Chapter 135: Hufflepuff’S Evil Intentions Are All In You, Visit The Burrow

Chapter 135: Hufflepuff’S Evil Intentions Are All In You, Visit The Burrow

Wayne also didn't expect that the future legendary manufacturer, Firebolt Company, would have such a miserable experience.

They can't even pay the goblins.

"Lawrence, you don't understand the situation..." After getting acquainted with each other, Valor complained bitterly.

"Now the goblins' wage costs almost exceed the material costs, but they are still not satisfied. They go on strike every day and demand a wage increase.

"If the craftsmanship wasn't good, we would really want to kill all the goblins and make our own."

"They just do whatever they want because of their good skills." McKay added angrily.

Although wizards are the masters of the magical world, this does not mean that wizards have achieved the ultimate in every aspect.

In many aspects, magical animals and magical creatures still have the upper hand.

Just like goblin craftsmanship.

They can often make crafts and weapons that even wizards are amazed by, such as Gryffindor's sword, which is the masterpiece of the goblins.

The accessories on the firebolt, pedals, brackets, and branch hoops are also made by fairies.

The parts they make are not only extremely accurate, but there are even many mysteries that have not been cracked, which can make the broom's stability and acceleration far superior to other products.

This is why even though they knew the goblins were greedy, Luo and McKay still held their noses and hired them.

In less than two years, the wages of these greedy guys have been raised twice.

Not satisfied with this, the goblins often threaten to strike.

Wayne learned more about it in detail.

There are ten goblins in the company, and the two with the best craftsmanship earn an annual salary of one thousand galleons. They also work four days a week and have three days off, and have holidays during the holidays.

The other eight had annual salaries ranging from five hundred to seven hundred galleons.

All in all, it is much more than ordinary Ministry of Magic employees.

Especially the two most skilled ones, both richer than Mr. Weasley.

Wayne thought for a while, "Call the two fairies with the best skills over here."

Valor and McKay looked at each other and finally went out.

After all, Wayne had just become a shareholder, and they still wouldn't refuse his request just to talk to his employees.

Soon, McKay walked in with two dwarf goblins.

He looks very old, no wonder his craftsmanship is the best.

Wayne opened his mouth with a critical strike.

"From now on, wages will increase by 10%, but this is the last time, no matter what happens in the future. Your wages will not increase again."

At this time, not only the two goblins became angry, but also McKay and Valor's expressions changed drastically.

Wayne raised his hand to signal the two of them to calm down, and then continued:

"When I said there would be no further salary increase, I was referring to the total salary of you goblins."

"But how much you two can take depends on your abilities."

The two old fairies seemed to have thought of something.

Wayne chuckled: "If you have the ability, take away all the other people's wages and it will also be your own money."

"But the premise of all this is that it cannot affect the production of Firebolts.

"As long as you can do it, you can do whatever you want."

"Little wizard, are you telling the truth?" One of the goblins was breathing heavily and his eyes turned red.

According to Wayne, even if other people's money remains unchanged, just 10% of the total salary is a huge amount.

"I am a new shareholder of this company, so my words are useful, right?" Wayne looked at Valuo.

Valor and McKay nodded.

"It's a deal!" Another goblin was afraid that Wayne would regret it and wanted to finalize this condition quickly.

"Don't worry." Wayne stretched out his hand and pressed it: "This is where it is.

"From now on, you two will each own 2% of the company's shares, and you will be the protagonists of the company."

"For every ten thousand Galleons earned, you will receive two hundred.

The two fairies were drooling.

Wayne said seductively: "You have become the protagonist, if the goblins under you want to raise their wages..."

"What a beautiful idea!" A goblin said fiercely: "No one can take away my money!"

"Then what if they go on strike again?" Wayne waved his hands helplessly.

"Whoever makes trouble, beat him to death!" the two goblins said in unison.

"Very good." Wayne nodded with satisfaction: "You already have the consciousness of the protagonist."

"Dear young master, you understand us goblins." An old goblin lamented that Wayne was a conspiracy, but due to the nature of goblins, they could not refuse such a conspiracy.

The two goblins went out happily. Even if the door was closed, the people inside could hear them calling out to other lazy goblins.

Snape, Valor, and others were dumbfounded as they watched Wayne's series of operations.

Especially Valor and McKay, they almost fell to their knees before the boy.

The two are good at technology. Valor specializes in spells on broomsticks, while McKay is responsible for the design and production of streamlines and materials.

