HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

[Business mission has been updated. 】

[Business Task 90: Purchase and install a potion shop with a score of 100 points (out of points) or above in Hogsmeade Village. The business content of the shop is: potions. 】

[Host, do you want to buy a store today? 】After a series of system prompts, the system then asked Thiel for his opinion.

Till shook his head and walked towards the carriage parked outside Hogsmeade Village: [Let's wait a few days, it's too late today. 】

Because he arrived at Hogsmeade Village too late, Till didn't have time to carefully record how many empty stores there were, and he couldn't go door to door to see the layout inside, so he couldn't make a choice at all.

Moreover, she didn't remember how much money she had in her little coffers. If she saw someone she liked but couldn't pay enough gold galleons, she would be embarrassed in front of the shop owner.

It's better to wait for her to go back, make a good plan, and then come back to shop.

Sitting on the carriage pulled by the Thestral, Till returned to the ancient castle accompanied by the setting sun. Her departure and return were done quietly, and no one noticed that she took a trip to Hogsmeade Village.

Thiel planned to wait until the store opened before revealing the matter to his friends. So even Mgina and the others just thought that Till was too obsessed with studying, so he was late for dinner.

"Mgina, these are the rock cakes Hagrid made for you. I just had something to do and went to his place." Till explained casually, while taking a large bag of rock cakes that Hagrid brought over. Give the cake to Mgina.

I have to say that Hagrid was so generous. At least she felt like her arms were about to lose consciousness while carrying her all the way back to the restaurant.

The weight of this big bag of rock biscuits is as lethal as its hardness.

Mgina took it over in surprise, and opened the warm cowhide bag on the spot. The rock biscuits inside had just come out of the oven, and felt scalding hot in her hands.

Mgina pinched the rock cake carefully, opened her mouth and took a bite, then chewed it with satisfaction: "Well, it still tastes familiar. The rock cake made by Hagrid really suits my taste!"

When the big guys around him heard this, they all showed stiff and embarrassed smiles.

Hagrid is hospitable and often invites students who show kindness to him to his cabin. Many people present have personally tasted Hagrid's "delicious food".

Whether it is Bath fruit bread or rock cake, everyone is not very accepting.

There was once a third-year Gryffindor who had loose teeth due to playing Quidditch. He was invited to Hagrid's place to eat fudge, but he only ate one and his loose teeth were glued down. Lanffindor burst into tears on the spot in the cabin.

Although this senior who has graduated is a bit pitiful, this can be regarded as a "lesson" to his juniors - it is okay to be friends with Hagrid, but never get too close to the delicious food he cooks.

Seeing Mgina one after another, the hard rock cakes were "vulnerable" under her teeth. Everyone present expressed their admiration for Mgina.

Till looked at Mgina who had excellent teeth with envy, and sighed with emotion: "If Hagrid hears your words, he will definitely be very happy."

"Then I'll go find Hagrid tomorrow and thank him in person. I just happen to give him some of the snacks my mother made and ask him to try them too." Mgina even ate a few pieces of rock cake before she consumed them. A small layer in a cowhide bag.

She stopped without finishing, planning to eat slowly in the coming days.

Although the Hogwarts kitchen often produces food she likes, Mgina has eaten a lot of hard food with her mother since she was a child. Occasionally her teeth will feel itchy, so she needs rock biscuits to satisfy her tooth cravings. .

The snacks made by Mrs. Jon are certainly in line with the tastes of mother and daughter - or in other words, suitable for people with good teeth like them - and they should also make Hagrid happy.

"Take me with you, I'll go check on Fang." Charlie took his brother over to dine at the Ravenclaw table today. Hearing this, he raised his head from the roast chicken and said, "By the way, let's talk to Hagrid about dragons!"

Everyone knew that Charlie was interested in dragons. His passion for dragons is as much as his passion for Quidditch.

Hagrid took care of magical animals on a daily basis, and it seems that he had a lot of expectations for dragons from the time his interest in magical animals arose.

He dreams of owning a dragon of his own, but selling baby dragons and eggs is against wizarding law, and he lives in Hogwarts, which is obviously not a suitable place to keep a dragon.

Charlie can't touch dragons, and Hagrid can't raise dragons.

The two people discovered the same love for dragons during a certain complaint to each other, and from then on they often got together to exchange everything about dragons.

Bill had finished his meal, and his shoulder-length red hair could be tied back, but he just tied it back casually, adding a bit of freedom and unruliness to his seemingly gentle temper.

With a great sense of humor, he heard his brother's words and joked with a smile: "So, if you are invited by the Scottish Quidditch team in the future, I hope you can serve as the team's chaser, but at the same time, you also have a close job. When you get a job offer from studying dragons, how would you choose?"

"Wow, this is really a difficult choice." Charlie's first reaction was to exclaim, then he pretended to raise his chin and began to think seriously in a tangled tone, "Well, I have to think about it carefully."

"Of course you can think about it. But before you think about your choice, maybe you should save your jeopardized Potions class score, otherwise you won't be able to find any dragon-related jobs in the future."

Seeing that the time was almost up, Bill stood up directly holding his brother's collar, and then nodded to Tier and others: "Let's go first, I have to explain the contents of the potion to this boy tonight, see you tomorrow."

Charlie's potions score was so bad that Professor Snape didn't even need to score points. Even when Bill was in potions class, Professor Snape would use Charlie to taunt Bill.

Bill remembered every word of Professor Snape's original words: "It's unimaginable, clever Mr. Weasley, that the person who can't even tell the color of blackroot stems and flowers is actually you. His brother?"

"Mr. Weasley, I doubt whether this is hereditary. I hope you won't make the kind of mistakes that a brainless troll would make in my Potions class!"

Bill seemed to accept the ridicule humbly, but after class, he directly picked up his younger brother who was still playing crazy and beat him up. Then he took up Charlie's next night as a matter of course and decided to personally tutor him in potions lessons. knowledge.

Unless Charlie's potion level is improved to a level he is satisfied with, Charlie will not be able to have freedom at night!

Watching the Weasley brothers leave, Tier and the other three held a few seconds of silence for Charlie, and then started chatting closely.

Till ate her dinner while listening to her friend's words. She would go to the principal's office later to take the knowledge test for the last two classes.