Chapter 180 The Firebolt Was Successfully Developed, Snape, Please Open The Door! (Happy New Year’S
To be honest, Wayne didn't expect that Dumbledore would actually know that Gryffindor's sword was in his hand only now.
He thought that after the Sorting Hat returned, Old Deng would ask.
However, this also showed from the side how relieved Lao Deng was about him, which still made Wayne quite comfortable.
"No wonder you and the Sorting Hat get along so well."
Dumbledore smiled helplessly, these two guys talked in the same way.
"Mr. Lawrence, I only found out today, so is the sword on your body?"
Wayne didn't speak, but opened his palms, and the sword appeared out of thin air in his hands.
Taking off the gorgeous jewel-encrusted scabbard, the sharp blade shone coldly in the light. Both Newt and Tina looked at the sword in Wayne's hand curiously.
Like Slytherin's Parselmouth, the sword is also a symbol of Godric Gryffindor, and is extremely famous in the magical world.
Even Tina, who graduated from Ilvermorny, has seen records about this sword in books many times.
Wizards holding a sword in one hand and a bat in the other are rare throughout history.
Unexpectedly, she was lucky enough to see the real thing today, which gave Tina a strange feeling of witnessing a legend.
Newt was no less willing, even more excited than Tina.
This is a relic of the Big Four.
Dumbledore took the sword from Wayne's hand and breathed a sigh of relief without finding any signs of damage.
He was afraid that Wayne would break the sword for research.
But before he finished breathing, there was a light touch in his hand, and the sword returned to the young man's hand.
"Mr. Lawrence." Dumbledore looked at him speechlessly: "If this sword was my private property, I wouldn't mind taking it as a Christmas gift to you.
"But Gryffindor's sword belongs to Hogwarts, not to an individual, it belongs to the entire school."
"Don't worry, I understand all this." Wayne nodded sincerely: "I will return the sword to you before graduation."
Dumbledore choked.
I'll come back before graduation...I don't know if I can survive until then!
"It's been too long. At the end of this school year, the Sorting Hat will be put back." Dumbledore began to bargain, but Wayne naturally refused and turned to the sixth grade.
Under the dumbfounded gazes of Newt and Tina, the old man and the young man were haggling like they were buying vegetables at a vegetable market, and the time was even accurate to the day.
In the end, Wayne temporarily gained legal ownership of the Sword of Gryffindor until his birthday in fifth year.
However, in exchange, the sword must be kept by Dumbledore for a period of time before he returns to school after participating in the Potions Exchange Tournament.
Lao Deng was actually itchy before this.
He had only heard of the existence of Gryffindor's sword, but had never seen the real thing.
If it weren't for Wayne, he probably wouldn't have been able to touch it.
When I take it back this time, I will definitely have to work hard to study it.
The matter was solved perfectly, Dumbledore held the sword happily and admired the peak craftsmanship of goblins thousands of years ago.
Newt then extended an invitation: "Since you're here, let's go back after dinner."
"That's so embarrassing." Although Dumbledore said this, he had no intention of leaving at all.
Newt invited again, and he said something at this time:
"Thank you for inviting me, a lonely old man, to spend the holidays with you."
Tina's eyes had become very unkind, but in front of outsiders, she still saved face for Newt and went back to the kitchen to prepare dinner without saying a word.
But Wayne is sure that after Deng is gone, Newt's life will not be easy.
At the dinner table, when Luo Fu saw the future principal, he became very cautious again and wanted to bury his head in his plate.
Lao Deng simply encouraged Rolf and chatted with Wayne about the Gryffindor sword.
"I heard that he can absorb many treasures to strengthen himself. Is this true?"
"That's right." Wayne nodded: "But Gryffindor has obviously done this. So far I have only found one substance that has not been absorbed."
"What is it?" Dumbledore asked curiously.
"Fire." Wayne said a word in an understatement that made both Newt and Tina uncomfortable.
"The sword has absorbed the fierce fire. If it is infused with magic power, the sword will become hot."
"It's a good idea." Dumbledore nodded: "Perhaps you can try the Gubler Fairy Fire.
"I tried, but there was no change. Maybe the characteristics of eternal burning cannot be fused with the sword?"
"It's possible..."
The conversation between the two became more and more advanced, and finally it came to how to make the sword absorb the curse.
Luo Fu, who had been listening quietly, was in awe of Wayne. He saw that the principal didn't even dare to say anything, but the other party was actually able to talk and even argue.
It's really amazing.
