Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 221 Security in Place
At Flitwick's house.

Mike was speechless as he looked at Arthur and Vesemir with empty hands.

"Don't you two have any luggage?"

Vesemir blushed when he heard this, and Arthur said as if it was a matter of course: "Didn't you say there was everything there?"

That's true, but you two came all the way here from the United States, didn't you bring any luggage?

While Mike was complaining wildly in his mind, he told the other party the name of the factory's Floo network coordinates.

The Dolphin Magic Drink Factory under the Los Santos Irresponsible Unlimited Magic Company.

Although the coordinate names were difficult to pronounce, they had to be recited in order to accurately use the Floo Network to teleport to the designated location. So Arthur and Vesemir recited them over and over again for half a day before they could barely remember them.

Now, three days have passed since Mike and Vesemir finalized the contract. The reason why it took so long to let Arthur and others go to the factory was because the old man Vesemir had too many demands.

Not only independent and high-quality dormitories are required, but also a full set of training equipment and training venues.

In order to meet the old man's requirements, Mike had to invite the wizard construction team again, and it took a day and a half to finally complete everything the old man asked for.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Are you ready?"

"Okay...right?"

Vesemir was a little unsure about Mike's question. It was really difficult for an old man like him with declining memory to recite that difficult name.

Mike ignored him and went straight into the fireplace, sprinkled the Floo powder in his hand and teleported.

Arthur and Vesemir looked at each other and could only follow.

After a period of dizziness typical of Floo Network transmissions, Arthur and Vesemir finally felt grounded again.

What appeared in front of them now was a large conference room. The two men shook off the dust on their bodies and walked towards Mike who had been waiting outside.

"Are you ready?" Mike said with a smile, "See my factory!"

As he spoke, Mike pushed open the door of the conference room and walked out. Arthur and Vesemir followed slowly. After seeing the scene outside, a look of trance immediately appeared on their faces.

There were dozens of workers wearing the same black uniform sitting on a long assembly line. There were men, women, old and young, but each of them worked very seriously and did not notice the arrival of Mike and others at all.

Suddenly, the magic clock hanging high above the factory wall made a clear musical sound, and all the workers on the assembly line stopped when they heard the sound. Arthur looked up and saw that there were only a few simple text blocks on the magic clock, which were work-meal-rest-off.

At this moment, the only pointer on the magic clock was pointing to the dining area.

It turned out to be time for dinner.

Vesemir suddenly realized and continued to look at the workers.

What surprised him was that the scene of workers chatting and laughing in groups of three or four heading to the restaurant did not appear as he had expected. Order seemed to have been ingrained into the workers' bones. They lined up in an orderly manner, leaving the workshop in batches and heading to the cafeteria next door.

"How's it going? Not bad, right?"

Mike said with pride.

Now, after a period of running-in, the Dolphin Magic Drink factory has been getting into good shape. Employees who like to make trouble are constantly picked out and fired, leaving only those who obey orders. The workers have also become familiar with their daily work, which has led to a further increase in the factory's output to more than 5000 bottles per week.

But this output was still not enough compared to the huge market, so Mike and the Weasley brothers had no choice but to raise the price, doubling the wholesale price of Dolphin Magic Drink in order to screen out those low-end consumers.

Nowadays, there are no less than ten sales points of Dolphin Magic Drink in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade, two large wizarding gathering places. Those dealers who originally disdained Dolphin Magic Drink are now begging Mike to purchase goods.

Of course Mike readily agreed.

Of course, the price and benefits are naturally not as good as those of the first batch of dealers.

Although the price is a bit high, these distributors still agreed very readily because they can pass the extra cost on to consumers. Now that Dolphin Magic Drink is in short supply, they don't need to worry about not being able to ship the goods.

While all the major dealers were making a fortune, Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, was feeling very uncomfortable.

Because his dealer application had not been responded to until now, what he didn't know was that Mike did this on purpose. He had not forgotten everything he experienced in the Leaky Cauldron when he first entered the wizarding world.

He planned to go to the Leaky Cauldron in person tonight to catch up with the owner Tom.

Now let's get back to Arthur and Vesemir.

The two followed Mike straight through the workshop and came to the employee living area at the back of the factory.

Compared to the bustling workshop and canteen, the living area was even more lively. Although Mike had set a three-shift schedule, eight hours of high-intensity labor every day was clearly not enough to completely exhaust the energy of the young workers.

So they gathered in twos and threes to chat and play wizard chess.

Vesemir even saw some men and women walking hand in hand, seemingly in love.

What surprised Vesemir and Arthur was that no matter what the workers were doing, when they saw Mike they would immediately stop what they were doing, stand at attention and tap their hearts with their right hands.

Mike would respond with a faint smile and a nod.

Only when Mike disappeared from the workers' sight would they relax and continue what they were doing.

"You still do this here?"

The sight of the workers saluting Mike reminded Vesemir of something bad, which made him a little uneasy.

Mike also saw what he was thinking, and answered calmly, "Order is a shortcut to increasing productivity."

Vesemir looked at Mike deeply and stopped talking, assuming that he believed what he said.

In other words, he was unwilling to believe his original guess.

A few minutes later, Mike led Arthur and Vesemir to a two-story building.

The small western-style building is located at the edge of the factory. Standing on the balcony on the second floor, you can see the endless sea of ​​forests. Next to the small western-style building is a large newly developed area.

This open-air venue was somewhat similar to the playground in a Muggle school, with many white lines drawn on the ground with magic paint to divide the training areas. There were also a large number of training equipment and alchemical dummies scattered on the venue. Although it was not as good as Professor Flitwick's training room, it could basically meet Arthur's training needs.

"How is it? It's pretty good here, right?" "Just so-so."