But when it comes to how to manage a company and expand profits, they really know nothing about it.

Snape also looked at Wayne complicatedly.

It's really the focus of all Hufflepuff students.

"Mr. Lawrence." McKay's eyes were eager: "Do you have any other opinions on the company's operations?"

"If you have anything you want to say, just mention it and we will do it!"

With a simple move, the two people who were originally very wary of Wayne were convinced.

"It's just a whim." Wayne waved his hand:

"Didn't I promise you just now that I won't interfere in specific affairs, don't worry.

Valor and McKay smiled bitterly.

Now we want you to step in.

Wayne wasn't trying to reassure the two of them, he was really just doing it casually, even investing in the Firebolt.

This small amount of money can't bring points. The investment banks he acquired make more money in one day than here in a year.

As for agreeing to the fairies' share, Valor and McKay said it would be up to them.

Wayne looked at the design drawings in the office for a while, and then asked the two of them to help him customize five unique fire crossbows. If he wanted to use special wood and materials, he would pay for them.

Then he left with Snape who was already a little impatient.

All Firebolts will have unique numbers, and his one is numbered 001.

As for the remaining handfuls, they are for Hermione, Qiu, and Fleur.

"Professor, thank you for today." Wayne handed the Phoenix King's tears to Snape.

The role played by the old bat is actually quite small, it just makes it easier for him to enter the door.

But since he agreed, Wayne would not default on the bill.

Snape carefully put the bottle away, his face immediately turned cold, and he started chasing people away.

"Okay Lawrence, I hope the next time you and I meet is in the new semester.

"Tsk, you must be a dog-faced person, you change so quickly." Wayne curled his lips.

Seeing Snape about to enter his home, the young man suddenly said: "Professor, I suggest you not to have too many illusions.

Snape's movements froze.

"With King Feng's ability, it is impossible to achieve the result you want (now).

"It's better to focus on the future and don't get too immersed in the past.

After a long while, Snape said hoarsely: "How will you know if you don't try."

"If it was really possible, Professor Dumbledore would have come to see me a long time ago." Wayne shook his head. He understood Snape's obsession, but he just didn't want him to do useless work.

"Forget it, you won't listen even if I say it."

"Next time, remember to deal with the smell of blood. If an Auror comes to visit, you will be in trouble.

After saying that, Wayne took a step and disappeared.

Snape, who had been twisting the doorknob, stood there for a long time before finally pushing the door open and disappearing into the darkness.

He won't give up.

Even if he can't do it, this is the meaning of his life for the rest of his life.

...

The next day, Wayne went to Firebolt Company again.

He handed some Muggle books on aerodynamics to the two of them and really didn't care about anything else.

Time came quietly to mid-August.

School starts in two weeks.

There have been a series of urgent calls from Gemini recently, urging him to stop ink stains and hurry over.

Watching the owl named Errol delivering letters every day, Wayne was worried that this guy would die in his home.

In this way, Gemini can legitimately blackmail him for a new owl.

The letter said that Harry had passed away and was helping their family farm every day and playing gnome hunting games together.

So after talking to Hermione and Cho, Wayne set off.

He asked the driver to take him to the village of Ottery St. Catchpole in Devon, and got out of the car alone with his suitcase.

The Burrow is just outside the village, near a small pond.

Standing far away, you can see a crooked house, even more crooked than a pizza tower. It must have been built with magic.

Harry, who was playing with velvet in front of the window, saw Wayne coming from a distance and immediately shouted.

Soon, everyone at home came out to greet him.

Even Percy, who had some trouble with Wayne, came out and smiled kindly at him.

The twins standing behind Mr. and Mrs. Weasley bared their teeth and smiled happily.

The Burrow was their territory.

They haven't settled the matter with Wayne yet about the last report card.

"Kid, you're finally here." Jasmine gave Wayne a hug: "Welcome to the Burrow as a guest.

"Hello, Wayne." Mr. Weasley greeted with a smile.

"Hello." Wayne responded politely and took out the souvenir he had prepared.

"Mrs. Weasley, this is wool yarn produced in Australia. The quality is very good."

Wayne handed a large bag of yarn balls to Mrs. Weasley. She was very happy and said she would definitely knit another sweater for Wayne at Christmas.

Giving gifts is also very particular.

Just because the Weasley family is in a difficult situation, you can't give them valuable items just because you want to help them.

This will only make people think that you are giving charity and ruin the relationship between friends.

