Chapter 176 Letter from Dumbledore
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
Lupine succeeded in taking up the post of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Tweel succeeded in relaxing, Malvolio succeeded in making great achievements, and the werewolves successfully received a suite in Azkaban.
We all have a bright future!
Tver lived in comfort for a long time.
Stay at Cynthia's house every day, read books, drink afternoon tea, and then discuss the mask business and company management with Jeff, and practice fighting skills with Malvolio and Cynthia.
Occasionally, there are letters from Lu Ping, discussing the course arrangements for the new school year.
Like last school year, they will share all classes and teach students on an alternating basis.
To Tweel's delight, though, Lupine came up with a lot of very good ideas for the course.
Although he does not know how to use test questions to improve students' understanding of theoretical content, he has sufficient experience in practice, especially in dealing with dark creatures.
In his words——
"In the past few years, I have encountered more dark creatures than wizards."
So Tweel safely handed over most of the content in the textbook to Lupine, and even took it upon himself to help him ask Dumbledore for a salary increase.
Of course two people join together!
It's just that Dumbledore hasn't replied yet...
But no matter what, Tver was still in a good mood, smiling even when discussing business with Jeff.
"Master, Mr. Lucius excitedly made a lot of suggestions."
Jeff brought over a stack of paper, which was densely covered with words.
"...Just throw it in the trash can." Tver couldn't stop laughing.
Ever since the first masks became a hit in the Muggle world, the company's reputation has skyrocketed.
Even though the first batch was given away for free, not only did they not make any money, they also lost a fortune.
But it is the free gift that is so effective that the entire British fashion industry is discussing the magical effects of facial masks.
So before the second batch of facial masks was produced, many businessmen flocked to the company like sharks smelling blood.
According to their bid, the deposit alone is enough to recover the investment cost.
In order to boost Lucius's confidence, Tver "accidentally" revealed the news to him.
He checked the information for a few days and added a lot of Muggle knowledge before he realized -
With a [-]% stake, he earned the money of an entire Quidditch team in just a few days!
It’s the latest Firebolt!
Even though this money cannot be exchanged for gold galleons, with so many stores supplying raw material agreements, they can harvest galleons that fill their treasury at any time!
Lucius was so excited that he couldn't sleep well for several days. Finally, he was kicked out of bed by his wife Narcissa, ran to the study, and racked his brains to write down a lot of suggestions.
Of course, they are all suggestions to use magic to control various people and then promote products.
If he didn't still have some sense left and knew not to attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic and the Wizards' Federation, he would have done it privately.
But these suggestions will obviously not be implemented. After coming to Tver, they will end up in the trash can.
Not even a trash can is used.
Jeff waved his hand, and the paper in his hand turned into a ball of fire and disappeared.
"What about the second batch of products? Do you want to sell them directly?"
Hearing this, Tver couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"No, in addition to giving it to a few stores in the second batch, half will be sold and half will be kept."
"After the effect of the half obtained is released, the rest will be slowly released."
"Isn't it all for sale? Why is it so complicated?" At this time, Malvolio also finished the day's trusteeship work and returned home.
"We need to create the illusion of scarcity in the market." Tver knew that he had a bad expression without looking in the mirror. "In this way, the facial mask can be transferred from the fashion world to a social topic."
"By then, everyone, men and women, old and young, will know about the existence of facial masks."
The technology at this time was far less developed than later generations, and news was not spread as well. Simply advertising in newspapers or on TV could only attract the attention of specific groups of people.
But as long as it forms a social topic, hunger marketing can be discussed by the public as a hot topic.
The intangible advertising revenue is endless!
After this period of training, Malvolio also became familiar with his cunning business methods.
So after thinking about it for a while, I realized the power of this method.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's a good thing you're not short of money, otherwise you could defeat the financial order of the magical world just with money."
Tver put away his excited expression, with a hint of disdain.
