Chapter 594
"How can you just give up like that?"
Blake rubbed his aching waist and slumped in the chair in the office.
"What? Isn't this the result you want to see, Mr. Aquaman?"
Cassandra blinked her emerald eyes and looked at Blake in confusion.
"Well, you're right, this is indeed what I have been looking forward to... But if you can be together..."
A smile appeared on the corner of Blake's mouth.
"Get lost! You wish!"
Blake sighed lightly, "If you don't even dare to imagine a little bit, life is a bit too miserable."
Blake decided, this is the second step of the Aquaman plan!
"I don't bother to care about you!" Cassandra turned and left Blake's office.
After a while, Hermione ran out of the bedroom with a red face, "She finally left?"
"Yes, she left."
"Then I'll leave too... Today... I need to ask for a leave. You should approve it, right?" Hermione asked with a red face.
"Of course..."
Looking at the office door that closed again, he looked at the blank parchment in front of him.
Black spread his hands, "Happy times are always short..."
Yes, the good times are over, and now he has to submit a Christmas event plan to Dumbledore...
There are still many ways to make it more fun than a simple dance party.
After all, not everyone likes to force a couple to dance.
Everyone has different interests and hobbies. As long as you take them into consideration...
After a brief thought, Blake picked up a pen and wrote a plan in Dumbledore's circle-in-circle handwriting...
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Principal's office.
Dumbledore put down the freshly prepared plan in his hand.
A hint of expectation appeared on his face.
"I knew you wouldn't let me down, Blake. The event you want to organize is indeed much richer and more interesting than a simple dance party. Now I'm looking forward to it..."
"The most important thing is... you also used my handwriting, which saved me the effort of re-copying it. I have to say that you imitated it very well."
Dumbledore was in a good mood and even started to joke.
The event planned by Blake slightly borrowed from the school festival in his previous life.
At that time, the school will be divided into several areas according to classification, including food area, game area, dance area, souvenir area, performance area, etc.
However, unlike the school festival, which was organized by students of their own school, this event will be organized and planned by the school, as well as the areas for each activity.
The students will only need to play at that time.
After getting Dumbledore's affirmation, Black breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "Only meIt's not enough to think it's good. What if the students don't like it... then I'll be a sinner."
Dumbledore said with emotion: "Oh, this has to lead to an interesting topic. Because reform and innovation require taking risks, every reformer is a warrior! (Except for that old bastard Grindelwald.)"
"Besides, I also think your plan is good. I think they will like it. It's just..."
Dumbledore paused, "If we want to make it a success, it seems that we need sponsorship from many businesses..."
Because as written in Black's plan, those stalls offering free food tasting all need free sponsorship from businesses, which is a bit difficult. Which business is willing to treat students to free food?
Black grinned and said: "Don't worry about this. I have my own shares in many stores, so... I can write to these businesses. By then, there will be no shortage of businesses in the event."
"But aren't you losing money? Even if you have shares, you are still paying for the event yourself." Dumbledore hesitated.
Black said, "That's not the case. The Daily Prophet will report on it. After the event, photos of various areas will be published in the Daily Prophet. In addition, The Quibbler will open a special column to introduce the event. This is a rare advertising opportunity. For businesses, it will not be a loss. ”
It is not uncommon for businesses to place advertisements in newspapers in the wizarding world. Moreover, just like in the Muggle world, the cost of such advertising is also very high.
Compared with the high cost of paying gold galleons for advertising in newspapers, the cost of setting up free stalls in Hogwarts is almost negligible.
Whether it is being photographed and published in the Daily Prophet or just a few words in the newspaper, it is selling advertisements for their own stores at a bargain price. Most businesses will not miss this temptation.
What's more, the boss behind most businesses is actually Black himself.
"That's no problem." Dumbledore smiled.
Black pondered for a moment before saying, "In fact, there is another problem now, that is the security issue. You know, my event will inevitably have external personnel entering the school..."
"Leave it to me. "Grindelwald strode into the office.