Something like wool is just right, both practical and representative of his intentions.

Then, Wayne took out a TV set from his pocket.

·Please give me flowers…………

"Oh, I know this!" Mr. Weasley came forward excitedly: "This is... you can see the little man moving... is it called a microwave?"

"Well, this is called TV." Wayne smiled awkwardly but politely.

"Fred they always say you like Muggle gadgets."

"Thank you very much, Wayne." Mr. Weasley picked up the TV and wanted to run into the house, but he asked as if to make sure:

"TV shouldn't be expensive, right?"

Wayne said lightly: "It didn't cost any money, it was made at home."

Mr. Weasley thought he had done it himself, but now he was completely relieved.

Harry's lips twitched.

Big dog owner.

Everyone walked in chatting and laughing

In the house, Mrs. Weasley went to prepare dinner, George and Fred picked up Wayne and ran to their house.

Harry and Ronald followed.

They knew how many traps the Gemini had set in their house since the owl delivered the letter in the morning.

The twins' room is located on the third floor. There are two rooms on this floor, one for the twins and one for Ginny.

"Welcome to George Fred's secret cabin." George stretched out his hand and made an invitation gesture.

Wayne smiled and turned the doorknob.

As soon as the evil smile appeared on the twins' faces, Wayne grabbed one of them and pushed him in without caring who it was.

A bag of flour fell from the sky, dyeing the whole person white.

After all the dust fell to the ground, Wayne walked in the door under the stunned gazes of several people.

After looking around, it was filled with books, crucibles, and some small equipment.

He grabbed the flour man again and threw it on the bed.

A hole opened in the middle of the originally intact bed, swallowing the person whole.

Then the other twin flew to the chair uncontrollably and sat on it. A rope hidden somewhere came out and tied the person tightly.

After doing all this, Wayne clapped his hands and said with a smile: "This binding technique still needs to be improved. I will teach you some tricks another day."

"If you have any other tricks, let's come up with them together."

"What the hell!" Fred, who was locked under the suit, kicked the bed board hard, not even bothering to wipe off the flour on it, and stood up angrily.

"Wayne, how did you know about these traps!"

"No fair! You must have mastered some prophecy skills!" George, who was tied to the chair, also shouted: "Teach us quickly, so you won't be afraid of being caught by the professor next time you go out at night.

Harry lamented: "I knew there was no way Wayne would suffer."

Even Snape couldn't do anything to him, and it was almost impossible for the Gemini's improvised trap to be effective.

And that's exactly what happened.

Wayne gently tapped the crucible on the ground with his wand, and it immediately turned into a boss chair. He sat on it comfortably and said happily:

"I got tired of all your ideas when I was in elementary school."

The legend that people in Westminster Abbey Primary School hate dogs is not for nothing. It was witnessed by every teacher and student with tears.

The twins looked at each other, then laughed.

"Wayne, it's a shame you're not a Gryffindor!"

"Okay, now that you've used up all your moves, it's my turn now.".

Without answering the question, Wayne took out two biscuits from his pocket and stuffed them into their mouths before they could react.

Bang!

All of a sudden, the twins turned into two monkeys, which startled Ginny who was passing by and screamed:

"Mom, George and Fred have weird things at home again!"

"The effect is pretty good."

Watching the two monkeys squealing, Wayne fed each of them a sip of magic potion and watched them transform back into their original form.

"That's cool..." Ronald's eyes lit up.

This was the first time he saw such miserable twins.

Now Ronald only has one thought in his mind.

Why didn't Wayne come earlier and pick up these two more times?

"Is this your new invention?" Gemini didn't care, but asked enthusiastically.

Wayne couldn't pull off any pranks, so they accepted the bet and showed no signs of being unhappy at all.

But the effect of this cookie made them impatient.

"It is specially customized for the two of you. If you don't take the antidote, it can last for a whole day.

Wayne raised his eyebrows and said, "You two, you won't forget our previous bet, right?"

Both of them changed their expressions.

Harry and Ronald also looked at them curiously.

Wayne explained the reason to the two melon-eaters, and Ronald laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears.

"Hahaha, Damascus, George, Fred [you guys have this day too!"

The twins were crying. They were still worried about it two days before the holiday, but seeing that Wayne never mentioned it, they thought he had forgotten it.

Turns out this guy had a big one!

Then, they looked at Ronald, who was leaning forward and backward, and pounced on him fiercely.

We are no match for Wayne. How can we deal with you?

Give me nine deaths!.