Chapter 395 Ninth Floor

"???" Harry had a question mark on his forehead, "What can support a family's wealth?"

"It's your quick-smooth hair and scalp care product!" Ginny said angrily, "The quick-acting acne-removing sugar made by Fred and his friends is also a family product with small profits but quick turnover. As a result, the Ministry of Magic not only used dad's work He and his brothers were threatened with their studies, and they also took the opportunity to gain the right to legally process and sell the products. Dad said they only dared to do so much because they saw Fred and the others being minors."

"Smooth scalp conditioner?" Harry expressed confusion, "What is that??"

Ginny's eyes widened, "You don't even know about your family's own products?"

Harry held up his hands to express that he really didn't know.

Ginny slapped her forehead, "Aren't you curious about where the Galleons in your vault come from?"

Harry looked confused, "Of course it was left by my parents?"

Ginny was completely speechless. She stared at Harry for a long time, making him feel a little embarrassed before she said, "That's the dividends given to your Potter family by other businessmen! Because that's a lot of money, and Potter The family is not the kind of family that spends money lavishly, so it leaves behind a huge wealth.”

Harry nodded doubtfully, "Why don't I know about this, but you know about it, Ginny?"

"Didn't my stupid brother even tell you about this?" Ginny's anger welled up, and her face turned red from suppressing it. "Mother repeatedly told him to explain the common sense of the magical world to you. It's best to talk to you. Introduce the history of your family. After all, you are the final descendant of the Potter family. If you don’t even know anything about your family’s past, how big a deal it is for those seniors who have made outstanding contributions to the development of the family. What a blow!"

Harry said awkwardly, "He may have forgotten..."

"Don't worry, I will tell mom about this." Ginny said decisively, "If my brother can't even do such a simple thing, I can take over his job!"

Harry mourned for his good gay friend, always feeling that he had unintentionally tricked him again.

"Well, let's talk about that later..." Harry pointed to a pile of scraps of paper at their feet, "I just want to know how to deal with these things... It shouldn't be a good idea to be discovered..."

Ginny was stunned, yes, they seemed to want to get rid of these waste papers at first.

The two stared at each other for a long time before Ginny asked, "Um, do you know the repair spell?"

Harry hurriedly took out his wand and started shouting, "Repair it as before! Repair it as before! Repair it as before!"

However, as if he was joking, not a single piece of paper came together obediently.

"Why, why is this happening?" Harry looked at the wand in his hand in disbelief. Is it broken? No, no, why did my wand break inexplicably? "Repair it as before! Repair it as before! Repair it as before!"

Harry shouted again.

Unfortunately, those scraps of paper still had no reaction.

For a moment, the only sound in the elevator was Harry's excited breathing.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it." Ginny frowned, carefully recalling the books she had seen, "The Restoration Charm was written by Orabella Nutley, a former employee of the Office for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Magic at the British Ministry of Magic. Invention, because she once used this spell to repair the accidentally destroyed Roman Colosseum, which caused a huge sensation in the magic world, and this spell became popular. The repair spell can only be used on inanimate objects, and is prohibited from being used on living objects. . It has a very significant effect on repairing most materials, but the damage caused by some rare and powerful curses cannot be repaired by this spell."

Harry looked at the scraps of paper on the ground, "This seems to be called ordinary paper..."

Ginny shook her head, "Actually, it's not ordinary. The production of magic notes is the same as parchment. It requires many processes, but parchment is used in a wider range. Some older rituals, such as making a contract, require parchment. assistance.”

"So, you think it's because these papers are too special that they can't be repaired?" Harry lowered his head in frustration, "That's really unfortunate."

"I think it may be because there is a powerful magic spell attached to it," Ginny said, "such as burning after reading."

Harry was a little confused, "But, didn't you say that these papers are special?"

Ginny rolled her eyes, "Don't forget who invented the Repair Charm! Orabella Nutley was originally an employee of the Ministry of Magic. Do you think she hasn't seen this kind of magic note? This thing is very early It has been popularized in the Ministry of Magic before!"

Harry looked at the scraps of paper on the ground and became even more distressed, "Then, what should we do? How to deal with these scraps of paper."

Ginny is also a bit numb. Forget about the small notes passed around at work, the orders sent to other departments will be destroyed after being read!

This is simply not giving people a way to survive!

"How about... let's ask Hermione?" Ginny immediately thought of her friend, "Maybe she and Robert can find a way to restore these paper planes?"

Harry nodded hurriedly, "Okay, okay, let's go find them quickly."

However, at this moment, the elevator door opened.

Looking at the empty corridor outside the house, Harry felt his heart beat violently, as if there was something at the end of the corridor that was attracting all his attention.

"Come - come - come -" Something was calling him, from the bottom of his heart.

Harry was startled and seemed ready to act because his curiosity was aroused.

"This seems to be the ninth floor? Are we here now?" Ginny looked at the dark walls around her in confusion, "I remember my father said that the entrance to the Department of Mysteries is a dark corridor. We want to go see it. One look, Harry?"

She had forgotten about the scraps of paper on the ground.

"Of course!" Harry said decisively, "I feel like there is something waiting for me there, as if calling me to go and take a look!"

Ginny jumped out of the elevator without saying a word, followed closely by Harry. The two walked through the long corridor and opened the door at the end. Behind the door was a circular room with twelve inlaid inlays on the wall. A black wooden door without any markings.

"Are we allowed to choose one at random?" Ginny looked at the doors in confusion, then turned to look at Harry, "Which one do you think it is?"

Harry looked at the doors, and then hesitantly pointed to a black portal that looked ordinary, no different from other doors.

"this."

"Then let's enter this one!" Ginny decided, and the two of them ran towards the door on the left and disappeared behind it.