The world is biased, and after receiving Penelope's letter, Gretel finally confirms his idea.

According to the original Worldline, there are only more than 3,000 people in the entire British wizarding world.

But as far as he knew, the village of Hogsmeade, next to Hogwarts, was home to no less than a thousand people.

Counting the staff and students of Hogwarts, it already accounts for most of the entire British wizarding world.

This is clearly unconscionable.

Then there is the Quidditch tournament where Hogwarts sells tickets to the public, and more than 3,000 tickets are sold.

So Gretel has always felt that the world he came to was not a simple book story.

Sure enough, after entrusting Penelope to investigate, Glitter intuitively felt how many people there were in the British wizarding community.

There are nearly 60 million people in Britain, and the probability of wizards appearing is calculated according to 1 in 1,000, and there should be at least 60,000 wizards in the whole of Great Britain.

What's more, the chances of a wizard appearing are much higher than one in a thousand.

Consistent with the data from his survey in the Americas, there are more than 1 million registered wizards in the Americas of more than 200 million people.

This also allows Glitter to no longer have to worry about the market.

At the very least, his invention will not be saturated before it is rolled out because the market is too small.

Considering that Voldemort participated in his research almost all the time, in order to avoid one day he would react to the importance of mobile phones, he rushed to roll out the market.

Glitter decided to get ahead of the market before Voldemort could react.

Plant a seed in everyone's heart, produced by Gretel Company, which must be a high-quality seed.

Glitter sent Penelope 8,000 gold Galleons, which was already half of Gretel's net worth in the Americas.

He wanted Penelope's father to intervene and build a façade in Diagon Alley as the starting point for Gretel's commercial company.

According to Gretel's vision, even as the most prosperous wizarding shopping street in the United Kingdom, 8,000 gold galleons should be able to build a good façade.

A few days later, the Gringotts deposit ticket for 8,000 Galleons was sent back with Penelope's letter.

In the letter, Penelope said that she and her father had been searching for several days.

It's a pity that almost all the shops in Diagon Alley are making money every day, and no one cares about the seemingly huge amount of eight thousand Galleons.

Only a few poorly run dark magic shops in Tumbledown Alley have the will to make a move.

But even in Tumbledown Alley, the price quoted is far more than double.

However, her father, Oneg Krivat, gave them an idea.

If you just want to bring the product to market, you don't need so much upfront investment.

They can put their invention on consignment at the Diagon Alley Magic Item Shop for a very small consignment fee.

It's also the first choice for most wizards to invent something new.

Consignment samples can test the market prospects of new things while reducing investment risks.

Glitter has never doubted the future of mobile phones, but if so, there is a good chance that it will be a surprise.

He didn't think that the efficiency of himself and Penelope could match Voldemort's innumerable army of Death Eaters.

A research laboratory, only he and Penelope, even if they work tirelessly for a year, cannot occupy one percent of the market share.

Not to mention the future march into the Muggle world.

This made Gray make a new plan.

So he needed to find a new helper, and unlike last school year, this time he no longer needed to rely on other people's knowledge.

His own knowledge was enough to support the rest of his research.

In other words, it is no longer possible for those who come on board to obtain the status of a partner like Penelope.

Unless that person can keep up with his research ideas, or even replace him as the main researcher of the laboratory.

All he needs is loyalty from others to help him keep his secrets until the business empire takes shape or collapses.

After much consideration, Glitter decided to put it off and decided to save up a sum of stock before considering his business plan.

The matter of recruiting people is already urgent, but no matter how urgent it is, it is impossible for Grett to raise the banner of recruitment at Hogwarts.

You don't have to think about it, once Gretel starts to act, he must get Dumbledore's attention.

For the time being, he didn't want the White Lord to think of himself as the third generation of the Dark Lord.

Before he had the ability and Dumbledore to wrestle his wrist.

——

When you're busy, you'll always find that time flies quickly.

Gretel always felt that he had not done anything yet, and it was already the first of September.

