rimbaud.
It took a group of crows to plant Scott's "eyes" all over Edinburgh Castle, and it took two nights.
In addition, it also saw several wizards belonging to the All-Witches haunt the castle, including Milton's father, Mr. Graves.
Hearing that there was Mr. Graves, Scott felt a little complicated.
He didn't know what the composition of this friend's father was now.
Mr. Graves' attitude has always been vague, and what he said to Milton before does not know how much credibility it has.
In short, Scott decided to observe for a while before deciding whether to contact him.
He thought about whether to ask Milton, but after much consideration, he decided not to talk about these things with Milton.
"I see. Thanks for your hard work, well done."
After praising Rimbaud, Scott gave it another task.
"Send a crow to keep an eye on Mr. Graves, you don't have to go yourself."
Rimbaud immediately agreed.
After finishing the communication, Scott tapped on [Magic Mirror] with his finger.
Soon, he successfully connected to those "eyes" in Edinburgh, Scotland.
Rimbaud led the crows to plant a total of 50 "eyes" in the castle, covering almost all places inside and outside the castle.
Scott kept switching the perspectives of different "eyes", and soon had a general understanding of the structure of the castle.
It was already night, and he didn't see anyone else appear except the Muggle administrators.
After observing for a while, Scott turned off the surveillance screen.
It is impossible for him to monitor in real time all the time, and he can only quickly replay the stored surveillance video after a period of time.
Soon, he had a harvest on the second day after the surveillance started.
(End of this chapter)
After handing over the task of exploring Edinburgh to Rimbaud, Scott returned to the tower with peace of mind.
He didn't tell Rimbaud much.
Rimbaud has carried out many reconnaissance missions and has accumulated considerable experience in the past.
And before he left Hogwarts, he also made some preparations in advance.
Rimbaud only needs to lead the crows and place the "surveillance" he prepared to the destination.
When Scott came to the common room on the second floor, the [Magic Mirror] in his hand was immediately snatched away by Fred.
He connected George, and the two of them were muttering something.
Although there are many secrets hidden in Scott's [Magic Mirror], he is not worried about others seeing it.
Because the [Magic Mirror] will reveal those secrets only when it is in his hands and activated by his own magic power.
Going straight to the window and sitting down, Scott took out his notebook and pen and started sketching.
The subject is Beauxbaton Castle in the night.
Painting, as the spiritual anchor chosen by Scott himself, is also a hobby he has never given up.
Recently, however, most of his energy has been devoted to learning alchemy. In order to save time, he changed his drawing practice into more convenient pen sketching.
After starting to draw, Scott automatically "shielded" the surrounding sounds, and only the "swish" sound of the pen tip across the paper seemed to be left in his ears.
Others in the common room have become accustomed to his painting habits, and no one will bother him.
Scott had a brief moment of peace.
A sketch will be finished soon.
He came out of the immersion, wrote the date on the paper, and turned over the ones he had drawn before.
Seeing that he stopped drawing, Fred came to him holding the [magic mirror].
"Hey Scott, we have something to talk to you about."
Scott raised his head and saw George and Eddie appearing in [Magic Mirror], so he probably guessed what they were trying to say.
The four of them are partners, and what they discuss together must be about making money.
"I see." Scott closed the sketchbook and asked with interest, "What plans do you have?"
It happened that he almost spent all his savings because of alchemy experiments, and now he is also very interested in making money.
"Of course the release of the commemorative video of "The Complete Record of the 1994-1995 Triwizard Tournament"!"
Eddie in [Magic Mirror] said loudly excitedly.
"I'm sure many people will buy it, and we can even spread the word among students in Beauxbatons and Durmstrang and let them order it by mail!"
"Yes, we can also take the opportunity to sell another batch of [magic crystal players]." George added.
Eddie said: "I'll be ordering mirrors and crystals for raw materials, custom cases with Beauxbatons and Durmstrang crests on them!"
Fred, sitting next to Scott, patted him on the shoulder.
"Scott, you can start editing footage from the previous two rounds now."
"I've placed an order with Milton," continued Eddie on the other end, "and he'll do the score for us!"
"..."
Scott was speechless for a while.
"Let's think about it... I am the editor and post-production of the video, and I am also the production of [Magic Crystal Player]. How much work do I have to do?"
There are four people in a company, he develops alone, and the other three are all sales.
Is this reasonable?
Of course not!
So he said decisively: "Well, I will authorize the production method of [Magic Crystal Player] to Fred and George, and you will make it. Of course, you can earn more by adjusting the share ratio."
Fred and George glanced at each other through the [magic mirror] and nodded decisively.
George winks at Fred.
