The corners of Ivan's mouth twitched, he had always thought that Mrs. Muen was planning to purchase it because the potion he had brewed was too outstanding, so it turned out that this was the case...

Mrs. Muen's acting skills are also gone, and even he didn't see it.

However, what Ivan didn't know was that Madame Muen was originally just thinking about purchasing one or two potions casually to deal with the matter, but after knowing that it was brewed by the potions master, she moved to buy a large number of potions.

However, this wave of operations of the Executive Division also made Ivan see the corruption of the Ministry of Magic.

It is no wonder that the Ministry of Magic, as the official body of the wizarding world, could not defeat the Death Eater legion that rose in the later stages, and in the end, even the new minister fell under the Imperius curse and became Voldemort's puppet.

From this purchase, Ivan can see some clues...

Ministry of Magic.. Sooner or later, it's going to be over!

But Ivan didn't want to care about these things, but looked at Aisya and said.

"By the way, Mom, what should I do if the Ministry of Magic gives us an order?"

"Didn't you figure it out?" Althea said suspiciously, she thought Ivan had already had an idea when he proposed the store renovation plan.

Why don't you think about the big orders from the Ministry of Magic all day long?

Then the two were silent for a while, looking at the deposit on the table, and they were dumbfounded.

Ivan had a headache, and when he signed the agreement, he promised to deliver everything in two weeks...

With just the two of them, it is impossible to exhaust to death in ten days!

"Otherwise, how about we get a magic factory?" Ivan had an idea and proposed.

"Magic Factory?" Althea wondered.

"It's like your magic kitchen—" The more Ivan thought about it, the more he felt that it would work, and he popularized Althea with the Muggles' technique of making bulk items.

As for the source of the news, Ivan directly said that he heard it from some young wizards from Muggle families when he was at Hogwarts.

As Ivan spoke more and more, Aisya's eyes became brighter and brighter, and she who had made the magic kitchen could certainly understand what Ivan meant by this.

Although the production of magic items is a delicate job, and magic is used when burning magic texts, other tedious steps can be done using the magic version of the machine.

"Where are those things you are talking about? I'm going to get one for reference. Althea asked with great interest.

"Normally, Muggles can be found in the factories where they make gloves, and you can buy them at the Muggle market." Ivan touched his chin, there were only ten rings in total, and it took a while to get them out, only the spell-proof gloves needed to be made in large quantities.

But Ivan immediately realized that something was wrong.

Get a machine to refer to? How to do it?

Ivan saw that Aisya was about to cast a phantasmagor, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Muggles don't take gold Galleons!"

"Don't worry, if I can't do it, I'll use the Oblivion Charm!" Althea added, and with a flick of her wand, the whole person disappeared as the incantation was pronounced.

Oblivion?

Ivan reluctantly held his forehead with his hand, this thing is not very expensive, and it is not a secret, it can be bought in the market with a little gold galleon for a little pound.

Can't you just follow the process well?

After Althea left, Ivan put his eyes on the bag on the table, opened it and looked at it, there was a lot of space inside, it should have been cast with a traceless extension spell, and the deposit was about a thousand gold Galleons.

However, it costs a lot of money to build a magic factory, and it takes a lot of gold to make various materials, so in the end, there is not much left, let alone some of the Weasley brothers.

Ivan couldn't help but smile when he thought of this, thinking that George and Fred would probably be crazy if they knew that their telescopic ears and quill could sell so well.

"Huh~" Ivan touched the thumb and index finger of his right hand, put it in front of his mouth and whistled.

A moment later, a snow-white owl flew down from the upper floor, with a quill in its crooked beak and an envelope in its paws.

"Well done, Maca!" Ivan took the quill and envelope off Maca's mouth and paws, and teased the cutie with satisfaction.

He felt that he was becoming more and more gifted as an animal tamer.

"Goo~" Maca flapped her wings and flew to Ivan's shoulder, and pecked Ivan's cheek with her beak to show closeness.

Spreading out the envelope, Ivan picked up the quill brush and wrote a reply, writing about the Ministry of Magic's mass purchase of telescopic ears and quill pens, and asked them to prepare the order and mail it together within two weeks.

After writing a reply, Ivan took out fifty gold galleons from the deposit, without which George and Fred would probably not even be able to afford to make a large number of telescopic ears and quill pens.

It's just that he was intercepted halfway, and Ivan didn't dare to give too much at once.

After getting it done, Ivan stuffed these things together into the package,

It was the same package that George and Fred had sent from last time, and it had been solidified with the magic of reducing weight, so it was a good time to reuse it this time.

"I'm going to bother you a little more, Maca—" Ivan tied something to Maca's feet.

The snow-white owl "cooed" twice in response, then flapped its wings and flew all the way into the air, gradually turning into a white dot under Ivan's gaze.

Not long after he was free, in the center of the hall, the space was distorted, and the figure of Aisya appeared in front of Ivan, bringing nothing back.

"Mom, where's the thing?" Ivan wondered.

"There are so many devices out there, I don't know which one to take." Althea's cheeks flushed, she had thought Muggle machines were all the same.

Ivan rolled his eyes, he knew it would be like this.

However, Althea didn't give him a chance to complain, and after waving his wand to close the door of the store, he once again cast a phantasmagion and disappeared into the magic shop with Ivan.

At the same time, I didn't forget to take the deposit on the table...

......

A few hours later, the Burrow, George and Fred's bedroom.

A stocky middle-aged witch was thrusting her waist angrily, pointing to a large pile of joke magic goods that had been found on the ground, and roared angrily.

"No wonder your history of magic class is so bad, you have been doing all day doing these mischievous things, if you can't pass the OWLs exam in your fifth grade, I won't have any surprises!"

George and Fred trembled under the splash of spittle, and felt a sense of depression in their hearts, knowing that they had been more cautious, waiting to go back to school and be doing research.

They really didn't expect to be scavenged by their mother when they were cleaning...

George and Fred looked at each other, expressions on their faces that were more ugly than crying...

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