"Welcome", as soon as he and William expressed their dissatisfaction with the wizards, Philip greeted the three white-bearded old men and two young wizards with a smile on his face.

William only glanced at the bearded Harry Potter and Hermione Granger who came with him, and stopped paying attention to these wizards, waiting for them to find themselves.

Smiled and said to Prince Char, who had calmed down, "Your Highness, this is my gift to you."

Looking at William and Selena with empty hands, Char was surprised before he saw a wooden box levitating in front of him out of thin air.

Char, who was frightened, looked helplessly at the smiling William, and sighed, "Even if I already know that you are a great magician, when I really see it, I still can't accept the fact that that technological genius suddenly transformed into a magical genius."

Taking the wooden box, Char was surprised to find that the box was quite heavy.

Pushing open the lid with one hand, he saw three bottles engraved with the pattern of Devon Hill Castle, and asked with joy, "This is the kind of wine that Richard first mentioned?"

"If you like, you can come to my house more often in the future," William smiled and nodded, and then saw Richard and Philip's butler old man walk in together.

"I'm sorry, William, I just went to rest for a while", Richard, whose face was slightly red and not apologetic, immediately lit up when he saw the wooden box in Char's hand.

Stretched out his hand to pick up the wine bottle to check it, but before his hand was halfway out, he was hidden by Philip's old butler.

Then he took the wooden box and said to Char, "Sorry, Your Highness, Grand Duke Devonhill, it is my fault, it is my duty as a steward to receive the gifts."

After speaking, he bowed slightly to Richard apologetically, and slowly retreated a few meters with the box before turning to leave.

Richard shook his head helplessly, "It seems that I shouldn't talk too much, otherwise I will definitely have a good drink tonight."

"What's a good drink?"

Philip, who came over with someone from the Ministry of Magic, said knowingly, "William, I heard that your winery has not only had a good harvest this year, but also the red wine produced has received the highest score.

Don't you want to share the joy of the harvest with me, an elder, and these friends?"

"No problem", snapped his fingers, and a case of new wine from Château Latour appeared on the long table in the living room, "a little gift, I hope you will like it".

"Don't be so stingy".

When the old fox present was disappointed, Hermione, who had drunk the magic wine, muttered in a low voice, and William didn't hear it, and asked with a smile, "Shall we talk about business first, or,."

"Of course, it's the first meal", seeing that William was not agitated at all, Philip could only ask the butler to take out the three bottles of magic wine and bring them to the table.

Walking into the restaurant, I finally saw Princess Diane who was arranging dinner with a servant, and greeted each other for a while, so everyone sat down with a smile, and while waiting for the food to be served, they all stared at the old butler to open the wine.

As soon as the bottle is opened, a natural scent reaches everyone's nose.

The three old wizards who felt the most deeply, after staring at the wine bottle for a few moments, looked at William with bright eyes.

"Mr. Devon Hill, do you have any plans to sell this red wine?"

"A million pounds a bottle", William, who had the intention of refusing, directly said a super high price, and if they could accept this price,

William doesn't mind taking the opportunity to make a splash for his winery.

Maybe in a few years, the world's five largest wineries will become two strong infighting, Latour and Margaux.

Hearing this price, except for Hermione and Richard, everyone else rolled their eyes, and even the old butler who opened the wine couldn't help but pause for a second or two before continuing to open the wine as if nothing happened.

Hermione was thrilled that she could get three drinks a week for free, which was about a million pounds a bottle.

Not only that, but three times a week, every time you take it, it's a hundred hundred grams of Devonhill gold coins.

Thinking of this, Hermione couldn't help but look at William's gaze with an inexplicable light.

For William, a ton of gold is no different from 1.56 tons, and it is too cost-effective to use this money to win over a future Minister of Magic.

Even if Hermione can't be the Minister of Magic in the future, there are many wizards of the younger generation that she can influence.

On the other hand, Richard calculated that if he had a bottle a month, didn't that mean that it was a salary of 12 million pounds a year?

And this kind of income is completely legal, and if you sell it to wizards, you may even be able to exchange it for some magic items that have been coveted for a long time.

Therefore, Richard didn't think to reveal what William had said about the 100,000 bottles before, but instead looked at William with bright eyes.

It looks slow with calmness, but in fact it is one or two times faster than others and tastes the red wine in his wine glass.

Under the pretense of drinking it first, forcing Philip's old butler to refill his own wine.

At this time, the three old wizards still despised William for falling into the eyes of money completely, but when they drank the first sip, they silently thought in their hearts whether they could bear the pain of selling some magic items and buy three or four bottles a year?

The most heart-wrenching is probably Prince Char, although he also cares about three million pounds, but he cares more about the efficiency of this wine on the body.

After eating a dinner where some people were happy and some people were depressed, William watched Selena being pulled by Princess Diane to chat, and followed Philip and his party to the second floor of the villa.

Looking at Wilson who was following him, William slowed down and reminded, "The transcendent world will not have the slightest mercy, let alone care about your identity, you really plan to crash into it?"

Feeling William's kindness, Wilson slowed down again, and after being five or six meters away from the others, he whispered helplessly, "After my grandfather got your approval to become an elder, do you think I will be able to hide in the future?"

After the other nobles joined, how could I, the heir, get their approval, if I didn't join, and the people of England didn't support the nobles and our family so much."

"This,,,", William shook his head helplessly, as the only ordinary person who could be regarded as a friend, William didn't want anything to happen to Wilson, but he couldn't stop him from making a choice that would be beneficial to the family.

"I'll get you a coach when it's over today," William thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, let you know what you're going to be up against."

With a snap of his fingers, Freddy and Fischer appeared at his feet as the two ugly dogs waiting in the car outside the villa.

"Hell," Wilson, who was taken aback by the ugliness of the bully and the bulldog, took a few deep breaths and asked complainingly, "your taste is really not good,

If you want to have a dog, Whippet, King Charles Beagle, Big, Su Mu, Corgi, even the Bull Terrier is better than bullies and bullfights."

"Hehe, I didn't choose it", William squinted, "they chose it themselves".

"You chose yourself?" Wilson was stunned for a moment, then suddenly asked nervously, "No, you mean they're not dogs at all?"

"What do you say?"

William whistled, and the claws of the two ugly dogs slowly lengthened, instantly marking several paw prints on the floor, and the frightened and unprepared Wilson took a few steps back.