Retirement from Hogwarts

"You are really honored, Mr. Jack Sparrow. Compared with young talents like you, I'm afraid we are still far behind." Obadiah looked at the man in front of him who was making great achievements in the financial field at a young age, and said The man digging for gold in the graveyards of major companies couldn't help but feel a sigh of relief.

"In that case, I'll leave first." Jack pulled out his chair and stood up, putting away the signed agreement on the conference table. "My lawyer will be responsible for the share recovery. If you change your mind, you can contact me at any time before noon tomorrow."

"Wait," Tony called Jack just as he was about to walk out of the conference room.He turned around in confusion and looked at Tony standing at the end of the conference room. "You said it before, as long as I can prove the value of myself and this company, you will keep this company."

"That's true," Jack nodded expressionlessly. "But how are you going to prove it to me, Mr. Stark? With those Massachusetts diplomas of yours?"

"One year, please give me one year." Tony stared at Jack with coaxing eyes, like a gambler who lost his last pair of underwear. "In one year, I will show you a brand new Stark Group. If I can't do it, then all my shares will be given to you."

After hearing Tony's words, Obadiah looked at him in stunned silence and could hardly speak, and Jack felt a big stone fall in his heart.

"Are you sure?" After hearing Jack's question, Tony nodded firmly. "Well, the time can be extended to two years. You only need to maintain the company's average profit at last year's level within two years. Of course, if you can do better, I don't mind you becoming a director. long."

Subsequently, under the witness of representatives of the federal government, the two signed a gambling agreement that was highly controversial in later generations and was known as the fox's heel three years later.

After the equity transfer press conference the next morning, Jack quietly followed the invited Kirk out of the lunch venue and took the Enterprise to the secret anchorage where the Holy War Angel was docked.

As a stream of light flashed by, a steel planet no less big than Hogsmeade appeared within the view of the porthole of the bridge.

"DS-1Platform, the ultimate fortress of mankind's new generation." Kirk introduced with pride. “The last line of defense for humanity’s homeland.”

Then, Kirk pointed to an angel statue that looked like a work of art on the left side of the porthole, "That is your Holy War Angel."

"Are you sure?" Looking at the statue in the universe, Jack had no doubt that he had been tricked. "This Holy War Angel is obviously much larger than your planet's fortress, right?"

"It's true." Kirk gave an awkward smile at the corner of his mouth. "But because his hull was not built by us and there was a minor accident more than ten years ago, the military's top brass is ready to get rid of him."

"I should have thought of it earlier. The theorem that cheap goods are not good is really universal in the universe." Jack helplessly slapped his hand on his forehead. "Tell me, what's wrong with this ship?"

"His weapon system is locked by the location device." Kirk said awkwardly.

"No wonder you sold it at a low price. It seems that my spaceship is going to be downgraded from a fortress to an aircraft carrier." Jack shrugged at Kirk indifferently, "But

This is fine, it saves you from worrying about what we are going to do with it all day long. "

Not long after, with a slight shaking, the Enterprise stopped steadily on the berth in DS-01.Jack walked off with the crew of the Enterprise.After a lot of scanning and disinfection, they finally officially entered the scientific side of the Death Star.

"It's a good base, but the decoration is a bit monotonous." Jack admired sincerely as he looked at the wide white passage in front of him that could accommodate dozens of cars traveling side by side. "But it looks like I have to spend a lot of money on decoration. This architectural style is not very popular over there."

"You don't have to worry too much about this. You know, the hull and part of the central computer of that ship were actually found in the ruins. Its decoration style is very similar to the elven architecture that was popular for a while. It should be more in line with you. Taste." Kirk said with a dry cough.

At this time, a group of strange people dressed in weird clothes, who were extremely conspicuous in the crowded passage, came towards them.

"Here comes the troublemaker. It seems that your opponent is not convinced by the defeat." Kirk lowered his voice and said in Jack's ear.

"The Church of Necessary Evil?"

"Do you know them?" After hearing Jack's question, Kirk couldn't help but look at him in surprise.

"The characteristics of their senior leaders are too obvious. And after all, they are our military department on the magic side, so we still need to have the necessary understanding." Jack looked at the long-haired girl with a parasol in the lead and the bad priest following her. He shrugged helplessly. "These two are still very famous in our area. And I bet these two are definitely not looking for trouble."

"Good morning, Captain Kirk." Laura Stewart performed an ancient lady's salute to Kirk, and then said to him in Common Language (Chinese) with a weird accent.

"Long time no see, His Excellency the Supreme Archbishop." Kirk gave Laura a standard chest-supporting salute.Jack couldn't help but be grateful for his curiosity at this time. If he hadn't wanted to know the protective capabilities of the Federation spacesuit, Jack would have changed into a standard crew uniform on the Enterprise.At this time, I'm afraid he can't hide behind Kirk so leisurely and pretend to follow.

"Who is this?" But obviously, Jack had forgotten his long silver hair, which was unusual among soldiers.

Kirk gave him a helpless look, and then introduced them to them.

"Nice to meet you, Your Excellency, the Heir of Ravenclaw. I wonder if we can talk alone?" Laura glanced at the ring on Jack's hand, and the fake smile on her face couldn't help but become a little more real.

"I wonder what you want to talk about?" After Laura set up the soundproofing spell, Jack asked, staring into her eyes. "Or do you just want to find an opportunity to give me the Imperius Curse?"

"I don't want to risk offending the entire Ravenclaw Heirs' Mutual Aid Association by using the Imperius Curse on a Ravenclaw heir." Laura shook her head and showed a kind smile. "I just want to sign a material delivery agreement with you that is the same as the alliance military."

"Materials delivery agreement? Are you sure you need this?" Jack gave her a strange look. "Each magician has his own space bag, and most of the supplies during battle are just some potions. Are you sure you need this kind of service? You must know that this thing is not cheap."