Hogwarts Everything is Three

After the old bat walked for a while, Hermione took Allen's outstretched arm and climbed the marble steps, and quickly walked into Slughorn's office.

Due to the temporary cast of the non-marking curse, Slughorn’s office was much larger than usual at this time. The ceiling and walls were hung with emerald green, crimson and gold curtains, which looked like a large tent. But the room was still crowded and sultry due to the large number of people, and it was glowing red with a golden lantern hanging in the center of the ceiling.

"There are house elves in there." Hermione said, looking up at the lamp. Allen followed and looked over. There were elves flickering in the lights, and each elven was a bright spot, and a loud voice came from a corner that sounded like a mandala bell.

"They should only see the legs of the guests." Hermione was a bit aggrieved. Alan followed Hermione's gaze and saw some house elves walking through the crowded crowd, holding a heavy silver plate in his hands. Cover their bodies to prevent other wizards from seeing directly, it looks like a small roaming table.

Allen said warmly and comfortingly: "It will change, at least the house elves who work in umbrellas have accepted the holiday."

Hermione still looked a little annoyed: "But they will ask for overtime during working hours to make up for vacation time... and they will not accept the salary."

"Hermione, you have to think about it better, we at least let them accept 996, which is already your blessing to them." After that, Allen gave Hermione a hug, "Let's go first."

Slughorn was wearing a poppy velvet hat that matched his smoking shirt, and he was talking enthusiastically with Josephine Harris, who was wearing a purple wide-brimmed pearl woolen hat. Seeing Ellen coming in, the two stopped talking at the same time and greeted Ellen.

"Professor Slughorn, good evening Aunt Josephine." Allen offered to say hello.

"Albert and Fleur are here too," Josephine nodded to Allen after hugging Hermione, and then looked around the audience for a moment, "I was there just now, and now I have slipped where."

"Professor Harris, Miss Granger, good evening, I'm talking about you with Josephine, and some friends want to introduce you to you." Slughorn sounded like a bell, and his face was full of red light. He really enjoyed such a coveted, talented person from all sides. The scene where celebrities gather, even if many of the guests this time are not members of his club.

"This is Elder Walper, my former student, and the author of "Blood Brothers: I Live in Vampires"-and of course his friend Bloodny." Slughorn's hand touched On the shoulder of a small man with glasses, he pushed him in Allen's direction.

After Ellen took the initiative to stretch out his hand, Elder Woper bent down slightly and held it eagerly, "Professor Ellen Harris, it's a great honor to meet you." Woper's nearsighted eyes widened and looked up. Allen’s face, "What I look forward to most is to meet you professor. If I can write a biography for the professor, I will definitely get everyone’s expectations and love."

"Please don't get close to these girls." Josephine Harris' solemn tone and commanding tone made Allen and Walper, who were talking, look at her. I saw Josephine standing next to a tall, thin man with dark circles under his eyes and a tired man, his pale hands gripping the opponent's arm tightly.

"Oh, bloody, don't go there." Walper's expression also became tense. The vampire **** who was brought by Walper to the party was waving at a group of curious and excited girls standing beside him, with hunger in his eyes. Light.

"You might as well eat a **** lollipop." Ambrosio Froom took out a **** lollipop from his pocket and gave it to Bloodny. He carried the basket of the Unmarked Stretching Curse with him. It carries a variety of candies to give to other guests-mainly the students, and Froome hopes that they can visit the Honey Duke candy store run by him and his wife in the usual Hogsmeade Village.

Ambrosio Froome is also a member of the Slug Club. After graduation, Slughorn was introduced to Cisseron Hakis and he got his first job. Later, Ambrosio married Mrs. Froome and started his own candy business. In return for Professor Slughorn, Ambrosio would give him a gift every year on his birthday or at a moment like today. The gift basket filled with pineapple compote, this is Slughorn’s favorite candy.

Bloody grabbed the **** lollipop and leaned against the cabinet beside him boredly. Josephine Harris also took one from the owner of the candy store and was watching the somewhat restless vampire.

"Professor Slughorn, can you continue to show me to the other club members?" Hermione politely invited Slughorn to begin the real purpose of coming here tonight.

"Of course, come with me. There are a lot of people here today. They also want to get acquainted with such a beautiful and capable witch." Slughorn praised that this is not difficult for Slughorn, he just Provide an opportunity to meet.

Not long after Harry and Ginny entered the room, Ginny shook Harry away and ran towards a tall black witch with bright eyes. Harry recognized it at a glance. It was Gwenog Jones, and Ginny was her die-hard fan. He posted a photo of her in his bedroom in the Burrow.

It was just that Grenos was talking with Alan, Ginny just stood silently and looked at them admiringly.