Fred said to Scott knowingly: "We have no problem! If you authorize us, then no matter how long it takes, we will give you 40% of the profit share for every player we sell."
"Too much." Scott refused, "Excluding the cost and your labor costs, 10% of the net profit is enough."
"Too little, maybe 30%."
"10% is fine."
"20%, no less!"
"No, I said it, it's 10%."
"No less than 15%!"
"Don't be verbose..."
"Okay, stop arguing." Eddie said, "Scott, 15% is more reasonable. After all, the market in the wizarding world is much smaller than that in the Muggle world."
"Well, it's 15%." Scott didn't care.
"Thanks then." Fred said with a smile, "Just wait, we will sell the player to every wizard in the future."
"It's fine, so I only need to be responsible for the post-production of the video." Scott was relieved.
Although he is short of money now, he doesn't want to use this repetitive labor to make money.
Speaking of it, he is not really short of money.
Even if Muggle currency cannot be exchanged for Galleons without limit, gold can be exchanged, it's just more troublesome.
Although Scott didn't know how much money his family had in the Muggle world, he was sure that if he really wanted to get some gold to exchange for Galleons, there would be no problem.
It's just not necessary.
Since entering Hogwarts, Scott has never asked his parents for money except for the share of Galleons that can be exchanged at Gringotts every year.
It's been a long time, and I'm used to it.
Of course, he would still choose to make money by himself if it was not a last resort.
"...you can promote it now."
Eddie was still chattering away.
"It's best to get the guys from Beauxbaton and Durmstrang interested in our products. It would be great if we can get an order..."
Hearing this, Scott said to Fred, "I'll leave the publicity to you, buddy."
Fred asked, "What about you?"
"Me?" Scott shrugged, "Didn't it be agreed, edit the video."
"It's not fair!" Fred exclaimed.
"Our benefit distribution will be absolutely fair." Scott said, "Whoever contributes more will get more share."
At this time, Eddie on the other end suddenly said, "By the way, Scott, can you accept your photo being printed on the product?"
"Of course not!" Scott replied without thinking.
"This is a shortcut to making money!"
Eddie said in a bewitching tone.
"The Triwizard Tournament has had a lot of influence. As warriors, you have received a lot of attention!"
"You, Delacour, and Krum, you are already the most popular stars in the magic world!"
"I thought I'd only been in the French papers." Scott was a little surprised. "No British reporter came to interview us."
Eddie proudly said: "In addition to the "Daily Prophet" reprinting photos in French newspapers, the famous reporter Mr. Hollingworth also wrote many commentary articles about the Triwizard Tournament."
"It's you guy..."
Scott was speechless.
Isn't Hollingworth that guy Eddie's pen name.
"I can see the live broadcast of the game, and I can get first-hand news from you. In short, my articles are written very truthfully. The editors of the "Daily Prophet" thought I was following the report in France."
Eddie said amusedly.
"The UK is also very lively recently, and there are almost not enough reporters. In short, with my commentary, they no longer send their own reporters to France."
George added: "Eddie also edited a couple of interviews that looked decent, but he was asking and answering himself."
As he spoke, he suddenly burst out laughing.
"In his writing, Delacour is too arrogant, Krum is very gloomy, in short, he describes both people are a bit annoying."
"A lot of people took those fake interviews seriously and you became the most popular warrior!"
George gave a thumbs up to the "camera".
Scott had a hard time making any facial expressions in response.
"I'm not going to say 'thank you' to you, Eddie," he said woodenly.
"I just magnify some of the qualities they already have!"
Eddie quickly pushed George's face away, and said righteously.
He also tried to keep bewitching Scott—
"Listen to me, Scott, you can make a quick buck with this star power."
"The most important thing is that you don't have to do anything!"
"I promise, even a few badges printed with your photo will sell well!"
"I plan to produce various products including badges with the theme of the Triwizard Tournament, limited edition player cases, commemorative postcards, and photobooks."
"Just think, boys and girls who adore you, especially girls, will want to collect the whole set!"
Eddie's tone was filled with urgency.
"We must hurry up. After the Triwizard Tournament is over, your enthusiasm will drop, and there will be no such good things by then!"
Listening to his fluent speech, he must have thought about it for a long time, and even made a detailed plan.
"I reject."
Scott still firmly refused.
Eddie's confident face immediately collapsed.
"What did you say?" He asked unwillingly, "Don't think about it anymore?"
Scott shook his head.
"You're crazy! That's Jin Gallon!"
Eddie's face was full of pain, and he looked like he had lost a hundred million.
"I know, but I still firmly refuse."
Scott crossed his arms.
"It's too weird to use my photo as a selling point!"
