Hogwarts' new house

Chapter 015 Inheritance Tax

Sure enough, people cannot be judged by their appearance, and sea water cannot be measured. Can you imagine that Snape and the market lady were arguing with Guzhen, galleon after galleon, about how much royalties he should get for a textbook?

He doesn't even want a copper nut

Originally, Guzhen didn't care about money. He was not interested in money and he couldn't spend it all anyway. But when you meet an opponent in chess, you will meet a good talent. If you don't bargain with Snape, you will be sorry to all the aunts in your hometown.

Especially when the ancient town required him to have a matching exercise book, Snape's eyes lit up. The entire European wizarding world had no education method of doing exercises. But Snape seemed to have opened a skylight to a new world. He actually wanted to answer the questions. TOLL

Each answer to the fill-in-the-blank question will give you one copper nut for free, but each solution idea will give you three copper nuts.

Fifteen coppers for each short answer question and essay question, and the answer is free and no solution ideas are required.

Based on this budget, the manuscript fee for two sets of exercises for each textbook for each grade is as high as two hundred gold galleons.

"A set of two hundred galleons, I suggest you not to dispute with me on the price." Snape looked cold and arrogant. His gaze was directed at Gu Zhen. As long as Gu Zhen dared to refute even half a sentence, he dared to ridicule Gu Zhen for not understanding the value of knowledge.

It's a pity that Gu Zhen is not his student, otherwise I can still make a sarcastic statement: I don't expect your elm head to understand the value of endless knowledge. I just ask you not to regard my summary of decades of potions as only worth two or three copper nats. Trash

Guzhen stood up from the sofa, frowning slightly, facing Snape's downward gaze, and said with disappointment: "Sorry, I don't accept your price."

Snape glanced at the corner of his mouth and said sarcastically: "You are not upset at all."

"At least 5 Nats," Guzhen interrupted forcefully.

"Yeah" Snape was startled.

Gu Zhen curled his lips, you don’t even understand what exercises are. There is no need to write down the solution ideas for the fill-in-the-blank questions that are memorized by rote. Whenever necessary, each fill-in-the-blank question is essentially a short answer question, worth at least 5 Knuts, and three Nat wants to figure out whether you want to deal with the situation or whether you don't respect knowledge.

You don’t know knowledge

Guzhen gave Snape a look and let him realize it on his own.

Nine sets of textbooks and eighteen sets of exercises for each grade in the ninth grade only cost 10 galleons in royalties, which was only RMB in previous lives. Such fees are so conscientious that the ancient town is embarrassed.

Snape's sarcastic expression froze before it could unfold. Looking at the ancient town, I feel a little empty. How should I answer this question? I should argue with reason and sell a set of books to 180 Galleons.

The air felt a little quiet for a while.

The sheepskin contract came out from under the desk. It was already holding a newly drafted contract in its hand. It was trembling with excitement. It cautiously came to Snape's side and gingerly suspended the new contract in front of him.

That's great. This professor only wants royalties and no salary. I took the opportunity to sign the contract and saved my master some money.

Snape glanced at the contract sideways, and with a wave of his wand, a signature fell on it. He stayed away from the contract with disgust. This contract filled with galleons tarnished his eyes when studying potions, as if he wasn't the one who had just twisted his face to ask for money.

"Separate a study room for me, three independent potion rooms, ten stacks of parchment, the same vellum as Carit's sleeping sheep, and invisible emerald blue ink."

The Karite Sleeping Sheep is a magical animal. This kind of sheep sleeps twenty-three hours a day, and its resistance to spells while asleep is incredibly high.

Parchment made from this sheepskin is a common material for writing magic books.

But asking for vellum is a bit excessive. It has to be made from the fresh and tender skin of a newborn lamb. Two hundred pieces of two-foot-long vellum cost 30 galleons. It is simply extravagant.

But Guzhen happily agreed.

Things that can be solved with money are nothing in this life. Master, if you have money

Donggu needs to recruit a dedicated buyer.

