Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard Chapter 857

Chapter 857 Let's open a shop

"Thank you for your generosity. If you find a good quality Irem horn next time, please be sure to give priority to our Nimbus Company."

In the Diagon Alley Quidditch Boutique, a foreign wizard in a crisp suit sent Kyle out of the store with a smile on his face.

"That's natural. After all, I am very satisfied with this transaction." Kyle said with a smile.

An hour ago, he left Grimmauld Place and came to Diagon Alley to prepare some funds for activities.

Among them, the most valuable and easiest thing to sell is the Arim horn. Not only is this kind of thing rare in quantity, but it is not a prohibited trade item, and it is a necessity for making broomsticks. There is no problem that it cannot be sold.

So Kyle walked directly into the Quidditch boutique and straight to the point took out a few Irem horns and said he wanted to sell them to them.

Not long after that, the wizard who claimed to be the head of Nimbus Company hurried over.

He is not British. Because of Voldemort and the Death Eaters, the person in charge of Diagon Alley resigned after the first attack on Diagon Alley. He was assigned from Came here from Paris.

After all, the Broomstick Company doesn't just have orders from Diagon Alley in the UK.

At first, he was quite dissatisfied with this decision.

Because Britain is now a huge whirlpool. If you are accidentally caught in it, you may be shattered to pieces. Naturally, he doesn't want to come.

But after seeing the Arim horns that Kyle took out, this thought disappeared instantly.

The quality is so good. To be honest, he has not seen such high-quality Arim horns for a long time. Especially in the past few decades, brooms have developed faster and faster, requiring more and more materials, and the price has naturally increased. .

However, the quality is hard to describe, but there is nothing we can do about it. After all, there are only so many Arim cattle. When the good ones are used up, we can only make do with the ones of average quality.

But the Arim horn that Kyle took out was not only big, but also the most authentic reddish-brown in color. He had only seen horns of this quality once... on the exhibition stand at the Nimbus Company headquarters, seventy years ago.

He had a hunch that if he could get this batch of materials back, he would definitely get a huge bonus. If he could master the channels, he could even replace that useless boss who was greedy for life and afraid of death.

Of course, he would not dare to use force. He had already roughly learned about Kyle from the clerk.

The champion of the Triwizard Tournament, Dumbledore's most promising student, and inextricably linked to the Ministry of Magic.

And this is Britain, their territory, and he would only turn against it if he was crazy.

So he wisely chose to show his goodwill, without lowering the price at all, directly raising the price to the highest level on the market, and also provided a series of discounts within his scope of authority.

Kyle was equally satisfied.

He originally thought that this transaction would take some effort, but he didn't expect the other party to be so happy. After confirming the authenticity of the items, he completed a large order of one thousand galleons in less than half an hour, a total of five Arim horns. .

That's not all Kyle has, he has more, but taking out too many at once will likely shrink the price.

Anyway, he has the goods in hand, so he takes his time and doesn't rush.

After getting rid of the over-enthusiastic wizard, Kyle walked on the slightly quiet streets of Diagon Alley. After gaining an extra thousand galleons, he suddenly wasn't so anxious to sell everything.

And Kyle thought about it, there were so many things in his box, it would take a lot of time just to sell them, and if they were sold every time, the price would inevitably be lowered, and a lot of time would be wasted wrangling them.

Why not open a shop yourself and put all these things on it...

Kyle stopped abruptly.

He remembered that during Christmas a few years ago, Sirius seemed to have given him a shop. At that time, he felt that the gift was too expensive, so he was not prepared to ask for it. However, due to some things, he had not had time to do so. If you can't avoid it, you have to leave Diagon Alley.

Because of what... Kyle thought about it carefully for a while, but because it happened a few years ago, he didn't remember it.

But it's not important.

The important thing is that the magic contract seems to still be in his hand, and there are many things going on later, so he forgot about it, not even Sirius mentioned it again.

And he still remembered that Sirius seemed to have prepared a shop for Harry next door, and planned to run a small business with him after Harry graduated.

"Where is that store?" Kyle looked around to see if any of the doors were closed.

Just because of the attack, many shops have closed recently, so it's definitely not possible to find them like this.

Kyle only vaguely remembered that he and Sirius were sitting together and eating ice cream...

Yes, ice cream!

Kyle immediately changed direction and soon found Florin Fusco's ice cream shop in the middle of the street, and there happened to be two shops with closed doors and no signs not far next door.

"Yes, this is it." Kyle's eyes lit up.

If he opens this shop, he won't need to spend time running around anymore, and the location here is also very good. Not only is it on the main road, but not far ahead is Gringotts Wizarding Bank, and diagonally opposite is the History Bookstore. These are places that little wizards must go to when they start school.

All I can say is that it's Blake's as expected. A store with such a good location just gives it away without feeling any distress at all.

Kyle leaned against the door and glanced inside.

