MTL - Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 699 Anti-Dementor Necklace, Two Extra People in the Family

 “Unicorn horn and fire dragon blood?”

Chris looked at Kyle and asked in confusion: "What do you want these things for?"

“It’s not me, it’s Fred and George who need it.” Kyle repeated what they said in the office.

“I think it’s a good idea to use magic items to protect yourself. Maybe you can buy some time to escape at a critical moment.”

"If those things are really useful, that would be true." Chris said, "There are about ten unicorn horns left in the ministry. They were originally going to be donated to St. Mungo's, but as long as the minister can get I can give you all the signatures."

 “So many?” Kyle asked in surprise.

Unicorn horns are not something prohibited from trade. He originally thought it would be good to have five or six in the ministry.

“This thing is more valuable than the same volume of gold and has always been popular with smugglers.” Chris said casually: “We can seize some every time.”

 “What about the blood of the fire dragon?” Kyle continued to ask.

"Not an ounce." Chris spread his hands. "If you had come three days ago, you would have had a pint, but it was all donated to St. Mungo's. They are in urgent need of fire dragon blood to brew potions."

"But..." Chris changed the topic and continued: "If you need it, I can help contact Romania."

“A fire dragon sanctuary in Romania?” Kyle was stunned for a moment, “They also sell fire dragon blood?”

"They don't sell them. They only provide the rental business of fire dragons." Chris said.

"But I have a good relationship with them. If there is a legitimate reason, I think they don't mind selling me some fire dragon blood at a low price. The price will be about half lower than what is on the market."

 “Then I’ll have ten pints,” Kyle blurted out.

 Fire dragon blood is a treasure. It is needed whether it is brewing potions or alchemy. It is definitely a good idea to get more of it, but save it at worst.

However, Kyle waited for a long time and did not get a reply from Chris. When he looked up, he found that he was looking at him with a very strange look.

“Ten pints?” Chris’s voice changed a little, “Do you think that’s pumpkin juice? Don’t blame me, even if Mr. Scamander comes forward, it’s impossible to buy ten pints of fire dragon blood.

 “There’s only one pint, and if it’s not enough you’ll have to figure it out yourself.”

“That’s all, your face is worthless.” Kyle muttered, “Forget it, I’d better go find Newt.”

After saying that, Kyle turned around and left, leaving Chris gasping for air behind him.

 A pint of fire dragon's blood is not enough? He doesn't really think it's pumpkin juice!

 After leaving the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Kyle returned to the Minister's office and told Fudge about the incident.

Fudge only thought about it briefly before agreeing to the proposal, but he still confirmed it again.

“Are you sure they will sell those magic items at cost price?”

"Yes, Minister," Kyle said, "Fred and George said they wanted to do something for the wizarding world, and they have agreed.

 “They are Mr. Arthur Weasley’s sons and they are certainly not joking about this matter.”

“Oh, Arthur, no wonder I think the names of these two people sound familiar.” Fudge said in a low voice.

Mr. Weasley's good reputation came into play at this moment, and Fudge immediately agreed.

Although this has never been done before, the Ministry of Magic can still afford it if it only replenishes one Galleons at a time.

And Fudge is not stupid. This is a real benefit and will also have huge benefits in improving the reputation of the Ministry of Magic. He naturally has no reason to refuse.

 Ten minutes later, Kyle left the minister's office holding two pieces of parchment.

One of them is a subsidy announcement from the Ministry of Magic, which will be published together in the Daily Prophet.

 The other one was to approve Kyle’s application to use the ministry’s unicorn materials.

When Kyle took it back to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Chris had already prepared the unicorn horn in advance.

However, he didn't look very happy. He didn't smile the whole time. He stuffed the things and told Kyle to get out of here.

But Kyle didn’t pay attention. He just took the elevator again and found Fred and George who had been waiting for a long time.

"How about it…"

He hadn't even stepped out of the elevator yet, and the two of them couldn't wait to ask.

"Of course it's no problem." Kyle casually handed them a bag in his hand.

 In addition to ten unicorn horns, there was also a pint of fire dragon's blood.

The distance from here to Romania is not very close, and it will take a while for the new fire dragon blood to arrive, so Kyle used his previous stock to top it up first.

 “Great!” Fred said excitedly, “Are they all free?”

“Fire dragon blood is 50% off.” Kyle said.

“That’s enough.” George calculated carefully, “These are enough for us to use for a long time. I calculated that the price can be reduced to about two galleons.”

"Hmm... let's price it at seven galleons." Kyle thought for a while and said, "Increase the subsidy from the Ministry of Magic to five galleons."

"Huh?" Fred didn't understand. "Isn't this the same?"

"It's different." Kyle shook his head, "After all, the materials are provided by the Ministry of Magic, so they must be included."

George glanced at Kyle, curled his lips and said, "Fudge will be so happy that he jumps up."

Fred nodded in deep agreement, "Either you can be a senior assistant to the minister. It's not unreasonable."