"If I really tried to do this, the Ministry of Magic and Gringotts would come to visit me the next day, confiscate my property, and throw me into Azkaban on some crime."
"Even if there are loopholes in their rules, even if their laws don't prohibit it."
This is how the financial order in the magical world remains "stable", so it is still a somewhat rough world.
Only strength can truly protect wealth.
For example, the Malfoy family spent many years and money to get in touch with the Ministry of Magic, while Dumbledore only had to wait for the Ministry of Magic to curry favor.
That's why Tver's focus has never been on making money.
"Okay, come and have a wonderful and exciting duel with me!" With a wave of his hand, he completed the protective measures in this room.
When Jeff saw that the atmosphere was not good, he quickly ran away on his short legs - "Master, I'm going to prepare dinner for you."
Malvolio immediately grimaced: "Where's Cynthia, wasn't she willing to be your sparring partner at first?"
"I don't know why," Tver scratched his head strangely, "She has been coming home much late recently, and she always comes back in time for dinner."
Thinking of the intensity of the recent battle, Malvolio immediately realized the reason.
That’s not because I’m afraid of being beaten by you…
But he didn't dare to say this. If he was offended, Tver could beat him until tomorrow morning!
After this period of combat practice, Tver has mastered the spell-casting skills left behind by Ravenclaw.
The casting speed is obviously much faster, and the understanding of transformation is becoming increasingly sophisticated.
In fact, fighting him is not very dangerous, after all, we are teammates now.
But tired!
The overwhelming amount of magic is flying over as if there is no need for magic, so forget it, there will be transformation spells coming from all directions!
If he were not careful, even a strong man of Malvolio's level would be hit, and he would be tied up with a rope for a few seconds in shame.
Even if it's just for a few seconds, that's enough for them to be teased all day long!
Fortunately, before they even got into their fighting stance, Jeff came back holding an owl.
"Master, here is a letter from you."
Tver took it in confusion, his face becoming more solemn as he looked at it.
"What's the matter?" Malvolio asked.
"Dumbledore will come tomorrow, but not here, but at the teacher's home in Austria..."
We all have a bright future!
Tver lived in comfort for a long time.
Stay at Cynthia's house every day, read books, drink afternoon tea, and then discuss the mask business and company management with Jeff, and practice fighting skills with Malvolio and Cynthia.
Occasionally, there are letters from Lu Ping, discussing the course arrangements for the new school year.
Like last school year, they will share all classes and teach students on an alternating basis.
To Tweel's delight, though, Lupine came up with a lot of very good ideas for the course.
Although he does not know how to use test questions to improve students' understanding of theoretical content, he has sufficient experience in practice, especially in dealing with dark creatures.
In his words——
"In the past few years, I have encountered more dark creatures than wizards."
So Tweel safely handed over most of the content in the textbook to Lupine, and even took it upon himself to help him ask Dumbledore for a salary increase.
Of course two people join together!
It's just that Dumbledore hasn't replied yet...
But no matter what, Tver was still in a good mood, smiling even when discussing business with Jeff.
"Master, Mr. Lucius excitedly made a lot of suggestions."
Jeff brought over a stack of paper, which was densely covered with words.
"...Just throw it in the trash can." Tver couldn't stop laughing.
Ever since the first masks became a hit in the Muggle world, the company's reputation has skyrocketed.
Even though the first batch was given away for free, not only did they not make any money, they also lost a fortune.
But it is the free gift that is so effective that the entire British fashion industry is discussing the magical effects of facial masks.
So before the second batch of facial masks was produced, many businessmen flocked to the company like sharks smelling blood.
According to their bid, the deposit alone is enough to recover the investment cost.
In order to boost Lucius's confidence, Tver "accidentally" revealed the news to him.
He checked the information for a few days and added a lot of Muggle knowledge before he realized -
With a [-]% stake, he earned the money of an entire Quidditch team in just a few days!
It’s the latest Firebolt!
