No matter what your personality is or what you are doing, meeting old friends in a foreign country is always a very pleasant thing.

When a fat young man wearing a colorful African robe and a strange Indian eagle feather crown on his brown-red hair, who looked like a bird's nest, stood in front of Moqil, he almost was shocked. chin.

"Gray..." Mochir tried to shout.

The man was also stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect anyone here to recognize him. When he turned to look at Moqil, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Oh, Merlin's beard, Moqil, why are you here?" He was surprised and even a little incoherent, and soon there was a cheerful whisper. He pointed to the colorful symbols painted on his beam, proudly He introduced it to Moqil, "I just met a little witch from Wagadu. She told me that this rune can help me escape my recent love affair. What do you think?"

Moqier was shocked by this guy's brain circuit. When he met his roommate whom he hadn't seen for a long time in a strange place in a foreign country, shouldn't he say a few words first?

He was also shocked that this guy could still be so stupid after graduating so long...

He asked helplessly: "How much did you spend on this outfit, including the 'rune' on your face that doesn't have any magic power?"

Gray was asked by Mochier. How could he know how much he had spent? He would have to ask his personal assistant.

His focus was obviously different from Moqil's. He asked with some uncertainty, "Moqil, are you sure this rune has no magic power?"

Seeing Mochier nod, he shouted "Damn" in disappointment, but was not willing to wipe it off.

Now Moqier knew in his mind that this colorful pattern probably cost several taels of gold.

Gray followed Mochier to the table of the Hogwarts exchange group with a dinner plate. Also coming with him was a very beautiful young red-haired witch wearing an OL suit.

"What are you doing here?" Gray seemed to remember at this moment that he should say hello to Mochir.

However, Mochier has long been accustomed to this guy's rough nerves. He explained: "I came here for a meeting, and one of my articles this year was selected for the annual meeting."

"Oh..." Gray put his hand on his head, groaned, and tilted his head to look at the witch beside him, "What is Mochier's product?"

The beauty flipped her hair on her forehead, adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses, looked at Mochir with her ruby-like eyes, and asked politely, "Hello, I am Mr. Gray's personal assistant Annabel Marquis. Are you Mr Mochir Cavendish?"

Seeing Mochier nod, she possessed Gray's ear and whispered: "Master, Mr. Cavendish's work for the conference is "The Flow and Deconstruction of Mandrake Magic Power from the Perspective of Legilimency: On the Soul" "Pioneering Progress in Healing Potions", I mentioned to you before, is a very advantageous item in this conference. There are some in the posters. This research is mainly about..."

Gray's eyes suddenly lit up. He didn't even listen to any introduction about the product, so he couldn't wait to pat Moqil's shoulder, pretending to be serious and said: "Friend, do you accept sponsorship for your product? "

The female assistant sighed, but she was obviously used to her boss's character. She didn't say anything more and just took out some parchment from her small leather bag.

She began to introduce, "Mr. Cavendish, the Gray family is willing to fully sponsor your potion research and development. The scientific research results belong to you. We only need part of the ownership of the product."

Moqier asked curiously: "I will give a report in the afternoon. How about you listen to my explanation before deciding whether to invest?"

Although Moqil knew that the Gray family was an emerging wizard family that started off by relying on potions, and they invested a lot of money in research and development, after all, this involved a large amount of money, and Moqil was afraid that such a hasty cooperation would cause problems in the future.

No matter what the problem is, it is not a trivial matter when it comes to money. Of course, Mochir would be happy to have more investments. He can completely control this kind of investment outside the fund, but he is not in urgent need of money now. If It is actually not cost-effective to ruin the relationship between friends because of subsequent troublesome events.

Gray waved his hand indifferently, "I came to Africa this time for adventure. I heard that zombies appeared here, and coming to Wagadu Magic School to attend this meeting was just a forced decision from my father. The mission said that I was asked to come over and get to know more people, and then I had to invest in at least three magic potions. I was wondering if I was going to draw lots, and I ran into you."

As he spoke, he continued chattering to Mochier, "After I graduated, I didn't know what to do for a long time. My father asked me to go home and inherit the family business. I didn't want to sit in the office every day. A while ago, I was bored and found some novels to read. Do you know Gilderoy Lockhart? He is also a senior of our Ravenclaw. I read his "Breaking with the Female Ghost", "With the Food" "Walking with Ghouls", "Holiday with a Dominatrix", "Walking with Trolls", "Traveling with Vampires", "Wandering with Werewolves", "A Year with the XZ Snowman"...I heard Recently, a very powerful zombie appeared in Africa, and I happened to come over to try my luck. I also want to write a book "Sleeping with a Zombie"..."

Mochir didn't want to pay attention to the financial backer's father. Who among the Hogwarts students who graduated in 1991 could live a more handsome life than this guy?

He picked up today's speech list from under the table and cast a sympathetic look at the female assistant Annabell. Following such a boss all over Africa to find zombies, and on the way to help solve a large group of black girls pursuing the boss, this job... ...Well, the monthly salary is one thousand gold galleons. They give it too much. If Moqil is offered, he will be offered as well!

Opening the book, Mochier pointed at several promising projects and reciprocated the favor. He recommended several potion projects he was optimistic about to Annabelle.

With the Muggle Studies professor's vision, he dare not say that he is 21% profitable, but these projects will definitely not make a loss. His confidence comes from his experience in the st century... How can there be anything wrong with the direction of mainstream medical research?

"You know? I have prepared a 'bed' for me and the zombie. I specially found someone to make a Hogwarts Castle themed coffin in the coffin shop in Accra. I will let Annabell give it to me." I used a Muggle video recorder to record that scene. I prepared the Muggles' powerful missiles somewhere, and then introduced the zombie into 'Hogwarts'. At the last moment when the missile detonated, I escaped death... …”

Gray was very immersed in what he said, and he even started to dance and make gestures.

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