"There is no way..." Kyle said calmly, "At this time, the prestige of the Ministry of Magic needs to be appropriately improved."

“Forget it, it’s the same no matter what.” Fred and George didn’t pay much attention to it, and immediately prepared to go back to their offices.

“Oh, by the way, there’s one more thing.” Kyle quickly stopped them, “You don’t need to worry about the work in the ministry recently, just concentrate on making those magic props.”

 “Okay!” The two waved their hands and left without looking back.

 After finishing all these things, Kyle finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned to his office.

 …

the next day.

 A purple booklet was delivered to every wizard with the help of the Owl Post Office.

"What's this?"

 At No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry, who was having breakfast, looked at the book in his hand and asked doubtfully.

"This is good stuff." Fred said mysteriously: "I didn't expect Kyle to finish it so quickly. I thought it would take several days."

 “Is this what Kyle did?” Mrs. Weasley walked in, also holding a booklet in her hand.

“Yes, Mom.” George said excitedly: “Come and take a look, there is a surprise inside.”

Mrs. Weasley looked at the book in her hand doubtfully.

 【Published with authorization from the Ministry of Magic】

  【Protect you and your family from black magic】

At present, an organization calling itself Death Eaters has appeared in the wizarding world. The following safety guidelines can help you better protect yourself and your family.

  1. Don’t leave home alone. When you go out, try to get back before dark.

  2. Ensure the safety around the house. If possible, it is best to deploy anti-Apparition spells.

  3. Master as many of the following spells as possible: Iron Armor Charm (see page 3 for spells and wand gestures), Disillusionment Charm (see page 6), Patronus Charm (see page 12)

  4. Underage children in the family need to master the appearance of followers.

 5. Wizards from Muggle families can apply to the Ministry of Magic to open a temporary floo network.

 …

 …

The book is not too thick, only about twenty pages. The first page is full of things that need attention, and the rest are basically detailed teachings on various magic spells.

"It's so comprehensive." Mrs. Weasley looked at the booklet over and over again. "The Ministry of Magic has done a good job this time. It seems that all possible factors have been included, and both wizarding and Muggle families have been taken into consideration."

"Hey, Fudge couldn't come up with such an idea. He would only say some stage words to tell everyone to be careful about Death Eaters." Moody next to him snorted, "I guess this must have been suggested by Kyle."

“Didn’t we tell you before?” George took a bite of the sandwich. “This was Kyle’s idea.”

"Professor Dumbledore was right to let him work in the Ministry of Magic." Tonks flipped through the book in her hand, "He can relieve us of a lot of work."

 “Stop talking about it now.” Fred urged: “Look quickly, there are surprises later.”

　　"What kind of surprise can this be?" Ron didn't take this seriously, but he still flipped through the pages.

 Until the penultimate page.

Another: Dementors are currently a serious threat to the safety of every wizard. Since the Patronus Charm is a profound spell, the use of magic props is also a good defense method.

If necessary, you can go to No. 37 Diagon Alley after July 11. The owner of Weasley's Joke Shop has reached an agreement with the Ministry of Magic to sell anti-dementor necklaces at cost. In addition, with magic scrolls Get another five galleons discount. "No. 37 Diagon Alley?" Ron thought carefully for a while, then suddenly jumped up and looked at Fred and George, "Wait, isn't that you..."

 “Yes, it’s the Weasley Joke Shop.” Fred said with a smile.

 George also took out a box, "The quantity is limited, first come, first served...but as our family, you have the right of first refusal."

"How much."

“Seven galleons,” Fred said, “but if you take the magic scroll, it’s two galleons.”

 “How much?” Kingsley, who had been silent for the whole time, suddenly raised his head and asked.

 As an Auror, no one knows the price of a magic item better than him.

 An ordinary jinx-proof hat costs more than ten galleons, let alone one that protects against dementors. If this is true, even seven galleons is quite cheap.

“Where is that magic scroll?” Ron asked doubtfully,

“If you are willing to move your noble fingers...” George glanced at him and said impatiently: “You will find it on the last page.”

Ron's face turned a little red, and Harry beside him calmly turned another page.

Sure enough, on the last page of the booklet, there was a shiny piece of paper with a golden signature on it.

“Cornelius Oswald Fudge...that’s the minister’s signature,” Kingsley said softly.

 “Copy in pairs.” Moody took out his wand and clicked on it.

 The next second, the note immediately burst into flames and soon turned into a pile of ashes.

“Yes, there are at least five anti-counterfeiting charms on it.” He nodded, not at all upset about losing five galleons.

"Of course." Fred said with a smile, "Every one of these is money, so of course you have to be careful."

"I'll buy one." Kingsley tore off the note and handed it to Fred along with the two galleons.

 “Thank you for your patronage!” George took him a necklace from the box.

 Kingsley got the necklace, inspected it and then crushed it into pieces.

