The Ancient Wizards of Hogwarts

The car driven by the goblin carried several people on the railway track, passing through the underground tunnels of Gringotts and reaching various vaults. Harley took a small bag of gold from the family's vault, and Ash visited the Black family's vault 123.

There is a saying that the Black family is indeed extremely rich. The mountains of gold galleons reflected dazzling light, and many precious collections were preserved among them. These were without exception the wealth accumulated by the Black family over hundreds of years.

But now, these riches belong to Ash.

Back in the car, Hermione still couldn't help herself for a long time and couldn't help but ask:

"The same goes for the Malfoy family treasury?"

"Roughly the same."

Cassandra nodded seriously, "But my father is more accustomed to keeping the truly precious collections at home, and the vault basically only has gold galleons."

"Only?" Hermione wanted to complain. She could only exchange 50 Galleons every year. Even if she could make an exception to exchange 100 Galleons this year, she would only have 400 Galleons in seven years. And a handful of them in the Black family's treasury would cost her more than her seven years in the wizarding world.

And although it was Hermione's second time to come to Gringotts, this was her first time entering Gringotts' underground vault. Everything here was so novel to her.

Harley asked curiously:

"How many vaults are there exactly here?"

"Thousands, hundreds, countless."

The goblin driving the car spoke with great pride, "This is the safest bank in the wizarding world. All wizards are proud to be able to use Gringotts for their own private vaults."

Hermione asked:

"How many are used?"

"It's confidential."

The goblin gave a serious warning, but at the end he changed the topic and said, "One thousand two hundred and seventy-three, each one is completely independent and absolutely safe!"

"Of course, there are always some vaults that are safer than others. Gringotts has a history of more than five hundred years, and vault 12 is of the same age. It is located in the deepest part of Gringotts. Ah, just in front of!"

Seeing that he was getting closer to the vault, Ash suddenly asked:

"When was the last time anyone used this vault?"

The goblin recalled: "For hundreds of years, very few people have visited this vault. The most recent time was eighty-three years ago. It was the second time the same guest visited here."

Snapped!

The goblin jumped out of the car with a lantern, crossed the disc-shaped platform, and came to the closed door of the treasury.

Boom!

With a huge roar, the heavy door slowly opened.

The goblin made a respectful gesture of invitation:

"Vault 12."

The three little ones curiously looked inside, but they only saw an ordinary dilapidated stone room, with mottled traces of time everywhere. They didn't even see a single gold galleon, and the niches on both sides were littered with objects. A few silver cups were poured out.

There is no doubt that this is completely beyond the three little ones' expectations!

They expected to see a scene similar to the Black family vault, but they didn't expect it to be like this.

"Is this too worn?" Harley asked quietly.

Cassandra said firmly:

"It can't be that simple, there must be a mechanism!"

Ash suddenly turned back to look at the goblin and asked in surprise:

"Aren't you going to close the door?"

"oh."

The goblin was stunned for a moment, and then replied respectfully, "That was the previous rule. The previous owner of the vault requested that the door be kept open. Of course, I can also close the door if you need it."

Ash ordered:

"Close it and open it in ten minutes."

"Cassandra, wait for me outside."

"As you wish."

The goblin waved his hand, and the heavy door was instantly closed tightly driven by magic power, and even the mechanism was quickly locked with a clicking sound.

Hermione and the other three were taken aback, not expecting such a development at all.

At the same time, Ash in the vault had opened the door at the end of the stone room.

Behind the door is a spacious hall built in a style very similar to the map's secret room. Everything here is made of some kind of strange metal, reflecting magnificent light against the flames that automatically ignite in the brazier.

Ash had just stepped into the hall, and the smooth floor instantly 'melted' into a boiling ocean. A giant metal statue slowly rose from the 'ocean'. It was covered with complex mysterious inscriptions, and dim light shone in the patterns in the sky.

When the behemoth-like colossus completely rose to the 'sea level', the boiling ocean turned back into the smooth floor, and the original dim light of the colossus in front of him instantly became extremely dazzling, which seemed to contain endless The magic!

"Professor Figo did this?" Ash looked a little surprised.

There are also a large number of stone statues in Hogwarts, but those stone statues are only enchanted to make them move at critical moments. The biggest difference between the Pensieve Guardian and them is that the Pensieve Guardian possesses a huge amount of magical power in its body, which is considered a huge amount even for a wizard!

