The Great Writers of Hogwarts

Chapter 38 Changes, "The Witcher" is released!
Three days later, there was still half an hour before midnight.

Mr. Weasley and Percy both heaved a weary sigh as they emerged from the last Weasley distant relative they could find.

Mr. Weasley had a look of numbness all over his face.

He always heard the saying in the wizarding world that "the Weasley family has more relatives than goblins", and he felt it was too exaggerated.

Now after taking Percy for a trip himself, Mr. Weasley realized that this statement was really not groundless.

Every corner of the wizarding world seems to have the blood of the Weasley family, which can be said to be everywhere, and even some distant relatives, Mr. Weasley, have never even heard of it.

He and Percy were so busy these days that they didn't even have time to rest.

But this gain is not small.

Although most of the relatives don't believe in the unheard of "agent", Mr. Weasley, as an official of the Ministry of Magic, has a great reputation in the Weasley family, and he is a rare and promising figure , so what he said still has considerable credibility in front of these people.

About 30 people were willing to try to become "agents" on the spot, and about 30 people had to come and see before making a decision.Even if only half of them are finally willing to take the job, the list of agents can reach nearly 50 people, enough to cover most of the major wizarding communities and gathering places in the British wizarding world.

In addition to these, Mr. Weasley was quite relieved by Percy's changes in the past few days.

In the first few houses, Percy was still very naive, with the childishness of an ivory tower.

But soon, after dealing with several difficult distant relatives, Percy's unworldly thoughts were completely disillusioned, and he realized how complicated the conflict of interests in the real world is.

Even if they are relatives who are related by blood, even if they come to reciprocate and benefit with these distant relatives, these relatives still compare pennies and bucks, trying to achieve various conditions, and some even have ugly faces...

This is the case among relatives, if it is a stranger, one can imagine what the scene will be like.

Percy, who was deeply yearning for power, had always fantasized about how imposing it would be to be an executive of the Ministry of Magic. The smooth sailing at Hogwarts also fueled his optimism and self-confidence.It's just that after going through this time, Percy obviously became much calmer, knowing that real affairs are not as simple as giving orders by mouth.

I can't even deal with the affairs between distant relatives. If I really want to be in politics, I still have a lot to learn.

Mr. Weasley noticed the change in his temperament and attitude, and felt quite pleased.

At this moment, Mr. Weasley said in a hoarse voice.

"Everyone who can be found has been found, and the agreed time is almost here. Let's go back and see how they are doing."

Then, he took Percy Apparation back to the Weasley family's shabby house.

Snapped.

After a loud bang, the two of them landed outside the shabby house in a daze.

The next moment, Mr. Weasley and Percy were stunned by the scene in front of them. They looked at each other and asked in unison.

"Have we come to the wrong place?"

"Is this really our home?"

The reason why they exclaimed so much is also very simple.

At this time, the shabby house was completely changed beyond recognition, a gap was opened in the courtyard wall, and some sundries that had been piled up had disappeared. Tables were arranged one by one, extending from the inside of the house to the courtyard.

Where the tables began to line up, Luna and Ginny sat two delicate girls, deftly trimming lace, taking papers and photographs, and pushing them forward.

As long as these blank papers, Harry Potter photos with the same specifications but different contents, and four different colors of white, blue, purple, and gold lace are rolled out in the hands of Luna and Ginny, Weasley standing in the middle of this long series of tables Madame would be waving her wand in no time.

Immediately, these scattered pieces of paper were neatly arranged in three rows under her wand, advancing and combining in an orderly manner like dancing, like a magical version of an assembly line.

This magical version of the assembly line is maintained by Mrs. Weasley. Although she is a housewife, her magical attainments are not low. She really deserves to be the witch who can solo kill the top Death Eater Bellatrix in the original book.

Under her control, this assembly line is both precise and smooth, with only occasional errors.

And once these mistakes happen, Ron on the side will maneuver at any time to correct the mistakes, and instruct Mrs. Weasley and Luna Ginny to speed up or slow down, so as to ensure the orderly operation of the assembly line.

Finally, at the end of the production line, Harry Potter cards of different rarities were assembled, and then Fred and George packed them into boxes and carried them to the open space.

There have been quite a few big boxes stacked up there, all full of Harry Potter cards, and it looks pretty spectacular.

Both Mr. Weasley and Percy were stunned. They really didn't expect such a big battle at home when they were "running business" everywhere.

They even never dreamed that the team at home would be so organized, with such a clear division of labor, without any sign of chaos.

Even Ron and Ginny, who were so young, played an indispensable role in it.

Especially Ron, in the impression of Mr. Weasley and Percy, he was more or less timid, as if he had no confidence.

But now seeing Ron commanding in an orderly manner on this assembly line, he didn't even look shy in the slightest, it could be called high-spirited.

"Merlin, is this still Ron?"

"It's only been a few days, and this kid seems to be a different person. Except when playing wizard chess, I've never seen Ron so confident!"

Mr. Weasley's face was full of surprise.

Looking at Percy beside him and Ron who was full of confidence, he felt that it was really right to cooperate with the Lovegood family.

Even if he was so busy that he didn't earn the last penny, the changes in these children in his family alone were worth it.

