Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 157

"Slytherin's locket...in his style..."

After a while, the principal was inside.

Dumbledore sat on the chair and nodded slightly: "Ravenclaw's crown, Slytherin's locket, we might as well assume boldly, in Voldemort's view, only these Hogwarts founders left Only the relics below are worthy to be the vessel of his soul."

"Voldemort once came to me, hoping to apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but I turned him down..."

"It's a good thing I rejected him, otherwise he would definitely have the idea of ​​the sword." Dumbledore said happily, "If he made the sword into a Horcrux, I really don't know what to use to destroy the sword ..."

Jemini thought for a while, if Voldemort made the sword into a Horcrux...

That’s literally home delivery!

Dumbledore nodded slightly, and looked at Jemini with his blue eyes: "Your eyes tell me that you are playing with a sword, Jemini, you already have a better one."

"Of course not, how can you doubt me so much, really." Jemini glanced at Dumbledore reproachfully.

Dumbledore: "..."

"I left that locket to Kreacher," Jemini said.

"Very reasonable." Dumbledore nodded.

"It's a pity, it's a relic of Slytherin, and it was left to an elf..." On the portrait on the wall, Phineas murmured with some dissatisfaction.

"To be precise, it's something Regulus left for Kreacher." Jemini reminded, "Even if he's an elf, it's still his property."

"Yes, yes, what you say is right." Phineas said lazily, "What can I do? The little ancestor of Slytherin..."

Jemini cleared the name of the last descendant of the Black family and restored Regulus' reputation. He is still the best student in Slytherin, so even if Jemini blows up the principal's office, Phineas can only It will blame the principal's office for not being bomb resistant.

"You make me feel a lot easier on my shoulders, Jemini." Dumbledore said lightly.

He hasn't found a single Horcrux now, and Jemini has destroyed three, which makes Dumbledore feel relieved.

Jemini thought for a while: "If I find another Horcrux next time, can I sell it to you?"

"Actually, we've only achieved a small amount of success. I'm still under a lot of pressure. Temporary relaxation doesn't mean anything." Dumbledore suddenly changed the subject.

Without saying a word, Jemini turned and left the principal's office, and the conversation broke up unhappily.

Soon, two months flew by.

On the other side of the ocean, there was good news from Reid from Fox Heavy Industries. The motorcycles that Jemini had sent over had officially started production. Steady growth.

Jamini suppressed the mentality of cutting leeks. Now the focus of Fox Heavy Industries is to develop the motorcycles he sent over, such as Kawasaki, Ducati, and BMW. Now they have changed their surnames to Fox.

Even Jemini has a little obsession...

That is, when his motorcycle industry matures, he will find a trustworthy person, apply for a Chinese nationality for him, and let him bring his technology to the motorcycle industry in China.

Whether to make money is secondary, the most important thing is to improve the standard of domestic motorcycles, and to ravage all those motorcycle manufacturers to death! !
Except for Chunfeng and Benda, everyone else must die! ! !
Enjoying the protection of the state, but without any progress, a bunch of stinky shit that can't be supported by mud!
China's motorcycles have been developed for more than 20 years. Not to mention independent research and development, these guys don't even copy. They are either poor or just dogs.

How far is the dog?

In 2016, Benda Yuanchi Beast was born in a small workshop, but before that, domestic motorcycles did not even have a model that could be defined as cruising!

A large group of major motorcycle manufacturers have been hiding in tariff barriers to enjoy the protection of the state all day long, shouting that they have no money for research and development.

Then they watched a small workshop suddenly emerge, watched it get up little by little, and later even produced a 700-row four-cylinder cruiser, and it developed in a decent way in less than five years.

After that, they suddenly have the ability to do R&D...

So if Jemini wants to kill them, Voldemort can survive, they must die!
Let these manufacturers eat shit, improve the level of domestic motorcycles, and the tariff barriers for Chinese motorcycles can be opened, which is a good thing for the benefit of the majority of motorcycle lovers.

Of course, these are future plans, and the most important thing right now is to study how to make money.

In another two years at most, when the motorcycle industry under his hand matures, Jemini will throw a carp named Haval H6 into the big river of the American market.

This kind of thing must be done as early as possible, because the price of American cars in its home country is not high. It is estimated that after 2000, H6 will not have much advantage.

Of course, this is only an industry in Muggle society, and Jemini is also firmly grasping the industry in the wizarding world.

Every weekend, dozens of brooms are sent from him to all over the world, especially India.

Perhaps because there are too many Indian sects, Indian wizards do not abide by the secrecy law very much. They will always perform miracles in front of some Muggle believers, and then make a lot of money. Generally speaking, they The boundaries between Muggle society and wizarding society are blurred there.

This has led to the fact that Indian wizards are generally very rich. Although the International Federation of Wizards has been furious more than once because of India's non-compliance with the secrecy law, they still go their own way.

Among all Firebolt's customers, Indians accounted for the highest proportion. Of course, this may also have something to do with being a British colony.

Judging from the sales of the Firebolt in recent weeks, most of the buyers are the top teams in the world—because the Quidditch World Cup is about to start.

Two days ago, the people from the Sports Department of the Ministry of Magic asked Charlotte to ask Jaimini if ​​he would sponsor a few Firebolts as a championship reward, but Jaimini tactfully refused.

Sponsorship and naming this kind of behavior is to enhance the brand influence, thereby widening the distance with competitors.

But does the Firebolt have a competitor?

Absolutely not!

What kind of speeding and sweeping turn of the Nimbus is completely incomparable, and the Firebolt is a hexagonal warrior!
So in this case, Jemini doesn't need sponsorship at all, you can buy it if you want to, and if you don't want to buy it, you can't buy better ones.

I am the best, the fastest, right here, so proud!

Do not sponsor!

"Goo~"

At the window, a small and exquisite owl held the envelope and looked at Jemini with its head tilted.

When Jemini opened the letter, what caught his eye was a whole piece of elegant font.

"Oh...look, it's so ignorant to ask for sponsorship again..." Jemini sneered, shook his head, leaned on the sofa, then raised his legs, held the letter in his right hand, and stretched out lazily In his left hand, a glass of lemon sherry appeared in his hand.

"You want me to sponsor seven of their Firebolts? What are you thinking, stupid girl? You actually said it so bluntly..." Jemini tutted.

"Heh, work hard? What does hard work have to do with me? Want to enter the World Cup? Doesn't that thing have the title of the national team? What are you?"

"Oh? One of the [-] teams of the British-Irish League? Is it very good? The Chudley Cannons are also a league team, and they are as bad as the national... shit..."

"Holyhead Harpies? What's wrong with the Harpies? Isn't it because they are all beauties? What's wrong with beauties? Who do you think I am, Jemini?"

Jemini sneered, and looked at the bouncing little owl in his hand: "Can you pick up the seven broomsticks?"

The little guy tilted his head: "???"

　The second one today is more beeping~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)