Although the Pensieve Guardian cannot cast magic with the help of these magic powers, the magic itself can still give it extremely high magic resistance. This means that it would be extremely difficult for any wizard to defeat the Pensieve Keeper, but there are exceptions to everything - such as ancient magic.

Facing the Pensieve Guardian, ordinary wizards can only cast spells to consume its magic power over and over again and fight a protracted battle - but this is only in theory. In fact, most wizards will exhaust the Pensieve Guardian's magic power. Killed before.

In the face of modern magic, the Guardian of the Pensieve is undoubtedly an insurmountable mountain.

But in the face of ancient magic, the Pensieve Guardian is as brittle as paper, because ancient magic can directly detonate the majestic magic power in the Pensieve Guardian! And there is often only one consequence of doing so -

BOOM!

The giant statue raised the giant sword in its hand, which was also glowing with blue light, and slashed it down at Ash below him. However, the moment it swung its sword, accompanied by the brilliant light explosion raging from its body, the seemingly indestructible giant statue was instantly shattered by the burst of magic!

This is the violent aesthetics of ancient magic, simple and crude, powerful and powerful!

Ash put away his wand and walked towards the center of the hall.

There was a pensieve there, with a small, beautifully decorated bottle suspended above it.

Snapped!

Ash uncorked the bottle, dripped the tears inside into the pensieve, put his hands on the countertop and dipped his cheek into it.

Guided by a burst of black mist, his consciousness gradually sank, and he finally appeared in a vast hall with a towering dome, which was the hall where Ash was!

But at this time, there was no Ash in the hall, only an old man.

The old man held a magic wand and sketched out the prototype of a metal colossus, which was the guardian of the pensieve!

"Ah, Ash, I believe the person who can enter here must be you!"

When the carving of the giant statue was completed, the old man's tone was extremely surprised, "Do you still remember the theory you told me? As long as you master the correct method, even ordinary wizards can use ancient magic. I think you are right, My success reinforces this!”

"Although I can still only make a colossus similar to the Pensieve Guardian, I can't use ancient magic like you."

"But this is still a huge progress for the wizarding world!"

"..."

Ash's mind was withdrawn from the pensieve, and he felt inexplicably emotional.

Professor Figo is not a genius, but he is persistent enough.

He and his wife, Miriam, have devoted almost their entire lives to this task, trying to bring back that lost knowledge. Although their efforts have always yielded little results, at the end of their lives, they finally achieved some gratifying results.

Unfortunately, Professor Figo is still too conservative.

He did not choose to compile his findings into a book and publish them as a paper because he was worried that his research results would be used by ambitious people like Lanlock, which would probably bring disaster to the wizarding world that had been hit hard at the time.

For this reason, Professor Figo gave up the honor that was rightfully his, and kept all his inheritance in Vault 12, leaving it to Ash, hoping that one day Ash would make his research results see the light of day.

But it's a pity...

"Reducto!"

Ash waved his wand gently and instantly shattered the pensieve in front of him. He murmured softly:

"Professor Figo is a noble man, but unfortunately, I am not."

——

After leaving Gringotts, the three little ones ate sweet strawberry peanut butter ice cream and strolled around Diagon Alley happily. For them, this day is not only a day to purchase textbooks, but also a rare leisure time.

However, even on days like this, Hermione still misses the bookstore.

Hermione licked the ice cream and said seriously:

"I have to buy some ink and parchment, and a complete set of Lockhart books, and with the remaining money I can buy another copy of Newt Scamander's Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them...well, maybe A copy of Professor Winn-Dixie’s Curses and Counter-Curses.”

"Hermione, we are only in the first year!" Harry complained in a low voice as she had a headache.

"second grade,"

Hermione sternly corrected her mistake, then started lecturing with a straight face, "Also, Harry, learning has no age limit!"

While Hermione kept preaching, Harley shrugged and looked at Ash pitifully:

"Ash, can I come and stay at your house for a while?"

Although she was very happy living at Hermione's house, Hermione would drag her to study for at least half a day every day. Who could stand this!

Ash smiled and nodded:

"Of course, Hermione can come too."

Hermione asked hesitantly:

"Hmm~ Can I bring a book?"

"Hermione!"

