Chapter 108: Ledger

"In Merlin's name, you can't tell nonsense with your eyes open, Mr. Malfoy, and a little man like me can't afford that kind of responsibility!"

The voice of Mr. Shafiq, the manager of the Blotted Bookstore, still sounded extremely sleek and pitiful: "You must know that I worked hard to get those things you asked for a year ago, and the intact magic seal on them is enough to prove that I have not touched them at all......"

“...... So Mr. Malfoy, you can't blame me for something that went wrong!"

If an outsider had heard and witnessed such a conversation, he would have felt that poor Mr. Shafiq was very aggrieved.

"Humph!" and Mr. Lucius Malfoy snorted coldly without sympathy.

Mr. Shafiq then put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

He took a closer look at the boy behind Mr. Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, and immediately smiled, "I think you must be Master Malfoy...... Very welcome...... It's an honor...... Pls is there anything you need, I have a very fair price here!"

"A full set of second-year Hogwarts textbooks......" Draco replied.

"Oh, yes. The smile on Mr. Shafiq's face diminished slightly, and he whispered tentatively, "Aren't you going to buy some reference books...... I can't learn much from textbooks alone......"

"You don't have to worry about it, Shafiq. Mr. Malfoy said coldly, "We have enough books on our estate. ”

"That's nature, that's nature. Mr. Shafiq nodded hurriedly.

As he spoke, he turned around and picked up a second-grade bookcase from the corner.

Matthew quickly tiptoed to adjust his position slightly, so as not to be overheard by Mr. Shafiq.

The small bookcase was handed to Draco.

Then, Mr. Malfoy suddenly ordered, "Draco, you go out first!"

Draco glanced at his father with some confusion.

"Wait for me at the Quidditch Boutique. Mr. Malfoy added, "I'll get you the latest Halo 2001 broomstick, I remember you always thinking your old Sweeper was a bit outdated." ”

Draco happily held the bookcase and obediently left the Blotted bookstore.

......

Now, if you don't count Matthew Wakefield, who is hiding behind the bookshelves, there are only two people left here, Shafiq, the manager of the bookstore, and Mr. Malfoy.

Matthew felt that what they were about to discuss would be important, so he quickly pricked up his ears.

"You are a kind father, Mr. Malfoy. Shafiq complimented: "I think I should learn more from you, you must know that my daughter has always disliked me......"

"Don't talk this useless nonsense, Shafiq!" said Mr. Malfoy in a cold voice, his voice suddenly becoming serious:

"You come here, just like a year ago, this time it's another big business. Not surprisingly, you can earn at least three thousand Galleons on this deal!"

"Listen up. Shafiq whispered.

Malfoy also deliberately lowered his voice, so that Matthew could only hear the staccato conversation:

"This time there is another batch of goods...... The work of receiving it is up to you...... I'll send a house-elf to ...... then."

Mr. Shafiq remained silent the whole time, nodding his head all the time.

"Remember, don't make any mistakes this time!" Mr. Malfoy finally admonished.

"You can wait for my good news at the manor, Mr. Malfoy......" Mr. Shafiq bowed very tactfully.

"I hope so!" said Malfoy, as he walked away.

Mr. Shafiq hummed happily. Obviously, he was in a good mood.

Matthew behind the bookshelf, at this moment, also has a desire to hum a song......

It seems that this time I chose to go to the Lichen Bookstore to work as a "summer vacation temporary worker", and it was really the right choice.

......

It was fast to noon, the hottest time of the day.

At this time, the bookstore was full of doors, and all the clerks were huddled in the corner, too lazy to move.

Matthew stood up unhurriedly and walked to the counter.

"What's the matter, Wakefield?" asked Mr. Shafiq lazily at the counter.

"Precisely because there's nothing going on now, Mr. Shafiq. Matthew said innocently, his voice sounding enthusiastic, "So I'd like to help proofread last month's bill, maybe there's something wrong in it, and I'm just bored, so I'm going to pass the time." ”

"You're such a hard-working boy, Wakefield......" Mr. Shafiq complimented him busily, "deserving of the first place in the whole year at Hogwarts......"

He moved his place and pointed to Matthew in the cupboard: "The ledgers are all here, you proofread them slowly, don't be in a hurry......"

"Hmm. Matthew nodded: "I'll try!"

Throughout noon and most of the afternoon, Matthew sat at the counter, counting a series of numbers of gold gallons, silver sicos, and bronze nats.

In the face of such a volunteer "volunteer", the manager, Mr. Shafiq, of course, will not stop something.

Especially after Matthew helped the bookstore recover some of its losses when he pointed out a few mistakes in the June bill, which made him nod his head again and again.

Of course, there is only a sound of approval, and there is no mention of a salary increase or anything.

Matthew also acted as if he "treated money like dung" and did not mention the word "money".

In a flash, it was dark.

Late at night, when the Blotted Bookstore was about to close, Matthew suddenly picked up two ledgers and said loudly to Mr. Shafiq:

"Mr. Shafiq, I think that I will finally take these two ledgers to my room and continue to proofread them in the evening......"

Mr. Shafiq, of course, has no objections.

"Good work, Wakefield. ”

"It's just a gesture. Matthew said generously as he returned to his dark, damp cabin in the basement with two ledger books.

......

Matthew Wakefield didn't expect that his improvised plan would go so smoothly.

But it's also normal, after all, he's only a twelve or thirteen-year-old kid, and even if there are some unusual behaviors, it's hard to arouse too much suspicion.

In the basement cabin, Matthew slowly opened one of the ledgers.

This ledger was quietly dug through the cupboard in the afternoon.

The above record is the revenue record of the Blott Bookstore in August last year......

Last August, it was when Matthew himself found the book from the bottom of the cardboard box at the Blotted Bookstore.