Chapter 40 Clean up the beginning and end, wooden stick sweet dates

Compared with adults who have been beaten by society and are tempted by materialism, children's thoughts are often more single and pure.

If you were a group of adults, when you knew that the Hogwarts School Magazine earned as much as 500 gold galleons a day today, even if there was not much blood, there would be some intrigues.

You know, this is 500 gold Galleons, and the prize money for the Triwizard Tournament in two years will only be 1,000 gold Galleons, and the "Hogwarts School Magazine" is a continuous money-making weapon, and this money will only be more in the future.

However, whether it is Hermione, the Weasley twin brothers, or Neville, Ginny, and Colin who joined later, in the face of this heart-warming temptation, there is only joy and pride in their eyes, and they don't mention anything related to profit at all.

Perhaps for these innocent children, their dreams have not yet been destroyed by reality, so there is nothing more joyful than finding out that they are on the road to success in a great cause.

Even Clark is no exception. Although he is a second-generation witch, he has inherited the legacy of the Puwitt family since he was born, such as the Blotte Bookstore, the Owl Post Office, the Magic Printing House, and the Daily Prophet......

But these are not as exciting and proud as using your hands to achieve your dreams.

Besides, the system's prompt sound has been ringing in his ears, which is even more comfortable.

Clark glanced at his system panel, where the experience points were still increasing. It's just that the frequency of the increase has become slower and slower over time.

According to his estimates, this first issue of the Hogwarts School Magazine can bring him at least more than a thousand experiences, and it seems that he Clark is probably gone on the road to a media mogul.

"Alright, alright, let's go to class."

Clark dispersed Hermione and the others around him, then put away the ledger and walked in the opposite direction.

He knew that as the dust settled on the magazine, there were some finishing touches that he needed to deal with.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

"Please come in."

Clark pushed open the door and stepped inside.

On the walls of the office, there were countless picture frames, and the handsome middle-aged wizard inside, illuminated by many candles, showed his standard smile that could see shining white teeth.

"Ah, that's our dear Clark! Your magazine is doing a great job. ”

Lockhart, who looked up, saw Clarke, stood up happily, and said hello.

Yes, this is Lockhart's office, and he's the only one who fills the room with autographed photos.

Clark sat down in front of Professor Lockhart very naturally, not so much as with a teacher, but as if he were meeting his friend.

And Lockhart also greeted him warmly, and didn't mind Clark's casualness at all.

"Tea or coffee?"

"Let's make tea!"

Clark saw that there was a pot of black tea on his desk, and he was not picky, so he said directly.

The two of them tasted the mellow black tea like this, and when the mist rose, it was Lockhart who finally opened his mouth first.

"Honestly, what you're doing blows me away." Lockhart held the teacup in both hands, and his tone was slightly sluggish, as if organizing language.

"As the editor-in-chief and instructor of the Hogwarts School Magazine, I am very satisfied with the content, and looking at the situation today, the response is also very enthusiastic, which is ...... I'm afraid I can make a lot of money. ”

It wasn't until the last sentence that Lockhart tried to see the dagger.

Of course, Clark understood the meaning of his words, it was nothing more than that when he saw that several of them were students, he thought that their so-called magazine was just a small fight among children, so he fell into Clark's trap and did not ask for payment.

In fact, Clarke, who is familiar with Lockhart, has certainly guessed this situation, but he is still a little disdainful of his blatant behavior of asking for benefits.

You know, Lockhart said that he was the instructor and the editor-in-chief, and he didn't participate in the magazine's affairs at all.

Clark had come to him only for Dumbledore, and that someone could take it on and not make himself too conspicuous.

Now he wants Clark to spit out the benefits he swallowed, but it is not so easy, since the magazine has successfully landed, Clark naturally has the confidence to cross the river and tear down the bridge.