"Mr. Allen Harris, do you have any plans to play a professional club after graduation?" Gwenog Jones raised his head with dark brown hair and stared at her brown eyes. "You are known as The best seeker in the world, I really hope to play a game with you. I still insist on my point of view. I think witches are more suitable for playing Quidditch than wizards."

"Quidditch is my hobby, but I haven't planned to develop it into my career. After graduation, I probably won't join any club, but I might have some time for the next World Cup, Gewei Ms. Nogg Jones, if you can join the Irish national team, I think we still have a chance to fight." Alan, who was impolitely stopped by the black female batsman, sneered and looked at the excitement. Ginny, who couldn't help himself, said to Gwenog Jones, "Your fans are here."

"Ms. Gwenog Jones, can you sign me?" Ginny smiled thankfully to Allen, and quickly took out her lipstick. "I am currently working as Gryffindor at Hogwarts. Chasing golfer, I plan to join the Holyhead Hobbi team after graduation, hoping to have that honor."

Seeing that the person who came was a woman, Gwenog Jones smiled heartily, took Ginny's lipstick, unscrewed it and pointed to Ginny's dress, "Sign here?" Ginny nodded and pulled. Make your own skirt stretch so that it can be easily written.

"Your name?" Gwenog Jones asked.

"My name is Ginny Frau Molly Weasley." Ginny's face flushed, she was so excited just now that she forgot to introduce herself.

"From the Weasleys, I should have thought of seeing this red hair." Gwenog Jones has no other stereotype that the Weasleys are pure-blooded traitors. She is friendly in Ginny. His long skirt was signed with his own name, "I invite you during the summer vacation. How about you come and have a look at that time? But you have to wear pants next time."

The other side of the banquet hall.

"Annette Popin, our charming Madam Popin family runs a large chain pharmacy." Slughorn introduced Hermione. "This is Hermione Granger, the head of the umbrella company. "

"Hello, Miss Granger." Annette, who looks like her in her thirties, is wearing a pink and green low-cut skirt studded with diamonds, her short blonde hair is neatly combed, and she looks capable and charming. Ms. Jie is not only outstanding academically but also good business, always thinking about when I can ask you for advice or two. My brother’s daughter Melinda Popin happens to be in the first grade. She admires Professor Alan Harris very much, but if it is not her age Question, I think she should have taken the ancient magic class a long time ago. Although some tabloids have made up some bad news recently, please rest assured that I think people with a little eye can tell right from wrong. I am very willing to let my niece join. Training class."

"It's nice to meet you, Ms. Pobin. It would be great if Miss Melinda Pobin was willing to come to the training class. This year we have reformed it to encourage more people to join." Min stretched out her hand, but the other party just gently put it on her hand and then retracted it.

Hermione stared at the other person with some doubts and unconsciously used the dementia, while Annette smiled apologetically at Hermione a little stiffly: "I will tell her the good news, and I don't know if I will be lucky. Discuss with your company about business matters. I mean the price of potions has been declining recently. I think this is not a good thing for our industry..."

"I don't think this is necessary, Ms. Bobin, the price drop of potions is a good thing for more wizards and magical creatures with wisdom." Hermione raised an eyebrow and raised her chin. Indifferently rejected the other party.

The various potions sold by the umbrellas have the arcane garden in the tower of Ravenclaw’s mage, which can speed up the planting of the most expensive part of the potion material, plus Professor Snape and the tower on potions The knowledge manual ~www.ltnovel.com~ and the introduction of some medical concepts and management methods from Muggles, so that the potions produced by the umbrella company are more effective than the potions of various so-called potions that are privately configured by so-called potions on the market. Too much better, and has a huge advantage in output and cost.

The magic potion brand established by the umbrella has been affirmed by the wizarding community in just one year. Even wizards in other countries have started to do business with the umbrella. Under such an impact, the other party’s traditional potion workshop-style production It is conceivable that the business is getting worse even with the relatively advanced chain pharmacies in the wizarding world.

"That's really a shame. I think the Harris family still lacks in understanding of our traditional British wizarding family customs." Annette Popin still smiled, but her tone was cold, "Oh, sorry, forgive me, as Is Miss Granger, the core management member of the Thoroughbred Harris Umbrella Company, related to Hertok Dagworth Granger, the founder of the Extraordinary Pharmacists Association?"

"No, I have no relationship with him. I'm from Muggle." Hermione's upright body made her very imposing-she just caught the other's true thoughts from the other's mind, but Another supporter of pure-blooded supremacy was forced by the form to "condescend and condescend" to want the umbrella company to control the price of the potion, and to allow her own family business to breathe, but after receiving a rejection reply, this Ms. Pobin no longer concealed it, knowingly and directly wanted to use her origin as the direction of the irony.

Annette Pobin's eyelashes quivered, and she slowly raised her eyes and glanced at Hermione. This gesture could make the other person feel her contempt without saying more.

Hermione was angry, and just about to turn back sarcastically, she was interrupted by a familiar female voice.