Tang Mi can be said to be meticulous as an assistant, but he is an amateur when it comes to business and operations.

Right now, he couldn't figure out why John valued a Quidditch league so much.

He's a Quidditch enthusiast himself, but it's entertainment.

At this time, he looked at John there as if he was pondering something, and in a very studious spirit, he asked if he didn't understand, "My lord, why do you value Quidditch so much?" ”

"It's just a huge benefit," John raised his eyes when he heard this, and said, "Profit can make the beneficiary more united, and it is too dangerous for war to create heroes, but competitive heroes are safe." ”

John rubbed his ring and said, "Use Quidditch to unite the regions, they have enemies and heroes, but they will not be sacrificed." ”

Quidditch was just the beginning of the plan.

John wants to use sports to create rivals and heroes.

As in the Muggle world, the teams they support must be complemented by rival teams.

Heroes who defeat rivals will get their spirits high, while defeated rivals will go the extra mile, and their fans will be riveted in anticipation of revenge.

At one point, Muggle football became a bridge between nations to stop wars.

John wanted to make the whole wizarding world fascinated by this atmosphere.

That way, no one would think about having something to do and mentioning pure-blood supremacy, or going to catch two Muggles to have fun with.

Through Quidditch, let them see the spirit of sportsmanship and spread that spirit.

Tang Mi didn't understand it very well, but it felt very reasonable.

"If a werewolf team were on the field, would you support it?" John

Changed to a simple one.

Tang Mi immediately said: "You must support!" ”

After saying that, he understood.

This is an approach to address hatred between regions.

"That's the simple truth," John said, nodding, "but are you sure you support the Werewolf team?" ”

"Of course." Tang Mi said a little strangely, "I'm a werewolf, there's no reason not to support it." ”

"That's good," John nodded with satisfaction, "and I'll use your salary for the next twenty years to start the club." ”

"What?" Tang Mi thought he had misheard.

When he saw John's look of affirmation nodding again, he felt his feet weak and knelt down in front of John.

"Huh? I don't need to be so grateful. John thought to himself with such enthusiasm.

As a result, Tang Mi wanted to cry without tears and said: "I was just searched by Oz last week for the small vault. ”

"It's okay," John said as he walked over to help the man up, patted him on the shoulder, and reassured, "Silverhand has always had staff meals." ”

"Poof."

Tang Mi knelt down again.

He could already foresee that when he got married in the future, he would not be able to take out ten Galleons on him.

Wait a minute.

Employee meals?

Tang Mi thought for a moment.

The candy gift box he usually bought for Oz was taken directly from the Silver Hand Candy Store, and the clothes were also customized directly from the Silver Hand Store, and those ordinary utensils and wolf poison potions and the like were all taken in the Silver Hand.

Even the tavern I usually go to for a drink is also the industry of the silver hand, and occasionally I go directly to the silver hand wine cellar to get wine.

It seems like......

He didn't spend much money?

After carefully calculating, Tang Mi suddenly realized.

It turned out that he hadn't taken money out of the house since he was confiscated by Oz.

That's for me

Like a floating cloud.

After thinking about it, Tang Mi was relieved.

"Sure enough, adults still value me."

He has only one question now, can he open a club with twenty years of salary?

Listening to John's tone, it seems that he is going to start a Werewolf Quidditch club?

...

Malfoy is training.

Since joining Pudmir United, he has only found himself being used as a substitute.

How could this keep Malfoy from being angry.

As a dignified Slytherin Seeker, you don't make sense for me to be a starting Seeker?

He had to let the group know what Slytherin's devilish training was.

Thereupon......

Malfoy was training while the Pudmere United players were training.

Malfoy was training while the Pudmere United players rested.

While the Pudmere United players were eating, Malfoy was training.

While the Pudmere United players take a shower, Malfoy is training.

Pudermere United players sleep while Malfoy is in ...... He was sleeping, too, but he was the first to show up the next day.

"Hell, what a monster he is."