He felt ashamed just thinking about it.
"So, can I print your name on the badge?" Eddie asked persistently.
Scott was about to keep refusing, but George had already exposed Eddie.
"Didn't you already sell it, the badge with Scott's name on it."
"Oh, that's a badge specially made to cheer for Scott." Eddie argued, "Most of them are given out for free, and I didn't make any money."
"It's a lie, I asked, they bought it from you for three Sickles a piece!"
Hearing George's revelation, Scott stared at Eddie in the mirror with calm eyes.
Eddie took out a circular badge and pinned it on the lapel, and said with a smile: "This thing doesn't make money, really, look, this is just to show your support."
That badge is blue, and it will cycle through [Scott Trollope] and [Hogwarts Warriors, come on! ] The cursive characters.
This guy is cutting first and then playing
Scott narrowed his eyes.
"Oh, Eddie, my friend, I can forget about it."
He said slowly.
"But do you have my share of the money you make with this thing?"
Hearing that Scott wanted a piece of the action, Eddie was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and he almost barked his teeth and claws.
"No! This is the wizarding world, and the rules are different from the Muggle world, Scott!"
He retorted loudly.
"As far as I know, the Chocolate Frog Factory has never paid a single copper Knut to wizards who board their wizard cards!"
"there has never been!"
Using the famous chocolate frog as an example, he tried to justify his income and inviolate it.
At the same time, he also wanted to prove his noble character.
"And I am obviously much nobler than them!"
"I didn't put your picture on the product without permission! I even asked for your opinion!"
"Really? But I didn't agree." Scott looked at him suspiciously, "I find it hard to believe, will you really give up?"
He's not at Hogwarts, who knows if this guy Eddie will try to cheat again.
Sure enough, facing Scott's suspicion, Eddie smiled embarrassingly.
"If I use your photo, I will definitely give you a huge profit."
He stretched out his right hand and rubbed his thumb and index finger together.
Very good, as expected of Eddie, dare to make money from the frying pan.
Sure enough, when capital came to the world, blood and filth were dripping from every pore from beginning to end.
"Well, let's do it another way."
Scott immediately changed his mind.
Since Eddie, who had been completely corrupted by money, could not be stopped, he decided to take the initiative to participate. While avoiding his own embarrassment, he would not let his friends be corrupted too much.
"How?" Eddie's eyes lit up.
Obviously, although he said he would take risks for money, he was still afraid that Scott would settle accounts with him after he returned.
"Photos not allowed."
Scott speaks his bottom line.
Eddie looked disappointed, "Then?"
"Use portraits," Scott said. "Cartoon style, of course."
What he was thinking of was a style of painting that was very different from real people, so that he would not be embarrassed.
"Disney?" Eddie asked.
Scott nodded casually.
It doesn't matter whether it's Disney or the Japanese-style Q version. In short, stay away from real people.
"I'll give you portraits of all three warriors," he said to Eddie, "but on one condition."
"What conditions?" Eddie became interested.
"It's forbidden to use real photos and tell people that I drew them," Scott said.
Eddie thought about it and nodded in agreement.
But he also made a request, "Draw more, with different angles and different movements."
"No problem, I'm in charge of image drawing, you are in charge of cost, production and sales, I want 75% of the pure profit."
"What? I can only give you 50% at most!"
"I have sold my fame, image, and talent. It must be 70%!"
"Impossible, what I spent was time and money, as well as mental and physical energy, I will give you 55% at most!"
"65%, no less!"
"60%, no more!"
"make a deal!"
Scott hit the nail on the head.
"...Tch, deal!"
Eddie was still a little reluctant.
Scott laughed with satisfaction, "Very well, then it's decided."
Eddie nodded, his eyes seemed to think of something again.
"By the way, Scott, you gave Luna a birthday present, a singing mountain fairy, everyone is very envious."
"Then let them envy you."
Scott didn't follow his words.
"Goodbye."
He was ready to hang up the communication.
"Wait!" Eddie said quickly, "The toys you make with Transfiguration can also be sold as commodities!"
"Of course I know, but I don't want to sell."
Scott directly hung up the communication.
"Oh……"
Fred drew out his voice.
"Don't want to sell? Sure enough, is Luna special to you?"
"It's not a good idea to sell Transfiguration products, especially if you're making a toy like a nymph," Scott said.
"How to say?"
"If I make it with ordinary materials, then it will exist for a short time. If I use special materials, the cost will be very expensive, and the price will be more expensive. Who will buy it?"
"There are not many rich people in the wizarding world. Old Malfoy even bought broomsticks for all the Slytherin players!"
"That was in the past. If you still remember, now old Malfoy has been on the wanted list of the wizarding world because of the prison break in Azkaban."
