Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

When night fell, the lights in Majiazhuang's study were brightly lit, and the burning candles on the candlesticks made "cracking" sounds from time to time.

Lao Ma sat behind the desk. He raised his head slightly and looked at his son who was standing opposite the desk motionlessly. Madam Ma stood by the desk, worried eyes passing between the father and son from time to time.

The three people in the study hadn't spoken for almost an hour, and it was the old horse who broke the silence in the end.

"Do you think I didn't think of the things you proposed?" Ma said to Xiao Ma, "but have you ever thought of the consequences."

The little horse nodded.

"In that case, why do you propose these things!" The old horse shouted at the pony, "Do you know how much damage this will cause to the Malfoy family!"

"When a person is about to die of thirst, a cup of poison can temporarily relieve him from thirst. Perhaps he can find a source of water and a way to detoxify in this little time." Xiao Ma ignored his father's anger and did not back down. Said, "We have been too high-profile for hundreds of years, so when someone is looking for a fat sheep, the first thing that comes to mind is the Malfoy family, who seems to spend more than gold coins!"

"Draco!" Madam Ma cried out in surprise. It was the first time she had seen her son talk to his father like this.

"Don't worry, Narcissa." Lao Ma said to his wife. "Our son has grown up, is sensible, and has his own ideas. This is a good thing."

"But!" the old horse turned his head and said to the little horse, "I don't see any good things for the Malfoy family."

Then, the old horse said in a stern voice: "For one hundred years, no matter who has been the Minister of Magic, one of their common grounds is that flying carpets are prohibited from appearing in the British air. You must know that this is behind this. What kind of interest group it is."

"And you, the son of the Minister of Magic, actually publicly offered to open up the import of flying carpets!"

"I think Scrimgeour and the Indians are happy to award you a two-thousand-pound medal."

"But on the list of foreign trade goods, we have no other choice!" Xiao Ma said loudly, "Apart from flying carpets, what else can make enough profits in a short period of time!"

"Furthermore, those families who have united to resist the flying carpet and let the British sky fly with only their broomsticks, how much energy do they have now? They are now paying only one-tenth of the tax they used to!"

"But they still have enough contacts, enough favors. As long as they are willing, our family will definitely not end well." Lao Ma said.

"Then draw them in too." Xiao Ma said calmly, "As long as there are enough benefits, they will be on our side."

"Just give them a guarantee that when the Weasleys go bankrupt and they regain the market, we will ban the import of flying carpets again."

"And we can make consumers think that those flying carpets are made by the British themselves, as long as they change the packaging."

Lao Ma leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and fell into contemplation.

At this time, the pony did not disturb him wittily.

After a long time, the old horse asked: "Then the Indians will notify them to make their flying carpets made in Britain?"

"I have a plan." Xiao Ma said.

"We can find a third-party agent to buy flying carpets from India, and then we will buy flying carpets from him, and then hand them to the family that was originally related to flying broomsticks for sale."

"On the one hand, we only need to pay a little profit to avoid the pretext of directly importing flying carpets from India and instead import raw materials from other places."

"Have you chosen an agent?" Old Ma asked.

Xiao Ma did not directly answer Lao Ma’s question, but turned to his mother. He said, “Mother, you should know the most talked-about gossip news a month ago.”

"You mean that someone took away the twin sisters of the Pettil family at the same time?" Madam Ma asked.

The little horse nodded, but the old horse frowned and said, "Do you want to be tied to a rock and thrown into the lake to feed the squid?"

Xiao Ma said confidently: "We can finish this without disturbing him."

"When we rescued Sister Pettier that day, I saw that he would definitely not let Sister Pettier return to his family. For this goal, he must at least present the scene that night. The show continues. Otherwise, as long as the two sisters are still at Hogwarts, then the Pettil family will have an excuse to bring them back."

"I can use his agent status to talk to the Pettil family about this matter, and the profit that belongs to him can be used as a dowry for the two sisters. And I can also use him as a reason for wanting to surprise the two sisters. Let the Pettil family keep it secret for the time being."

"At that time, the Ministry of Magic can use one-handed payment and one-hand delivery under the cover of this heavy identity to directly trade on the spot, without signing any documents to buy the flying carpet, and then sell it to the dealer."

"The Indians have been thinking about selling flying carpets to the UK. This is an opportunity for the Pettil family. As long as the operations are done properly, they will certainly not mind the irregularities in the initial transaction."

"At that time, from the perspective of the process, the Patil family was the exporter of India in the entire transaction process. They sold the flying carpet to a non-British person, and the Ministry of Magic only imported some raw materials from this non-British person. , There is nothing about the Malfoy family."

After Xiao Ma finished speaking, Lao Ma thought for a while, and then relentlessly said: "There are too many loopholes, you take it for granted. Everything is operating according to your ideas. If you are writing, it will definitely be read by the readers. Swear to death."

"You haven't reached the level where the world revolves around you. There will be many unexpected accidents during this period. Do you have plans to deal with these accidents?"

In the end, the old horse changed his words and said, "But you can still try this method. You can find a way to improve your plan, and then you will be responsible for this matter."

Lao Ma now has no choice but to try anything in order to make money. He didn't expect this method, but if the operation was not good, the Malfoy family would bear the reputation of betrayal. It's just that the current situation doesn't have much effect on reputation, so I can only wait to get through this level. If you do it well and throw a few more smoke bombs, then the Malfoy family can hide behind ~www.readwn.com~Okay. "The little horse replied happily.

"Then let's talk about the second thing." Lao Ma's eyes became sharp again. "Let the Death Eaters tax themselves in the British divisions. You only need to turn over the part of the quota set by the Ministry of Magic. You know this. The consequences of the incident?"

"I know." The little horse replied, "If the quota set by the Ministry of Magic is 100 gallons, then they will actually collect at least 200 gallons in this name."

"This will lead to robberies across the country!"

The little horse said nonchalantly: "We just need to protect the pureblood family from being affected. As for the mixed blood and mudblood, let them do what they want. And we can also levy a magic use tax on any non-pureblood wizard."

Under Voldemort's command, pure blood is supreme, and it is politically correct for the "mudblood" to die. The pony's approach will not irritate Voldemort, but will be appreciated by him.

From the current position of Lao Ma, he could not find a reason to refute, after all, this tax could not be levied on his head.

"I'll think about this matter again. I will let others bring up the specific details at that time. Don't mention this matter to others again." Lao Ma said.

At this time, Lao Ma felt that he was a little tired. Although his son's proposal was feasible, no matter which one had a good reputation. However, the next issue of the finale was the existence that gave him the most headache.

"How did you come up with a way to make money by selling positions in the Ministry of Magic?" Ma's tone at this time became as cold as ice and snow.

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