McGoth sat in his seat and quietly looked at the excited Earl's father, with the eyes of an adult who was almost 30 years old, he fully understood the Earl's excitement, and could predict the development of the next 20 years in advance.

In fact, he is still self-aware, he thinks that if he is reborn in a down-and-out or ordinary family, with the future in his mind, he will be able to be a small rich man at most, invest in some companies that will be strong in the future in advance, and worry about food and clothing.

And now the situation is different, his current family is so rich that it explodes, his father has the courage, ability, financial resources and relations, he is still a super-large family business, and there are several subsidiaries under it, he gets the future in his mind, which can no longer be described as a tiger with wings, but like a dragon with a spaceship, if his heart is black enough and big enough, and he wants to rule the world, maybe he can have a show and become a super boss.

The Count's excited brain cooled down as he asked Magos to magically tell him what he knew about the future in order to chart the course for the next 20 years. McGoth nodded, with his current ability, he still couldn't do this, but he suddenly thought of a more expensive magic item, which he could use to write down the general direction he knew and give it to his father, that thing was the same as the soul-bound equipment in the game, basically no one else could see the thing except himself, he couldn't think of anything more secure than that. He had overheard it from Malfoy on one occasion, and he knew that the magic item was available in Tumbledown Alley next door to Diagon Alley.

In fact, the Earl wanted McGoth to tell him everything he knew now, and he didn't want to wait even a second, but it might be the kind of sudden knowledge of the big secret, people were a little suspicious, and he was afraid that McGoth's words would be leaked, so he resisted the urge to ask and let him tell him by magic.

Without further ado, McGoth understood the Earl's eagerness, and after talking to his parents, he drove straight out to the Leaky Cauldron. It was probably the fastest time he ever made a round trip, he didn't have time to say hello to Tom after entering the bar and went straight into Diagon Alley, and then walked quickly into a sparsely populated alley, out of which he was on Tumbledown Alley, he didn't come to visit this time, he quickly glanced at the names of the surrounding storefronts, and then walked into a store that Malfoy called a dark cave.

There was an old wizard in the shop who looked like he was about to die, and he looked ahead in a trance, and he didn't even glance at McGoth when he first entered. McGoth wasn't interested in thinking about what the old wizard was looking at, to be honest he didn't feel very good about Tumbledown Alley, he always felt that the wizards who were hurrying around him didn't look at him very well, like a sheep in a wolf pack, he just wanted to buy something and leave.

"Hello, are there any vanished memories here?" The vanished memory is the name of that magic prop, the name is a little strange, that thing is actually a piece of parchment, and the binding is actually to draw a simple magic circle with your blood, from then on this paper will only recognize you, and most importantly, this thing Muggle can also be used, but it is a little more troublesome, and several potions need to be added. The effect is that whoever writes on the paper will disappear in an instant, and no matter what you do, you can't make it appear again, only the person who is bound to the paper can see it.

"500 Galleons." The old wizard hoarsely said a price.

"500 Galleons? You are crazy? McGoth was taken aback by the price, considering that Malfoy had only paid 50 Galleons for this thing, and it had risen tenfold in one fell swoop.

"Hehe, this little wizard, the old man can see that you need this thing urgently, in Tumbledown Alley, you can't buy this prop anywhere but me." The old wizard didn't look in a trance at all at this time, and looked at Magos with a dark smile.

Magos looked at the black-hearted old wizard hatefully, although he couldn't take out 500 Galleons, but he couldn't swallow this breath when he was slaughtered as a fool.

"100 Galleons, don't think I don't know the price of this thing, it's already two or three times the price, I do need this item, but if you really take me for a fool, it's a big deal I don't want it, and it's not that there are no other similar props." Magos said to the old wizard forcefully, and at the same time assumed a posture ready to leave.

The black-hearted old wizard looked at Magos with a grim face before he opened his mouth to stop him, and turned back to take out an old piece of parchment from behind. After Magos handed him 100 Galleons, he took them and went back into a trance as if Magos had just entered.

