Because so many people hang outside, the common room in Ravenclaw today is not as lively as usual.

When Gretel came in, Penelope was nestled up on a couch reading a book.

"You did it." Penelope leaned in and whispered.

Glitter glanced around, then nodded without a trace.

"We need people, and we can't meet the market with just two of us.

Volt ~ Oh, mysterious man, he knows our research process, if the product is spread to the market, after seeing the product prospects, he will not let go of this opportunity.

We need a group of people, like-minded people with us.

Not only us Ravenclaw, but the other three colleges, I will also pick the right people to join us.

Only with enough manpower can our production keep up and my plan can be launched. ”

Penelope realized that Gretel had nothing to hide from her.

Because of their unbreakable oath, the two of them can be said to be naturally on the same front.

Not to mention, she was already impressed by Gretel's personality as early as last school year.

"I'll just say that Eagle Ring wouldn't have asked so many Muggle questions before, and you guessed it was you."

Gretel smiled, "We've been wizards for so long, and many of us have forgotten that we're humans in the first place.

What about Muggles, what about wizards, it's all too clear.

So much so that many people naturally isolate themselves from Muggles.

Muggles are not afraid of wizards for a long time, otherwise they would not have driven us into such uninhabited wilderness.

If the wizard continues to live in this way, he will one day disappear in history.

I don't want much, but I can walk in the world openly. ”

Penelope shook his hair, "I don't think there will be too many people, like you told me."

We Ravenclaw are actually the most arrogant people at Hogwarts.

Even more arrogant than the Slytherins.

Slytherin's arrogance comes from the lineage of their ancestors, their identity.

Ravenclaw's arrogance comes from our knowledge, which is deeper than the arrogance engraved in the bloodline, which is in the bones.

Instead of looking for us in Ravenclaw, we should look for Hufflepuffs, I think they're more receptive to your ideas. ”

Before touching Gretel, Penelope hadn't thought about it that way.

But the more she got to know Gretel, the more she felt that it was wrong.

Ravenclawy, quite a few people don't even look down on wizards of their own kind.

Eagle Ring asked, who would appear first, wizards or Muggles.

It seems to be a simple question, but it is filtered out of two different three views.

All Glitter needs is a group of wizards who identify with their human identity.

In fact, no matter how they answer, Eagle Ring will let them in.

Like most of the first-year wizards, no matter what they answered, they were now happily back in their dorms.

Those who are locked out of the door, it is not the eagle ring that keeps them closed, but their cognition.

"Forget it, let's not talk about these first, let's talk about the store first, the letter is not clear, I need to understand the situation in person."

Gretel waved his hand, recruiting people is not something that can be done overnight.

No matter what the business is, the most important thing in the early stage is to choose the right people to work with.

So even if the time is tight, he has to look for it slowly.

"Are the prices in Diagon Alley so expensive, that you can't even rent a shop for 8,000 Galleons?"

"Rent?" Penelope's eyes widened, his eyes full of disbelief.

Glitter looked at her suspiciously, "What's the problem?" No matter what the project is, if you don't buy an office building as soon as you come up, is it difficult to buy it without renting? ”

In an instant, he realized, "So your letter doesn't say that you can't rent it, but that you can't buy it?" ”

He remembered that in the original world line, the Weasley twins opened a joke shop, and their start-up capital was definitely not eight thousand, or even half of it.

When he got Penelope's letter, he thought Diagon Alley's rental price would dive in a few years.

"Anyone who rented a shop and sent eight thousand Galleons at once, whether it was me or my father, we thought you wanted to buy a store there and use it as headquarters."

Penelope said helplessly.

After a long time, it turned out that this was an oolong.

——

The first class of the new semester is Gilderoy Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Unlike last semester, this semester's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was with the Hufflepuff-fronted badgers.

The same goes for the herb class, where the people who attend the class have been changed from Slytherin to Hufflepuffs.

Gretel felt that this should be an attempt to reconcile the four colleges.

Lest some people not recognize the people of other houses at their own level until they graduate from Hogwarts.

In the third year, after everyone has chosen their own courses, it is not so easy to bring everyone from the two houses together to take classes.

Anyway, it's much more fun to take a class with the Hufflepuff badgers than with the Slytherin snakes.

At least, during the waiting time before class, you don't have to see the proud eyes of the pure-blooded snakes.

"Gretel, try this, I made myself in the Hogwarts kitchen."

Hannah leaned over to Gretel and stuffed him with a piece of sugar that was elastic and covered in a crystalline liquid.

If gummies were sugar, too.