Harry didn't expect that the first meeting with Gretel in the new semester would be in Snape's office.

"What, you made a mistake too?" Harry's eyes were full of doubt.

He never imagined that when he and Ron drove to the school in a car, they would hit the beating willow head-on.

The worst thing was that when he and Ron touched the outside of the auditorium, they were caught by Snape.

"Obviously, it's not."

Glitter pointed to the smoke-billowing cauldron on the table and shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

At this time, he should have watched the new level of the Little Wizard Branch in the auditorium, cheering and celebrating like everyone else for the new blood injected into his own academy.

Unfortunately, as soon as he woke up this morning, he was caught by Snape.

He and Snape were to make a hundred beautiful potions in three days.

Because damn Lockhart.

He stumbled upon Snape teaching Gretel how to make potions.

He boasted to his book friends that he and the Potions Master had become colleagues, and promised to send a bottle to his book friends.

Of course, he couldn't have asked Snape for help, and Snape didn't bother with him at all.

Snape would only stare at the beautiful man who had robbed him of his position as a professor in Defense Against the Dark Arts with emotionless eyes until he left with a weak heart.

In order to ensure that he would not lose his trust in his book friends, Lockhart spent a lot of money to buy all the beauty potions in Mrs. Prim Pennier's beauty pharmacy.

Snape, one of the apothecaries' suppliers, was forced to rush within three days to deliver this month's supply on time.

So Gretel was so captured that he didn't have a chance to attend the dinner.

His dinners were delivered directly to the office by the house-elves.

"Mr. Gretel, if you waste another potion material, I'll deduct it from your salary."

Snape cleaned up together, clearing out the potion that Glitter had just failed.

"Professor, I'm only twelve years old, I need a break, I haven't stopped for a day."

Gretel couldn't help but complain.

In order to save enough money as soon as possible, he not only received an order for potions from Snape.

He also helped Professor Sprout clear the associated magic vines that had not been left in the greenhouse for several months and had grown in large numbers.

Even if it weren't for the house-elves' serious refusal, he would have thought of working in the kitchen to earn Dumbledore's salary to the elves.

Yes, Hogwarts elves have their own salaries, although they never receive them.

Harry and Ron secretly exchanged glances, "Snape has never been so kind to me, he always calls me a troll." ”

Even though the misunderstanding had been solved last semester and confirmed that Snape was not the villain who had been hidden.

It still didn't make Harry change his impression, and the two still looked at each other with disgust.

Even when Glitter offered to explain it to Harry, Snape stopped him harshly.

"Then let him misunderstand, no, it's not a misunderstanding, I'm just hitting him, he's right, in my heart, he's stupid like a troll."

From that day on, Glitter didn't care about the entanglement between the two men.

He only pricked up his ears, listening to Harry's complaints here and Snape's poisonous tongue there, and never expressed his opinion.

——

Anyway, it seems that where Harry is there, there is never a shortage of excitement.

Snape left, and ten minutes later, brought Professor McGonagall with him.

Obviously, when facing Snape, Harry and Ron still had the heart to gamble and defend themselves.

When Professor McGonagall drew his wand and walked over, the two of them were like frosted eggplants, and they were about to shrink into a ball.

Even when Professor McGonagall asked them to sit down, the two men thought they were going to be beaten and took a step back tremblingly.

Snape's office was underground, so it was still cold even when the sun was shining.

Not to mention the fact that the stove in the office was lit as early as it was dark in the middle of the night, which was already wet and cold.

By the light of the fire, Gretel saw Professor McGonagall's lips, which were thinner because of his seriousness.

I also saw two figures on the chair that were about to shrink into two potatoes, trembling slightly.

Gretel knew what they were afraid of.

Expel.

Whether it's Harry or Ron, there's no doubt that the most feared thing is to be expelled.

Harry was afraid to go back to that little stairwell in the dark, and if he was really fired, his Uncle Vernon would definitely lock him up again.

Ron's fear was to give the Weasleys a dark spot, and the Weasleys had never had an expelled Gryffindor.