The holidays passed quickly, and the few days since Dumbledore left have flown by.
In the blink of an eye, it's a new year again. Originally, Wayne thought he could lie dead until the day after tomorrow, and then go to France to find Nico.
But in the afternoon, an owl brought a letter from Spider's End Lane, forcing him to change his plan and return to London early.
"Go back? Didn't you agree to stay until the day after tomorrow and go directly to France?"
Tina looked at the boy standing in front of her unhappily.
"Hey, Grandma Tina." Wayne came over to please and explained: "There's nothing we can do about it. A company I invested in has a technological breakthrough, so I have to go and see it.
"That's a lot of money."
"You have invested in the company?" This was the first time Tina heard about it, and she even forgot about what she was angry about.
"Well, I'm quite optimistic about a broomstick company.
"How much money did you invest?"
Wayne did the math with some uncertainty, and finally said: "Twenty-five thousand Galleons."
"So many?" Tina was even more surprised.
"It was only 10,000 Galleons at the beginning." Wayne said helplessly: "But later on, their research and development became more and more expensive, so they couldn't give up halfway. They could only continue to follow up, and it became what it is now."
He now holds more than 50% of Firebolt Company's shares, directly reaching 60%, and the two original founders have completely become his followers.
"Then go quickly." Now it was Tina's turn to be anxious.
Twenty thousand Galleons is not a small number.
"Do you need Newt to come with you?"
Tina was a little worried that Wayne had been cheated, so she suggested.
Wayne smiled and said, "No, our Potions Professor lives there too, and he introduced the person to me. There's no problem."
Tina was relieved.
Wayne went to say hello to Newt, said goodbye to Rove, and finally came to the bamboo forest in the backyard.
Wayne stroked the giant panda's soft belly and said, "Tuantuan, Master, I'm leaving now and will pick you up after a while."
After understanding the master's words, Tuantuan showed no signs of reluctance.
Newt's place provides delicious food and drink [she is so comfortable.
Unlike before, she had to fight for bamboos with other iron-eating beasts in the mountains. Within a few days after coming here, she had gained a little weight.
"You're a foodie." Wayne nodded the panda's head angrily, laughed angrily, and apparated away.
Spider Alley.
After a loud bang, Wayne appeared in front of a convenience store at the corner of the street.
Just then, a Muggle woman came out. Seeing the sudden appearance of the boy, she opened her eyes wide in surprise and was about to scream.
"Shh!" Wayne raised his index finger to his mouth.
The woman's eyes were confused for a while, and finally she left quietly as if nothing happened.
"What a bad luck." Wayne shook his head and walked towards the Firebolt Company until the woman was no longer visible.
Wayne knocked on the door and someone came quickly.
The person who opened the door was Spencer Valor, who showed a surprised expression when he saw his arrival.
"Boss, you came so quickly?"
"Can't you be happy that we can finally see the finished product?" Wayne teased with a smile. Valoro scratched his messy hair and was too embarrassed to speak.
Back and forth, they had burned more than 20,000 Galleons of Wayne's money, and if they couldn't produce any results, it would be no different from fraud.
When the two came to the basement, the two most skilled goblins they had ever seen saw Wayne. They immediately put down their work and came up to him, bowing respectfully.
"boss!"
"Well, it looks like you did a good job." Wayne looked at the goblins who were working.
He was much more diligent than the last time he came, but he looked at the two old goblins with resentment and fear in his eyes.
Very good, the enemy is about to collapse from within.
"Thanks to your wise leadership." An old goblin flattered: "Everyone is very motivated to work and the efficiency has improved a lot.
"That's right, the bonus will be given out soon." Wayne waved his hand and it was a coin-spreading tactic.
If these two goblins are not allowed to taste the sweetness, how can other goblins contribute more of their own value.
Hearing that there was a year-end bonus, the two goblins smiled even more flatteringly, and escorted Wayne all the way into the basement. Before they entered, they looked at the other goblins fiercely:
"Hurry up, if you delay the progress, I will deduct your salary!"
In the office, Agathe McKay enthusiastically introduced the first nearly finished Firebolt to Wayne.
"Our brooms are made of the highest quality ash wood. According to the Muggle physics information you provided, boss, each broom complies with fluid mechanics [to minimize resistance]"
“Even on the broom Wayne’s forks, we added spells to maintain balance and reduce wind resistance. The current top speed has reached 180 miles.
"The instantaneous acceleration is also 30% faster than the original idea, which is why so much money and time are spent."
