HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

The majority of the customers are girls, and they buy four or six bottles as soon as they arrive.

Teal simply calculated the number of "Hand Protection Potions" in his mind, and finally limited the sale of each scented potion to one hundred copies, and each person could only buy a maximum of three copies.

Several girls complained about this restriction, but most people knew that Thiel wanted everyone to buy it, and not everyone would buy three copies at once, so the situation was still under control.

Till asked everyone to come to her to register the potions and quantities they needed to buy. Mgina and Mgina, who were staying in her dormitory, also had a clear division of labor. One person poured the potions, and the other capped the potion bottles. The filled vials of potion were moved out again and again.

The two of them would switch with each other after a while, but they didn't find it boring at all. Instead, the various floral fragrances in the potion gradually filled the air, and various fragrances came to their nostrils, making even their work feel a lot more interesting.

This small "sale" in the Ravenclaw common room ended only three minutes before dinner was to begin.

A total of more than 220 bottles of magic potion were sold, and Thiel also earned more than 220 silver Sickles, about thirteen gold Galleons.

Till did not treat the two good friends who helped him unfairly. He shared the remaining "hand protection potion" with them and gave each of them a gold galleon.

Tier spoke before the two refused: "It's your hard work, but you can't refuse me!"

Mgina and Tonks were already so tired that they were sitting on the floor of Tire's dormitory. They really wanted to refuse. After all, the few bottles of potion they received were worth several gold galleons.

But Tier said so, so they had no choice but to accept it.

Just listen to Teal's words and treat it as hard work.

The three of Teal took a break from the busy afternoon, and then slowly moved to the restaurant for dinner. Many people couldn't help but inquire about the next sale of potions because they had classes in the afternoon.

Till refused all comers and answered them all seriously: "Soon, the shop in Hogsmeade Village is already being prepared. It will be opened probably next week, and potions will be sold there."

The renovations will indeed be completed by next week, but Teal hasn't found a suitable store manager yet.

Of course, you don’t need to tell the customers who come to your door. Thiel is confident that he can find the right candidate before then...if he can’t find it, he has to look for it!

[System, is there any way you can help me post a recruitment notice in Diagon Alley? 】The customers in Diagon Alley are wizards from all over the UK, and it is several times more lively than Hogsmeade.

Till had seen many recruitment notices before, which were posted on several walls in Diagon Alley. Mr. Emery said that many unemployed wizards would also consciously go to Diagon Alley to find suitable jobs. .

But what disappoints Tier is that the system cannot help her: [Sorry, host, the system has no entity and cannot act without the host. 】

Tier sighed as he sat in his seat, losing his appetite for the delicious grilled steak in front of him. Since the system couldn't help her, she had to find another way.

"Til, why are you sighing!" Charlie finished his meal quickly and came to Ravenclaw to chat with Till. At this time, he was excitedly showing his hands to Till, "Look, what you gave The potion is gone and my hands have never looked so good!”

Even boys who don't pay much attention to daily maintenance know what kind of hands look good.

His fingers were slender, and when they were rough, the skin was a little yellow, but now the skin on his hands was every inch tender, almost as tender as Till's hands.

"Tier, I went to watch Quidditch training this afternoon and didn't buy your potion. Can you sell me a few bottles? I want to give them to my mother..." Charlie coughed a little embarrassedly. At the age of thirteen, he was somewhat embarrassed to proclaim his love for his mother.

"No need to buy it. I still have a few bottles and I'll bring them to you in a moment." Till looked at him funny, but he suppressed the worries in his heart for the time being.

Charlie waved his hands quickly: "That's no good, I can't take your potion for free anymore. I took advantage of you with the bottle yesterday, but I can't buy it for my mother."

Charlie very principledly took out a handful of coins from his pocket. There were only a few silver Sickles in it, and most of them were bronze Knuts.

"A six-silver bottle of Siko, right? I'll buy two bottles, any scent is fine." He probably had a plan before coming to see Tire, so he counted the coins and stuffed them all into Tire. in front of.

"So filial?" Bill, who had arrived late, happened to see this scene. He took out a few silver coins and threw them back to Charlie, "I also paid part of the money, so it's hard for you to please your mother alone. "

Charlie held Yinxi Ke and expressed his dissatisfaction: "I'm not trying to please you, I'm trying to be filial!"

"Don't you just want to make your mother happy, and then ask her to send a few more butter buns?" Bill knew Charlie best, and smiled to expose him.

Charlie's face turned red, his little thought was exposed but he still frowned: "That's not true!"

"Okay, I'll do what I said. Just say one more word and I'll study for half an hour more tonight." Bill took out a few silver coins and put them in front of Till.

Charlie immediately shut up, even if he looked at his brother resentfully, he did not dare to say another word. Compared with being brought down and forced to learn potions, Charlie felt that he could accept the former more.

Everyone was amused by the conversation between the two brothers. Till simply shook his head, put away the Silver Siko and Charlie's pile of bronze Knuts that Bill had just handed over, and said with a smile: "I'll go back and get them in a while. You guys are in the restaurant." wait for me."

"We'll go with you and wait outside your common room." Bill smiled and nodded to a boy who gave him a seat, then looked at Till gently, "Didn't you say you were going to read in the dormitory tonight? ? I don’t need to ask you to run back and forth.”

Tier felt relaxed and said with a smile: "Okay then."

Tier did have to stay in the dormitory tonight, but reading was just her excuse.

She had the idea of ​​completely improving Wolfsbane Potion before. Although she had commercial tasks on her shoulders now, she had no intention of delaying the improvement of Wolfsbane Potion until later.

There was a pair of welfare brothers in Slytherin who were eyeing her, not to mention the behemoth Malfoy family...

If Till masters the completely improved Wolfsbane potion and gets the support of the Association of Extraordinary Apothecaries, even the Malfoy family will not be able to attack her easily.

The Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists has gathered many potion masters with extraordinary potion talents, and their connections and relationships are spread throughout the magical world.

Professor Snape is one of them, although it is said that he rarely participates in the association's internal activities.

Every potion master needs to be recognized by the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists, and those who are not recognized by the association cannot be recognized as a potion master.

No one wants to offend it. Once they offend it, it means offending countless potion masters.

As Tyr took a bite of grilled steak, he saw from the corner of his eye the Welfare brothers from Slytherin who were looking angrily at him, and the smile on his face deepened.

This was the best solution she could think of.