Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 130 Quidditch Selection
"My little boss, I'm already very busy, please don't add any more tasks to me, please?"

Connor is "telecommuting" on Facebook in his dorm room.

On the other side of Facebook is the second uncle Charles, who is complaining to Connor in front of the mirror at the moment.

"Uncle Shire, you still have a lot of work to do, so you can't rest now." Connor said without sincerity while stroking Mira.

"What kind of rest? I haven't had a rest at all, okay! Since I came to England, I've been working every day!" Charles fell on the chair with his head in his arms.

"Then you haven't had a good rest, I don't care about it, I'm in charge of conveying the order, I just want the result..." Connor cut to the point decisively, and didn't bother to argue with this tool guy: "Then, has the acquisition of your pharmaceutical factory been successful?"

"I found it but the price was not negotiated, and I haven't bought it yet." Charles sat on his office chair listlessly in a well-dressed suit, not in a high mood.

"Why? Don't you have enough money?" Connor scratched his head, the first time he encountered such a situation.

"It's not a question of whether we have enough money, the problem is that we don't have any money at all, okay?" Charles looked at Connor with dead fish eyes, and said, "The money that Mr. Diwen gave back was used when buying this building." It's all over, and the remaining money list is a bit stretched to maintain the normal operation of the company, where do we have money to buy some factories?"

"Ah!? So our company is so poor?" Connor, who had never been short of money in his life, expressed surprise.

".We've been throwing money into it, so where's the profit?"

"It seems. Yes." Connor remembered that after he handed over the plan to Uncle Charles, he didn't take care of it any more. The company of feelings has not made any money until now.
"Then what's the situation of our comic company now? Have you produced any finished products?" said after shaking off the shopkeeper.

"No. We have established a newspaper according to your request and are still promoting it. The first issue has not yet been released." Charles said lightly.

"." Connor was silent. Isn't this just no progress?What a useless tool Man No. [-]...

"Then you guys have to work hard." Connor continued to give Sharga the burden. Anyway, he was not the one doing the work, and Connor was just a ruthless capitalist.

Connor went on to say: "Uncle Shire, I'll ask my grandfather to send you the money. Don't worry about the money. The pharmaceutical factory still has to be bought first. The money should come soon after it's done, and then you can Rely on the money from selling health care products to support the newspaper office!"

"." Charles looked at Connor speechlessly. This kid is really not in charge of the family and doesn't know how expensive it is. He said, "It's not easy for you to build a pharmaceutical factory. I'm really too busy now. , and you asked me to run a newspaper office, I still have a clue, but now you ask me to manage a pharmaceutical company, then I am really at a loss."

"Don't worry, don't worry, you buy the factory first, and the company is built, then I will send someone to take over your work, don't worry." Connor said casually, the person who took over has not been found yet, but when the time comes There will always be, let's stabilize the tool man Shire first.
"Well, that's the only way to go." Charles sighed. He regretted it very much now. He was just an ordinary writer who wanted to write novels with peace of mind. However, due to the pressure of survival, he could only inherit the family business for his wife. The life of working hard for a dream is really painful
"Someone will send you the prescription and steps of the medicine soon. They are all relatively common materials. It shouldn't be difficult to buy them. Anyway, I'll leave everything to you, Uncle Charles~"

"Bye~" Connor wrote on Facebook.

The new potion researched by the twins, after removing the link where the magic power works, the effect is much worse, but it is also better than the effect of ordinary masks. The product quality is guaranteed, and the rest is just a small problem. Connor believes that Things will sell well.

Lake Pharmaceuticals is trustworthy.

At this time, the door of the dormitory was opened, and Roger ran in rashly.

"Connor Connor, Gryffindor's Quidditch team selection is about to begin, let's go cheer for Fred George!"

Connor thought for a while, there was nothing left and right, why not go out for a breath of fresh air, then nodded: "Okay, let's go together."

On the Quidditch pitch, the Gryffindor cubs are selecting players.

As an "ancient sport" that has been developed for hundreds of years, Quidditch has been perfected in all aspects since its development, as can be seen from the more than 700 foul methods.

Then naturally the team also has a complete set of methods for selecting players, which will test the players' coordination, responsiveness and ability to cooperate with teammates from all aspects.

Although the school's team recruiting requirements are not too strict, but not everyone can enter, as the number one hot-blooded school in Hogwarts, the Gryffindor Quidditch team recruits new players every year. Very lively.

Connor and Roger went to the auditorium to join in the fun, and then attracted the attention of many girls who were also watching the fun. Especially the elementary school girls
"Look! Look, it's Senior Connor!"

"Where is there?! I saw it! It's really senior Connor!"

"Who is Senior Connor?"

"Don't you know? Senior Connor who created the wizard card! Look over there, the one with the black hair, the one whose whole body seems to be glowing."

"Wow! So handsome, so handsome! I love it!"

Connor is used to this kind of thing. Although he is secretly happy, he can't show it, so he chatted with Roger calmly: "It seems that there is no suspense. Fred and George cooperate very well. See They're the two of the batsmen in Gryffindor."

"Indeed, this point should be well written down." Roger nodded while taking notes.

"?" Connor looked over suspiciously, and asked, "Roger, what are you doing...?"

"? Gathering information! They will be our enemies in the future. Of course, I must record the information carefully and guard against them." Roger replied as a matter of course.

...I thought you really came to cheer them on, so you are this kind of Roger...

That's right, Connor and Roger are already members of the Ravenclaw Quidditch team. They didn't go through the selection process, they signed up directly, and then entered.

It's not that they were arrested just because they were men...

You know, the Ravenclaw Quidditch team will always be short of players. Originally, there are fewer people in the academy, and most of them are girls, so the team can be entered as long as they sign up. As for whether they can play at that time , it will go through the next round of screening.

But it seems... Knowing that Connor has joined the team, there seems to be a lot more people applying for the team this year...

Of course, none of this had anything to do with Connor. He wasn't very interested in Quidditch, but Roger seemed to have a strong interest in it.

Connor shrugged and said, "Then you should study hard, come on."

From Connor's point of view, playing poker is not as interesting as playing basketball. If it weren't for his physical condition, he wouldn't want to play.

That's right, although Connor doesn't usually exercise much, but because he practices the mysterious Far East witchcraft every day, his physical fitness is quite good.

Especially the reaction speed (agility) is particularly outstanding, and the physique is also at an excellent level. Seven times a night is not a big problem (crossed out). Although the strength is not outstanding, one can still hit two (referring to the twins).

With such a good body, it would be a waste not to play basketball, and learn to sing, dance and rap. There is no problem for Connor to debut as an idol.

Not long after, the selection on the court came to an end, and the twins were among the selected teams.

Connor, who had been framing the painting silently, and Roger, who had been taking notes aboveboard, stood up quickly, smiled and applauded, and sent sincere blessings to them.

The twins also found the two of them, and waved to this side with bright smiles. It's great to have such friends who cheer for themselves!
(End of this chapter)