Kassandra's tone was also a little helpless, "Even if you are studying, you must pay attention to the balance between work and rest! You should relax and try to do something that makes you happy. Well, for example, after studying, I also Train Ravshini and the others.”

Hermione replied seriously:

"But, I think reading is a very happy thing."

"..." Kassandra was speechless for a moment. She wanted to speak but stopped, and stopped talking but wanted to.

Although Cassandra will also take the initiative to study during the holidays, she does it more just to not lose face in class and to get a better score and ranking in the exam, but this does not mean how much she likes reading!

In this aspect at least, she was completely different from Hermione.

"Ash, what do you think?" Hermione turned to Ash for advice.

"Then let's go buy books first."

Ash rubbed Hermione's thick brown hair and warned, "Buy it, buy it, but you can't read for more than an hour a day at my house!"

"An hour is too little."

Hermione wrinkled her nose and retorted, "At least five...well, three hours."

"Then three hours, you said so yourself!" Ash smiled slyly.

"Eh?" Hermione blinked. She had been fighting for three hours, so why did she feel like she was at a loss?

Harley quietly gave Ash a victory sign. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the boy in front of the roadside shop and said in surprise:

"Is that Ron Weasley?"

Hermione followed his gaze and saw a red-haired boy staring longingly at the full set of Chudley Cannons robes displayed in the window of the Quidditch boutique.

Ash shouted:

"Ron."

Ron turned around and saw Ash. He wanted to say hello, but when he saw the three people around him, he couldn't help but hesitated and didn't know what to say.

Ash saw his embarrassment and asked proactively:

"Why are you here alone?"

Ron replied honestly:

"Mom, dad and Ginny are at Flourish and Blotts, Fred and George are guarding the Leaky Cauldron, and as for Percy..."

He curled his lips and pointed to a certain shop on the right, "He's reading over there."

Ash looked in the direction he was pointing. It was an old grocery store selling second-hand goods. The shelves were filled with old wands and old cloaks stained with medicine. Percy was sitting next to the shelf, reading attentively. A very boring book: "How Prefects Gain Power".

There was another book on the chair next to him, with "My Prefect's Girlfriend" written on the cover.

When Ash and the others arrived at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, the outside was already crowded with wizards.

There is also a banner hanging upstairs at Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore, which reads in eye-catching large letters:

Gilderoy Lockhart

Signed autobiography for sale

"Magical Me"

Today 12:30-16:30 pm

Hermione thought they were all here for this, until they heard the sound of fighting coming from the bookstore as they approached, and the wizards at the door were looking into the bookstore with gloating, and from time to time they could hear the woman's surprise. He shouted and the clerk hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't do this, Arthur, don't do this!"

"Two gentlemen! This is a public place. If you do this again, I will have to ask you out!"

Cassandra's eyes became a little suspicious:

"I seem to hear my father's name?"

Ash's expression was a little subtle:

"Want to go in and have a look?"

Cassandra decisively rejected: "No, I don't want to be embarrassed with him."

How can a wizard beat each other with fists like a Muggle and still get beaten to pieces?

He took Hermione and Harry and hid in a drugstore on the side of the road.

"Here. Little girl, take your book. This is the best thing your father can give you!"

Cassandra could hear Lucius's cold and vicious voice through the door, and soon they saw him walking out of the bookstore covering his swollen right eye and leaving without looking back.

Hermione asked hesitantly, "Is that your father?"

This was her first time meeting Cassandra's father, and it was completely different from what she had imagined.

"Um……"

Being seen by her friend in such an embarrassing scene, Cassandra felt ashamed and said in a low voice:

"Isn't it embarrassing?"

"Hmm~"

Hermione didn't know how to respond, so she said after careful consideration, "I think Mr. Malfoy...well, he has a real character."

This high-EQ answer made Cassandra blush and lower her head, because even she felt that Hermione's evaluation was a bit exaggerated.

The theatergoers outside the bookstore had dispersed, and the Weasleys also left the bookstore with their little daughter. Although Lucius had left, Mr. Weasley was still trembling with anger. It was Mrs. Weasley who forced him to take him away from the bookstore. From time to time, Mrs. Weasley could not hear the angry roar. :

"You are such a good role model! What will the children think of you when you fight in public? What will Gilderoy Lockhart think?"

Harley whispered:

"It feels so weird."

Harley felt like they were hiding here like a few little spies.

"It's very strange."