Even though this money cannot be exchanged for gold galleons, with so many stores supplying raw material agreements, they can harvest galleons that fill their treasury at any time!
Lucius was so excited that he couldn't sleep well for several days. Finally, he was kicked out of bed by his wife Narcissa, ran to the study, and racked his brains to write down a lot of suggestions.
Of course, they are all suggestions to use magic to control various people and then promote products.
If he didn't still have some sense left and knew not to attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic and the Wizards' Federation, he would have done it privately.
But these suggestions will obviously not be implemented. After coming to Tver, they will end up in the trash can.
Not even a trash can is used.
Jeff waved his hand, and the paper in his hand turned into a ball of fire and disappeared.
"What about the second batch of products? Do you want to sell them directly?"
Hearing this, Tver couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"No, in addition to giving it to a few stores in the second batch, half will be sold and half will be kept."
"After the effect of the half obtained is released, the rest will be slowly released."
"Isn't it all for sale? Why is it so complicated?" At this time, Malvolio also finished the day's trusteeship work and returned home.
"We need to create the illusion of scarcity in the market." Tver knew that he had a bad expression without looking in the mirror. "In this way, the facial mask can be transferred from the fashion world to a social topic."
"By then, everyone, men and women, old and young, will know about the existence of facial masks."
The technology at this time was far less developed than later generations, and news was not spread as well. Simply advertising in newspapers or on TV could only attract the attention of specific groups of people.
But as long as it forms a social topic, hunger marketing can be discussed by the public as a hot topic.
The intangible advertising revenue is endless!
After this period of training, Malvolio also became familiar with his cunning business methods.
So after thinking about it for a while, I realized the power of this method.
"Tsk tsk tsk, it's a good thing you're not short of money, otherwise you could defeat the financial order of the magical world just with money."
Tver put away his excited expression, with a hint of disdain.
"If I really tried to do this, the Ministry of Magic and Gringotts would come to visit me the next day, confiscate my property, and throw me into Azkaban on some crime."
"Even if there are loopholes in their rules, even if their laws don't prohibit it."
This is how the financial order in the magical world remains "stable", so it is still a somewhat rough world.
Only strength can truly protect wealth.
For example, the Malfoy family spent many years and money to get in touch with the Ministry of Magic, while Dumbledore only had to wait for the Ministry of Magic to curry favor.
That's why Tver's focus has never been on making money.
"Okay, come and have a wonderful and exciting duel with me!" With a wave of his hand, he completed the protective measures in this room.
When Jeff saw that the atmosphere was not good, he quickly ran away on his short legs - "Master, I'm going to prepare dinner for you."
Malvolio immediately grimaced: "Where's Cynthia, wasn't she willing to be your sparring partner at first?"
"I don't know why," Tver scratched his head strangely, "She has been coming home much late recently, and she always comes back in time for dinner."
Thinking of the intensity of the recent battle, Malvolio immediately realized the reason.
That’s not because I’m afraid of being beaten by you…
But he didn't dare to say this. If he was offended, Tver could beat him until tomorrow morning!
After this period of combat practice, Tver has mastered the spell-casting skills left behind by Ravenclaw.
The casting speed is obviously much faster, and the understanding of transformation is becoming increasingly sophisticated.
In fact, fighting him is not very dangerous, after all, we are teammates now.
But tired!
The overwhelming amount of magic is flying over as if there is no need for magic, so forget it, there will be transformation spells coming from all directions!
If he were not careful, even a strong man of Malvolio's level would be hit, and he would be tied up with a rope for a few seconds in shame.
Even if it's just for a few seconds, that's enough for them to be teased all day long!
Fortunately, before they even got into their fighting stance, Jeff came back holding an owl.
"Master, here is a letter from you."
Tver took it in confusion, his face becoming more solemn as he looked at it.
"What's the matter?" Malvolio asked.
"Dumbledore will come tomorrow, but not here, but at the teacher's home in Austria..."