In the end, McKay carefully explained the reason, proving that they were not trying to steal Wayne's money.
For this little money, Wayne didn't care at all.
But McKay's attitude is still worthy of recognition.
He also quietly used Legilimency and found that the other party was not lying. His mind was full of ideas about technology and there was no dark intention at all.
Moreover, McKay and Valor did surprise him.
In the original book, the top speed of the Firebolt was only 150 miles per hour, but it suddenly increased to 30 miles per hour.
It was originally an epoch-making broom, but now it has been completely crushed.
Wayne looked at the first-generation machine in front of him. The streamlines were extremely beautiful. Because it had not been polished and waxed, the wooden handle was a little rough, but otherwise there was no problem.
"Very good. I believe Firebolt Company will surpass Nimbus and become the most successful broomstick company in the world."
"Boss, we have this confidence." Valuo also nodded in agreement: "Now there is a question that requires you to make a decision. How much do you think is the appropriate price for the Firebolt?"
"What's the cost?" Wayne asked.
"Including labor, scrap rate, and material fluctuation factors, one rod is about 2,800 Galleons." Valor said quickly:
"If we make more,
The cost can still be shared, but the minimum will not be less than 2,500 Galleons.
Wayne marveled secretly.
This price can almost buy a whole fleet of Nimbus for two thousand.
"In that case."
Wayne rubbed his chin: "What we make is not just a broom, but a work of art. And there won't be any competing products for a few years. The price should be higher."
"How about four thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine Galleons?"
"Isn't it a bit too high?" Luo and McKay were both shocked when they heard the number given by Wayne.
Their initial mental expectation was about 3,500.
The two goblins didn't react at all.
The higher the price, the better, so they can get higher dividends.
"It's not high at all." Wayne shook his head: "A broomstick can last at least five years. Although the light wheel is cheap, those Quidditch teams have to replace it every year."
"Besides them, no one would buy such an expensive broom, and those who want to buy it won't care about the money.
"Okay." Valor and McKay were convinced by Wayne's reasons.
"Take this." Wayne took out a land deed given to him by Mrs. Greengrass.
"The company is about to become famous and it's time to have a decent office location."
"Thank you, boss." Valor took it excitedly, once again gaining a new understanding of Wayne's financial resources and background.
The shops in Diagon Alley are not something you can get by money alone.
Whoever owns one is a high-quality asset that can be passed down for hundreds of years.
Those shops are all in the hands of some rich pure-blood families and companies with hundreds of years of heritage, and there are no more ones left.
"When will the first broom be ready?" Wayne asked again.
"It will take about a week." Hua Luo said quickly: "Now the goblins are much more obedient and their speed is much faster."
"A week?" Wayne frowned, he still wanted to play with one first.
Suddenly, he looked at the two goblins who had been silent and took out another bag of Galleons.
"Here are three hundred Galleons." Wayne weighed it with a smile. The goblins' eyes were fixed on the ups and downs of the bag, listening to the crisp sound of the collision of Galleons.
"You said, I want to get the broom the day after tomorrow. Do you think it's possible?"
"Of course!" a goblin screamed: "Work overtime! You must work overtime to ensure that the task is completed!"
"Bastard!" Another goblin slapped him on the head angrily: "What is overtime! That is a New Year's gift from the employees to the boss."
"Very good." Wayne was very satisfied with their attitude and threw the money bag over. The two goblin dogs pounced on them, fighting for the ownership of the ten galleons.
Because the environment in the Firebolt Factory was so bad, Wayne left after finishing his business.
Originally wanting to leave directly, he suddenly thought of Snape, turned in a different direction, and walked towards the end of the alley.
He gave Snape a Knut as a Christmas gift this year, but Snape didn't give him any gift, which really made Wayne a little sad.
I was already here, so I just happened to ask the professor if he had forgotten about the gift.
In a room at the end of the alley, dim candlelight flickered.
Snape stood in front of the operating table. The cauldron on the table was boiling, and the liquid inside was bubbling.
He carefully poured the black powder in the bottle onto a spoon, then put it into the crucible little by little, observing the changes in the liquid.
At this time, the trapped door was knocked roughly.
"Professor? Professor Snape! I know you are at home, please open the door quickly!"
The sudden loud sound made Snape's hand shake, and all the powder in the spoon fell into the crucible.
boom!
Intense flames shot up into the sky, the entire dry pot exploded, and the liquid spilled all over the floor.
Snape's lips moved and his whole body trembled. It took ten seconds before he let out a roar.
"Lawrence, you are so dead!"