Nigel hurried to Rig's room. Five minutes ago, he suddenly received a contact from the house-elf Iron Belly, and his only son, Rig, was in a coma in the room, and he couldn't detect the specific problem.

"What's wrong with Rig!" Dozens of detection spells fell on Rig on the ground. Iron Belly didn't dare to speak next to him.

Yes, that's right, Rig is lying down again!

But no matter how you call the daddy, the hero doesn't ask where it comes from, the black cat and the white cat are good cats when they catch mice!

Rig shamefully raised a hand to cover his face, just wanting to live on a different planet after this incident. Oh no, he's really living on a different planet.

Reluctantly allowing himself to be embarrassed for a second, Rig jumped up from the ground, "Father, I'm fine, look at this!" As if offering a treasure, he held the replaceable quill and the replaceable nib in front of Nigel.

"Nonsense!" Nigel was furious, "Do you know how important and serious today's occasion is, it's not the time for you to be coquettish and foolish!" ”

Nigel turned around and was about to leave, time was urgent, it was time for him and Lucius Malfoy to announce their cooperation, if it wasn't for the only son's accident, he would have to wait until the dust settled.

Rig hurriedly grabbed his angry father, "Father, don't be angry, I really can't help it." This is what I just said about replaceable quills. We can not only sell quill pens, but also sell low-cost nibs that can be replaced at any time, and the use time is shorter, and many people must want it! I also love the time when I first bought the quill tip!"

Nigel's steps stopped, and he turned his head, hesitantly looking at the tip of the pen in Rig's hand and the quill that looked silly.

"Is anyone really going to buy this thing?" Looking at the quill, Nigel asked himself in his heart, with his many years of experience in selling quills, there will be, this can be sold.

"Of course! Let's sell it together? It's like a mother's bracelet, after buying the bracelet, I added a lot of gems, and the more I bought, the more I bought! Rig took a replaceable quill, wrote on parchment, and when he finished writing a sentence, he pretended to run out, and when he was done with one, he changed one after another.

"You know what. Wait a minute...... Sell, nib? Nigel's mouth was wide open, he had never thought that a quill would sell like this, it seemed to sound damn reasonable!

Nigel quickly mentally calculated, the cost is very low, and the profit is high! Quills were originally available in literati dwellings, and the nib of the pen could be made into mass production by the clansmen. When Hogwarts starts school in two days, the literati will sell a wave of replaceable quills as daily consumables and make a lot of money!

As long as the secret spell of the family inheritance is used to cover the connection of the quill, those pure-blooded families like demon hyenas can't study it when they smell it in a short time, and when they figure out that after the school starts, wizards are used to buying quality certified literati replaceable quills, and the nib is already cheap, how can there be a price war?

And that old fellow Dumbledore is in need of financial help, find the Ministry of Magic to take the lead in a patent deal and go to Malfoy, let alone Slytherin!

Watching his father go from hesitation to trying to use it himself, figuring out how to make it, Rig was about to cry with joy, he was saved, and he didn't have to be Malfoy's three followers! Goyle and Crab bye-bye! Don't even kiss the boots of a noseless man, hahahahaha!

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The moonlight was low, and the gentle moonlight shone on the spire of the Dai family's old mansion, and the marble floor in front of the ballroom was covered with a thick layer of fur so that the smooth marble floor would not interfere with the guests' socialization.

Lucius Malfoy and his wife, Narcissa, and son, Draco, came to the celebration. Lucius, who was holding a snake staff, smiled reservedly, clinking glasses with the guests who came to greet him from time to time, and there was a little tacit understanding in his smile. Draco watched curiously beside his mother as he socialized with his father.

Finally cleaned up the mess in the house, Rig returned to the banquet hall after waiting for his father's decision.

Draco's eyes lit up as he watched Rig, who was about to be about to ask his mother, when he felt his father nudge him gently, "Go, this is Heimdall Day, I think he's as trustworthy as Goyle and Crabbe." ”

Draco was immediately disinterested, and in response to his father's call, he walked over to talk to Rig.

"Uh-huh!" Rig was searching the hall for his mother's traces, when suddenly there was a sound of throat clearing next to him, and when he turned his head, he saw a handsome little boy with pale blonde hair neatly combed behind his head looking at him with his nose.