Perhaps it was the correspondence of the past few days that had made the two familiar with each other, and Hannah clearly regarded him as a friend.

In the face of Hannah's sharing, Gretel did not refuse.

It has a very good taste, and it tastes like purified juice in the elastic area, but it is not greasy, but extremely fresh.

Until, a spicy spicy mouth rushed down the nasal cavity to the brain.

Boom~

Should I say that she is indeed worthy of being the future proprietress of the Leaky Cauldron, who is only in her second year and openly brings spirits to Hogwarts.

Declining Hannah's rebuff, Gretel summoned the spring to cool his face.

It's a pity that it didn't work.

——

Lockhart walked in from outside the classroom in a waltz-like dance, his turquoise robe fluttering in the wind behind him.

It caused many students to exclaim, as the author of the best-selling book in Great Britain, he has such a charm.

It can be said that in this Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, everyone except Gretel, who is in the know, is his fans.

But fortunately, Glitter was already drunk, otherwise he would not have been able to hide the disgust in his eyes.

However, unfortunately, after getting drunk, Gretel obviously did not sleep well, and even let out bursts of cries when he slept on the table.

Considering himself the most attractive man in Great Britain, how could Lockhart allow someone to fall asleep in his first class.

He walked briskly, menacing, without forgetting to show his shiny eight teeth.

Walking over to the table, Lockhart pulled out his wand and tapped on the table.

"Students, as you all know, as an internationally renowned writer, I have been awarded the Order of Merlin, 3rd class, an honorary member of the Anti-Black Arts League, and a five-time winner of the Wizarding Weekly's Most Charming Smile Award.

Do you know how I did it?

That's because when I was a student at Hogwarts, I never fell asleep in a professor's class.

The same goes for Professor Binns's History of Magic lesson~"

His words resonated with many young wizards, and bursts of laughter erupted from the classroom, Professor Binns's history of magic, and the hypnotic effect was comparable to life and death water.

"Ravenclaw's quest for knowledge never ends, and I've always been so strict with myself.

Sir, please stand up and explain why you are sleeping in class.

Unexpectedly, this classmate and I are still in the same college, so this kind of mistake is not allowed. ”

When Lockhart didn't notice Gretel, Terry kept poking Gretel under the table, trying to wake him up from his sleep.

But apparently it didn't work.

Hannah, who was sitting not far from Gretel, didn't dare to say a word, and almost shoved her head into the desk drawer.

Even her favorite, Professor Gilderoy Lockhart, couldn't get her attention.

She really didn't expect that such a little bit of brandy would make Gretel's whole person dizzy.

She swore that if she had known that Glitter was a drinker, she would never have given Glitter her new invention to taste.

"Oh? Is this the smell of wine? Lockhart leaned in and sniffed, then raised his wand, "Students, do you know what is the best way to wake up a drunken wizard?"

Of course, it's a hangover curse, however, underage wizards are not allowed to drink, in order to make punishments, we can use it, clear water is like a spring~"

This kind of small magic spell commonly used in life, Lockhart still controls it very well.

Drops of clear spring water fell on his face, finally waking Glitter from his sleep.

"Look, isn't it very ~"

After seeing Gretel's face clearly, Lockhart's unspoken words came to an abrupt end.

For some reason, Terry could see a hint of nervousness on his face that shouldn't be there on the professor's face.

"Ge, Mr. Gretel, if you're not feeling well, I can have someone take you to the infirmary for treatment."

Hannah lifted her head a little and stole to observe.

"It's okay, Professor Lockhart, I'm fine, it won't affect the class, you can just go to class with peace of mind, I won't disturb the classroom discipline."

Gretel leaned on the table and struggled to stand up straight, staring at Lockhart with drunken eyes.

Hannah looked up in surprise, and the panic in her eyes was replaced by gratitude.

"Gretel is really righteous, worthy of being a good friend recognized by my Hannah, and our tavern will give you free orders in the future."

If Glitter had known what Hannah was thinking, he would have reverently thanked him and declined.

"Yes, is that so, if you still don't feel well, Mr. Gretel, you can rest on your stomach for a while.

When you can't hold on, tell me that I'll have you sent to Madam Pomfrey for treatment. ”

Terry looked at Gretel, then at the professor who had almost fled, and fell into distress.

I don't know if it was to save his image, Lockhart returned to the front of the stage and propped up the podium.

"Mr. Mike Gretel, it is so studious to insist on attending class while sick, and in reward for this studious behavior, Ravenclaw adds five points."

Terry felt the image familiar, as if their Defence Against the Dark Arts professor had gone wrong again.