Vesemir answered Mike pretending to be calm, but the slightly raised corners of his mouth had already betrayed him.

As for Arthur, he had already rushed into the small building and was looking at the furniture inside curiously.

"Then the safety of this factory is in your hands." Mike said with a smile, "Your job is easy. Just maintain the daily order. If there are any disputes among the workers, stop them and don't let them get into physical conflicts. At least don't pull out your wands."

Vesemir listened carefully, and Mike continued, "Of course, your protection also includes the factory's equipment and various properties. If a theft occurs and the thief is not caught, you will have your salary deducted."

"no problem!"

Vesemir agreed without hesitation. Compared with such a high salary, this amount of work was not worth mentioning.

"It's getting late, let's go have lunch."

"it is good."

Vesemir started walking back after hearing this. He had memorized the location of the cafeteria on the way here. However, Mike suddenly stopped him and said with some confusion:

"Where are you going? I've asked Shuke and Beta to prepare lunch in your dormitory as a welcome ceremony for you."

Vesemir was startled when he heard this and looked at Mike in surprise.

In the sunlight, Mike smiled gently, his golden hair shining, making the smile look particularly warm.

Vesemir felt warm in his heart and a smile appeared on his face. The uneasiness in his heart caused by the workers' previous salute disappeared.

It's impossible. How could a boy with such a smile be the same as those two people?

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At night, Mike said goodbye to Arthur and Vesemir and came to the Leaky Cauldron through the Floo network fireplace.

The Leaky Cauldron was empty at this time. All the old drunkards had disappeared. Tom had deliberately driven them away. Today, Tom was going to welcome an important guest here.

Tom paced back and forth in the bar anxiously, and his dull footsteps were particularly obvious in the quiet night.

Mike is already late.

Suddenly, there was a bang in the fireplace. Tom turned his head and saw a young man with short golden hair walking slowly out of the fireplace.

"Mr. Townley! I've heard so much about you!"

Tom immediately put on a smiling face, walked up to Mike and wanted to hug him warmly.

However, when faced with Tom's hug, Mike dodged sideways, which made the smile on Tom's face suddenly freeze.

"Boss Tom, long time no see."

A slightly childish voice came from Mike's mouth, which made Tom react. The slight unhappiness on his face quickly disappeared. He pulled out a chair and said to Mike politely: "Come on, come on, sit down. Would you like something to drink? It's my treat tonight!"

Ignoring Tom's courtesy, Mike looked at the clean tables and chairs, nodded with satisfaction and sat down. Then he took out two bottles of iced Dolphin Magic Drink from the Traceless Stretching Spell bag and handed one of them to Tom.

Tom's eyes lit up when he saw the Dolphin Magic Drink. The reason why he was so humble was just for this cute little thing. In his eyes, this treasure with water droplets hanging on the bottle wall was not a drink at all, but golden Galleons.

"Ha!" Tom opened the bottle cap and drank half of it in one gulp before letting out a sigh of relief. "What a great stuff! I feel like I'm back to my youth!"

Mike was indifferent to Tom's compliments. He just fiddled with the bottle of drink in his hand, as if this bottle of Dolphin Magic Drink was different from other drinks.

The smile on Tom's face gradually froze. According to international practice, they should have some business talk before discussing business. However, now that he had thrown out the topic, Mike ignored it.

It feels bad to flatter a horse. Mike's behavior made Tom very dissatisfied. He even suspected that Mike came here specifically to humiliate him.

He didn't know Mike's identity at first, but after investigation he remembered that Mike was the child who had a conflict with Old Pete two years ago.

Old Pete disappeared after the conflict with Mike, and his body was found in the lake a week later.

The initial conclusion given by the Ministry of Magic was that he fell into the water after being drunk. Old Pete's family did not suspect anything at all. After hastily disposing of his body, they happily divided up his few properties.

When the Ministry of Magic saw that no one cared about this matter, it gave up investigating further.

This is what is called "if the people don't report, the officials won't investigate."

To be honest, Tom could understand Old Pete's family. Although Old Pete was from a blogger family, all his immediate family members were already extinct, and eating up the entire family was a fine tradition in the British wizarding world. And because of his bad temper, he didn't have many good friends, so it was normal that no one cared about his life or death.

Even at the beginning, Tom believed what the Ministry of Magic said. After all, old Pete was an alcoholic, and it was reasonable for him to fall into the lake while drunk.

But after learning about Mike's existence, Tom began to doubt the cause of old Pete's death. The reason was unreasonable. Mike's deeds in the past two years proved that he was a cruel person.

It is very likely that he murdered old Pete!
Tom was not very willing to believe this conclusion, because if it was true, then Mike had been killing people since he was at least twelve years old.

This is really scary.

It's not that he didn't think about reporting Mike, but he had no evidence. And Mike had made friends with many big shots in the past two years. What if he failed to kill the snake...

Tom suppressed the terrible thoughts in his heart, forced a smile and said, "Mr. Townley, look at our Dolphin distribution contract..."

Tom suddenly stopped talking and looked at Mike expectantly, which made Mike feel very bored.

Originally he was planning to come here to satisfy his urge to show off, but the bar owner Tom didn't fall for it at all. He looked like he would let him be beaten and scolded, so Mike didn't feel any pleasure of revenge.

Now that he thought about it carefully, Tom didn't seem to have much ill will towards him at the beginning. In a sense, he kicked him out of the bar to prevent him from getting hurt more seriously.

Thinking of this, Mike sighed, and when he was about to let go, he saw a figure suddenly appear at the stairs on the second floor.

"Um, Boss Tom. Do you have any hot dogs or sausages?"

Harry, in his pajamas, walked down the stairs and was slightly stunned when he saw only Mike and Tom in the empty bar.

(End of this chapter)