He was already imagining that if he were expelled, he would be locked up in the attic by Mrs. Weasley to be the company of the old ghoul who was dying.

"Why don't you write to us, you should have brought your owls?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Gretel, who was honestly boiling, and continued.

"Mr. Gretel doesn't even have an owl by his side, he knows to borrow one to write to us and ask for our help."

Just as the two were stammering and arguing, there was a knock on the office door.

Dumbledore's appearance was like the straw that broke the camel's back.

The light in the eyes of the two men suddenly dimmed.

The devil knew why Snape's eyes suddenly lit up, and when he opened the door, he even looked a little excited.

This was evident to all of you.

Harry pushed his glasses and pursed his lips, which had dried up with nervousness.

At this time, if Dumbledore spoke, even if he scolded the two of them, it would make them feel a lot better.

But there was no sound in the entire office except for the silver cauldron that gurgled and seemed to last forever.

Gretel felt that he should not be here at this time, and he turned his gaze to Snape, hoping to hear a sentence from his mouth, Gretel, you go back first.

Unfortunately, to his disappointment, his look of supplication strangely triggered Snape's special attack on Harry.

"yes, even a troll, and you know to ask for help when you can't help it, and I don't think you have a sense of belonging to Hogwarts, especially Mr. Potter."

The word Potter in Snape's words, accentuated and seemed to remind him of something.

Gretel noticed that when Snape finished saying this, the blue moo behind Dumbledore's eyes circled around Harry and Snape.

Dumbledore's tone was flat, "Please explain the reasons for this. ”

Dumbledore's voice was finally heard, and Harry didn't feel the relief he had imagined.

On the contrary, he became more and more sad, and he didn't even dare to raise his head, he was afraid of seeing the disappointment in Dumbledore's eyes.

In his heart, Dumbledore was his closest person at Hogwarts.

Harry thought a lot at the moment that he had been beaten and knocked unconscious, so that he didn't have to go through this kind of psychological torture soberly.

In fact, Harry didn't know that when Dumbledore appeared, his biggest backer came.

No matter how big his mistake was, Dumbledore would not have kicked him out of Hogwarts, or even punished him too severely.

When Ron said he was going to pack up and go home, Dumbledore gave him a fair punishment.

Write a letter to the parents, as well as a verbal warning.

Tut-tut, Gretel silently boiled the medicine while snorting in his heart.

In his previous life, if an underage student drove without a license, raced at high speed, and even drove all the way into the school and crashed into the school's valuable trees.

At the very least, the student will receive a small reward of probation, and it is more likely that he will be directly discouraged.

Dumbledore lifted it high and lowered it gently, which could not be said to be uncared for.

Snape's opinion as a tool man was clearly out of Dumbledore's consideration.

So much so that after he caught Harry making a mistake, his expression as if he had won the lottery was frozen on his face for a while.

Gretel said he really couldn't understand Snape as a person.

On the one hand, he takes care of the son of his crush, and on the other hand, he is-for-tat with the son of his rival.

Neither side can please him, and he obviously pays sincerely, but he can only usher in Harry's disgust.

Sure enough, tsundere will only miss, and the straight ball is the truth.

By the time it was all over and that Gretel was dragging his tired body back to the tower.

Saw a spectacular scene.

The walls near the eagle ring are covered with sleeping bags, and many familiar faces have quietly fallen asleep.

There were only a few figures who refused to admit defeat, rubbing their chins, and whispering to discuss the answer to Eagle Ring with their classmates.

Seeing Gretel coming back, someone greeted him, "Gretel, come and see, can you answer the question of Eagle Ring." ”

How to say, ninety percent of the credit for these people being hung here goes to Gretel.

When he has nothing to do these days, he pulls the Eagle Ring to chat, tells the Eagle Ring about the development of the future world and puts forward his own prospects.

talked about philosophy and his thoughts on human nature, and it took a few days to finally convince Eagle Ring.

In order to select the talents he needs to keep pace with the times, Gretel can be said to have taken great pains.