Many Death Eaters from pure-blood families were recorded by Ms. Burns because of that incident, and many of them were even imprisoned in Azkaban.
Although Voldemort later rescued them, their situation is not good now.
Since Voldemort has not appeared since last summer vacation, the current Death Eaters can only hide in XZ under the pursuit of the Ministry of Magic.
Some have been caught again and locked up in Azkaban.
"Oh they deserve it."
Fred also remembered the current situation.
Just then, Cedric came over and joined their conversation.
"Did you know that the dementors who gathered in Azkaban in the past have been expelled. Because they betrayed the Ministry of Magic and took refuge in You-Know-Who."
He told Scott and Fred.
"My dad has a letter saying that Secretary Burns is planning to change the way Azkaban is run."
"Who's guarding there now?" Scott asked.
The "eyes" he left in Azkaban last summer have long since failed, and they can no longer monitor the situation there.
"It's the Ministry of Magic Aurors now," said Cedric, "but the Ministry is understaffed, and Minister Burns is actively seeking change."
Scott frowned, "Could it be that you want to expand the Auror team? This is not a good idea. Every Auror must undergo the most rigorous training and assessment before taking office."
Cedric shook his head.
"As you know, my dad works for the Department of Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures at the Ministry of Magic."
"At the suggestion of Minister Burns, they have already contacted a group of mermaids living in the North Sea."
"They are negotiating that the Ministry of Magic plans to hire a group of merfolk to guard the waters around Azkaban."
"Mermaid? I think this is a bad choice!" Fred opened his eyes wide. "Everyone knows that those guys can only live in water, they can't fly like dementors!"
Cedric explained, "In Minister Burns' plan, the mermaid only needs to be responsible for guarding the waters. In addition, she also plans to hire two fire dragons and several experts in taming fire dragons."
"Oh……"
Fred opened his mouth wide.
"I don't want to hear the news that Charlie will become the warden of Azkaban, then there will be three civil servants in our family! That will make me feel suffocated!"
"Three?" Scott asked in surprise.
Fred pouted.
"It's Percy. He has entered the Ministry of Magic and works in the Department of International Magical Cooperation. Mom is already very happy. Oh, I can imagine Percy's proud look now..."
Scott wasn't surprised by this.
Entering the Ministry of Magic has been Percy's goal all along, and his results at Hogwarts are also good enough.
The previous failure was also due to the turmoil in the current situation.
Scott ignored Fred's complaints and began to think about Ms. Burns' transformation plan for Azkaban.
Mermaid?
Fire dragon?
Scott thought Ms. Burns' idea was a good one, but would it really work?
That configuration should be barely enough to deal with ordinary wizards, but Voldemort is an exception.
Azkaban was like a back garden to Voldemort, unless Dumbledore stayed there all the time.
and……
"Do you know where all the dementors are?" he asked Cedric.
Cedric shook his head, "I don't know, my dad didn't mention it in the letter."
"Hopefully they can handle it," Scott said.
Otherwise, a horde of uncontrolled dementors roams around like a moving scourge, and it's not known how many wizards and Muggles will be killed.
Two days later, Scott received a mission report from Rimbaud.
It took a group of crows to plant Scott's "eyes" all over Edinburgh Castle, and it took two nights.
In addition, it also saw several wizards belonging to the All-Witches haunt the castle, including Milton's father, Mr. Graves.
Hearing that there was Mr. Graves, Scott felt a little complicated.
He didn't know what the composition of this friend's father was now.
Mr. Graves' attitude has always been vague, and what he said to Milton before does not know how much credibility it has.
In short, Scott decided to observe for a while before deciding whether to contact him.
He thought about whether to ask Milton, but after much consideration, he decided not to talk about these things with Milton.
"I see. Thanks for your hard work, well done."
After praising Rimbaud, Scott gave it another task.
"Send a crow to keep an eye on Mr. Graves, you don't have to go yourself."
Rimbaud immediately agreed.
After finishing the communication, Scott tapped on [Magic Mirror] with his finger.
Soon, he successfully connected to those "eyes" in Edinburgh, Scotland.
Rimbaud led the crows to plant a total of 50 "eyes" in the castle, covering almost all places inside and outside the castle.
Scott kept switching the perspectives of different "eyes", and soon had a general understanding of the structure of the castle.
It was already night, and he didn't see anyone else appear except the Muggle administrators.
After observing for a while, Scott turned off the surveillance screen.
It is impossible for him to monitor in real time all the time, and he can only quickly replay the stored surveillance video after a period of time.
Soon, he had a harvest on the second day after the surveillance started.
(End of this chapter)