Because it has been vacant for a long time, the windows are dirty, and the inside is even more gray. You can't see anything clearly. It's probably not easy to clean it up.

If you want to open for business, you may need to repair it again.

Fortunately, he had just earned a thousand galleons, which should be enough.

As for the staff issue, Kyle immediately thought of the house elves in the school kitchen.

Hello elves, I have already confirmed it at Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes before and they are fully qualified for this job.

Kyle touched his chin and began to think about the feasibility of this matter. The more he thought about it, the more he thought it would be okay.

Putting things for sale in stores with clearly marked prices not only solves the problem of wasting time, but also ensures that prices will not fluctuate, and can even increase appropriately.

And his relationship with the Ministry of Magic...

Kyle knew very well that after a while, he would reach preliminary cooperation with Minister Bones with the magical communication item specially designed for Aurors, and he would suffer a little loss.

With this kind of relationship, if we find someone to help with the operation, those vaguely defined prohibited trade items, such as Mobik squid ink, may also be displayed.

It can be done.

Kyle's eyes lit up. He happened to have some time recently. During this time, he had been hiding from Voldemort at No. 12 Grimmauld Place. Therefore, as long as the Weasley brothers and Cedric who have access to this place are not discovered, there will be no problem for him to show up in Diagon Alley.

Not to mention that it will open in a short period of time, but it is still possible to clean up the place. When there is time, he can open it directly. He can even live here temporarily. The rooms in the Leaky Cauldron are quite expensive, so save what you can. Well.

But first, he had to find the magic contract that was thrown away somewhere.

It should be in the deformed lizard skin bag. For convenience, all his trivial things are in it.

The fact was just as he thought, the magic contract was in the corner of the leather bag, together with several packs of owl snacks.

Kyle took it out and was about to do something big when his box suddenly shook again.

There is only one possibility for this situation to occur. Something is hitting the door of the room in the box, and judging from the frequency of shaking, the other party is quite anxious.

There was no other way, so Kyle could only temporarily put aside his idea of opening a shop, quickly returned to the room in the Leaky Cauldron, and walked into the box.

As soon as he opened the door, a giant head covered with scales magnified infinitely in his eyes. Fortunately, Kyle reacted quickly enough and jumped to the side in time, thus avoiding Norbert's headbutt.

"What's wrong with you?" Kyle asked with lingering fear.

Norbert looked a little panicked, barked twice quickly, swept his tail gently, and rolled up the two round eggs.

Dragon egg?

Kyle seemed to have guessed something. After taking a closer look, he discovered that there had been a few cracks on it.

Norbert whimpered nervously.

"It's okay, it's okay, you didn't crush them." Kyle comforted Norbert: "If I'm not wrong, the little guy is about to break his shell."

Kyle was so excited that he forgot all about opening a store and making money.

This is a fire dragon... can dragon eggs hatch so quickly? And still at the same time.

Kyle felt a little unsure. After thinking about it, he left the box and headed to Dorset with it.

Relying on his memory, Kyle quickly found Newt's wooden house in the endless forest, walked up and knocked on the door.

With a creak, the door opened, and a slightly nervous head poked out.

"Dobby, who is here, Tina?" Newt's voice came, "Strange, didn't she go to Ilvermorny to visit Rolf?"

Rolf Scamander, the grandson of Newt, became a professor in Ilvermorny, the United States, after graduation and engaged in natural history research. "No, Mr. Scamander, it's Mr. Kyle who's here." Dobby, the house elf, called in a high-pitched voice, clearly very excited.

"Kyle?"

At this time, Newt also walked over, looking a little surprised, "It's really unexpected. I thought you were busy with the Order of the Phoenix."

"It's a long story." Kyle walked in naturally.

"What happened?" Newt asked worriedly, "Is it because of Godric's Hollow? I heard that seventy Death Eaters died yesterday. Could it be related to you?"

"I did participate." Kyle nodded and shook his head, "But my coming here this time has nothing to do with that."

"That's good." Newt breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the cup and said, "Sit down and talk, do you want to eat something? There are grapefruit cookies left by Tina on the plate."

"Forget the cookies." Kyle said, "I came here because there are two dragon eggs that are about to hatch, but I have no experience..."

Did Newt squirt out all the water he just drank?

"What did you say? Dragon egg?"

"yes."

"Where did you get the dragon eggs?" Newt's expression became serious.

"I bought it," Kyle said. "Of course, I didn't buy it at this time. I bought it in 1899."

Newt blinked, wondering for a moment whether Kyle was under the Imperius Curse. That was a hundred years ago, so how could he buy it.

"It's a long story. Come and take a look first. I'll explain it later." Kyle opened the box and jumped in.

Newt thought for a moment and then walked in.

As soon as he came to the box, he saw two round eggs placed on the velvet cushion.