"Ah...... Professor, how much money can we make selling magazines? It's just an expense that has just been offset, and even now the cost of printing magazines is still paid by me. ”

Clark's first sentence was to cry poor, and then he began to play stupid, "What do you mean, professor, are you going to take some money out to help us?" ”

The smile on Lockhart's face froze, and the hand pouring Clark tea stopped.

"Teacher, I don't have much money!"

He also started crying poor, who wouldn't do this.

"Don't look at me writing books to make a little money, but this celebrity's life, all aspects of the cost are also very large, after all, we still have to buy all kinds of clothes, running everywhere, sometimes the results of the book are not ideal, and we have to pay out of pocket for advertising."

Lockhart muttered that it couldn't have been: no money.

Clark hurriedly interrupted him, "Since the teacher has no money, then we won't embarrass you." ”

Lockhart saw that Clark was not on the road, so he changed his approach, "Although the teacher has no money, as the editor of the Hogwarts School Magazine, I can still guide you in running the magazine." ”

Clark knew that he wanted to meddle in the internal affairs of the magazine in the name of guidance, and he refused very decisively.

After several rejections in a row, Lockhart's mentality began to be a little impetuous, and he leaned back in his chair and looked at Clark with a somewhat cold gaze.

"After all, I am your advisor and the editor-in-chief of the Hogwarts School Magazine, and I am afraid that you are a little unreasonable to exclude me like this, and if Headmaster Dumbledore asks, I will not be able to help you reply."

Seeing that he was soft and hard, Clark began to speak threateningly, knowing that the other party had no other means to use, and he would not be afraid.

"Well, I just said that I was going to report to Headmaster Dumbledore about the Hogwarts School Magazine, or would we go together?"

Clark's calm appearance made Lockhart hesitate a little again, after all, the position of editor-in-chief of the "Hogwarts School Magazine" is also an honor, if it is really a stalemate with Clark and they lead to the replacement of the editor-in-chief, it will not be good.

Without the courage to flip the table, Lockhart could only snort.

"Don't worry, Clarke, the teacher also cares about you, if you have any difficulties with the magazine, tell me directly, I will help if I can."

Clark saw that Lockhart confessed, and accepted it when he saw it.

"Professor, it's great that you're willing to help us, in fact, I've always thought you'd be the best fit to be the editor-in-chief of the Hogwarts Journal, after all, you have so much experience in writing, we need to ask you more."

Seeing that the atmosphere between the two had eased, Clark suddenly took out a note, and pushed it in front of Lockhart with a small bag.

"I almost forgot, I'm here today to give you a salary."

Clark's abnormal behavior made Lockhart stunned, and he didn't dare to accept the benefits of being delivered to the door.

"What do you mean by that?"

This time, Chang Clark stood up and reached out to fill the teacup in front of Lockhart.

"I didn't know what the magazine's grades were, so I didn't mention paying your professor. But now that the first issue of the Hogwarts Magazine is well distributed and there are quite a few people who have booked it, there is a little extra money to spare, so I will have to make up for your salary. ”

Lockhart was naturally full of disbelief, and when he asked for it just now, Clark didn't give it. Now that he's given up, this little bastard is suddenly talking, is this playing him like a monkey?

However, looking at the bulging money bag, he couldn't bear to refuse, knowing that once he had this money today, it meant that there would be the same in the days to come.

Clark sipped his tea, and the old god watched Lockhart hesitate.

In fact, for him, any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem, but the premise is that I don't give it to you, and you can't ask for it.

The difference between the two is that one is coerced and asked for money, and he is passive.

The other is to give oneself a reward for kindness, to give encouragement, and to take the initiative.

Only the name and the instrument, not the dummy, the science of management is to firmly grasp the right to punish and reward.

If Clark divides the interests under Lockhart's coercion, there must be one and two, human greed is endless, and there will be a time when he will not be satisfied in the future.

Even if you reject him at that time, you will provoke the other party to turn against him.

On the contrary, if you resist the pressure in the early stage, be harsh on Lockhart, and then give favors later, and reward him according to what he has done, you will reap the gratitude of the other party.

