Chapter 53 Malfoy: This Is What A Noble Should Be Like! Fool A Working Man

Chapter 53 Malfoy: This Is What A Noble Should Be Like! Fool A Working Man

"What do you mean, Lawrence?"

Malfoy turned around. Wayne's voice was neither loud nor quiet, but enough for him to hear clearly.

The eleven-year-old boy actually had a cold expression on his face:

"I can understand that you are provoking my Malfoy family?"

Wayne was unmoved, and Little Bear spread his hands: "Am I not telling the truth?"

"I originally thought that a big customer was here, but I ended up buying this most ordinary map. I'm so happy for nothing.

ordinary?

Malfoy looked at the parchment in his hand.

Somewhat confused.

Exquisite python pattern, green lace also reveals a little bit of gold, obviously sprinkled with gold powder.

Isn't this the most expensive version?

Did he buy the wrong one?

Lawrence, what do you mean? Malfoy asked again, "Do you have anything better?"

"certainly."

Wayne looked at him in surprise: "The twenty-eight pure-blood families are the nobles among wizards. Shouldn't the things they use be customized?"

"After all, as a Muggle noble, everything in my home is specially customized.

"Isn't that what you are doing?"

"Who says otherwise?" Malfoy said anxiously: "Our Malfoy family is a noble family, so of course we use the best!"

"My dad's crutch was specially customized by the alchemist master."

Malfoy felt slightly ashamed.

If you think about it carefully, although most of his items are top-notch, they are not custom-made.

Damn it, being compared to this Muggle.

"Lawrence, don't just say what you say." Malfoy shook the map in his hand angrily:

"You didn't tell me there was a customized version. How much does it cost? I want it."

"It turns out I misunderstood." Wayne showed an appropriately apologetic smile:

"I do have customized models here, and they will be customized according to the needs of customers. Different grades naturally use different materials.

Brother Yan said proudly: "Of course it is the best!"

Wayne smiled happily, "Sincerely pays you two hundred galleons.

Malfoy almost jumped up: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

"Listen to me first about the ingredients, and then you draw conclusions." Wayne asked him to calm down, and then started... sales pitch:

"The top grade uses not sheepskin, but dragon skin, and the map ink is also the highest grade king squid ink. It not only does not change color, but also quickly poisons with a faint poisonous gas.

"The map will also have the crest of the Malfoy family and the logo of Slytherin tattooed on it, all made of the finest unicorn feathers."

Finally, Wayne asked: "Do you still think this is expensive?"

"It's too cheap..." Malfoy replied subconsciously, and then immediately reacted:

"No, it's not expensive. It's very reasonable. Don't just raise the price!"

"We are all nobles. I am a Muggle noble and you are a wizard noble. The Gui clan cannot do anything like sitting on the ground and raising the price."

Wayne said arrogantly, this kind of performance made Malfoy feel at ease.

This is the style I want!

"I want the top map. Here is a deposit of fifty galleons."

Malfoy took out all the Galleons he had. His pocket money for one semester was only one hundred Galleons. He had spent a lot before and what he had on hand was no longer enough.

But you can't let Wayne know, otherwise he will get slapped again.

I could only use the deposit as an excuse and write home all night asking for money.

Asking his father for money would definitely get him lectured, so Malfoy planned to ask his mother, Narcissa, for the money.

To Malfoy's surprise, Wayne had no intention of taking it. Instead, he looked at him angrily:

"what do you mean."

"A deposit is required for transactions between nobles? You are insulting me!"

"Take the money and come to me for the map in two days!"

After speaking, Wayne didn't wait for Malfoy to say anything else, turned around and knocked on the barrel a few times before getting back into the lounge.

It seemed like he was really angry.

Gore suddenly became happy:

"Master Malfoy, do you think this man is stupid? He doesn't even want to pay him. No wonder he was assigned... a job

"Shut up!" Malfoy was furious and suppressed Goyle's next words with a cannibalistic look:

"What do you know, this is a transaction between nobles.

"Don't judge Lawrence with your ordinary thoughts!"

"Is it possible that the Malfoy family will waste this hundred galleons!"