Hermione also whispered: "I never thought that the duel between two pure-blood wizards would be played in this way."

Cassandra blushed so hard that she didn't dare to answer. She just felt that those two people had completely embarrassed the pure blood!

In view of the girl's complicated mood, Ash said softly:

"Cassandra, you and Harry stay here, Hermione and I go shopping for books."

Cassandra didn't object and just sat down on the chair silently. Harley winked at Ash and mouthed silently:

"I'll take good care of her."

Ash and Hermione walked out of the drugstore, and Gilderoy Lockhart sat at the table signing autographs for every fan who lined up to buy his autobiography.

Next to him was a short man holding a large black camera, jumping back and forth in front of him looking for angles to take pictures. Every time the flash flashed dazzlingly, streams of purple smoke came out of the camera.

Ash finished paying the bill at the counter, looked at the girl holding a pile of books, and said in a surprised tone:

"I thought you were going to ask him for an autograph."

Hermione frowned and said bluntly:

"I like his books, but I don't like him."

"Why?"

"I just heard that he asked someone to write a report about the fight. The title should be changed to 'Two pure-blood families fight over Lockhart's autobiography.' This is absolutely not true!"

"And he is actually the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. No wonder the list is full of his books!"

Hermione was furious. She had thought the author would be an excellent wizard, just like what he described in his books. However, the higher her expectations, the greater her disappointment. She discovered that Lockhart was completely different from the intelligent, humorous, and powerful wizard described in the book!

After hearing Hermione's complaints, Cassandra's evaluation was even more ruthless:

"There is no doubt that Lockhart is completely different from what is written in his books. I even think that the reason why Lockhart became the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is to sell his autobiography. Each of the seven books costs 5 Galleons, plus the autobiography, a total of 40 galleons."

"And these books are compulsory for all students in the school. There are a thousand students in Hogwarts, which adds up to at least 40,000 gold galleons. This is much higher than the salary of a Hogwarts professor!"

"It won't happen." Harley whispered, still holding on to some hope.

Hogwarts wouldn't hire a useless wizard to teach them, right?

Even if Luoha has special intentions, his strength shouldn't be fake, right? Otherwise, the content in the book would not be sought after by so many wizards.

——

When the four of them returned to the Leaky Cauldron with their bags, Mr. and Mrs. Granger were anxiously waiting for the door of the bar.

Without Hermione, the only wizard, to guide them, they couldn't find the intersection of the bar - even though they confidently remembered that this dirty, small bar was located between a bookstore and a record store.

"Oh, thank God!"

Granger was relieved when he saw the four Ashes coming, and he hugged his daughter in surprise.

Mr. Granger also breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile:

"I thought we'd find a spot."

Hermione explained to her parents in a low voice:

"This bar has been cast under a Muggle expulsion spell, so ordinary people can't find it."

The Grangers came by car, a black car. Under the leadership of Hermione, the three little ones stuffed the things they bought from Diagon Alley into the trunk and got into the back seat of the car with Ash.

Mrs. Granger in the passenger seat turned around and asked:

"What do you want to eat for lunch? Can KFC do that?"

Mrs. Granger's eyes were mainly on Cassandra, and her tone was inevitably a little nervous.

She had heard Hermione say that Cassandra was a pure-blood wizard and different from others.

"KFC?" Cassandra looked at Ash with a confused look.

"Is there no KFC in the wizarding world?" Mrs. Granger asked doubtfully.

"A fast food restaurant that specializes in burgers, fries and fried chicken."

Ash explained it to Cassandra, who nodded in understanding:

"Then let's eat KFC."

Mrs. Granger breathed a sigh of relief and asked gently:

"What about after dinner? Do you want to go to a movie? Or go to an amusement park?"

Cassandra blushed a little and whispered:

"I also can……"

She couldn't understand these words at all. What was the movie? What is an amusement park?

I don’t understand it at all! Can you please not ask her?

Hermione asked with some anticipation:

“Mom, can we see dolphins at the aquarium?”

"What is an aquarium?"

Cassandra asked softly, biting Ash's ear.

"You can think of it as a zoo where you can watch marine life performances through glass."

"What is a zoo?"

"Watch the wild pet show through the iron fence."

"Is there a dragon?"

"No, there are no magical creatures in the Muggle world."

"Then there are no mermaids in the aquarium?"

"No."