In layman's terms, it is to beat a stick first, and then give a sweet date.

Just like now, when Lockhart thought he wouldn't be able to share in the proceeds of the Hogwarts School Magazine, Clarke suddenly gave him the money.

The windfall surprised and puzzled him at the same time.

Lockhart pulled out the note pressed under the money bag and shook it, "And what is this?" ”

"Ohβ€”Professor Lockhart." Clark naturally said, "In order to write better, I want to borrow a book from the library." ”

"How many books to borrow?" Lockhart gave him a suspicious look and read the contents of the note, "Today, Clark Prewit, a second-year Gryffindor, needs to borrow 'Close Your Brain' and 'Make You Forget Your Happiness', and I hereby allow it." ”

He looked at Clark and said with a little hesitation: "I remember that this book seems to be in the forbidden area of the library, besides, this is to learn the Occlumency Technique and the Forgetting Charm, what does it have to do with writing articles?" ”

"Of course it does!" Clark's tone was affirmative.

"Occlumency, Brain Occlumency, and the Oblivion Charm both involve the weaving and modification of memories, and it just so happens that you are good at both of these techniques, so I believe that you can write such a good story, and it must be inseparable from these two magics."

At this moment, the air in the room was almost about to freeze, and Lockhart squinted his eyes, and looked straight at him without sadness or joy on his face.

An invisible force spread outward from his pupils, like a steel cone, a sharp sword, trying to pierce Clarke's heart.

Clark only felt that the [Hidden Thoughts] ability he had activated in advance had been hit a thousand times in an instant, like a fragile, ready to be swept away by a huge wave at any moment.

This Professor Lockhart's soul retribution is no longer weaker than Professor Dumbledore, and if he is allowed to take up the profession of a psychic warlock, Clark is sure that he will be able to directly rush to the fifteenth level.

"Professor, Hermione and I have had lunch before I come, you better hurry up and sign it, otherwise she won't know what she will do if she can't wait for me?"

Clark said a word with difficulty, and the onslaught of psychic magic retreated like a tide.

He let out a long sigh of relief, this was the first time he had come into contact with a wizard with such a powerful spiritual power after his transfer, and this flowery pillow in the original book was really hidden.

It's no wonder that so many teachers of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, only he escaped Voldemort's curse, successfully escaped, and ended up with a good death.

Lockhart gave him a deep look and pulled out a huge peacock quill, "I don't know what you're talking about, although I do have a little bit of experience in these kinds of magic, but I don't want to show it off and make it known to everyone." ”

He signed a big flower name on the note, and handed it to Clark.

Clark took the note, and in the face of Loha's deliberate reminder, he nodded, "That's natural, my mouth has always been strict, you can rest assured, Professor." ”

"That's right, Professor." Clark made one more request.

"The contents of these books are so profound, I wonder if I will have the opportunity to listen to your teachings?"

Anyway, one sheep is also driving, and two sheep are also driving, and in the face of Clark's request, Lockhart agreed without much hesitation.

Seeing that the purpose of coming here today had been achieved, Clark folded the note and put it in his pocket, turned and walked out.

As for whether Lockhart was counting his bag of coins after he left, he didn't know.

Anyway, Clark took Lockhart's signed note and walked into the dreary and quiet library.

Mrs. Pince, the librarian, was a thin, grumpy woman, like a malnourished vulture.

"'Shut Your Brain' and 'Make You Forget About Unhappy'?"

Mrs. Pince read it suspiciously, glanced at Clark again, held up the note, and shone it into the light, as if to check whether it was forged, and it passed the test.

For the sake of Clark's friendship with the Christmas gifts she had sent her last Christmas, she didn't ask too much or question too much, and walked directly through the high bookshelves.

After a few minutes, she walked back, still holding two large, moldy books in her hands.

"Here you go," she said uneasily, "this is a special one-of-a-kind, you must pay attention to it." ”

Clark took the books, nodded, carefully put them in his bag, and left the library without looking back.