Hogwarts: The Book of Laws

After Lien finished speaking, he left the three brothers' home and came to his cabin in the forest.

"Master, welcome back."

As soon as Lean arrived at the door of his house, his door was opened by Pudding. The little guy stood at the door, wearing a vest made of rags, revealing his thin body.

"Master, the food has been cooked and placed on the dining table." Pudding followed Lien into the house and followed Zailien on his short legs.

"How's the plantation going lately?" Lean asked with concern, sitting at the dining table.

When Pudding heard these words, he inadvertently paused in his chest.

The plantation is what Pudding is most proud of in his life. Not only has the owner entrusted him with this important task, but also the plantation is in his hands, and the profits are much higher than before.

"Master, the plantation earned a total of one thousand two hundred and fifty-two galleons in the first half of this year. This is the net profit." Pudding rubbed his hands and said with a smile on his face.

"How is the growth of the potion?" Li En asked without raising his head.

Pudding was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that Lien would care about this. At Malfoy Manor, no one ever cared about this issue.

However, Pudding quickly answered: "The plantation harvested a total of 7,352 herbs, which is more than a thousand more than before, and the quality is much better than before. This year's herbal purchase The price is two kats higher than last year.”

This achievement is enough for it to be proud of.

But it can also be seen how much Pudding cares about this plantation.

Lien nodded, and he also knew that Pudding was interested. He glanced at Pudding and wanted to praise it, but saw Pudding frozen in place with a hesitant look on his face.

"What? Is there anything else going on at the plantation?" Lean asked.

"Uh... um..." Pudding hesitated, standing there and looking around.

"Say, this is an order." Lien's tone was a little stern, and he used commanding words.

He knew that it was impossible for a house elf to refuse his master's order.

Sure enough, although Pudding was still very confused, he still spoke.

"Master, actually... the profit can actually be a little more, but..." Pudding didn't say everything, but Lien also understood the meaning of Pudding's words.

As early as the Christmas holiday, he had ordered Pudding to give a certain discount to Beaver and Kes when they came to buy potions.

Or simply sell it at cost price.

"I sold those parts at cost price without any price increase. The owner can rest assured." Pudding was a little flustered.

It didn't want Lean to think that it didn't follow orders, because no owner would like a house elf that didn't follow orders.

"Don't worry about that. I don't lack galleons. What I need now is a plantation that can grow high-quality potions. Don't be afraid of spending money. All I don't lack is money."

Rean said, throwing a fruit core into the trash can, then entering the transformation circle and turning it into gold.

Sure enough, it was really satisfying to say this sentence.

Pudding stood there and waited for a while, then helped Lean remove the plates from the dining table.

"Gu Gu." Pais flew in and dropped a letter.

"Ah, the textbook catalog for the second semester." Lean opened the letter and felt a headache looking at the series of "Gilderoy Lockhart" on the catalog.

Lean has also read through his books this year. He has a lot of professional knowledge, and the plot is full of ups and downs and fascinating. It can be said that it can be enjoyed by both refined and popular people.

But again, Naihe is an idiot.

Lien looked at the letter in his hand, and his thoughts began to drift into the distance.

The second grade can be said to be the beginning of the dangers of Hogwarts. The first grade is just a battle of wits and courage between Harry and the remnant soul of the Dark Lord. By the second grade, there are real casualties of ordinary little wizards.

"That's not right, why should I follow the plot?" Lien patted his head and found that he had fallen into a misunderstanding.

Isn't it just a diary? I can definitely snatch it from Lucius, but he can't beat me anyway.

No matter how powerful you are, it is useless.

For the crime of harboring Voldemort's Horcrux, if he was not sentenced to a kiss from the Soul Eater on the spot, Lean felt that Fudge would have to step down the next day.

"And this matter is very profitable." Rean thought of several other plantations owned by the Malfoy family.

Lucius was totally displeased with both sides in this matter. Voldemort, you actually want to give away the Dark Lord's Horcrux. What do you mean? If a die-hard Death Eater doesn't give you a happy spell for Lao Fu, it would be a shame for Lao Fu's cultivation.

As for the Ministry of Magic, they wanted to destroy the peaceful scene maintained by Fudge. Lean believed that Fudge would never spare Lucius. But the most likely possibility is that Fudge will pretend to be dead, but at least Lucius will no longer have his official position.

As for Dumbledore, it goes without saying. Don’t you see that the Order of the Phoenix formed by Dumbledore was the one who fought the most fiercely with the Death Eaters at that time?

As for the remaining pure-blood families, they are eager for the Malfoy family to go wrong so that they can take over the Malfoy family's wealth. Among these families, the small and medium-sized families are the most important. Anything exposed by the Malfoy family is enough to make their mouths water.

"Pudding." Rean shouted into the air.

Wearing rubber gloves and a small apron, Pudding immediately appeared in front of Corian.

"Which of the Malfoy plantations are good?"

This time, he would not let Lucius give him the worst plantation.

"Master, there are three of them, namely the Ginkgo Plantation, the Snake Grass Plantation and the Ironwood Plantation. Each plantation grows plants with the same name as theirs." Pudding said with some embarrassment.

Although this was the master's order, it still felt a little uneasy to reveal the secret of the previous master.

But when it thought about Bibi and how Lien had treated itself over the past year, its heart instantly hardened.

"Master, do you want to ask the Malfoy family for any valuable items?"

"It doesn't have to be valuable, the most important thing is that it has to be precious and useful." Reen glanced at the pudding in surprise.

Sure enough, it is not without benefit to be kind to the house elves. They are intelligent and can judge who is good and who is bad.

"Then... Pudding once heard from other elves that there are several alchemy works of ancient wizards in the Malfoy family's collection room, which even Master Malfoy cannot see if he wants to."

Lien listened and nodded secretly. But he felt that the possibility of getting these treasures was not very high, but this was not a problem.

Who doesn’t know how to open a lion’s mouth? Businesses are all negotiated.