Mrs. Granger's smile gradually solidified, dragon? Mermaid? Do all zoos in the wizarding world exhibit these creatures? ——

In the living room on the second floor of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, a green flame ignited out of thin air in the clean fireplace, and Lucius Malfoy with dazzling blond hair emerged from the flames.

"Father." Cassandra called softly.

Lucius saw his daughter greeting him at the side. He was about to smile when his eyes suddenly came into contact with the red-haired man on the sofa in the living room, and his face darkened:

"Arthur!"

"Lucius!"

Lucius said coldly:

"Who invited you here?"

Arthur Weasley sneered:

"Of course Ash invited me here. Do you think everyone likes to come uninvited as much as you do?"

Lucius's face darkened, and the wand appeared in his hand at some point.

Arthur was also not to be outdone, revealing a piece of wand hidden under his sleeve.

Cassandra frowned and reminded with a straight face:

"Father, and Mr. Weasley, if you get into a fight here, I will have to ask you out."

Lucius snorted coldly, swung his cloak and walked towards the sofa opposite Arthur.

"Lucius, you should really learn from your daughter. She is much more polite than you."

"Of course my daughter is polite, even when facing people like you, she has received the best education. As for you, Arthur, you should really learn from your son and be a pawn to those Muggles in Diagon Alley. Guide, earn a little profit.”

"They make money with their own hands. They don't steal or rob. The money comes from them openly, which is much better than some people."

"hehe."

"hehe."

Arthur and Lucius sneered at the same time. Both sides were experienced in many battles, and this level of ridicule was not even scraping for them. Of course, they were definitely unhappy. Just seeing the other person's face was enough to make them sick for the whole day. The reason why they didn't fight was entirely for Ash's sake.

Ash 'happened' to come out of the next room at this time. Seeing this harmonious scene, a smile appeared on his face:

"Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Weasley, it's nice to see you all getting along in peace."

Lucius felt as uncomfortable as eating a fly when he heard this, and asked in a deep voice:

"Ash, what brings you to me?"

Ash corrected:

"To be precise, I'm looking for you two to cooperate in opening a store in Diagon Alley."

Lucius immediately sneered: "Are you talking to Arthur about cooperation? Ash, with all due respect, the Weasley family has to borrow money from his brother to even buy a few books. Are you sure he has the money to open a store?"

Arthur's face looked a little ugly, but he couldn't find a good reason to refute. After all, his family was indeed short of money.

Ash's expression remained calm and he said slowly:

"The Black family is not short of money, Mr. Malfoy."

"I think you should know this. Since I am looking for you two to cooperate, it cannot be because of money."

"What I need are two connections in the wizarding world."

His words were straightforward, but neither Arthur nor Lucius refuted them.

Needless to say, Lucius has many connections in the pure-blood family, and although Arthur is not very popular among the pure-blood family, he still has some influence among half-blood wizards and Muggle wizards.

Bringing these two families together, their network of connections spans the entire British wizarding world.

"Ash."

Arthur did not look down upon Ash because of his age, but asked very seriously, "I'm not opposed to cooperation, but I want to know what you want to sell?"

Ash's words are concise and to the point:

"Wand, and cloak."

He waved his hand, and a cloak and a black wand appeared on the table.

"this……"

Arthur and Lucius frowned at the same time. In Muggle terms, the wand and the cloak were both a sea of ​​red. No one's wands are more professional than Ollivander's. For cloaks, there are also Madam Malkin's Robe Store and Fengya Wizard Clothing Store, two well-known brands that have been passed down for hundreds of years and are well-known. Ordinary wizards want to enter these two tracks. It is no different than using an ax to hit a stone with an egg.

Ash didn't wait for them to ask questions and spoke first:

"Maybe you can take a look at my products first."

"That's fine." Arthur nodded slightly, but Lucius didn't speak.

"It takes two people,"

Ash turned his eyes to Mrs. Weasley, who was standing next to Arthur, and asked politely:

"Mrs. Weasley, could you please call Ginny over?"

"sure."

Mrs. Weasley was very relieved about Ash and quickly called Ginny from the next room who was watching "Star Wars: A New Hope" with Harry and Hermione to the living room.

"Want me to help?" Cassandra asked softly.

Ash nodded lightly:

"Yes, Cassandra, put on that cloak."

