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As a comparison, the opening of the Gwent card is much hotter than that of the Wizard card.

"Drawing card guarantee mechanism?" Mrs. Zabini looked at the other side with interest.

She seemed to be able to see through and see what was going on inside.

"Yes, Minister Fudge lost two hundred times in a row, and Miss Greengrass won two times in ten."

"Greengrass?" Mrs. Zabini lowered her face, and turned to stare coldly at a wizard who sneaked into the second group.

"Yes—yes." He didn't dare to raise his head, his lips were trembling.

"Lucretia, this is not surprising." Old Flint walked over with disdain,

"The Wayne kid has made a move, and Fudge won't let him go easily."

"Please don't call me by my first name." Mrs. Zabini turned and went back to the store.

Old Flint felt resistance, albeit in a particularly subtle way.

He doesn't have any relationship with the person in the family, and they are playing their own way in private anyway.

The soon-to-be Lucretia Zabini's seventh husband is a senior official of the French Ministry of Magic.

Conquering such a beautiful rose that is cursed by nature will surely enjoy unprecedented pleasure.

Lucius, who was watching him quietly, quickly put away the disdain on his face.

Most of the "old friends" have left, and the rest are either out of respect for them or have thoughts about Mrs. Zabini.

real customers?No.

The income of nearly [-] Galleons seems to be playing the Gwent card, but after all, it is just a look.

If the original style of play is followed, the wizard card will really be cold.

"Put up the notice." As soon as Lucius finished speaking, Old Crabbe and Old Goyle walked out of the store with grinning grinning.

Whether it is a gold card or a color card, in the final analysis, it is all a pile of scrap metal.

1 galleon, 1 wizard card made of gold and silver, embedded with fine gemstones, is undoubtedly a blow to dimensionality reduction.

There is no need to fight luck, it has a value that exceeds the selling price, and normal people know how to choose.

Regardless of the gameplay, this idea is indeed correct.

The price reduction announcement for the Black Swan Wizard Card House had just been posted, and some wizards who had lost their patience for a long time really came.

When they showed the cards far exceeding their value, wizards who found it profitable rushed over in large numbers.

Lucius looked calm on the surface, but he was already extremely contemptuous in his heart.

The Aurors sent by the Ministry of Magic have already sent one or two to maintain order.

Mrs. Zabini and old Flint had already gone up to the second floor, and it was time for them to leave after another look.

Gwent has a card pool, and there is no need to hire even a clerk.

How could the noble and elegant Master Lucius deal with ordinary wizards all the time.

If you "condescend" too many times, the price will drop.

Twenty shop assistants hired with high salaries are already in place, all professionals with impeccable appearance and etiquette.

"Low blood is low blood, and those people will never reach our height—"

As soon as Lucius came to the second floor, he heard old Flint belittle the other side.

Although he is the same, he will not underestimate Vincent.

It cannot be explained by luck alone that such a big show can be made.

Old Parkinson sat between the two casually, "Frantz, it's not a good habit to underestimate the enemy."

"Yagos, is there something wrong with what I said?"

He glanced at the lively downstairs, "These people are here for profit, you know what I want to express."

Of course, if there is a discount, it will be snapped up. If there is no discount, it will only return to the previous state.

This is a very stupid play.

Lucius stood by the window, the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly.

Since the card pool is so easy to use, he will definitely not miss it.

The value of cards is determined by the secondary market, but most of the market is determined by them.

The same card drawing mechanism, the difference is that the second-hand market is manipulated to raise the value.

As in the nature of gambling, it will only get worse after you taste the sweetness.

"I have to thank Wayne." Lucius turned to them. "Thanks to his idea, we can make a huge profit."

Old Parkinson nodded thoughtfully.

The probability is not important, and the card is not important.

Even for the most common one, whatever price they want to go behind the scenes, it will go up to whatever price.

Mrs. Zabini said blankly: "The cost of cultivating a second-hand card trading market is not lower than what I have already invested in, right?"

"The greater the investment, the greater the final reward." She ignored Old Flint's flattering expression.

"Lucretia, if we expand the market to Europe and the world, the profits we can make will be far beyond imagination."

Madame Zabini looked straight at him.

To her, Jin Jialong was just a series of numbers, but no one would dislike too many numbers.

Human nature is greedy, and everyone is eager to opportunistically.

Once the second-hand trading market is formed, there will only be a steady stream of wizards joining in.

As card merchants, they will try their best to stabilize the market turmoil on the premise that they don't want to be the last one to take over.

When it's time to harvest, you only need to wave the sickle lightly, and you can get huge rewards.

Lucius, who came up with this strategy, perfectly controlled the weakness of human nature.

"Our reputation will get bad?"

"Nobody knows the market is manipulated by us."

"What if it is discovered?"

"The old way, gag the Ministry of Magic."

Just like the way the Muggle stock market works, it's exactly what the Wayne profiteer wants to do but dare not do.

Short-term huge profits are very tempting, but the long-term profits that Gwent can bring are more optimistic.

From the campus competition to the national competition to the regional competition, and finally the world competition like Quidditch.

Have a good reputation and make a lot of money.

Vincent put on a false smile and followed Fudge to the Black Swan Wizard card house.

The 1 Gwent cards have been drawn, and it took less than an hour and a half in total.

If it weren't for the price drop of the wizard card, it would be at least a third faster.

"Welcome!" The two clerks froze when they raised their heads.

The Minister of Magic is fine, but why is the boss of the opposite family here?

Breaking things?

A large number of people followed, and it really looked like this.

A clerk stumbled up to the second floor.

"Master Lucius, it's bad!

Bring someone over to us to make trouble! "

The few people who were swimming in the imaginary ocean of Gold Galleon all came to their senses in an instant.

Lucius, who was the first to wake up, glanced at the clerk half kneeling in front of him.

Flustered, it should not be fake.

"What are you waiting for!" Old Flint stood up and twisted his neck, "Wayne, the bastard, dared to come here, it's because of Fudge's presence."

"Plus Dumbledore." Old Parkinson grinned sneeringly, "Pretending to be concerned about his peers, do you really think he has already won?"

Lucius put on a hypocritical smile, "Anyway, the Wizard card does borrow the idea of ​​the Gwent card.

However, the world is cruel, and what belongs to you may not always belong to you. "

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