Entrepreneurship and Wealth in the Order of the Phoenix

Draco was sitting alone in the empty box, eating high-end chocolates bought from Honeydukes, and was wondering why Pansy hadn't come back yet, when she pushed the door open and came in with a bunch of people behind her.He craned his neck in dissatisfaction, and saw Harry Potter walking in with a smile, then a curious brown-haired girl, and finally a tall boy with red hair—wait a minute, red hair? ?

He raised his chin haughtily and said in a tone of contempt: "A Weasley? Huh?"

"Oh, you have good eyesight." Ron said bravely and extended his friendly right hand to him. "Yes, I'm Ron Weasley."

"I don't think I can be friends with a Weasley."

"But I think so," Ron smirked.

Wait, there seems to be something wrong with this script?Shouldn't there be a big fight next, and then he pressed Potter whether he wanted Weasley or him... well, it seemed even more wrong.

Where did the script of the main room fight against the mistress come from?

The only way to do it is to use the trump card, Draco thought.So he drew his tone and said arrogantly: "My father told me that the Weasleys are all red-haired and freckled, and there are too many children to support."

This sentence really hit Ron sorely, and he was about to explode when Harry and Hermione tugged at his arms left and right.Ron remembered what their goal was, so he silently recited "Ten Malfoy, ten Galleons" ten times, then calmed down and spoke again with a smile.

"Yeah, we have a lot of kids, lots of brothers and a sister, and life is much more interesting. The worst ones are Fred and George, who are famous for their mischief products, and there is hardly any quiet time in the house. Lots of brothers The good thing about sisters is that they can help you with your homework, play with you, keep your parents out of trouble, discuss Quidditch..."

Looking for the lonely only son Draco: It sounds... a bit enviable. (T^T)

"Draco, can we sit here?" Harry asked.

Xiaolong, who was wandering in the sky, imagining a beautiful life with brothers and sisters, replied in a trance: "Sit down."

Pansy next to him was stunned.

Having just found Draco's box, Crabbe and Goyle, who were about to come in, pushed open the door and saw a large crowd of people inside, their faces confused.

I must have opened it the wrong way.

The two looked down at their own figures.

Go ahead.

After Crabbe and Goyle left, the three boys sat together, with Harry in the middle.Hermione and Pansy sat across from them, far apart.The atmosphere was quite harmonious at the beginning, but when I introduced myself to several people, Draco and Pansy both showed arrogance when they heard Hermione's surname, and Pansy even whispered "Mudblood".

Ron's anger and distrust of the Slytherin family suddenly emerged, and he pointed at Pansy sternly and said, "You shouldn't have said such insulting words, and you have to apologize to Hermione."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became tense again. After Hermione understood the meaning of "Mudblood", she retorted with reason: "You have no evidence to prove that pure-blood wizards are better than half-blood and Muggle-born, you know Where do wizards grow their genes? Have you done a census? Do you just say it with your mouth?"

Pansy blushed and said angrily, "Of course the theory of pure blood is correct! Don't fool me with your low-level Muggle theories. Pure blood wizards are better than half blood."

"Do you know what genes are? Do you know statistical theory?" Hermione's chin lifted in a haughty arc, and she stood up, looking down at Pansy. "You don't even understand the 'low-level Muggle theory' in your mouth, so what qualifications do you have to say it's low-level?"

"Yes, I don't understand, but our noble pureblood wizards must be able to learn your genetic and statistical theory before getting out of the car, otherwise I will never say the word 'mudblood' again!" Pansy raised her voice confidently Draco tugged all over the floor. "Come on, Draco, let them see what an excellent pure-blood wizard is!"

We pureblood wizards of the house of Slytherin will not admit defeat!

After half an hour...

"...Mendel, on the basis of analyzing the traits of round wrinkled peas, then used two pairs of peas with different traits to analyze, and proposed the law of independent distribution. I will draw the distribution table for you, and you can see that F2 is The ratio of the generation is the coefficients of the square expansion of the binomial three-quarters plus one-quarter..."

after an hour……

"...more than two alleles can exist at a single locus, and when they determine the same trait, they are called reset genes. A single gene can affect multiple phenotypes..."

two hours later...

"... Let us now talk about the central dogma, the process of genetic information flow from DNA to RNA and then to protein, which is closely related to genetic engineering. The sequence of nucleotides on the DNA molecule represents genetic information. A single strand is used as a template, and a new complementary strand is synthesized according to the principle of base complementarity..."

When Harry finally finished his lecture on genetic engineering, it was dark and the Hogwarts Express stopped at a small station during this pleasant and harmonious biology lesson.

"Oh, what a pity," Harry said with a sigh. "I just introduced a little concept of genetics, but statistical theory is more profound and interesting."