Malfoy had been completely deceived, and Wayne's remarks about the nobility just hit his heart like a sharp sword.

son.

With the name of the Malfoy family, Wayne can be trusted so much. How could a fool like Goyle understand the secret?

After looking at the two idiots with disgust, Malfoy left.

He now feels that calling Wayne a mudblood is a bit too much.

Even Muggle nobles are nobles and cannot be insulted.

Well, it’s decided, I’ll call him Lawrence from now on.

In the lounge, Wayne was almost having cramps from laughing.

Cedric was standing there, his head empty.

"You mean...you used this rhetoric to sell the map for a hundred galleons?"

When Wayne came back just now, he just casually asked why Malfoy came to see him.

But after listening to Wayne's story, Cedric felt that his world view had collapsed.

Are there really such stupid people in the world?

Cedric said speechlessly: "Don't laugh, you didn't even ask for a deposit, aren't you afraid that he will regret it after he goes back?"

"You still don't understand what Malfoy really wants."

Wayne reluctantly suppressed his smile, shook his head and looked at him sadly:

"You still don't understand that those purebloods don't care about money, or small money, but what they care about is uniqueness and the feeling of being superior to others.

"Believe it or not, the rhetoric I just told you would be fooled even by old Malfoy.

"I don't believe it." Cedric said harshly: "There is no wizard in the world who doesn't regard money as money.

"Then take a gamble."

"Just bet."

Cedric also took the bait and made a bet with Wayne.

Once the deal is finally done, he's going to jump on Hufflepuff's dining room table and do a twerk dance.

If it doesn't work out, let Wayne perform a bit.

But even if he wins, Cedric is still the original wife of the United States.

Wayne has already earned more than a hundred galleons, and there will definitely be considerable income in the future.

With so much money, how many Charlie Cannon peripherals can he buy?

"Cedric." Wayne suddenly said: "Do you want to learn how to make maps?"

Cedric was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you mean, you want to teach me?"

"Whether you want to learn or not, if you want to learn, I will teach you.

"No, it's true." Cedric was startled: "Wayne, aren't you afraid that I will start selling maps after I learn it?"

"Can you?" Wayne asked.

"Of course not." Cedric shook his head.

Not to mention that he and Wayne are very good friends now, even if they weren't, he wouldn't do anything to steal people's business.

"There are conditions for teaching you." Wayne stated his purpose: "If you learn how to make a map, you will work for me, and you will get 20% of each map.

Wayne's previous inventory was running low, especially the most basic maps, which were basically sold out. He had to stay up late tonight to restock.

A lot of practice can indeed improve your alchemy experience, but too much repetition is of no use.

Anyway, now Wayne has mastered all the magic spells and alchemy principles used to make maps, and making any more maps is just a waste of time.

Instead of doing this, it's better to outsource it layer by layer so that you can be free to learn other magic.

His purpose is to earn points, not to make money.

He could just go to Gringotts and exchange this little money for some gold.

Originally, Wayne wanted to ask Hermione for help, but the little witch had just entered school and was still far away from meeting his requirements.

Looking at it this way, Xiaosai is quite suitable.

As for whether Cedric will learn to turn against others.

Wayne still has many ideas in his mind, and the map is just a test method. If Cedric really does this...

He will only lose more.

"I did it."

Upon hearing Wayne's request, Cedric agreed without hesitation.

Twenty percent doesn't sound like much, but after one school year, it amounts to dozens of galleons, which is much more than his pocket money.

The most important thing is that he can learn a lot from Wayne. This is what Cedric values.

He has now fully realized that the little wizard in front of him is a pervert. He has mastered more magic and is more powerful than him when he first entered school.

"Then let me check your background first."

Wayne asked a few questions to test Cedric. After asking and answering, he nodded.

"Something, but not much."

Cedric, who was sitting opposite, had black lines all over his head.

You can't be more tactful.

After all, I am also your senior, can you save some face?

Wayne took out the parchment, wrote down the spell to be used, and gave it to Cedric.

"You learn these spells first and leave the other work to me. Is that okay?"

After a quick glance, Cedric nodded: "Just give me a week and that's about it.

