Days wandering around Hogwarts

Chapter 398 It’s the end of the semester

What a wonderful time it is after final exams.

After dinner, the Gryffindor common room became a sea of ​​joy as students celebrated the arrival of summer vacation.

Ruby, who had just returned from France, also joined the celebration. She stood on one leg on the top of Charles's head and kept posing in various difficult postures, making everyone laugh.

Ron's owl "Piggy" has infinite admiration for "The Boss". At this time, he is also studying above Ron's head, but he often loses his balance and falls onto Hermione's book next to him.

Every time the piglet fell, Hermione would put it back on Ron's head.

Crookshanks wanted to learn too, but Hermione pinned him down between his legs.

At this time, Harry was not celebrating happily like everyone else. Instead, he was staring at Charles' face nervously, trying to judge something from his expression.

Charles gave Harry a task during the Potions Championship, asking him to analyze Percy's proposal for a potion exchange.

Harry scratched his head for a long time this afternoon, and finally, under Hermione's guidance, he wrote a long essay combining some content from the History of Magic class.

Charles took a look at it and didn't ask for too much. He just wanted to give this guy the impression of analyzing the pros and cons in his mind to prevent him from doing anything impulsive.

Soon, a ticket for the Quidditch World Cup final appeared in Harry's hand, which aroused the envy of everyone.

There were no classes the next day, so Dumbledore invited everyone to go to Hogsmeade for a day.

At breakfast, Charles went around the four colleges and collected wages for everyone's work in the greenhouses during the academic year.

The students who received their wages happily went to Hogsmeade to promote consumption. Charles chatted with Harry and his trio on the way.

Harry asked Charles: "Where are you going this summer?"

Charles sighed and said, "There are too many things to do. First of all, there is the second Decryption Challenge, and then there are the company's affairs. The work of the Ministry of Magic also needs to be arranged, and after that, I have to go abroad."

Harry sighed, "You're not having an easy time."

Charles continued, "There is also the herbal medicine paper. I hope I will have time to finish it in the summer."

"So the holiday homework should remain the same."

Harry immediately replied, "No problem!"

For him, helping Charles with his holiday homework was an important source of income.

Although he doesn't have the pressure of paying off a 30-year mortgage now, it still costs a lot of money to buy snacks and gadgets.

Even if Charles didn't say it, Harry would have brought it up.

Hermione hated this kind of thing, but when she thought about Harry's family situation, she decided not to say anything.

But Charles still brought the topic back to her: "Hermione, is that thing back?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hermione asked angrily, "Did you tell Professor Dumbledore about this?"

Charles said seriously, "I don't think you have enough character to handle it yet."

Ron was confused and didn't know what was going on. He couldn't help but ask, "What are you talking about?"

Charles replied: "It is a very useful, but extremely dangerous thing. Improper use can cause serious consequences."

The matter of the time turner needs to be kept secret and cannot be made public.

Ron heard him speak so seriously, looked Hermione up and down carefully, and said seriously: "Although I don't know what that thing is, I can see that the consequences are serious. You seem to have gained a lot of weight." Hermione's face turned pale.

She herself has recently noticed that her clothes are becoming too tight.

Charles said: "It's normal. It happens when you eat too much sweets."

"When you read and think a lot, your brain consumes a lot of energy, so you get hungry easily. When you are hungry, you eat a lot of sweets, and the sugar that exceeds the consumption turns into fat."

"If you continue to eat new sweets when you are just hungry the next day and haven't consumed the fat you stored yesterday, your fat will naturally increase."

Harry continued, "That's just how Dudley is. He always eats sweets. I think he'll surpass the Fat Lady this summer."

This kind of knowledge involved an area that Ron had never been exposed to before. He found it very interesting and said nonchalantly, "It's okay for girls to be a little fat. My mother is fat."

By this time Hermione was already nervous, mumbling something over and over, just like before an exam.

Charles and Harry split up as the trio entered Hogsmeade, and he had to go back to the Dancing Grass Restaurant to arrange some work.

Many wizards from all over the world will come to watch this year's Quidditch World Cup final, and wizards also need to eat and drink, so this opportunity cannot be missed.

Charles had earlier agreed with Fudge to build a temporary restaurant in the camp, but problems arose: there were not enough working elves.

By that time, there will be 1 wizards in the stadium. Even if only % of them go to eat, there will be thousands of people, which is enough to tire Dobby and others to death.

There are no wild Pokémons in the UK now, and even the weak ones waiting to die have been taken to the Dancing Grass Restaurant. Charles gives them a job like smelling the food to see if it’s rotten or spoiled, so that they can be supported for the rest of their lives.

To this end, Dobby thought of a solution and reported the situation to Charles today: "Professor Dumbledore agreed that we can hire the elves from Hogwarts to help. Although I don't like them, their work level is still very good."

Charles asked him, "Will the payment be given to Hogwarts or directly to them?"

Dobby replied, "Basic pay to Hogwarts."

He gave Charles an explanation.

Now the working elves are heretics in the eyes of the house elves. They are more hateful than the lazy elves. If they can be burned to death slowly over a low fire, they should never be burned over a high fire.

It would be strange if Dobby didn't break his legs if he went directly to hire the house-elves from Hogwarts. He had to ask Dumbledore to come forward and let him give strict orders to the house-elves, so the hiring fee went to Hogwarts.

Charles thought this was fine, just do the job well first, everything else is just empty talk.

"Where are the raw materials?" Charles asked Dobby again, "Can you guarantee that there will be enough of them?"

Dobby replied, "Mr. Axe Prewett said he could help with the raw materials. Muggle food is cheaper."

"He also prepared a large cold storage for Muggles, so we can just avoid the Muggles when we go to pick up the goods."

"We have enough food in the cold storage for 5,000 people. If it's not enough, we can prepare more within two hours."

Charles nodded. It seemed that Dobby already had some capitalist thinking. As long as he could make money, it didn't matter whether you were a wizard or a Muggle.

Funding is not a problem.

The Dancing Grass Restaurant is a subsidiary of Phoenix Logistics. In the Muggle society, there is a shell company opened in the name of an old man, which specializes in transferring money between the two societies.

Charles said to Dobby, "Call Master Malfoy later."

Dobby deadpanned, "Okay, boss."

(End of this chapter)