Yes, it is indeed a dragon egg, a Ukrainian iron belly, a...

"Oh, Romanian Longhorns?"

"Yeah." Kyle said with a smile, "I was also surprised when I saw it."

Newt walked over and looked around at the two dragon eggs with squinted eyes.

"They're definitely about to hatch, but...it's a little weird."

"What's the meaning?"

"From the appearance, these two eggs should not have reached the requirements for breaking the shell." He tapped the dragon egg lightly, making a thumping sound.

"You see, it's still very hard. It needs to be roasted by flames for at least a month to meet the conditions for breaking the shell, but..."

At this point, Newt paused, then leaned into the seam and took a deep breath.

"This slight smell of sulfur is indeed the fire dragon taking the initiative to open the eggshell. What's going on..."

Newt was a little confused. He had studied fire dragons for decades and had never seen such an outrageous situation.

"Hmm...if you go through a time turner, will it have any effect on the dragon egg?"

"A little, but not that big." Newt shook his head.

"What if it's a hundred years?"

"A hundred years?" Newt was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise: "Has Albus's time turner been repaired?"

"Not only was it repaired, it was also used." Kyle nodded.

"That's all I have to say, for some reason I just came back from 1899 yesterday."

Then Kyle roughly recounted his experience some time ago.

Newt was so happy that he almost cried after hearing the news that Ariana was not dead.

He was happy to mention Dumbledore. They had experienced a lot together. Newt knew better than anyone else what Dumbledore's regrets were. Ariana's death had become his inner demon, tormenting him all the time. he.

"You did very well... very well..." He wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said with a choked voice.

"So these two fire dragons..."

"Yes, I bought them at that time." Kyle said, "I still have two more. I can pick them up from the Fire Dragon Sanctuary in a few days."

With that said, Kyle handed Newt the two pieces of parchment with the magic contract in a natural manner.

Newt's eyes widened even more. He didn't expect that besides Ariana, Kyle could give him a surprise.

"These two contracts...it turns out that you are the mysterious donor."

"What?"

"I heard a friend talk about this." Newt explained: "They said that the establishment of the Fire Dragon Sanctuary was all due to the donation of a mysterious wizard. The Galleons he brought made the Sanctuary a success. The first step is also the most difficult step.

"They later searched for each other, a young wizard and an old servant... but they never found him. It was as if the other party had disappeared from the magical world, without any clues."

"That's because I'm back, and of course they can't find me." Kyle said with a smile, "By the way, the so-called old servant is actually Professor Dumbledore."

Newt had a strange expression. After a moment of silence, he whispered, "Well, I should have thought of it earlier. I hope Albus doesn't know about these rumors yet."

In a sense, Dumbledore can be regarded as being Kyle's servant for nearly a hundred years in the records of the Fire Dragon Sanctuary. This is probably not the second one in the wizarding world.

Hope he can hold on.

But with Dumbledore's character, he probably wouldn't mind, especially after knowing that his sister is still alive.

Newt shook his head and looked at the second piece of parchment.

"This, this is... proof of legal dragon raising?"

"That's right." Kyle said, "Birdman was so enthusiastic and insisted on giving me this thank you. I couldn't shirk it, so I had to accept it.

"But it's a pity that there is still some time before the contract takes effect. Now it is just a decoration."

Newt didn't believe what Kyle said. It's not like he didn't know Birdman. He was the most opposed to raising dragons by himself. How could he take the initiative to send such a thing to others?

But the proof is true, and the signature and contract magic cannot be faked, so the truth doesn't seem to be that important.

"You've gained quite a lot from this trip," Newt couldn't help but say.

"It's not bad." Kyle grinned, "Let's talk about this. These two dragons are fine."

"It's totally fine. It's healthy," Newt said. "As for the reason why they break out of their shells early, it may be related to the time turner, but I have never used that kind of thing and I dare not draw any conclusions.

"But the effect of the time turner on the dragon egg...this is a direction I have never thought of. Can the time turner still be used?"

"It's no longer useful." Kyle shook his head and said, "After we came back, the magic stone responsible for providing magic power broke. Coupled with the high load operation, the outer shell also suffered many damages."

"Philosopher's Stone?" Newt's eyes twitched.

Although the new research direction is very tempting, if the price is the magic stone...it can't be used.

As for other time turners that are not so luxurious, the time is too short and they are useless.

Newt has never felt so uncomfortable. He feels like a sniffing dog standing on the edge of a cliff. Opposite is a hill of galleons, but it is separated by an insurmountable ravine. There is no way to cross it, let alone too many. Suffering.

"Can you give them to me?" Newt asked, pointing to the two dragon eggs.

Since there is no way to experience the time turner, we can only observe these two dragon eggs brought back by Kyle from ninety-eight years ago.

"Of course it's no problem." Kyle said with a smile, that's why he came here in the first place.

(End of chapter)

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