 A large hazy silvery white mist poured out from inside, filling the small kitchen.

 Everyone in it feels warm.

 “Yes, it is indeed the Patronus Charm.” Kingsley clicked his tongue in surprise.

Although he knew it was definitely not fake, after seeing it with his own eyes, he still felt a little incredible.

This is probably the only time that two galleons can buy a magic item with the Patronus Charm sealed inside.

"What a waste, Kingsley, Alastor and I have already verified it." Tonks said, but suddenly she thought of something.

“Hey, the necklace Alastor and I bought was not at this price. Are you trying to trick us on purpose?”

“Don’t be so rude!” Fred said seriously, “The Ministry of Magic didn’t cooperate with us at that time, so the price was normal.”

"I don't care!" Tonks said unreasonably, "You have to give me the money back."

 “Don’t even think about it!” Fred and George said seriously.

 Let's face it, the necklace for Tonks was made of materials they bought themselves, and the price would definitely not be as cheap as it is now.

"Then give me another one, please!" Tonks tore off the note and handed it over.

 “Thank you, two galleons.”

Tonks' expression paused, and she threw two gold coins angrily.

"Ah, I want one too." Harry quickly tore off the note.

 Ron next to him looked at him enviously. Although two galleons were already very cheap, he still couldn't afford it.

 “I want three.”

At this time, Bill walked in and put a pile of gold coins on the table. He looked at Ron and Ginny and said with a smile: "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and tear off your magic scroll."

Ron immediately became excited and almost tore the book in half because he was so excited.

 Not long after, the necklaces in the box were swept away.

 “Are you okay?” Bill looked at the necklace in his hand, then at Fred and George.

“I think there must be a lot of wizards who need this kind of necklace. The day after tomorrow is July 11th. Do you have enough in stock?”

“To be honest, it’s not enough.” Fred frowned: “Kyle only made this suggestion yesterday afternoon, and we didn’t have time to do much.”

"But it doesn't matter, we hired some help." George said, "Kyle definitely doesn't have time, and Connor also has to take the assessment of the Association of Extraordinary Pharmacists, so we invited Qiu and Hermione."

“They have agreed and will go to the second floor of Weasley’s Joke Shop at nine o’clock today.

“We have two days, we should be able to cope with it for a while.”

"Nine o'clock today?" Mrs. Weasley frowned, "But your work..."

"No problem, Mom," Fred said. "This is what we have to work with. Secretary Fudge agrees."

 Hearing Fudge's name, Mrs. Weasley said nothing more.

"If you don't mind, then let me help too. My grades in magic are not bad." Bill thought for a while and said, "Charlie's surveillance mission should be over soon. Call him up by then."

 “Of course I don’t mind!” Fred said happily.

An anti-dementor necklace is not particularly complicated, it is just that the materials are expensive, and it would be great if someone is willing to help.

 As for confidentiality...there is absolutely no need for it.

"I'll go too." Ginny raised her hand, "Although I may not be able to help much, there is still no problem in drawing runes. My score in ancient runes this year is "O", and I can also take advantage of this. It’s an opportunity to learn the practical application of magic text.”

 “Welcome, come together when the time comes.”

Harry and Ron looked at each other. If anyone in the family has the most leisure time now, it must be them...

They have always wanted to help, and now is a good opportunity. What's more important to Harry is that Fred just said that Qiu will come too.

Although he has gradually given up the idea of ​​competing with Cedric, what if a miracle happens...

 Harry's heart began to feel restless again.

 “We can help, too,” he said immediately.

 But this time Fred and George did not agree immediately, but looked at them suspiciously.

“Sorry, did you two also take the ancient runes course?”

"If I remember correctly, there doesn't seem to be one."

"Ancient runes?" Harry blinked and said hesitantly, "No, no."

 Ron also scratched his hair, showing a puzzled expression, "It's just to help, why do you need to learn ancient runes?"

At this moment, the originally bustling restaurant suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at them with strange eyes.

Mrs. Weasley lowered her head without saying a word, and finally made an excuse to leave the restaurant.

"Ah, it's okay." Fred forced a smile and patted the two of them, "No need to help. You can just play at home and enjoy your vacation."

 No matter how stupid they were, they understood what this meant and immediately blushed.

 “We can help with the cleaning,” Ron said.

"That's right." Harry nodded, "Or hand me something or something."

They have decided that no matter what they do, as long as they can follow them to Diagon Alley, otherwise, they will really be the only two idle people at home.

Even the younger Ginny is useful, but it's a bit embarrassing that they can't do anything.

"Well...I understand your good intentions." George considered his words and asked, "But our store clerks are three house elves. Do you think you need someone else to clean the house?"

 “Isn’t this a bit too contemptuous of them?”

 The two of them blushed even more.

They never expected that even if they couldn't compare to Ginny, now they couldn't even compare to the house elves.

Ginny sighed silently and turned her face to the side.

 (End of this chapter)