"Hello?" Rig was a little confused, and he didn't know what little Malfoy took the initiative to do with himself, is this the treatment of the protagonist? As soon as the king's anger opens, the important characters bow down?

"Nice to meet you, I'm Draco Malfoy," God knows Rieg is going to laugh like little Malfoy is going to laugh inwardly as little Malfoy pretends to raise his chin and introduce himself in a long voice.

"I think we'll get along happily in the future, just like Goyle and Crabbe did," Draco hastened to the end, smiling proudly as he waited for his new companion and playmate to answer. It didn't matter what it was, when exactly would he see Harry Potter, Draco thought nonchalantly.

"Hello, I'm Heimdall Day." Rig replied politely, not wanting to cause trouble before the dust settled.

Time passed minute by minute, and it had been an hour since Nigel had temporarily left, and the guests were in a group of four-five groups, whispering, if it weren't for the momentum of the Malfoy family, they would have already begun to discuss aloud whether something had happened today, whether they could see Malfoy's jokes.

Shaking the wine glass in his hand and looking at the time displayed in the red wine, Lucius thought angrily, "Nigel really doesn't have a sense of time, and he doesn't know what really matters. ”

"Lucius, Nigel doesn't seem to have you in his eyes." One of Lucius's allies teased.

Lucius's face was not good, he snorted lightly, and sneered: "Unless he can take out a quill pen that can be mass-produced and sought after by everyone on the spot to save the literati dwelling." Otherwise, after today, the entire Dai family will be at my disposal to knead the dough. He is not inferior now, and he will pay the price for it. ”

When one piece ended, the automatic harp changed to another tune, the notes drifted through the air, and Nigel belatedly returned to the feast. It was just as if hesitating about something, and there was no response to Lucius Malfoy's frequent gestures.

Seeing that he was so witty about others that he made a circle of noblewomen smile, and only saw his Nigel, Luciuston felt uneasy, and felt that things were a little out of control. The snake staff tapped the ground twice, signaling that he had something to say.

The protagonists of the party were Lucius and Nigel, and the attendees of the dinner continued to pay attention to their movements, and the noisy hall gradually fell silent, waiting for Lucius to speak.

"I heard that the Dai family's century-old shop, Wenrenju," Lucius's voice was already low, but when he arrived at the name Wenrenju, it became even lower, and the accent was deliberately accentuated to let everyone understand where the good show was today, "Recently, the situation is not very good." The allies of the Malfoy family smiled as they laid siege to the Literati Habitat with Malfoy.

Comprehending Lucius's meaning, a young pure-blood wizard hurriedly spoke, for fear that this opportunity to show his face would be snatched away by others, "I heard that Patriarch Nigel is going to announce a good news today, and the time for today's banquet is almost over, so you can say it, don't wait!" There was no hidden schadenfreude in his tone.

Everyone's eyes turned to Nigel, and Rig, who had come to the banquet hall, was no exception, looking at his father expectantly.

Nigel looked at Lucius and then at Rig, smiling his happiest smile of the day.

"I'm glad that you're here," Nigel looked in high spirits, "and I want to announce good news to all of you!" Lucius Malfoy nodded in satisfaction, ready to accept the congratulations of his allies.

"Today is the new product launch of the Dai family's literati quill store, and I believe that our new products will become the fist products of the literati quill store and help the literati to regain its glory! I'll introduce the functions of the interchangeable quills,"

Turning his head, Nigel smiled at Lucius's stunned expression, and he lengthened his voice: "Oh, I almost forgot, my best friend Lucius is also here, I wonder if the Malfoy family is interested in cooperating?" ”

Rig, who came to his mother's side, looked at Draco Malfoy, who was so quick to turn his head that people were worried about whether his little thin neck would break, and politely waited for him to finish screaming quietly.

Malfoy looked at Rig angrily: "How dare your family release the pigeons of the Malfoy family?!" ”

"Oh? What pigeons? ”

And Rig also stretched his voice like his father, and said with a smile, "Hello, I'm Heimdall Day, it's nice to meet you." ”

Rig laughed heartily as Draco turned blue as if he had eaten a bag of boogers.