I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 129 V Me 50
As soon as Fudge's statement was published in the newspaper, it immediately received a huge reversal.

Now he looks like a fighter in the eyes of wizards in the British magic world.

Magic knows no borders, but wizards do.Wizards in almost every country's magic circle don't want to be interfered with their family affairs.

Anyway, no one can prove whether there is a "little bureaucrat from Paris", after all, no one can go all the way to the International Wizarding Association to verify.

As for the International Wizarding Association, Fudge has already taken care of it, and no one will come out to expose his "lie".

Louis’s Squib factory was reopened again, and Fudge even went there in person. He behaved very close to the people, and imitated Louis holding the hands of the Squibs to ask questions, but his micro-expression was very unnatural, and our Ms. Skeeter Catch it right, and it's a bit of an annoyance in the "Daily Prophet".

"Our Minister for Magic is running a parody."

This is the front page of today's Daily Prophet.

But Fudge didn't care about this, and the harm between the two powers was the lesser, at least the impact of the previous troublesome matter had disappeared.

But should I say it or not, he held a squib and asked how warm it was.

Now Defuji took advantage of such an opportunity to hit the void, and his reputation in the British magic circle reached a peak.

- The Slytherin lounge.

"After all, he is a seasoned politician." Louis put down the newspaper, without a look of frustration on his face, but praised Fudge: "Not bad, not bad, but I don't feel surprised."

"Is this the way to forget it?" Christaza's complexion is not very good. Although she is usually a silly big sister, she is still very loyal to Louis. At least Louis' interests are violated. She is more unhappy than anyone else. .

"Our goal has been achieved, Chris." Louise said with a smile, "We need to eat one bite at a time. I never thought that I could do all the work in one battle and overthrow Fudge all at once."

"Everything has to go through a process. Now is not a very good opportunity. Now that he has found a way to escape, it will be meaningless if he continues to pester him, and it will make us look stingy."

"In addition, after overthrowing Fudge, we don't have a suitable candidate for him to be the Minister of Magic, so... it's better to let him play for a few more years." Louis stuffed his feet into Vitaly's arms, and the latter He began to hammer his calf tactfully.

"Politics is a life-and-death struggle, but politics is not a real life-and-death struggle between two people using magic. After all, there are many things to consider..."

"Moreover, the people are ignorant and follow blindly. When they follow blindly, don't pour cold water on them." Lewis concluded at the end.

He stretched out his hand to beckon to Christaza, and Christaza came over and took out a large golden pear from her arms.

Louis happily took the big pear, took a bite, and said vaguely: "I have to say, the prickly pear, which is a specialty of Stranglethorn Valley, tastes really good."

"As long as the master likes it." Christaza smirked, sat behind Louis and supported him, and began to knead his shoulders with her little hands.

"You will enjoy it." Catherine, who was watching Louis's lightning magic experience, couldn't help laughing.

"Isn't life just for enjoyment?" Louis shrugged, continuing to enjoy the kneading of the secretary and the maid.

Catherine put down the notebook and asked Louis, "You might as well think about how to sell your moonberry juice."

Louis laughed and pinched Christasa's waist, and said with a smile amidst the latter's exclamation: "You are wrong to worry about this, I never need to worry about how to advertise in the Muggle world. "

Yes, of course he needn't have worried.

As for why, let's start with yesterday's dinner.

Louis's aunt hosted a banquet in the palace for a certain bandit leader who visited with Ying. During the banquet, Ms. Barbara was shocked after taking a sip of cranberry juice, and was instantly conquered by the mellow taste.

Many dignitaries who participated in the banquet showed expressions of interest, especially after seeing their aunt's much younger face, those ladies were even more crazy.

No woman can resist getting younger, especially an older woman.

No one questioned the efficacy of this fruit juice. After all, the live advertisement in front of them was vividly displayed in front of them. They couldn't help but believe it—you said it was another technology?How could Daiying master the technology that Yingjiang didn't even have? Besides, the speed of getting news from Daiying is usually much faster than that of No. [-] Downing Street.