McGoth cursed the profiteer in his heart as he took out a pen from his bosom, he had already guessed that he would not be checked here, Malfoy told him that no matter if there was a problem with the things, as long as you left the store, they would not admit it, and sure enough, the words written on the paper did not disappear.

McGoth angrily picked it up and slapped it hard in front of the old wizard, who looked at the fake in front of him very calmly, and took out an identical piece of parchment from behind him.

McGoth couldn't complain anymore when he saw the old wizard's familiar movements, he just wanted this kind of shopping full of deceit to end quickly, this time the words disappeared as soon as they were written, it was genuine, put it away and leave the black store quickly.

Hurried and hurried, he didn't stop for anything other than to buy a few potions he needed in Diagon Alley.

As soon as he got home, he took his parents to his magic study, took a serious look at the magic circle, tried to sketch it with paint a few times, and then crushed several potions into juice.

After everything was ready, the earl slashed his hand with a knife, and the blood flowed out quickly, and Magos hurriedly connected it with a glass test tube, and when it was full, Mrs. Will quickly smeared the prepared magic potion on his knife edge in distress, and the blood stopped in a few seconds, and at the same time healed quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Oh my God." Both the Will and the Wills were amazed at the immediate effect of the potion, which exploded any medicine in the world.

McGoth didn't have time to pay attention to his parents' surprise now, he fused the potion and blood and began to slowly draw the magic circle. He tried to write down the changes in the next few years on parchment, and each letter disappeared in an instant, as if no one had left any trace on it.

"Dad, see if you can see what I've written." Magos handed the parchment to the Count, who was in a daze with the healing potion.

The Earl heard Magos's words and put the potion aside, and solemnly took the parchment, which looked old and ordinary. Mrs. Will craned her neck curiously to stare as well.

"So that's the case, I didn't expect this, and this ......" The earl muttered to himself as soon as he saw the parchment, his eyes lit up, as if he had obtained a peerless secret book.

Mrs. Will looked at the empty parchment speechlessly, and he knew that he had succeeded when he saw her husband's excited appearance, and walked up to McGoss, leaving the Earl who was still talking to himself.

"Magos, is there anything you can do in the wizarding world to make your skin white, remove wrinkles, and lose weight......... stuff. ”

McGoth covered his head and looked at his mother expectantly, and sighed that he would go and see it next time, and bring some back if he had. Mrs. Will hugged McGoth tightly in excitement and kissed him fiercely on the little cheek.

When the Earl read the process inside, he couldn't wait for Magos to hurry up and finish all the processes he knew.

For the next hour, McGoth scratched his ears and cheeks and wondered what the next 20 years would look like, while his father waited anxiously.

Having finally completed his father's task, and handing him the parchment, McGoth finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the Count did not leave, and the dove sat down in his chair and looked at the parchment carefully, and from time to time wrote something behind it with a pen, and the capacity of the parchment was more than what it seemed.

Mrs. Will and McGoth had already arrived in the drawing-room, and let the servants and butlers in, and the servants around them were afraid of annoying them when they saw that the little master and the lady were trembling and doing things with their ugly faces.

It wasn't until noon that McGoth called the Count out of his magic study, and McGoth was startled when he saw the Count's appearance, and he hadn't seen him for a few hours, and the Earl, who used to be graceful, now had messy hair and red eyes, and if McGoth didn't know the inside story, he thought he was a gambler who lost red eyes.

The Count's present expression was a perfect illustration of hysteria, and the Count's prudence was not wrong, and the present appearance of him and his wife's son was soon told to their opponents by the short-sighted servants, who thought that the Will family would soon go bankrupt, and the opponents thought that they had succeeded, and happily prepared a feast of celebration.

"We're going to go on a trip to Japan." During the banquet, the Earl suddenly said in a low voice.

"Japan? What are you doing there? McGoth asked, puzzled.

"I have a partner in Japan, and I want to see if I can get his help." The Count sighed and whispered.

McGoth and Mrs. Will bowed their heads in pretending to be uncomfortable.

The family ended their lunch in silence and went back to their rooms. The opponents did put a lot of effort into targeting the Will family this time, and their current move was quickly passed on to the opponent, who now firmly believed that the Will family would completely decline after this game.