The rooms were quickly arranged, not only for Snape, but also for Lupine, with a bedroom and a large storage room where the ranger's equipment could be placed.

Just wait for Lupine to take photos and recruit Newt. The ancient town has been planned. If Newt doesn't want to live in the castle and come into contact with too many people, then build a wooden house in the forest. These experts are all treasures. Life The ancient town will not refuse any needs on the Internet.

As night approached in Wintervale, two owls flew in with fluttering wings. One flew into Snape's office, and the other landed outside the study window in Ancient Town.

Gu Zhen took two small lizards and fucked them to the owl that delivered the letter. The owl rubbed its head on Gu Zhen's body excitedly, happily put down the letter and flew away with its wings fluttering.

Generally, a wizard's study window will keep some bird food, dried insects and the like as tips for messengers. Those who prepare lizard fucks like this in Guzhen are considered high-rollers.

Wintervale Castle has not been cleaned for a thousand years, and thousands of lizards of all kinds were swept out, all of which were made into lizard jerky by the house elves.

The letter came from the Ministry of Magic. Guzhen thought it was a school qualification certificate sent by the Ministry of Magic, but it turned out to be an inheritance tax notice.

Dear Mr. Guzhen:

Congratulations on inheriting Mr. Foster's estate, but perhaps suddenly you forgot to pay the inheritance tax to the Ministry of Magic. Here is a letter from my secretary to remind you. In addition, special personnel from the Ministry of Magic will be sent to Winter Valley later to verify the quantity of the inheritance. I would like to ask Mr. Guzhen for your cooperation.

sorry for bothering.

Dolores Jane Umbridge, Senior Undersecretary, Office of the Under-Secretary of Magic, Office of the Under-Secretary of Magic

There is also an inheritance tax schedule attached underneath.

If the inheritance is less than 34 Galleons, no inheritance tax is payable.

34 Galleons, inheritance tax of 40

40 Galleons, inheritance tax of 300

Before Gu Zhen could finish reading it, he tore the letter into pieces.

Inheritance tax, nonsense

It is inevitable that Muggles have inheritance tax, but how can there be such a perfect law in villages and tribes? The entire Ministry of Magic is built on several major pure-blood families. Pure-blood families will let this kind of thing obviously harm their own interests. law passed

If a new generation of heirs deducts half of the family assets, which pureblood would agree to such a thing?

Are you trying to steal money? Have you ever asked the money goblins? Gringotts won't pay a knut to the Ministry of Magic.

Guzhen took a piece of letter paper and wrote a letter to Lupine. He wanted to find out what this inheritance tax was. Just after the owl came, Snape left in a hurry. The only person in the ancient town who can ask questions is Lu Ping.

There are no dedicated messenger owls in Wintervale, and the messengers need to be caught by house elves.

Before Carter could find the owl to send the letter, someone was already ringing the doorbell at Gray Stone Gate.

The spell to enter Winter Vale was changed only by the toad. The owl that delivers the message can find and enter, but wizards and magical animals cannot enter or exit at will.

Guzhen signaled Carter to let people in. Guzhen didn't know half of the spells. After changing the rules of the gray stone, he no longer had the ability to open the door.

After a while, three wizards walked into Winter Valley. The leader was a middle-aged woman, wearing a pink kawaii jacket and dress. Under the girl's hat was a pair of lightbulb eyes that seemed to have been transplanted from a toad.

It makes people feel blinded just by looking at it.

The most disgusting Umbridge in the entire Harry Potter.

As soon as Umbridge entered Winter Valley, she looked around furtively, touching the leaves and stamping on the stone paths, looking at the pitch-black castle with an even more intoxicated expression.

It turned back to the clerk who was following it and said in a high-pitched voice: "I must suggest to the minister that this castle cannot be taxed with gold galleons, and half of the castle must be used as tax." This forest and these mountains are not energized by gold galleons. Half of them belong to the Ministry of Magic."

"I really should propose a bill today. This kind of inheritance should be taxed 80%. No, it's 85%. The minister is too kind. He only accepted 55%."

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