The smile on Dumbledore's face suddenly disappeared. "How long have you been here?"
"Don't worry, old fool, I don't have the habit of eavesdropping, and Black trusts me so much, there is no need for me to eavesdrop." Grindelwald pulled a chair and sat down familiarly.
Grindelwald did not lie. When he talked about security issues, he had just arrived at the door.
"I don't want to let a group of terrorists into my school." Dumbledore said coldly.
This is true. The group of people under Grindelwald, regardless of how they are now, were indeed a group of terrorists back then.Terrorists...
Grindelwald said seriously: "Please take back what you said, Dumbledore. Those who entered your school to protect the students were Aurors and strikers from the Ministry of Magic, not terrorists."
"Aurors?" Dumbledore looked at Grindelwald in confusion. "So... you arranged all your... friends to be Aurors in the Ministry of Magic?"
Grindelwald crossed his arms and sneered: "Arrange? Are you kidding, Dumbledore? My friends all got into the Ministry of Magic with their own abilities."
"Besides, my subordinates all have their own lives. Some people don't want to work in my school. So, after they go out, whether they do business or make a living as Aurors, I won't care... What does it have to do with me if they become Aurors in the end?"
"Haha." Dumbledore sneered. "Do you believe what you said?"
"Of course I do." Grindelwald replied seriously.
Dumbledore frowned helplessly. Grindelwald was indeed right and he could do nothing about him.
Black now admired Grindelwald a little. Since he used money to whitewash himself, he has been going further and further on the road of whitewashing.
Now even the Auror Corps of the Ministry of Magic has been infiltrated by him. How far is it for him to be the Minister of Magic? A former Dark Lord as the Minister of Magic? This picture is more and more inconsistent the more I think about it...
Grindelwald said calmly: "Don't worry about their past... You can't deny that they were experienced and powerful wizards in the past, right? It is completely enough to protect the safety of the school. If you want to say it's unreliable, use those useless Aurors of the former Ministry of Magic. It's unreliable."
Dumbledore snorted again, but this time he didn't object.
After all, the original Aurors of the Ministry of Magic... except for the group of old people who came out of the war years, there are really not many reliable ones...
Even if there are a few outstanding talents, it cannot suppress the reality that the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are now in a short supply.
"Ahem... Professor Dumbledore, I think Professor Grindelwald just wants the event to go smoothly..."
In order to prevent the two old men from fighting again, Black had to stand up and act as a peacemaker.
Dumbledore originally just disliked Grindelwald. It should be unlikely that Grindelwald wanted to do something in Hogwarts.
Because he had no motive to make trouble, not to mention that Black was still in Hogwarts.
Based on Dumbledore's observation and his understanding of Grindelwald, the old bastard's kindness to Black was indeed real.
So, Dumbledore did not speak out against Grindelwald again.
"Is this your plan?" Grindelwald asked, pointing to the parchment on the table.
"Yes."
"Can I see it?"
"Of course."
Grindelwald took the planI started browsing.
"Hmm... it's very innovative. This is much more interesting than just the ball. Besides... the ball is not completely cancelled."
"Tsk, not bad, not bad! I think if the reporter from the Daily Prophet also comes, there will be many businesses willing to move in and advertise at the same time..."
"Ah! I just saw that you wrote the same way! We are really in sync! Blake! However, if you promise to add the name of the sponsor at the end of the article published in the newspaper, more people will come. You can leave this to me. I am very familiar with the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet."
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Thus, Blake's plan was agreed by the two principals. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
Of course, in order to fully implement it, the other two principals must agree.
However, with Grindelwald and Dumbledore taking action, the other two principals will not be too entangled in these trivial matters.
After getting the assurance from the two headmasters, Black's current task is to write letters to those merchants.
Of course, he would not force them, but Black believed that the smart businessmen would not miss this opportunity.
As Black expected, the merchants' replies soon covered his office desk.
Fudge has always hoped that the semi-finals can attract the attention of the public, so the Daily Prophet has always had a high exposure rate for this event.
