Hogwarts Summoning Guide

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The next day's Daily Prophet featured a lengthy report on a mysterious Eastern "ninja".

Some say he is a master of Defense Against the Dark Arts because he subdued three beasts that were considered "extremely dangerous" using only a few simple white spells;

Some say he's a snow mountain hermit who has lived for hundreds of years, and his miraculous legends circulate throughout the snow mountains. (Even Bai Lin shook his head at this.)

Some even say he is a fugitive criminal who committed many bizarre cases; otherwise, why would he wear a mask and prevent people from seeing his face? (The West has a strong prejudice against the act of covering one's mouth).

However, no matter how people reacted, the Beast Arena and "Night Demon" became incredibly popular. By noon the next day, fairies were already selling crudely made ninja dolls at the entrance of the zoo on Charles Street. Bai Lin was once again amazed by Patrice's reaction and execution.

Bai Lin, who had successfully sealed the three-headed beast, pretended to accept an empty bag with "Bonus 1000 Galleons" written on it in front of the audience, and then disappeared without giving Patrice a chance to ask him for the corpse of the Kemera Beast.

The next match is still a week away. Patrice is resorting to the same old tricks, planning another week of voting and hype, even employing scarcity marketing by hiring fairies to scalp tickets for the inner field. Bai Lin can't help but wonder if all those marketing tricks in the Muggle world were leaked by fairies?

Bai Lin didn't care about Patrice's money-making, after all, he didn't dare to miss out on his share. And he got what he wanted: Magic 4, reaching 73 points. After a few more rounds, he was confident that he could reach 100 and reach Dumbledore's level.

However, on the third day of the competition, just as Bai Lin woke up in the makeshift bed in the underground warehouse of the convenience store—which was now his home—Phineas brought him a hot breakfast and two messenger owls.

Bai Lin was somewhat surprised, as he was unfamiliar with both owls. He ate his hot dog while opening the letter delivered by the owl.

The first letter came from Ron's older brother, Bill Weasley. It turned out that White Scale had asked Ron to have Bill help him find out about the dark wizard Mugur.

Bill had once written to Bai Lin through Ron, informing him that Mugur had been transferred to Gringotts in Diagon Alley, and that Bai Lin hadn't had time to go looking for trouble with him.

Bill's letter this time was to tell Bai Lin that Mugor is now a lock inspector at Gringotts because many vaults use magical locks, and these locks need to be checked and replenished every one or two years to prevent them from becoming ineffective.

Bai Lin thought of Ron's older brother in the original work—serious, steady, and a very responsible and reliable young man—and felt quite grateful to him.

His reply confirmed Bai Lin's suspicions: Mugul was definitely after the Lestrange family's treasury, but why did he want to obtain one of the Horcruxes, the Golden Cup? Bai Lin hadn't figured it out yet.

The second letter came from a stranger, signed Yuci Claude. Bai Lin racked his brains for a long time but couldn't figure out who it was. The content was even simpler: it asked him to meet at a café on Charles Street the next day at noon to discuss something important.

Bai Lin scratched his head and stuffed the letter into his pocket. He was curious about who wanted to see him, but he had something more important to do. Poor Zhuo Bi was still imprisoned in the Ministry of Magic, and Bai Lin planned to ask Patrice for help.

Despite being a fairy merchant, Patrice seems to possess considerable power, according to Bai Lin's recent observations.

Bai Lin brought a large bag of Galleons and went to Patrice's office. The energetic fairy was calculating something at his desk. Watching him meticulously calculating with his fingers, Bai Lin suddenly gained a new understanding of economics in the wizarding world.

He suddenly realized that Hogwarts did not teach math. The reason the students knew 112 was because they were all 11 years old when they entered school. Before the age of 11, they learned very basic arithmetic through home education or Muggle schools. However, as is well known, the level of arithmetic education for children in Europe and America is indescribable. At the age of 11, apart from some children with a talent for arithmetic, most others probably had not even understood addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division within 100, let alone higher-level mathematics.

So here's the question: if everyone in the entire wizarding society only has a math level of someone who didn't even finish elementary school, then who will do all the math-related tasks in the wizarding society? The answer is the fairies.

This is why Gringotts was run by goblins, because if you let an ordinary wizard manage money, he might not be able to count a few hundred gold coins.

"Ah, Mr. Director! It's a rare treat to see you!" Patrice said sarcastically, subtly putting the ledgers and lists on the table into a drawer.

"Ah! You can't do that!" Patrice almost jumped up. If Bai Lin were to take control of the finances, his profits would be completely exposed to the Explorers family.

"Huh? Why? Mr. Patrice? Isn't this my prerogative as the headmaster? Or is there something wrong with our accounts?" Bai Lin said with a forced smile.

Patrice's forehead was visibly beaded with sweat as he stammered, "This...this...it's mainly because you're so busy with official duties, and financial matters require a lot of time and energy...human wizards are usually quite bad with numbers..."

"You can rest assured, I come from the East. Children there start learning math at age 3 and study until age 22! If you don't believe me, give me a math problem and I can tell you the answer right now!" Bai Lin said.

Patrice, skeptical, asked, "How many Sickles and Nats are 254 Galleons?"

In Harry Potter, the exchange rate between gold Galleons, silver Sickles, and bronze Knuts is 1:17493. This exchange rate is simply inhuman. If you asked an ordinary wizard how many Sickles and Knuts 254 Galleons equal, he would go crazy on the spot.

Bai Lin thought for about three seconds and said, "4318 Silver Xike, 125222 Bronze Nat." He was a top student who won the first prize in the provincial math Olympiad when he was a child, so how could this problem be difficult for him?

Patrice was taken aback. He took out a small fairy calculating tool, which looked a bit like an abacus. After calculating for about two minutes, he found that Bai Lin was completely correct, which completely overturned his worldview.

Patrice then posed another question, and this time Bai Lin answered even faster. Patrice was completely impressed. However, Bai Lin thought to himself that if the calculator were promoted by the Ministry of Magic, all the fairies in the world would probably be out of a job.

Patrice slumped in his chair, seemingly utterly despairing of the zoo's future. Bai Lin was clearly a formidable opponent in every way. Previously, he'd thought Bai Lin was a hands-off manager, but now he realized Bai Lin held absolute power, after all, he was the representative of the Explorers family and the head of the zoo.

"Oh dear, look at my brain. Actually, I am indeed very busy... There are still many things that Mr. Patras needs to do... It's just that I've encountered some minor difficulties recently, which has forced me to put my other affairs on hold, so I've put my energy back into the zoo." Bai Lin sat down opposite Patras and poured himself a cup of hot cocoa.

"What's the problem? Leave it to Patrice, I'll definitely help you solve it!" Patrice jumped up as if he'd been slapped on the butt with an electric baton.

"It's nothing really," Bai Lin said, picking at his ear. "You know Zhuo Bi, right? He's been detained by the Ministry of Magic, which has made things very inconvenient for me."

"Leave it to Patrice!" the fairy pounded her chest and declared righteously.

Bai Lin thought to himself: Great! I've saved on all the gold coins in my pocket! But speaking of which, how much money did that old devil make at the zoo?

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