Cassandra put on her cloak with ease, while Ash picked up the wand and handed it to a blushing Ginny, saying softly:

"Ginny, use the disarming spell on Cassandra. The spell is Expelliarmus!"

"I won't..." Ginny whispered.

Cassandra smiled and said:

"It's okay, Ginny, just say the spell."

Ash took a few steps back and gave up the stage to the two girls.

Ginny hesitantly raised her wand, pointed it at Cassandra, and said:

"Expelliarmus!"

A dazzling red light shot from the top of the wand to Cassandra opposite Ginny, but just when the magic spell was about to hit Cassandra, it was suddenly bounced off by something, and hit Lu Xiu with a bang. Si's feet.

Snapped!

"Armor protection? Casting spells without a wand?"

Lucius stood up suddenly, his eyes full of disbelief, but he quickly denied himself, "No, it's impossible! Is it that cloak? That cloak will automatically release the armor for protection?"

He could understand that Ash was a genius, but he still knew how much his daughter weighed. Although Cassandra was also a genius, she could never learn to cast spells without a wand in the second grade, and she also cast armor to protect her. Such a difficult curse!

Ash smiled and nodded:

"Yes, I added an iron armor charm to that cloak. It will be released automatically when its owner is in danger."

Lucius and Arthur immediately realized what it represented, and their eyes became a little fiery. Arthur couldn't hide his excitement and asked:

"How much magic can it resist?"

"The Unforgivable Curse..."

When Ash said this word, Lucius and Arthur's breathing became extremely rapid, but Ash suddenly changed the subject, "It's impossible, you know this is unrealistic. But if it's just Expelliarmus, It can resist common spells such as fainting and falling apart, but the number of times it can be resisted varies depending on the power."

Lucius said in a low voice:

"That's enough! Ash, you have no idea what this means!"

"In the Ministry of Magic, most adult wizards cannot cast a decent Iron Armor Curse at all. Even in the entire wizarding world, only one in ten wizards can cast the Iron Armor Curse on their own! And even these can cast it on their own. Even the wizard with the Iron Armor Curse can't defend himself against sneak attacks from behind."

Arthur added excitedly:

"Believe me, no one can refuse a cloak that can automatically release the iron armor curse!"

Lucius glanced at Arthur without retorting.

Mrs. Weasley asked:

"Where's the wand? Ash, what's with that wand?"

Ash explained:

"I made a small change to the wand. It can only cast the disarming spell now. But correspondingly, the difficulty of using it to cast the disarming spell has become very low. Even freshmen who have just entered school can cast it easily."

Arthur frowned slightly:

"It's a bit of a waste."

"idiot!"

Lucius said coldly, "You actually haven't realized the value of this wand until now!"

Mrs. Weasley stopped Arthur who was about to have an attack and said solemnly:

"He's right this time, Arthur, that wand may be more important than the cloak!"

Arthur, who was stopped by his wife, looked startled. He quickly realized something and took a breath of air.

"Not too stupid."

Lucius sneered, "Since this wand can make it easier for people to cast the Disarming Curse, there will be other wands that can cast the Stunning Curse, Cutting Curse, Exploding Curse and even the Unforgivable Curse!"

"If I hold two such wands and release two powerful blasting spells at the same time, even if you have the Iron Armor Charm, you probably won't be able to prevent it! You actually think it's a waste?"

Ash said helplessly:

"Unfortunately, Mr. Malfoy, I will only make wands that can use disarming spells for the time being. Of course, if it is a lighting spell that is simpler than the disarming spell, it will be fine, but I don't think anyone will buy a wand that can only cast lighting spells. "

Arthur immediately encouraged:

"It doesn't matter. Even if it's just a disarming spell, someone will buy it. This is enough for us to make a lot of money."

The corners of Lucius' mouth raised slightly, with a pleasant smile on his face:

"In fact, even if you invent a wand that can cast a stun spell or a blasting spell, I don't recommend that you sell it directly. We can wait until most wizards have bought the 'disarming wand' before launching a new 'blasting wand' ' or 'Stunning Wand'."

Arthur frowned. As expected of a Malfoy, his heart was indeed dark!

"The cloak better be like this too."

Lucius had no idea what Arthur thought of him. Even if he knew, he didn't care and continued to advise Ash:

"How long does the spell last? It can't be too long, or it doesn't need to be too long. You can't let those wizards buy a cloak and use it for a lifetime. It's best to replace it with a new one every month, or re-replenish the magic. ', only in this way can you make money for a long time."

