This Hogwarts is not normal

After the advertising bidding was announced to start, a light screen was projected in front of each seat of the platinum tables and chairs.

What is shown above is the advertising time slot for the Triwizard Tournament, and at the bottom there is a draggable duration option.

There was a larger light screen in front of Vincent. "As you can see, our bidding will be a little different from the past."

His finger gently tapped the time slot before the game, "After everyone has selected the time slot they want, then choose the required duration."

Scroll to 15 seconds and click to confirm, and a nine-square digital interface will be displayed on the light screen.

"After entering the bid amount, this information will be recorded in the system and displayed in real time. Of course, you can modify the amount at any time."

Vincent's name appeared on the right side of the light screen, with bidding information below it, the most conspicuous of which was the amount he had just entered.

Eliminate the tedious bidding and auction process and have a simple and efficient bidding experience.

Vincent glanced at the magic communicator on his wrist. "It is now 10:08. The auction will start at 10:15. The time limit is 45 minutes. There is no upper limit on the amount."

As soon as the words fell, the whole venue suddenly became boiling.

Some of those who are not financially strong have already begun to consider leaving.

They all thought that Wayne Enterprises was crazy about money and only gave them the opportunity to participate in the bidding but not the chance to win the bid.

Vincent, who was in the center of the venue, kept smiling and watching them.

This time the Triwizard Tournament was broadcast live to the global wizarding community. Without strong financial support, even the best advertising effects would not be able to successfully extend beyond the UK.

Besides, if you really want money, you can invite major well-known companies from all over the world to participate in the bidding, so that the final amount will definitely be higher.

A few minutes passed in a flash, and Vincent ignored the wizards who were about to leave, raised his hand and announced the start of the auction process.

Almost at the same time, the wizards who had just entered the amount rushed to enter the amount, and the names on the right side of the light screen were refreshing rapidly.

The 15-second prime time in the middle of the event instantly increased from 100 gold galleons to 800, and it is still rising.

Lucius looked coldly at the light screen in front of him, waved his hand, and directly stretched the entire two minutes of the golden period to the end, and then entered an amount that made almost everyone despair.

Gold Galleon, rounded to the nearest 167 Galleons per second.

One move alone would bring in a month’s profit for most stores. It seemed like he was determined to win.

However, the next second, amid countless exclamations, the amount of money squeezed his name out.

Lucius glanced at the name above and his expression suddenly turned ugly.

Damn Sirius, why is he causing trouble for him again?

He turned his head and saw the other person raising a glass to him.

Only 1 Galleon? Who are you looking down on?

Lucius added it directly, and soon, Sirius added another Galleon.

After several rounds of back and forth, the two minutes of golden time have arrived.

Everyone at the venue was shocked by the astonishing financial resources displayed by the two men.

Others would add dozens upon dozens, but Lucius would spend several thousand.

Sirius was even more outrageous, adding Galleons one by one, as if he was deliberately provoking him.

Recalling the Daily Prophet some time ago, everyone looked at other time periods with a confused look.

Let's give the prime time to them, the time before and after the game is actually pretty good.

When everyone focused their attention on the names of Sirius and Lucius, the pre-match time slot had been bid up to 2700 Galleons by Whitehorn of the Nimbus Broom Company.

Sweep and Comet attacked at the same time, and in just a few minutes the amount reached 6000.

As for the prime time bids, they are incomprehensible.

One hundred thousand Galleons in two minutes, that's more than 500 Galleons per second.

Those wizards who wanted to leave gave up the idea and stared blankly at the numbers on the top right side of the projection screen that kept refreshing.

This is the strength of the top pure-blood families in the British wizarding world. Even if an ordinary wizard works hard for ten lifetimes, he or she cannot earn the wealth that they can easily bid for.

The gap is so huge that people don't have the energy to resist.

Can't compare, can't compare at all.

Accept the reality. It is an honor to be able to participate in bidding and auctioning with the top pure-blood families. Instead of complaining about the gap between yourself and others, you might as well enjoy yourself.

At 10:50, 10 minutes before the end of the auction, the two minutes of prime time finally broke through the 30 mark, heading for a higher record.

Lucius, who had been raising the price, frowned and added another 5000 Galleons.

He did not doubt whether the Black family could come up with the money. What he did not understand was what on earth this madman Sirius was thinking. Was he spending hundreds of thousands of gold Galleons just to cause trouble for him?

Where in the world can there be such a person who kills one thousand enemies and loses two thousand of his own? But this madman has been in Azkaban for 12 years. Maybe he is really crazy.

Lucius looked at the amount and numbly entered the number 38.

A peaceful bidding auction turned into a quarrel, all because of that strange smear article.

When the amount came into view, he immediately increased it to 40 Galleons.

The entire venue couldn't help but gasp, even the three major flying broomstick families who were competing fiercely before the game.

There are still 10 minutes left until the end, and the final amount looks like it will exceed 50.

Compared with them, the 8000 Galleons in the pre-match period were just a fraction.

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A 10-fold gap is already exaggerated enough, a full 50 times...

Vincent, who was sitting in the middle of the meeting room, was already laughing uncontrollably in his heart.

Sirius is really good at disgusting people. He adds Galleons one by one. If it were him, he would almost be unable to hold back and break down.

He looked at Lucius who had a gloomy face, then at Sirius who was drinking a glass of wine and leisurely entering the amount, and remembered a classic quote from his previous life.

"The life of rich people is so simple, plain and boring."

"Cough cough--" He coughed a few times quickly to suppress the urge in his heart to laugh out loud.

His mental state was still a little low. It was just a few hundred thousand gold galleons. He should remain calm even if it was earned for free.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the price during the prime time successfully exceeded 50 gold galleons.

As for the pre-game period, it was time for the bid to be made by Whitehorn of the Nimbus Broom Company.

The amount of money for post-match time, which is even worse than "garbage time", is not low either, but it is divided into 15 seconds worth one thousand but several hundred Galleons. When added together, it can be nearly 1 Galleons.

In the last 5 minutes, Lucius strangely stopped bidding.

Sirius guessed his thoughts at a glance and entered the amount directly.

If the previous 1 Galleon was a provocation, then the hundreds of thousands of gold Galleons added in one go was a naked contempt.

Can the proud pure-blood gentlemen tolerate this?

Lucius took a deep breath and looked at Madam Zabini and Old Nott who were sitting next to him.

The Nobili brand belongs to them, and this time the bidding was jointly funded by several companies.

"If you have no objection, I will continue to bid."

Compared with the research funds for a series of magic appliances, these 66 gold galleons are nothing.

As long as Nobili uses the Triwizard Tournament to gain global recognition, the advertising dollars invested will be earned back sooner or later.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Lucius decisively entered the amount.

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