A day at Hogwarts.

Chapter 74 A Slap

"Pia!"

The loud applause made the Gryffindor common room instantly audible.

Charles just entered the door, and he was also taken aback when he heard it.

Followed by Eleanor's cold voice: "What do you think you are? I just want to let my family lead your company to do some business for the sake of you and I being Gryffindors, you The annual income of my family is not enough for a car in my garage. I usually smile at you just out of politeness. When did you have the illusion that I like you and make you dare to think that you are my boyfriend? Life dictates?!"

The one who was beaten was a seventh grade boy, covering his left face which was slapped red with his hand, he was completely dumbfounded.

Eleanor continued to say to him: "I don't care if the people around me want to pursue me, want to be friends with me, plan for my money, or just want to sleep with me, I will not hate anyone because of their motives. Come here if you have the ability, and if I suffer a loss, it means that I am a fool, and I admit it!"

"However, I will never allow anyone to dictate my life, self-righteously asking me to do this and not to do that!"

The society of wizards is still very conservative, and some parts of Eleanor's words are so open that they kick their bottom line, and more people are fooled for a while.

Among the senior students at Hogwarts, there are many couples, and quarrels between men and women are nothing new. This incident ended when the boy covered his face and went back to the dormitory and Eleanor left the common room.

Charles was taken to their dormitory by Fred and George from left to right, which looked like kidnapping.

"Now what we want to show you is..."

"Weasley's Wonder Fireworks!"

As the twins' words fell, the sheet covering the table flew away, and the table was covered with smoke (huǒ) flowers (jiàn).

These fireworks are about 30 centimeters long and 4 centimeters in diameter, with a range of 200 meters after adding the counterweight.They have contact fuzes and self-detonation fuzes, and when they hit something or launch for more than 1 minute, they will explode a cloud of fireworks, enough to explode the prepared explosive liquid in the glass bottle.At the same time, it also has an insurance function. As long as the tail does not emit fire, the fuze will not work.

Seeing the dark circles under the eyes of the two brothers, Charles said as he took out the money, "Thank you for your hard work. This is your reward for invention."

As he spoke, he put the remaining research and development funds on the table, and then asked, "How much do you sell me for a firework like this?"

The twin brothers had already calculated this, but Fred still said cautiously: "It only costs two Galleons for a dozen."

Many of the parts of these fireworks were that they couldn't rub them with their hands, so they ordered them from Zuko's joke shop, and they made a lot of money by hand.

As a result, Charles' answer made them feel tight: "This price is not appropriate."

The two brothers looked at each other, and George said, "If you think it's expensive, you can make it cheaper."

Charles discussed with them, and finally the Centaur Liaison Office of the Ministry of Magic purchased Weasley fireworks from the two Mr. Weasleys at a price of 20 Galleons a dozen, and signed the contract on the spot.

This price included the explosive fluid inside, but the Weasley brothers still got [-]%, which was three times higher than their asking price.

"You actually work in the Ministry of Magic?"

"Or the director?"

This stunned the Weasley brothers even more than seeing Snape wash his hair.

Charles triumphantly put away the contract and said to them, "If you want to work in the Ministry of Magic in the future, come to me."

They immediately shook their heads. Arthur Weasley worked in the Ministry of Magic. The brothers naturally knew that this extremely marginal department was for staff who were about to be fired. If they entered, Mrs. Weasley would cry to death.

There are two dozen fireworks that have been made. Charles will accept the money first, and the Ministry of Magic will allocate a sum of public funds to the Centaur Liaison Office. This part will be put into his own pocket after Lupine finishes the process.

With the fireworks, the next step is to measure the size and customize the fireworks nest that can be hung on the broomstick, and put the explosive liquid in the fireworks.

The glass bottle containing the explosive liquid is simple, just a vial of penicillin or the like in the hospital, and I will buy it together when purchasing supplies next time.

But now most of the prepared explosive liquid was taken back by Snape for safekeeping. After all, it was dangerous goods, and Dumbledore also supported it, so we had to ask him for it.

After Charles left the twins' dormitory, he thought about it, go find Eleanor.

In the laboratory, Eleanor is labeling the raw materials of medicines newly bought during the holidays and putting them on the shelf.

"Here we come." Eleanor seemed to know that Charles was coming, "What do you want to say?"

Charles shook his head: "There is nothing to say."

Eleanor turned to look at him, and asked seriously: "Is there really nothing to say? You saw it at the Leaky Cauldron that night."

Instead, Charles scratched his head and asked her, "Huh? Do you know where I am?"

"It's obvious at a glance." Eleanor said, "The windbreaker you wore is the same as the day you went back from vacation."

Charles just shrugged his shoulders: "I see. I have nothing to say, I'm not your father."

Eleanor wanted to hit him with something, but the potion ingredients in her hand were hard to find, and it would be a waste if she smashed it.

"I was so pissed off just now!" She said, taking a bag of cookies out of the box and putting them on the table, motioning for Charles to taste, "Who does that bastard think he is, to talk to me like that, what? If I don't want to go to the bar with a dubious man, he will feel bad, I almost spit out my dinner!"

"Yes, that's how you feel now!"

At this moment, Charles had just eaten a cookie. It tasted like a mixture of animal livers such as pork liver, chicken liver, and sheep liver, which had been sealed and stored in a jar for hundreds of years, and his entire face was distorted.

"What is this?" Charles looked at the bag of cookies as if he saw the most terrifying existence in the world, "Oh my God, it's so terrible!"

Eleanor smiled triumphantly: "Do you still remember the biscuits I made with the love potion? This is made with the hate potion, which makes people taste their most hated taste."

Charles shook his head and said, "I feel your mood, but I don't want to feel it again."

The effect of the hatred drug is opposite to that of the love potion. It can make the user hate the person or a specific person who is taking the drug, and it can even be an antidote to the love potion.

Charles thought that this kind of cookie would definitely be of great use in the future.

Eleanor smiled smugly again, satisfied with her latest masterpiece.

Charles asked her, "Can I have this bag of cookies?"

Eleanor replied: "No problem, take it."

Then she asked again: "Don't you ask about what happened that night?"

Charles shrugged and replied: "If you want to tell me, you will tell me sooner or later, and if you don't want to, I won't bother myself."

Eleanor pouted and said, "What a boring guy, I still want to play tricks on you."

After speaking, she took out a bottle of medicine from the box and put it on the table.

Charles picked up the bottle of green shrink potion and studied it, and asked curiously, "How are you going to play tricks on me?"

Eleanor showed a sly smile: "I would say that he is the fiancé forced upon me by the family, but I actually don't like him."

"And then?" Charles asked with great interest.

Eleanor said solemnly: "I will tell you that I ran away from home and have no source of income. I can only rely on your support to survive in the future, otherwise I will have nothing to eat."

Eleanor thought that Charles would complain that she cheated him of money, but Charles said: "That's great, I will find a place to lock you up, refining potions for at least 12 hours a day, if you can complete the work tasks every day Just a few slices of bread, bacon, and a few carrots. Cut back on the carrots if you can’t get the job done, and cut back on the bacon if you’re lazy.”

Exploitation, the traditional art of British capitalists, Charles just copied it.

Eleanor gritted her teeth and asked this guy: "Do you have the heart to treat me like this?"

Charles thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Then I'll add a piece of fried chicken to you every day...hey...that's very unladylike!"

Eleanor didn't care if she was a lady or not, now she just wanted to beat him up.

(End of this chapter)