Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 72 Crowned King
In the evening, Castle Grey.

Jemini leaned in Shirley's arms, his legs were held in Adria's arms, and while being fed by Shirley, he flipped through the magic book about vampires.

Before coming to Gray's house, he never imagined that a person's life could be so extravagant and depraved.

"Ah——I'm already a useless person..." Yoyo sighed, and Jemini rubbed his little head against Shirley's chest vigorously.

Before the holidays, Jemini's vision for the holidays - start a business, make a lot of money, travel and vacation.

After the holiday, Jemini's plan for the holiday-squeeze the shoulders, rub the legs, and kiss the little mouth.

Very reasonable!

Because Reid was going to the United States to register the company, the preparations would take at least a month, which meant that this extravagant and corrupt feudal life would last at least another month.

"No, I can't go on like this!"

Jemini forced himself to get up, pushed Shirley aside, and adjusted himself to a comfortable position on the bed.

"Please also massage my back, thank you."

No way?
No way?
Is there really anyone who doesn't like this kind of life?
Hahahaha...

"By the way, why don't you see Charlotte? How about asking her to play Explosion Solitaire?" Jemini asked softly while enjoying Shirley's massage.

"My sister has been very busy recently." Shirley shook her head lightly: "She needs to check the export of potions and spirits, and she has been busy recently running for the Wizengamot Councilor."

"The Wizengamot?" Jemini was stunned: "The election of the fifty members?"

The Wizengamot is a department with functions similar to courts and prosecutors, and its creation time was even before the Ministry of Magic.

And the Wizengamot Council also has great powers: it can summon any wizard, and if you say you are guilty, you are guilty.

And the current chief wizard of the Wizengamot Council is Albus Dumbledore. (The magician here is the official title in the book, so don't feel inconsistent.)
"Can I participate if I haven't worked in the Ministry of Magic?" Jemini asked in surprise.

"Of course, but the prerequisite is that the personal prestige is sufficient." Shirley nodded: "For example, like Dumbledore."

"Not likely." Jamie shook his head.

"Yes, but you have to give it a try." Shirley sighed: "If you can become a member of the Wizengamot, at least that old snotty Lucius Malfoy won't dare to take advantage of the Gray family property. .”

"Is the industry so big? Even Malfoy is so excited?" Jemini was a little curious.

"Of course!" Shirley said with a serious face, "Grey's potions rank among the top five potions in Europe, and their annual net income can reach at least 20 Galleons."

"Ah..." Jemini opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

It's not that there are few, but that there are too many.

If it was the equivalent of 100 million pounds, it would not be much, but if it was Garen, it would be a lot.

Although the two have exchange rates, their values ​​are completely different.

During this time, Jemini also fully understood the meaning of Garen.

Each Galleon is forged by fairies themselves!

The number of each Galleon will be registered!
As for the Galleons that Jaimini obtained from selling scraps in the Room of Requirement, Jaimini returned them to the weapon store by buying other goods, because the money is not spendable outside unless the weapon store will admit it. Going out, once discovered, is a big trouble.

"With the population of the magic world, can the net income reach 20 Galleons?" Jemini was a little surprised.

"A large part is for export, and our Gray family has several very precious potion inheritances." Shirley said calmly.

"Potion?"

"The most precious thing is the Felicity Elixir." Shirley said gently: "According to the inheritance of the Gray family, the cooking time of the Felicia Felicia can be shortened to three months."

"Three months?! With the Malfoy family, it's inconceivable that the two of you sisters can survive to this day." Jemini smacked his lips.

Shirley smiled: "I don't know the formula, only my sister knows, and every time my sister and I go out, there will be at least two elves to protect our safety."

Jemini nodded. Although the elf is a slave creature, its combat effectiveness is still very strong.

If any elf is determined to fight, three or five wizards are no match at all.

What is Felicity Potion?Lucky potion.

To be precise, it is a kind of potion that can comprehensively and greatly improve the ability of the user in all aspects, so as to achieve the effect of good luck (official setting, not a secondary setting).

Sound familiar?
Yes, it could be called a one-off Ravenclaw diadem.

Normally, the refining time for this kind of potion is as long as half a year, but the inheritance of the Gray family can shorten it to three months, which is comparable to the time for refining compound decoction.

"That's amazing..." Jamie murmured.

Sure enough, these long-standing wizarding families are more or less unique.

"I can tell my sister to give you the prescription." Xueli said softly.

"My lord, our Welfare family also has inheritance." Adria hurried up after hearing the words: "I can also dedicate the inheritance of the Welfare family to you..."

"No need at all." Jamie waved his hand, and then he looked at Shirley suspiciously: "Voldemort didn't pay attention to your family's inheritance?"

"My father became a Death Eater when he was young, and he had a tough fight with my grandfather, so my father didn't get this inheritance at all. My grandfather directly passed on the prescription to my sister." Shirley chuckled lightly.

"Ask a question." Jamie stood up suddenly: "Can members of the Wizengamot use Felicia when they run for office?"

"There will be a test before the election, and once it is found that there are signs of using potions, you will be disqualified." Shirley shook her head helplessly: "In any lottery, election or Quidditch competition, the use of Fuling is strictly prohibited." dose."

Jemini blinked: "Will you be searched?"

"Of course not, that would be very rude." Shirley chuckled lightly, "It was tested with a magic wand."

Jemini held his chin and thought for a while, then nodded thoughtfully: "In this case, can you call Charlotte over for me? I have something to do."

Soon, Charlotte was brought over by Shirley, and looked at Jemini with some puzzlement: "Mr. Fox?"

Jemini sat on the soft sofa, looked at her gently, reached out and patted the sofa: "Come~please sit~"

Charlotte sat down next to Jemini in a daze.

"Please bow your head." Jemini said softly.

Charlotte was not annoyed, and simply bent down and knelt down next to Jemini's legs. The posture of the two seemed very ambiguous.

Before Charlotte could think about it, Jemini cleared his throat and said slowly, "One day, my reign will come to an end, and you, will be crowned king—"

Charlotte: "???"

The next moment, a burst of refreshing coolness spread from the top of the head, sweeping the whole body, a gorgeous crown made of silver-gray metal, inlaid with blue gemstones was worn by Jamie on Charlotte's head.

The gorgeous crown complements Charlotte's beautiful face, making Charlotte look like a noble queen.

"Ah...comfortable! I wanted to say this line a long time ago..." Jemini leaned on the sofa refreshed.

"It's so beautiful..." Shirley looked at the crown on Charlotte's head obsessively: "The crown sent by Master Fox..."

Adria didn't speak, but her eyes were a little red.

"There are still words on it." Shirley leaned over to Charlotte and read softly.

"Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest...wealth of mankind...?"

Shirley: "???"

Charlotte: "???"

Adria: "!!!"

(End of this chapter)