The news of Mr. Weasley's return naturally attracted Andre's attention.

Andre is also busy in the dark these days, as a novice "project manager", he is frantically checking for gaps and filling in gaps, and controlling the progress of the overall situation.

Seeing Mr. Weasley and the others come back at this time, Andre let out a long breath.

"Is it time?"

He waved his hand and stopped the entire assembly line.

When everyone stopped, they all had a look of bewilderment.

"Stop? Is it time?"

"Three days passed so quickly, I felt like I only had five or six shifts, and it passed by like flying."

At this time, the fatigue suppressed by the tense spirit surged up, and everyone, including Mrs. Weasley, sat wearily on the chair beside him.

Andre asked in a hoarse voice.

"Fred and George, how many Harry Potter cards do we have?"

Fred and George snapped out the numbers in one gulp.

"11324 white rarity cards, 1245 blue rarity cards, 182 purple rarity cards, and 20 gold rarity cards."

"It has already exceeded the minimum stock standard this time!"

At this time, Xenophilius also rushed over with boxes of "The Quibbler".

"According to your request, about [-] copies of "The Quibbler" have been printed this time, which is enough for the first batch of consumption. If there is still demand, you can print more at any time."

Andre nodded, then looked at Mr. Weasley and Percy again.

"How about the agent? How many people are willing to cooperate?"

Mr. Weasley looked at his watch.

At this moment, with a click, the hands of the watch fell to the zero position.

He said.

"The time is up, they are here, please see for yourself how many people there are."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a series of apparition explosions, and figures appeared outside the shabby house.

These visitors have almost nothing in common in terms of body size, clothing, and accent. At first glance, they seem to come from all over the world in the magic world.

But the only thing in common is that everyone has conspicuous red hair and has the blood of the Weasley family.

Looking at the number, there are definitely more than 50 people!
With excitement in his eyes, Andre gave Mr. Weasley and Percy a strong hug, and hurriedly greeted these "prepared agents".

There are still many things to do, such as signing contracts, training sales strategies, and responding to customers in a unified way...

By the time all these were completed, it was already 03:30 in the morning.

Andre looked at the dense crowd of agents in front of him, and the surging emotions in his heart were indescribable.

The initial agent sales network has been established, and they have done everything they can, and then they can only wait for the market's response.

At this moment, Andre looked at the time and said.

"If you have any questions, please contact me at any time.

Now take the goods you have allocated and set off to do what you should do. "

One by one, the agents were holding boxes containing hundreds of Quibbler and Harry Potter cards.

Then, either through Apparition or Floo powder, they returned from the hovel to where they lived.

They would then owl The Quibbler to subscribers near them, according to their assigned lists.

As for the rest of the goods, it depends on how clever their sales methods are and how strong their desire to make money is.

After the agents left, Andre slumped on a chair as if he lost his strength.

Afterwards, the shabby house was silent, but no one felt the slightest sleepiness. They were all suffering in silence, waiting for the feedback from the agents from all over the magic world after dawn.

……

In the far north of Scotland, the skies of Inverness have not yet been illuminated by the light of dawn.

At the entrance of the Tequila Bar, the owner of the bar, Frye, heard the sound of an owl flapping its wings.

He was slightly taken aback.

"The owl delivering the newspaper? How could it be so fast? This is an hour earlier than before."

While wondering, Frye took the magazine from the owl.

"The Quibbler?"

Frye's face lit up as he remembered the commotion the Quibbler had caused in his bar a week earlier.

Customers spent at least [-]% more alcohol than usual that day.

"I hope that the quality of "The Quibbler" this time will be similar to that of last time..."

While thoughts were racing through his mind, Fry saw the cover of this issue of The Quibbler.

It was a photo, the upper part of the photo was extremely clear, but the lower part was blurry, and there was a line of flashing small words "After reading the article on the front page, you can unlock the full photo."

Although only half of it can be seen, the lightning-like scars and emerald green eyes are already in sight.

Fry could figure out whose picture this is with his asshole!

In an instant, Frye ran back into the tequila bar.

"Guys, you gotta check this out! Gotta check out this issue of The Quibbler!"

It was almost dawn at this time, and some of the guests who drank the nightclub were about to leave, and they had no intention of joining in the fun.

It's just that when they glanced at the "Quieter" held up high by Frye and saw the photo, they couldn't move at all as if they were petrified.

"Harry Potter pictures?!"

Everyone's eyes seemed to be glued to that photo, which was more positive than when they looked at the photo of the glamorous girl.

It's a pity that you can't see all of them at all, you can only see the most captivating half, and you have to read the front page article of "The Quibbler" to unlock the remaining half.

"This ghost "The Quibbler", how can you be so appetizing!"

"Asshole, I'm going to have to write a yelling letter and complain to them."

"As for now...what are you doing in a daze, hurry up, everyone read the front page article together!"

The guests who were about to leave turned back, and everyone in the bar gathered at a table, head to head.

This copy of "The Quibbler" was spread out in the middle of the table, and the bar owner Frye slowly turned the pages.

When the title of the front page article came into view, many people read it in a low voice.

"The witcher..."

　This chapter is two in one, and there will be no chapters in the middle of writing it in one breath.

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