"Okay, you have to hurry up, otherwise when the time comes, everyone will have a copy, and it will be of no use even if you learn it.

"I'll try my best." Cedric's face fell: "You don't know, Whateley has gone crazy. The original training twice a week has become five times a week. I really can't stand it anymore."

Wayne waved his hand: "You can figure it out yourself."

In the following days, although the business was not as hot as the first day, Wayne was able to sell a lot of maps every day.

Malfoy's attitude towards Wayne has improved a lot since he came that night, and he even nodded.

As soon as the money from home arrived, it was delivered before it was even warmed.

Of course, Wayne did not disappoint him. Looking at the exquisite map made of dragon skin, it also had anti-peeping, anti-theft and other functions.

Malfoy, who was still a little sore at the moment, felt that the money was well spent.

Show off in front of other purebloods.

Wayne wished he did this, because of this free tap, he received five more customized versions, and more than ten promax versions, all from Slytherin.

Wayne wanted to split the money between Hermione and Qiu, but they wanted nothing more.

Being able to sell it is all due to Wayne's own ability and has nothing to do with them at all.

Wayne no longer forced himself.

When Cedric witnessed this transaction with his own eyes, his face looked like he was constipated.

With a dark face, he jumped up to Hufflepuff's long table and started posing, twisting his butt, and all the little wizards were stunned.

Professor Sprout couldn't stand it anymore and locked him up for two days with gold coins to fertilize the plants in the greenhouse.

Under Cedric's sad and indignant gaze, Wayne, like everyone else, burst into laughter.

It’s week

5. Wayne received a letter from an owl while he was having breakfast.

He opened the envelope strangely:

[Wayne, I have found a lot of materials you need recently. We can come and have a cup of afternoon tea together tomorrow. Of course, it would be great if you are willing to bring Phoenix with you. 】

Seeing that the signer was Hagrid, Wayne also smiled.

This is not an invitation to him. This is an invitation to King Feng.

However, Wayne didn't intend to refuse. He had indeed used a lot of materials in his recent practice of making props, so he could just add some more.

Feeling that someone was staring at him, Wayne looked up.

Snape, who was sitting at the guest table, didn't eat either and just looked at Wayne.

He had made several insinuations in the past few days, just to get some Phoenix information from Wayne.

As a result, this brat couldn't make any progress, and after deducting his points a few times, he became even happier.

No, he must be sick!

Si (Li Qian's) Snape and Bai Si are displeased with his sister, how come there are still young wizards who are not afraid of deducting points as punishment, and are still looking forward to it?

In the afternoon potions class, Snape 'tentatively' deducted 15 points from Wayne.

Hufflepuff's little wizard is already used to strange things.

Now many students know that Snape hates Harry the most, followed by Wayne.

The two of them didn't know when their feud started, but every day Snape would find some reason to deduct some points from Wayne.

Just deduct it, the Academy Cup is not interesting, and there is no such thing as being at the bottom. After all, there is a Gryffindor.

Oh, no, it’s Gran Turismo, the points are gone.

When he saw Wayne smiling like a flower, Snape finally gave up.

*`々Lawrence, how on earth did you hand over those materials to me. "

"Did you use it all to make those stupid maps?"

After class, leaving Wayne alone, Snape spoke.

Wayne’s act of selling maps could not be hidden from the professor at all. In addition to Professor Flitwick’s praise, other teachers also praised him ravely (because they did not know that Filch’s

whereabouts. )

Nowadays, fewer and fewer little wizards are late. Even if they are late, it definitely has nothing to do with getting lost.

This also saves the professors a lot of worry.

Therefore, Snape recently deducted points from Wayne, and other professors added them back to Wayne.

Over and over again, the amount added was actually much more than the amount deducted.

"Professor." Wayne smiled shyly: "I have indeed collected a lot of materials recently, including tears, feathers, feces, all of which contain celery."

Snape's breathing was a little heavier.

It's all good stuff.

"It's useless for you to keep it, and it would be a waste of money if you sell it. Leave it to me, and I can give you a share of the refined potion.

"And you will not be deducted points within two months."

Snape was good at teaching. .