Draco and Pansy's faces were pale, and they stood up tremblingly, their hands shaking like a fallen leaf in the wind.Harry helped Pansy with her luggage in a gentlemanly manner, and then gave her a devilish gentle smile.

Pansy: Muggles are terrible, the savior is terrible, Mom, I want to go home.

Draco: Who am I, where am I, where am I going, what was he talking about just now...

We pure-blood wizards of the House of Slytherin would never...

Or admit defeat.

Bow down, bow down to Muggle science.

[There should be an emoticon package here]

Everyone changed into school gowns, got off the train crowded and crowded, and came to the small dark platform.Harry heard a loud, rough voice calling, "First Years! First Years come here!"

Ron pointed at the too tall figure, and whispered to Harry, "That's the Hogwarts gamekeeper, Hagrid."

"Is that a giant? Oh, no, it should be a half-giant?" Harry narrowed his eyes with a serious expression: "The book says that half-giants are descendants of giants and wizards."

"Yes." Draco saw Hermione's surprised expression, and just wanted to show off the common sense of pure-blood wizards, when Harry's next words almost made him choke on his saliva.

"What kind of wizards have such a heavy taste? How do they operate?"

The little hearts of the remaining four pure children suffered ten thousand tons of damage.

They moved towards Hagrid, following the line of students, stumbling down a dark path.Turning a corner, a huge, pitch-black lake appeared at the end of the narrow path. On the other side of the lake were layers of silhouettes of cliffs. A majestic castle stood on the cliffs. The lights from the windows and the stars under the night sky complemented each other.

When they got into the boat, Pansy squeezed past Zabini as soon as she saw him, wishing she could get as far away from Harry and Hermione as possible, but Draco had to suffer, and was dragged into the boat by Harry.

"Draco, don't you still want to listen to statistics theory? Harry is a genius, and the explanation is too profound. I can give you a brief overview." Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her, Hermione said happily.

Draco internally: Please, stop talking.

Come back, Pansy, I can't take it alone—

He controlled the twitching of his face, the demeanor of a pure blood wizard could not be broken. "No need. Let's discuss the matter of the branch."

"I want to go to Gryffindor." Hermione replied positively.The little witch was very excited when she saw the magic of the wizarding world for the first time. "It is said that it is the best college, and Principal Dumbledore graduated from that college."

Draco rolled his eyes. "I think Slytherin is the best. You should be more suitable for Ravenclaw. You and Potter are typical Ravenclaws."

"I may also be assigned to Gryffindor." Harry stared at the looming giant squid in the Black Lake with interest, and reached out to touch the cold Black Lake water. "Because I'm pretty brave. But Hufflepuff is the place I'd most like to go."

"What?" Ron called. "How could you want to go to Hufflepuff? I've heard people say it's full of idiots that other houses don't want."

"Ron, don't let your prejudices cloud your eyes. Every house has admirable qualities. Hufflepuff students are friendly and loyal. They are very warm. I like that." Harry saw Ron Frowning, he continued: "If Hufflepuffs are all unwanted students from other colleges, why do Hufflepuffs produce talents every year? Why do other colleges still have so many idiots every year?"

"Uh..." Ron choked up, because he felt that what Harry said made a lot of sense and couldn't refute it.He could only mutter a little: "Anyway, I'm going to Gryffindor."

"Of course, the most important point is that Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are blowing cold winds in the sky, and Slytherins are drinking cold water underground. Only their lounge is located on the warm and dry ground, and it is closest to the kitchen." Harry's eyes were full of a foodie's longing for a better life.

Ron, Draco and Hermione: "…"

While speaking, the boat arrived on the other side.They disembarked one by one and came to the huge oak door. Hagrid knocked on the door three times, and a witch opened the door. Harry had seen her several times a few days ago, and it was Professor McGonagall.After her speech of welcome, twenty or so pearly-white phantoms suddenly appeared around them, and as they passed they brought a gust of uncomfortably cold wind.A friar-looking ghost smiled at them and said, "Hope you get sorted into Hufflepuff, I used to be in that house."

oh!Hufflepuff sure enough, even ghosts seem so kind.I'd love to go to Hufflepuff, Harry thought, but it probably won't work, he's just being so dishonest.

He will probably be sorted into Ravenclaw.How about finding a Hufflepuff girlfriend in the future?Harry thought secretly.

Boy, you are so somtimesnaive.

Following in the footsteps of Professor McGonagall, they walked through a beautiful double door and entered the Hogwarts dining room.The dining room was decidedly more beautifully decorated than anything Harry had seen during the day on holiday.In the spacious space, thousands of candles were suspended in the air, shining on the ceiling like a starry sky, and the tableware on the four long tables was shining, and Harry knew that they would be filled with delicious food in a short while, he suddenly a little hungry.