Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Chapter 268 Others squeeze into the car while I stroll

The rest of August was filled with concerns about the safety of the wizarding community.

According to the Daily Prophet, people's Howler letters have flooded the Ministry of Magic. They posted a picture saying that a department in the Ministry of Magic had to close down due to the explosion of Howler letters because it did not have time to open all the Howlers, and the employees had to move to other departments to continue working.

The photos were full of charred marks left by the explosion of the Howling Letter, tables and chairs that were blown to pieces, and flying documents.

"Haha~"

"Master, why are you laughing?" the dean asked in a joking manner.

"Dean, look how brave the wizards are!"

"Yes," the dean confirmed while practicing Kung Fu Tea, "It is true that many people have written to the Ministry of Magic to hold them accountable, but your laughter just now didn't sound like you were praising them?"

"Did you hear that?

Yes, even though these people seem to be very concerned about their own safety, when the magic world really needs them, these guys will shrink faster than anyone else."

The dean sighed softly, "People tend to act like saints, as long as it doesn't involve them and they don't have to make any effort!"

"Wow? Dean, you've made great progress recently!"

"Thank you for the philosophy books you taught me!"

Sainz decided that he must be more careful when creating assistants next time. Before he knew it, there were already two "pretenders" in the yard. Having Henian was enough before, and now the dean is also showing this tendency!

"Speaking of which, why didn't I see this handsome guy He Nian today?"

"Master, he has been studying perfume making these days."

"What the hell?

Perfume? What kind of fragrance?"

"Master, Henian feels that the incense on the market is too bland and affects his mood for playing the piano. He decided to make his own incense to match different songs."

Sainz felt embarrassed. Damn, the word "pretentious" is not enough to describe him. Is this a direct way of describing him?

He couldn't help but complain, "Perfumery? Did he consider firing porcelain?

Different incense should be matched with different incense burners? "

The dean said admiringly: "Master, you know us better. He did say this. He will start the kiln after he makes satisfactory incense."

Oh my god, is it true?

"Open a kiln? Where did he put the kiln? How come I don't know? ... Hey? ... Who bought the kiln for him?"

"Master, the stove has not been purchased yet."

"Oh, I mean, why didn't I know that?

"What about the incense? When did you buy it?"

"The materials for making incense are not purchased from outside. One time, Miss Conti said that you had a lot of discarded materials that needed to be processed by the dog, so Henian asked her to bring back some of each."

"He gave it to Conte as soon as he said it?"

"At first, Miss Conti disagreed. She said that you, the head of the family, said that they should all be destroyed."

"Why did you give it to him later?"

"He Nian said that once he succeeds in making incense, it will definitely be far superior to all the incense on the market. Then he can mass-produce and sell it, which will bring considerable profits to the family."

"..."

It has been confirmed that it was indeed made by Sai himself, and the skill of drawing cakes has been passed down from him.

"Hey... it's really hard for him. He's still thinking about making money for his family!"

"It's all because of the knowledge you gave me!"

Why does this sound like déjà vu? My goodness, Dean, you are such a tough guy, but you have learned to flatter me.

No wonder there were so few incompetent emperors in ancient times. This kind of flattery sounds better than the unpleasant but honest advice!

Sainz spent August surrounded by adulation.

Before he knew it, it was already September 1st, and he took the Knight Bus to Diagon Alley as usual.

I walked through the crowded crowd, tasted an ice cream of unknown flavor, visited a few shops, and then went to the Tuofan Clothing Store on the south side to buy some more mature clothes.

There are traditional wizard robes, more modern wizarding garb, and "camouflage suits" that closely resemble Muggle suits.

While other young wizards of the same generation were going to Platform Nine and Three Quarters to catch the train, he was strolling leisurely on the street.

Wizards who have experienced graduation can probably understand the contradictory psychology, which is both the joy of ending school life and the reluctance to leave campus life.

This mentality is very similar to returning to your alma mater to stroll around after graduation, and any scenery you see can bring back memories.

Sainz even had an urge to go to the platform to send a few of his friends to school, but he finally suppressed this bad habit.

It was finally past eleven o'clock, the Hogwarts Express had already departed, and Sainz also took the Knight Bus back to Hogsmeade.

"Sainz, you seem to have missed your train?" Knight Bus conductor Stan Shunpike said worriedly.

"Thank you Stan, but I don't have to go to school anymore!"

"Oh, sorry, Sainz, my memory must be wrong, I actually thought you haven't graduated yet," Stan said self-deprecatingly, and then said: "Congratulations, happy graduation!"

Sainz smiled and didn't respond. He didn't graduate, but he wasn't expelled either. He changed the subject and asked, "What do you think of my pastries?"

Stan glanced at Mr. Plan, who was concentrating on driving. "Very good! Sainz! Your chef should be rewarded!"

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment!"

"No way!" Stan said in shock, "Did you make all those delicacies yourself?"

Sainz shook his shoulders and said, "It's just a small achievement. To be honest, don't worry about my face. I want to hear the real evaluation."

"No need to say, Sainz, please believe me, this is not a compliment!"

"So, do you think there would be a market for it if it were to be sold?"

"It will definitely be a big hit, Sainz, and both of us will be the most loyal customers!"

Stan shook his head nervously, even more excited than Bissien himself, "Are you going to open a store? Are you really going to open a store?"

"The idea is indeed there."

"That's great. I'm really looking forward to opening a shop... You must open it in Diagon Alley... This is the most prosperous wizarding commercial street in the UK... You must let more people taste your pastries. This is really good news.

You don’t know, I have a distant cousin who has been thinking about it since she ate it last time. You know, she is a little French witch! ”

"Haha, it's such an honor!"

As they were talking, they arrived at Hogsmeade. Sainz got out of the car and strolled through the streets of the only purely wizarding village in Britain.

There aren't that many shops in Hogsmeade, and even fewer food shops. The only one is Honeydukes candy store, and the only other things that are remotely related are two bars and a teahouse.

There is not a single shop that specializes in selling cakes and food.

Opening a food store here should be able to support a family as long as it's not too outrageous.