Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic

John remained silent in response to his father's careful teachings.

The more clearly the truth is understood, the more congested it becomes.

It seems that it is difficult for him to be a bad person in this life.

I can only be a transparent and good person, right?

In fact, he wasn't sure either.

John didn't want to talk about this anymore, so he changed the subject: "Father, do you want to agree to his request?"

"Why not?" Mr. Butt smiled, "I remember... the Neverwinter Nights (D&D) you played last year, wasn't there a camp division? People like him should be Order Evil. You You know, people who follow rules are the best to deal with."

John understood.

It's just that everyone follows the rules, no one cares what you do.

As long as you follow the rules, even if you are an ogre, you are still a good person.

In fact, putting aside some so-called good and evil stereotypes, Jack is indeed a good friend.

Since the father also agrees to continue their relationship.

Of course it couldn't be better.

the other side.

Jack, who didn't know John was being mentored by his father, was already rushing to the airport.

He had mentioned to Hermione before that he was going abroad.

This is no joke.

He really wants to go abroad.

When he didn't know that wizards existed in the world and thought his abilities were superpowers, Jack had complicated plans.

Although enrolling in Hogwarts disrupted his overall plans and changed some of his ideas.

But in fact, he just postponed it a little bit, not that he gave up the plan.

To be honest, he is now more capable of completing the plans he made before.

No way, who made the transformation spell work so well?

By the way, there are also forgetting spells and contract magic.

Thank you for the gift of nature...

Oh no.

It was thanks to Pansy for the gift.

If she hadn't exposed herself, no one would have known that her family still had that kind of thing.

Jack's mastery of the Oblivion Curse is not yet good enough, but he has already mastered the Contract Magic.

It would be a bit difficult to use it directly on a wizard.

But when used on Muggles...

That's another story.

In the Middle Ages, contract magic was called the devil's contract. From the perspective of Jack, who had already started, it was inevitable.

It's too potent.

It doesn't mean you have to be someone's slave.

for example.

[Passenger A is borrowing 500 in cash, and the repayment period is one year. If he cannot pay it back after one year, he will have to give away all his property (including his wife and daughter)]

This is obviously an unreasonable IOU.

If normal people can't get enough, they won't bother to take care of it, and some will just run away.

Who would use his wife and daughter to pay off his debt?

But what if this thing was signed with the basis of contract magic?

When the time comes, if there is a real breach of contract, the magic will take effect.

The signer himself will take the initiative to clean his wife and daughter and send them to his door.

Even if he had never had this thought before.

This is where the Devil's Pact comes from.

Jack was wondering whether he should use a labor contract as a cover and sign a contract with his future subordinates.

He had no intention of turning everyone into his slaves.

But he hated betrayers.

It's quite reasonable to have clauses such as 'never betray the company' and 'never betray the boss' in the labor contract, right?

There is just a problem.

Does this violate confidentiality laws?

Don't show magic in front of Muggles...

Ok……

If the parties involved don’t know, it shouldn’t be considered a violation, right?

Forget it, let’s get to the place first.

There are too many things to do. When we get to the place, we have to find opportunities to build the framework of the think tank.

With this thought in mind, Jack closed his eyes and rested after getting on the plane.

Chongguo, the imperial capital (don’t ask a question mark, dddd).

airport.

Zhang Wei yawned and looked at his watch.

It's already 1 o'clock in the morning.

"Boss, it's already this time, why haven't you seen anyone yet?" He became a little impatient, "Have you been tricked?"

"Young people just can't keep their composure." Wang Fang, known as the boss, glanced at Zhang Wei.

She is obviously a graceful woman in her prime, but she looks extremely heroic.

Like snow lotus on an iceberg, it is both pleasing to the eye and shocking to its temperament.

"Aren't you two years older than me?" Zhang Wei touched his nose.

"A big day is also a big day." Wang Fang said calmly.

"Okay, you have the final say."

Zhang Wei shrugged and became quiet.

But his silence only lasted for one minute.

Like a monkey that couldn't sit still, it started to move again: "Boss, I still think we are too hasty."

Wang Fang didn't answer.

Zhang Wei saw it, as if he had received permission, and continued: "Boss, think about it, how could a foreigner know about our Bingcheng cans? He also said that he wanted to place a large order and even want to acquire it?

It’s not that I look down on our factory, but the reality is that even few people in the city know about Bingcheng Cannery. How did they..."

"coming."

Wang Fang spoke suddenly, interrupting Zhang Wei who was talking endlessly.

"What's coming?"

Zhang Wei did not react.

Wang Fang has already walked aside.

As she walked, she held up a sign.

opposite.

A large number of people came out of the arrivals exit.

They watched as they walked.

Among them, several people noticed Wang Fang.

After seeing the sign in her hand, she came over.

There were five people in total, all very typical Europeans.

They are all men.

What's a bit strange is that among the four adults, there is a young boy.

After approaching, one of the men took the lead in saying hello: "Excuse me, are you Ms. Wang Fang from Bingcheng Cannery?"

He spoke very poor Mandarin.

I can't say that I'm fluent, I can only say that I can barely communicate.

"Yes, I am." Wang Fang nodded slightly, "Sir, you can speak English too. I have no problem in this regard."

"Oh! That's great!" The man seemed to be relieved.

"Stop talking." The young boy said quickly, "Is the car ready? Let's go to the Bingcheng Cannery now and conduct a field inspection immediately."

"Who is this?" Wang Fang was a little surprised.

Although she is so young, she is actually the translator and deputy director of Bingcheng Cannery.

She has a mission on this trip.

She wants to pick up some people from the country.

Some people from China contacted Bingcheng Cannery over the phone and said they wanted to discuss big business.

It is said that there are at least several million canned orders.

If the conditions are right, it might be possible to directly acquire the Bingcheng Cannery.

Bingcheng Cannery once had its glory days.

As of today, it is no longer possible.

Mainly because I can’t afford it.

Especially a few years ago.

Really poor.

In fact, there are signs that the canning industry has an opportunity for recovery.

Recently, many people have bought cans and taken them north.

I came back with a lot of good stuff.

Wang Fang had a hunch that these Yu people must have come here smelling the fishy smell.

Otherwise, why would he suddenly place an order, and even clamor to buy the cannery directly if the conditions are right?

Here's the thing.

The only thing she didn't expect was...

The main messenger seems to be this young boy who looks about twelve or thirteen years old?