As the captain of this ancient Quidditch club, Espen Sandbergh looked at the guy who had never rested in his sight, and couldn't help but wonder if the other party had several brothers.

Under such crazy devil training, Malfoy's flying skills are constantly breaking through.

During the team's daily confrontation training, he took down the Golden Snitch in front of official Seeker Rush Orlando.

"Fack!"

Rush Orlando scolded.

As a Seeker, he has always been the ace of the team, and today he was robbed of the Golden Snitch by a guy who had just graduated from school.

He had a bad temper and dropped his broom when he flew off

On the ground.

"Rush, he's just lucky." Espen hurried to persuade the other party.

"A novice, there are always a few times when I have good luck, I have seen the golden snitch appear on his side."

He'll need to keep Rush steady and be in a few days' time, with the first few victories coming from Rush by picking off the Golden Snitch.

He didn't want to make a mistake this time.

But the more people are afraid of something, the more something will appear.

Rush thought about it, and the distance just now was Malfoy's advantage, plus good luck......

He looked a little better, and Espen breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, no?" Malfoy's shrill voice rang out, and he slowly sat down in his broomstick, pinching the golden snitch with two fingers and sneering, "There's no one who really can't fly off the bench, right?" ”

"Poof, if I were you, I wouldn't listen to any about luck or anything like that."

"Luck? You'd rather say that this golden snitch was magically used by me. ”

"I can tell you that my spell grade is 'O'."

Malfoy scoffed at the two men's words.

Luck?

Appearing on your side?

Why don't you say it appears in my face.

It was clearly flying over Rush's head.

I didn't see it, and Potter would have been arrested a long time ago.

It's also a profession.

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Espen saw that Rush was not looking good, and roared, "There's no place for you as a substitute to talk here!" ”

"Cut, the weak should be eliminated, I knew the truth at Hogwarts, you didn't learn it well at all." Malfoy didn't care who you were, and mocked, "The power comes first, the weak go down, the strong come up, this is me."

By Slytherin standards. ”

"A school team, you don't understand the gold content of professional golfers." Rush said angrily, "It's just luck! ”

"Ah, yes, yes, I'm lucky, your skills are not as good as letting Potter fly," Malfoy said disdainfully, "You have to admit the dish, and you have to stand up when you are beaten, and your captain didn't teach you?" ”

Wait, Captain?

Isn't that me?

Espen was also included in the attack, and roared with a gloomy face, "Malfoy, from now on, you can't step into the practice ground!" ”

"Did I give you face?" Malfoy was also angry, "Losing is losing, you defend him, is he your boyfriend?" ”

"This team doesn't let the strong take the position, and keeps the weak in the position of the corpse?"

"You come down!"

No one can keep their cool under Malfoy's taunts, and Espen and Rush are in a state of rage.

Malfoy saw this, flew down and threw the broomstick into the arms of another substitute.

Looking at the two people who were eager to beat him, he walked over leisurely, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "I'm down, and then what?" ”

"I can't take it anymore!"

Rush angrily rushed up and punched at the underwhelmed face.

In the past, he was the main player of the team, who didn't let him get three points.

The oldest team is good, but there have been many times over the years that they have not won the championship.

The club all offered Rush as a treasure.

If he wants to beat someone, who can stop him?

Malfoy was different, he didn't stop him, he just beat him.

Rush flew back directly, and Malfoy said disdainfully: "You can't fly, you can't fight, what do you say you can do?" ”

Espen was dumbfounded, and her mind went blank.

he

It's a real fight.

Rush was kicked and knocked unconscious.

"It's a thin dog, it's not as good as Potter, you can't stand a kick."

"You're fired!"

Espen roared, "Get the hell out of the team!" ”

"You're teaching me to do things?" Malfoy stared at him and said, "Figured it out." ”

"Yes, that's right, get out!"

Espen didn't even know why the club had recruited such a person.

Malfoy turned and walked away, without any nostalgia.

There is no place to stay here, there is a place to stay!

...