Chapter 862 Fairy Hall
It is actually not difficult to deal with goblins. They don’t like to beat around the bush. Just tell them the benefits simply and directly.
As the largest dealer in the global magic world, the Fairy Guild certainly has the ability to tamper with thousands of magic base stations at the same time.
British fans are not interested in the World Cup because of the Dark Mark, but compared with the whole of Europe, or even the whole world, the British Isles are nothing.
Tubber was quite interested in Bagman's new plan.
This is a deal with absolutely no capital investment, so how could a greedy fairy refuse it?
However, the previously agreed distribution of interests must be appropriately modified.
Why should they get half of the profits just by providing Wayne Enterprises' maintenance manuals?
After rounds of bargaining, Bagman finally gave in and agreed to a 70-30 split.
Taber looked distressed, "Ludo, don't say I'm not kind, 30% is already our greatest sincerity."
Bagman cursed inwardly.
He was still thinking about Yijiu when they first started talking. If he hadn't argued with reason, how could this greedy goblin show his "sincerity"?
But he was polite on the surface, "Director Taber, I'll be satisfied with 30%."
With so many fans in the global wizarding community, plus those old gamblers, any small profit could offset the IOU.
The two parties signed a new magic contract, and Bagman then handed the Wayne Enterprises maintenance manual to Taber.
"If you don't want your plan to fail, don't act in advance without authorization. I tried it out during the day and found that they are very efficient."
Taber smiled disdainfully. "You mean Wayne? He is indeed very accomplished in alchemy, but he is just a child after all."
Bagman snorted, "You'd better not underestimate him. I got a message from the Ministry that he was using a time turner until this summer vacation."
Taber thought of the previous news reports. The front-page photo was indeed not what a 15-year-old child should look like.
Thinking of the previous defeat of the master's wizard cards, it immediately suppressed the disdain on its face.
"Ludo, I will notify other branches and ask everyone to pay more attention."
Seeing that it began to take it seriously, Bagman didn't say much, got up and left the Fairy Hall alone.
After he left, Ferdie, wearing gorgeous armor, came to Taber and said, "Director, do you really believe in Ludo, this gambler?"
Taber shook his head. "I never believed in him. I believed in human nature."
Ferdie looked confused, "Humanity? Isn't this a Muggle thing?"
Taber's smile was full of sarcasm. "Muggles still have many good points. How could those short-sighted wizards understand that?"
Human nature is quite complicated. Even humans cannot fully understand it, let alone fairies.
But with a little research, you will know the pathological psychology of gamblers like Bagman.
In order to win and turn things around, he will definitely use any means necessary.
Ferdy nodded his head, not quite understanding, "Director, our cooperation with him will definitely offend Wayne. We have to consider the possible impact in advance."
The smile on Taber's face instantly turned cold, "Offended? When did we offend Wayne?"
Ferdie was stunned for a moment, then he grinned, "Yes, Bagman was the one who ordered everything. We are innocent."
From ancient times to the present, alchemists have been one of the most unoffensive professions in the magic world.
They can easily create all kinds of magical and fantastic alchemical props, especially the top ones. To offend them is not only to offend countless wizards who have requests from them, but also to offend countless magical races.
Wayne Enterprises can broadcast the World Cup worldwide, so it must have good relations with the magical governments of various countries.
And its leader, Vincent Wayne, is a promising young wizard. If he were still just a child, there would be no need to worry too much.
But based on what Bagman had just said, who knew how much time he had gained with the Time-Turner.
At the age of 11, he could confront the dark wizard professor, at the age of 12, he subdued a thousand-year-old basilisk, at the age of 13, he even made a group of pure-blood gentlemen run around in circles, and at the age of 14, he even caught a Death Eater who had disappeared for more than ten years.
Now he didn't know how much he had grown, and the goblin who was proficient in calculations certainly didn't want to offend him.
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Eggplant Restaurant,
Vincent, who was having a candlelight dinner with Hermione, sneezed very suddenly.
Before he finished one, he hit three in a row.
One is being remembered by someone, two is someone saying bad things about you behind your back, and three is catching a cold.
Vincent took the napkin that Hermione handed him, "That's strange, I don't feel cold."
He has had an excellent physique since he was a child. The last time he caught a cold was when he was in elementary school, shirtless and making a snowman in the middle of winter.
Counting the time, it has been almost 10 years.
Hermione muttered quietly, "Professor Dumbledore seemed to have said that he hadn't been sick for more than half a century..."
Vincent folded the used napkin carefully and put it aside. "No need to guess. Someone must be plotting against me."
"Ah?" Hermione thought about it and found that it was possible.
It's not that she is superstitious, but magic is really amazing.
For example, when a wizard saves the life of another wizard, the person being saved owes a life debt to the saver.
The special bond established between the two parties will unconsciously drive the wizard who owes the debt to repay the life debt. This bond will exist even if they are enemies, regardless of whether the parties are willing or not.
Vincent is a natural master of Occlumency, so he might be more able to sense malicious intent than an ordinary wizard.
Hermione frowned, "Do you think it's a bit of a coincidence that the magical projections at the Ministry of Magic and the gymnasium malfunctioned at the same time today?"
These are all products produced on automated assembly lines. If they happened in different regions, it would be fine, but the probability of simultaneous failures within the country is almost impossible.
"It's really such a coincidence." Vincent looked at the time on the magic communicator.
It is now 8: in the evening, and Fanni and Boye should still be repairing equipment in the gymnasium.
He gently smoothed Hermione's frown with his hand, "Let's go over and take a look after we finish eating."
"it is good."
Twenty minutes later, the pair appeared at the sports hall in Dartmoor.
As expected, Bo Ye was still repairing the last magic projector, while Fanni was sitting beside him happily holding Krum's autographed poster.
Vincent twitched his lips and quietly came behind Fanny.
"what are you doing?"
Fanni was so frightened that he threw the poster in his arms into the sky.
When he turned around and saw his chairman, the poster had already been taken in his hand.
"Slacking off at work?" Vincent returned the poster to him. "Don't do it again."
Fanni felt a sour nose.
Back when they were in Knockturn Alley, they all lived in fear.
Either they worry about being persecuted by their peers, or they are afraid of being visited by their enemies.
His eyes were red, and he hugged the poster tightly in his arms, "Chairman, I..."
“No.” Vincent stepped back slightly. “I don’t buy it.”
Fanni sniffed pretentiously and said, "I have been planning this for so long. Chairman, can't you just cooperate a little?"
Vincent glared at him unhappily and said, "If you want to be sentimental, go find Abraham and the others. I don't have time to accompany you right now."
Fanni put away the poster with a pout.
But he quickly perked up again, "Chairman, why did you come here suddenly?"
"I have some things I need to confirm."
"Confirm what?"
"Confirm whether the failure that occurred this time was a coincidence."
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