It has long been infiltrated to the point of one-way transparency.

The news about the moonberry juice during the banquet spread like wildfire under the operation of people with good intentions. Almost in the same night, the moonberry juice at all sales points was wiped out.

In Daiying, the royal family is always the best anchor. They don’t even need to promote this or that in person. They only need to show their faces on the camera, or mention a few words, and they are far better than all the stars.

The coffee position is still stuck.

The phone calls of every salesman sent out by the factory were almost ringing, and the bosses who were reluctant to accept the juice a few days ago seemed to have changed their attitudes today. Tough, and some even started to roar, but there was only one meaning conveyed.

"I want juice! As much as you want!"

But the factory is also in a dilemma, the production capacity can't keep up with the speed of sales, they can only ask for instructions layer by layer, and finally pass it to Louis.

"If you don't have one, then there won't be any." Louis was quite open-minded: "It's not good to sell too much of this high-quality and cheap juice, as long as there are limited supply and limited sales."

Well, it is only available for British people, and one person can only buy five bottles per day.

This regulation even caused a wave of opposition from all over the world, and all countries are opposing the "discrimination" of Hogwarts Corporation.

Chinese newspapers even wrote overnight criticizing Hogwarts Corporation for such behavior in a globalized world, which is undoubtedly turning the clock back in history.

Yes, Lewis' company is called Hogwarts...

Dumbledore did not object to this, after all he, Louis, was also a member of Hogwarts.

Louis doesn't care what these people are talking about, it doesn't have much to do with me anyway, and I don't forbid you to buy some from the British who buy juice with a markup, it's just for the British It's just a little bit of welfare for the people.

It can be said that Qin Shihuang eats peppercorns in the current Hogwarts with Yingying-it is true to win numbness.

Such a conscientious national enterprise has won unanimous praise from all British people-after all, everyone can get benefits. Foreigners are flocking to this juice. If you want to make a little money, go to the supermarket to buy two bottles and resell it. Double the price and sell it.

Anyway, don't worry about selling.

Except for the British intellectuals, the ones who took foreign money, they found an angle that no one could have imagined for the first time—they started to attack Louis' conscience.

To be honest, this canine animal has always been known to have no conscience.

They have always been between dogs and wolves. As long as they bark happily, someone will come and give them meat, but if there is not enough meat, they will turn around and eat the master.

On the black market, the price of moonberry juice has even been raised to more than ten times or even dozens of times.

In the wizarding world, cranberry juice is also popular - Louis even added cranberry juice to Hogwarts Crazy Thursday, as long as you buy the Hogwarts Crazy Thursday package, you can get a cup of about [-]ml cranberry juice .

Now the wizarding world is completely crazy. Countless orders are sent to Hogwarts like a sea. The house elves in Hogwarts have to work overtime every Thursday to prepare food. Knowing the race in their DNA, they are happily busy, and they are also grateful to Master Louis for giving them the opportunity to be happy and busy.

This was unexpected for Louis.

He will also say, please don't engrave any strange things into DNA...

The Daily Prophet even created a small piece of copy to promote KFC Mad Thursday.

For example, the short story on the first post was written by Louis.

I am a humiliated wizard who suddenly lost all magical powers in my early 20s, my wife abandoned me, my brother betrayed me, and my friends left me, and at this point my wife and brother hooked up Together, they wanted to put me to death. I was tricked out by their conspiracy and shot down the cliff with a magic spell. Just when I was so angry that my life was about to end, Merlin suddenly appeared to save me. Not only did I regain my magic power, but also Having learned the ancient magic, I can smash the darkness with thunder with a wave of my hand, and I can use magic to change the color of the wind and cloud in the blink of an eye.Now that I have finished my studies and become a teacher, I am ready to embark on my road of revenge. Mail me fifty Knuts for a Hogwarts crazy Thursday, and I will continue to tell you my revenge story.