It is certain that the Daily Prophet will send reporters to Hogwarts on Christmas Eve, and the name and address of the sponsor's store can be added to the article...
Not many people are willing to give up this cheap advertising opportunity.
After Black handed the list of merchants to Professor McGonagall, he completed his task.
As for how to plan and arrange the venue, he wrote them all in the plan... Professor McGonagall just needs to arrange them step by step.
However, ideals are full and reality is skinny. Black couldn't escape the fate of helping with work after all.
Even when entertaining business representatives, he had to go...
"I know that Black is very capable." Looking at Black's busy figure, Professor McGonagall said to Dumbledore. "I think, when you retire and I become the headmaster, I will let Black be my deputy headmaster. In that case, I can be as idle as you."
"Oh... Minerva. I am actually very busy, not as idle as you see on the surface..." Dumbledore said a little embarrassedly.
"Oh? Really? Are you free now?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"Well... there should be nothing..." Dumbledore answered hesitantly.
"That's great. The selection of these merchants will be handed over to you. Who to let in and who to reject is all up to you." Professor McGonagall stuffed a large stack of parchment into Dumbledore's hand. "Actually... this should have been your job."
"Ah, this..."Dumbledore was regretting saying he was free now. []
"Oh, by the way, you have to choose the merchants in the food area in a balanced way! Don't let them be all dessert shops!"
"Uh, okay..." Dumbledore said with a little regret.
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"Ah... I'm so tired... If I had known it would be so tiring, I wouldn't have said I would cancel the dance."
Black was lying on the recliner, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes.
Professor McGonagall has been treating herself like a workhorse these days.
But fortunately, the hard work is only during the day.
The night is still very nourishing, just like now.
A beautiful girl with cat ears was standing behind Black, massaging his shoulders and neck with a smile on her face, and her technique was extremely professional.
It was the mythical beast White Tiger that had taken the shapeshifting potion, but Black always called her Xiaobai.
"Blake." Cassandra pushed open the office door and walked in.
Then she was startled by the cat-eared beauty behind Blake.
"Go away! Bad woman! Don't get close to my master!"
Xiaobai glared at Cassandra, with both cat ears erected.
Cassandra looked at her white cat ears and the familiar pupils, and asked hesitantly: "Are you... Xiaobai?"
"Bad woman! Who allowed you to call me by my name? Only my master can call me by this name!"
Blake reached out and touched Xiaobai's head. Xiaobai, whose fur was blown up, immediately lay on Blake's thighs and snored with a comfortable look on his face.
"You cat... after becoming a human, your personality is still as bad as before." Cassandra said with a frown.
She was originally looking for Blake, but now... the white cat that used to protect its master has not only returned, but has also turned into a human...
The most important thing is that its degree of protection of its master is much more serious than before! After all, when it was still a little white cat, it didn't say anything or curse!
It seems that the anti-Xiaobai alliance has to come out again! Otherwise, no one can get close to Blake!
"Xiaobai, don't be like this. Cassandra is a good person." Blake rubbed Xiaobai's head and said lazily.
Xiaobai defended: "No! Master, you don't know that these bad women are all greedy for your body!"
Blake sighed softly. In fact... he was also greedy for others... cough cough!
"Xiaobai, you misunderstood, it's not like that."
"Wow, Master, I can smell it. She has your scent, and you have her scent... I didn't expect that I was careless for a moment, and the bad woman took advantage of me! I still couldn't protect you..." Xiaobai said crying.
"Ah, this..."
"Master, you said before that it was impossible for us because I couldn't become a human, but now, Xiaobai has become a human! Master, can you abandon the bad woman over there and agree to be with me?"Ah?! This..." People can't, at least they shouldn't... However, it doesn't seem good to refuse directly. After all, Xiaobai is just a little cat, what bad intentions can he have? Cassandra leaned against the door, watching Blake's embarrassed expression with interest. "I, Cassandra, don't believe it today. I can't be better than a cat!".