Master Trainer from Hogwarts

Chapter 86 The Hidden Trouble

After hearing his companions' ideas, Edward's expression calmed down a little. He is not really a brainless idiot. He has studied Alan's deeds.

If there was a fluke and Professor McGonagall's reason for breaking the Solomon cultist's plan before, then he was able to retrieve an activated mummy the second time.

Among them, it is impossible to get lucky again, and this is where he hesitates. If he is really stupid and defeated on stage, he will be ashamed to the end.

Ke Lan has short black hair, light brown eyes, and a bat standing on his shoulder. He looked at Edward, understood his hesitation, and said with a smile.

"What? Can an animated mummy scare away our pure blood?"

"I don't?!"

Edward's eyes dodged slightly.

Ke Lan tapped the bat on his shoulder, and the bat immediately transformed into a graceful woman with a necklace around her neck, knelt down in front of Conan, and said humbly.

"Owner."

Seeing this scene, the new Slytherin wizards took a slight step back.

Vampires who can transform into bats are not the lowest-level blood slaves, at least they are barons, and they are too dangerous for underage wizards like them.

Ke Lan raised the wand in his hand, and the invisible magic power turned into a lightning-shaped whip along the end of the wand, dancing with blue electric light.

There was a snap.

The female vampire couldn't help howling, but she didn't dare to resist, her body could only crawl lower.

Fortunately, the bloodstains drawn by the whip did not deteriorate in the face of her strong resilience, but healed quickly.

Ke Lan looked at all the Slytherins proudly, "Remember, we are wizards, born to stand above all things!"

Then he looked at Edward who puffed out his chest slightly, "It's nothing to clean up a newly activated mummy, let alone a mud leg involved."

"But just in case, I will personally teach you some powerful spells during this time, I hope you don't dishonor Slytherin's reputation, you can't even learn magic."

"Absolutely not!"

Edward assured him that he still had some talent for learning the Dark Arts, although young wizards would not buy their first wands until they started school.

However, some young wizards from pure-blood families began to learn magic under the guidance of their parents after the magic riot. After all, they would not go to a Muggle primary school, and Hogwarts did not have a direct affiliated primary school.

Ke Lan nodded, he still believed in this, and then his brown eyes reflected the cold green light from the bottom of the lake, "When dealing with a powerful prey, strengthening yourself is a means, and weakening the opponent is also a means."

The little snakes around showed a convinced look, the prefect of his family is so trustworthy and reliable.

"I remember that Mudblood seemed to have a new broomstick?"

"Yes." A little snake who loves Quidditch stood up.

Allen was chartered by Dumbledore to participate in Quidditch in the first grade, which naturally caused a commotion in this academy with less than 1000 people.

Especially the flamboyant broom in his hand attracted everyone's attention.

The little snake hurriedly took out a newspaper from the newspapers he had collected.

It reads: Funded by an unknown rich man, a new broom is about to break the epoch and break the dominance of Nimbus Company.

The accompanying picture is Firebolt and his founder Randolph.

This broom-specialized wizard actually secretly researched the Firebolt a long time ago, but he was subject to the same restrictions as the Weasley brothers, and couldn't spend a sum of money for production.

It's not a small sum, but it's not huge either.

Just like the supercars in the previous life, you only need to build a few primitive cars, and after raising the initial investment funds, you can naturally start production through OEM or acquisition.

In this life, because of Allen's intrusion, he reminded his father that the Firebolt would be a hot product, and recalled the product's creator, Mr. Randolph.

Now that he and his father are not strong enough, they really can't get involved in the money-making industry that seeks death like a lending house, so they will only be immediately suppressed by pure blood.

As he began to explain to Mr. Stuart.

Muggle-born wizards use British pounds to exchange for Galleons in a small area. As long as it does not cause violent fluctuations in the market, the Ministry of Magic will not interfere too much. After all, this is the exchange regulations set by them.

And the average Muggle wizard can't get that much pound, except for crime.

Although it was impossible to set foot in a lending house, some venture capital projects were also very good, just like Harry Potter only sponsored the Weasley brothers with a thousand gold Galleons, and they got a huge return.

Allen, who knows the history, of course will not let go of the top project 'Firebolt'.

Once successful, then he is the Elon Musk of the wizarding world.

This is no exaggeration at all.

After all, in 08, the guy who made electric cars almost went bankrupt, and later he made a fortune step by step by relying on electric cars.

And the Firebolt is no less than Tesla, because in the future, this broom will become an official Quidditch game item.

With certain historical success stories and the start-up capital is not difficult to accept, of course Allen asked Mr. Stewart to invest in this project.

So he could only get his hands on the first mature Firebolt after it left the factory.

"Are all Muggles so rich now?" Ke Lan said mockingly.

Although he didn't know that Alan's father was the mysterious rich man, the negotiable price marked on the rocket crossbow still made him feel unhappy for a while.

"I hear his father is very rich on the Muggle side, and can get a lot of... pounds?"

A girl said, then turned to look at Judy beside her, "Is that the word?"

Judy's blue eyes drooped, and she whispered, "Yes."

"The system of exchanging British pounds for gold galleons should have been abolished long ago, so that those bastards can't get into school!"

Edward said angrily, then stared at Judy viciously.

"But this is the result of Principal Dumbledore lobbying the Ministry of Magic."

Ke Lan tapped on the pure wooden handrail.

The little snakes fell silent, because no one at Hogwarts dared to question Dumbledore's authority.

"However, this law has been implemented for decades, and now it seems that it really needs to be changed, at least it needs to be restricted."

He looked around with light brown eyes, "If we make that 'rich' Mudblood no longer able to exchange a gold Galleon from Gringotts, his expression will be very funny then, and this Quidditch match also needs to teach him a good lesson."

The eyes of the surrounding Slytherins lit up and they all made noises.

"I have an aunt who is a director at Gringotts."

"My father was executive chairman of the Ministry of Magic's Muggle Affairs Committee."

"My mother is a Senior Judge in the Legal Division of the Ministry of Magic."

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Ke Lan smiled, this is the glory and power brought by the blood, so they need to trample the Mudbloods under their feet forever.

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(End of this chapter)