Arthur couldn't stand listening anymore and asked:

"Ash, how do you plan to cooperate?"

Ash thought for a moment and said:

"It's very simple. Open a store and share all the profits in proportion. I will share 40%, and each of you will share 30%."

"No!" Arthur and Lucius refuted his proposal in unison.

Arthur said in a deep voice:

"Lucius and I only need to do it once."

Lucius glanced at Arthur, and for the rare moment he didn't go against the grain. Instead, he nodded gently:

"That's right, with the Black family's financial resources and connections, you can open the store on your own even without our participation. As elders, we can't take advantage of you."

Both Lucius and Arthur could see clearly that they were dragged here by Ash to pick up the money. Without their business, how could they have the nerve to take too much money?

"Mr. Weasley."

Ash explained, "After all, I am still a student. I will spend most of the next few years at Hogwarts and have no time to manage this shop. And if someone comes to cause trouble, it will be difficult for me to deal with it. What's more, , there is a famous saying in the East, the fragrance of wine is afraid of the depth of the alley. Without your help, no matter how good the product is, there will be no sales, and the three-percent dividend will not be much."

Arthur frowned slightly and still insisted:

"How can such a good thing have trouble selling? Don't worry, I will help you open up sales at the Ministry of Magic!"

Ash spread his hands:

"Then it's 20%. Let's each take a step back. Is that okay?"

Without giving the two a chance to refuse, Ash continued:

"Mr. Malfoy is responsible for the start-up capital, Mr. Weasley is responsible for lobbying the Ministry of Magic for procurement, and I use technology to invest in it. This is fair."

"I have no objection." Lucius spoke first.

Anyway, the matter between Ash and Cassandra has been settled, and it makes no difference whether Ash makes money or the Malfoy family makes money. He only has Cassandra, who else can he give his family property to in the future? If not to Cassandra, who else could Cassandra give it to? Not for Ash!

Thinking of this, Lucius suddenly frowned. Why did he suddenly feel that he was at a loss?

Arthur was silent for a long time, then slowly said:

"I don't have any objection. I will lobby the Ministry of Magic for purchase orders, and I can guarantee that the first batch of orders will be at least 500!"

"500 is too little." Lucius criticized mercilessly.

Arthur said angrily:

"How many people are there in the Ministry of Magic? And this is only the first batch! But...Ash, what is your output of these cloaks and wands?"

Ash thought for a moment and replied:

"The production of anti-curse cloaks can be guaranteed to be at least 100 pieces per month, and the cost is about 40 Galleons."

"Where are the ingredients?"

Lucius frowned and asked, "Cloaks are easy to obtain. Where are you going to get a lot of wands from?"

The wands sold by Ollivander's Wand Shop to young wizards only cost 7 Galleons. However, Ollivander's Wand Shop is completely doing charity. The price of 7 Galleons is not even enough to cover the price of raw materials. Ash cannot sell it for 7 Galleons. Get a lot of wands from Ollivanders for the price of Galleons.

"Second-hand store?" Arthur asked hesitantly.

"Second-hand wands aren't cheap."

Lucius rejected it on the spot. He pondered for a moment and said, "I can try to contact a few wizards who have experience in this field. Although their level is not as good as Ollivander's, if they only make single-purpose wands, they are more than enough." .”

Arthur thought for a moment and said:

"You go find the wand maker. I can think of ways to get the raw materials. Charlie is studying fire dragons in Romania, and he can get the dragon heartstrings. Well, the cost price is probably not realistic, but the price increase shouldn't be too much."

Among the three major wand cores, they couldn't even imagine the tail feathers of the phoenix, and the unicorn was not that easy to find. Only the heart nerves of the fire dragon were slightly simpler. After all, many fire dragons died in Romania every year - this was also the reason why the wizarding society The reason for raising fire dragons instead of other magical creatures is not only to ensure the continuation of the fire dragon race, but also for their own interests.

Because wands made from phoenix tail feathers are extremely rare, there are no more than double digits in the entire wizarding world. Unicorn tail hair is too picky, and most wizards use wands whose cores are made of dragon heartstrings.

"You can finally be of some use." Lucius sneered.

"Haha." Arthur sneered back, but what he didn't know was that Lucius was planning how to kick him out.