It should be said that Shakespeare's stories are well written, but they are not so immersive for wizards; like the small stories in the magic world, they are all simple adventure novels of traditional knights and wizards, talking about magic. It is not an exaggeration to say that the world is a literary desert.

Suddenly Louis came up with such a move, which immediately aroused everyone's interest.

What he didn't expect was that overnight the editorial department of the Daily Prophet received countless letters from owls, offering fifty copper Knuts as a gift, and the postscript is always fifty to you. I want to read that revenge story.

Ms. Skeeter had no choice but to turn to Louis for help. Louis had no choice but to rack his brains to change a divorce story that conformed to common sense in the magic world. Two chapters were published in the Daily Prophet, and the result was "Daily Prophet" It has completely become the top-ranking newspaper in the British magic world—even the magic circles in European countries across the ocean are asking about the "Daily Prophet".

The Squibs on the factory side also worked overtime almost without sleep, and Louis had repeated orders not to work so hard, but the Squibs decided to do 996 jobs every day in order to repay Louis' kindness in taking them in.

After all, they have never entertained and don't know what entertainment is.

After being moved, Louis announced the implementation of a mandatory eight-hour work system in the factory-eight hours of work, eight hours for his own entertainment, and eight hours for rest.

He hired a lot of teachers outside to train the hobbies of these squibs, such as musical instruments, chess, chorus, dancing, rap, playing ball, etc., as long as you fill in the application form according to the activities you are interested in, you can go to Learn what you really like in the interest class.

After all, Louis did not treat his employees badly. In the first month, each of them received a salary of [-] Galleons and various subsidies - after all, they worked overtime in the first half of the month.

These [-] Galleons are a super high salary that many people covet. At least the professors at Hogwarts can't earn so much money in a month.

On the night news of the Squibs' wages spread, Lewis came to Professor Snape's office.

"If you have a lot of money and really have no place to spend it, please remember that you still have a poor professor waiting for his various new vessels and medicinal materials." This was the first sentence Snape said after meeting Louis.

Louis blinked his eyes with a cute face: "Professor, you are a master of potions, are you still short of money?"

"The potions are all donated to Madam Pomfrey's hospital wing." Snape snorted, seemingly dissatisfied with Dumbledore's stinginess.

Louis held out his hand in disbelief: "Professor, today is Thursday, give me fifty Knuts, I want to eat Hogwarts Crazy Thursday."

Snape looked at him indifferently, and said expressionlessly: "The richest person in Hogwarts should be Hagrid. He has such a good relationship with your mother, why don't you ask him for it?"

"Aren't you my mother's good friend too?" Louis choked on Snape with a single sentence.

"Okay, I don't think you came here for these fifty Knuts." Snape looked at Louis with a falcon-like gaze, "Let me guess, maybe there is a little problem with your teaching, and you need to Will my professor come to the rescue?"

Are you still thinking about your Defense Against the Dark Arts class?
Louis twitched his lips, took out some papers from his pocket and handed them to Snape.

They are all kinds of alchemy formulas mixed by the students, such as primary healing potions, primary mana potions, primary toughness potions, underwater breathing potions, and cold resistance potions.

Snape took these formulas, and he was attracted by these formulas almost instantly as a professional.

"Where did you find this?" He asked without looking up while flipping through the recipe.

"Secret." Louis smiled, full of mischief: "Just tell me if these formulas are useful."

"We won't know the details until we see the finished product." Snape briefly browsed through the recipes, and then put down the recipes: "It seems to be quite interesting, alright, I'll keep this recipe, if there's nothing else you can do You can go."

"You're killing a donkey, professor."

"That's right, I'm just trying to kill a donkey." Snape was obviously in a good mood, and even made a joke for the first time.

"So, where are my fifty Knuts?" Louis spread his hands.

Snape pointed out the door.

"You are Eugenie Grandet." Louis pouted and left the Potions office.

(End of this chapter)