days at Hogwarts

Chapter 145 Make Money
Loren swallowed the food in his mouth and asked in surprise: "Grandpa Bates, did you go to college before you joined the army? You studied economics and finance? Can you adapt to the current economic market so quickly?"

The reckless grandpa I thought turned out to be an intelligent soldier.

Bates glanced up at him, seeming to know what he was thinking: "Our family used to run a farm for a living, and none of them went to college."

"Then why you...you—" Loren hesitated to speak.

"The son of one of my comrades-in-arms, he went to university with my sponsorship, and now works in HSBC. Signing a long-term lease agreement and exchanging long-term lease proceeds for cash is all done with his help."

"He suggested that I keep enough funds for living, and buy some long-term income funds for the rest, mainly real estate funds."

"I don't think he will lie to me." Bates told Loren everything without hiding anything.

Because all the money is for Loren, he is almost 80 years old, how much can an old man spend.

The house will be left to Loren, and the long-term income fund can reduce part of the inheritance tax while ensuring the income.This is all for Loren.

Loren nodded blankly, thinking that this is the reward of a good man, Grandpa Bates.

It is true that I have not been deceived. The global economy will enter a stage of rapid development in the future, and British real estate will continue to appreciate, especially as this country has just emerged from the economic downturn. Now it is at a low point and there is a lot of room for appreciation.

His mind began to search those distant memories, looking for details about economics, especially the details of making big money.

In the Christmas letter last year, he mentioned to Hermione that the British pound would depreciate sharply this year, and if he had enough principal plus bank leverage, regardless of the risks, he could earn enough money for wealth and freedom.

He needs to recall the specific details carefully.

Bates saw that the time was almost up, and he made an appointment to talk with the son of his comrade-in-arms before the opening of the bank.

"Just go to school and study, do what you want, and don't worry about money." After Bates finished speaking, he got up and entered the cloakroom to do today's styling.

Loren put the fried egg into his mouth absently, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed.

It should be around September this year, when the capital tycoon Soros left the market and sold a large number of pounds for shorting.

Wearing a satin suit and greasy hair, Bates came out of the cloakroom and wandered around the living room, doing some last work before heading out.

Although he has an extraordinary temperament, Loren always feels that such a Grandpa Bates is very awkward.

"Do you have to dress like this?" Loren couldn't help asking.

Bates didn't answer the question, but went straight out the door.

"I think Hermione will come today, treat her well!" Bates closed the door, and the voice came from outside.

While eating breakfast, Loren recalled what he knew about currency depreciation, thinking about how to follow the capitalists and earn a sum of money that would allow him to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

Ding!
Ding Ding!

The doorbell rang.

"Who is it?" Loren asked subconsciously on the way to get up to open the door, but immediately realized that it must be Hermione.

"It's me, Hermione." The girl's voice was crisp and clear not long after she got up early in the morning.

Hermione took the initiative to come over every day, and felt that she should also take the initiative once.Loren got up from the table and walked to the door.

He opens the door.

Hermione looked vibrant in a white knee-length dress, white socks and espadrilles.

"Good morning, Hermione!" Loren turned around and let Hermione into the house. "How about I go to your house to see you tomorrow?"

"Fine," Hermione replied, "as long as you don't sleep in for a while."

Loren felt that this was an offense to his personality, and retorted loudly: "I got up early today! I was just thinking about things after breakfast, and forgot to pack up."

"By the way, have you had breakfast, do you want me to make another one for you?" Loren asked as he tidied up the cutlery on the table.

Hermione quickly shook her head: "I've eaten, I've eaten."

Her heart is actually a bit complicated. She doesn't have to eat an extra breakfast today, which is in line with her thoughts yesterday.

But inexplicably, Hermione felt a little disappointed.

Loren turned on the faucet and started rinsing the dishes under the "buzzing" water flow. The cold tap water passed over the skin, which was very cool and comfortable.

Hermione stood at the door, looked around, but didn't see anyone else: "Where's Grandpa Bates? Has he gone out again?"

"He went to the bank to do business again." Loren put a plate on the counter, "Speaking of which, how was your investment in the building society last year?"

"According to the suggestion in your letter, I exchanged some foreign currency, half of the US dollar and half of the mark, and then deposited it in the bank." Hermione looked at Loren, who was washing the dishes, and felt that this kind of Loren had a unique attraction , which is different from the red mole between his eyebrows before.

"What do your parents think about this?" Loren began the second cleaning.

Hermione blinked and watched Loren repeat the previous round of actions: "My mother agrees with your point of view, that the pound will depreciate, but the government will maintain social stability, and the depreciation should not be large."

"It's not wrong to think so. Under normal circumstances, there will be no significant depreciation." Loren agreed. He can't force people to trust him when it comes to adult matters, not to mention that the Granger family is not short of money.

The normal situation will not depreciate, but in the near future, the situation will not be normal.A guy named Soros has his eye on the pound, has absorbed a batch of funds, and is preparing to short the pound, ambitious to bite off a piece of British meat.

This short-selling behavior will exacerbate the depreciation of the pound and make the British government lie down directly.

Loren put the cutlery back in the cupboard, closed the cupboard door, and shook Hermione's hand as he walked out of the kitchen.

"ah!"

Water droplets splashed on Hermione's face, and the cold stimulation made Hermione scream.

"Bad!" Hermione wiped her face, then slapped Loren's back hard, making a "bang" sound.

Loren grinned. Although he knew he would be beaten, he couldn't help but want to die.

Seeing that the little witch was about to get angry, Loren quickly changed the subject: "After sending you home last night, Principal Dumbledore came to my house."

Hermione stopped with her raised hand in the air, her eyes widening.

"Cure Grandpa Bates' werewolf disease. In the next few years, he won't have to worry about the full moon night." Loren took Hermione to the courtyard. According to the habit of the past few days, they should start practicing the Patronus Charm .

"Why didn't Headmaster Dumbledore drop by my house?"

Hermione couldn't help muttering, "Did you remind Headmaster Dumbledore that my house is next door to yours?"

"I told you, but the Ministry of Magic has urgent matters to deal with. Principal Dumbledore left immediately after treatment," Loren said.

"Obviously you are all Muggle-born wizards, but Principal Dumbledore has always liked you." Hermione looked at Loren resentfully. Fortunately, Professor McGonagall was fair and just, otherwise she would really be sour.

The little witch didn't know. She thought that Professor McGonagall, who was fair and just, decided to focus on taking care of Loren in the next semester since the final exam.

Loren felt that Dumbledore valued Harry, and they were just incidental, although Dumbledore was also very good to them...

He coughed: "Let's start practicing the spell."

Accompanied by the chanting of "Calling for Guardians", the silver light shone in the courtyard.

"Your Patronus Charm has solidified a lot, you can summon a physical Patronus before school starts."

"I really envy you, my Patronus Charm is still growing, and there is no sign of congealing."

Loren said flattering words while fishing leisurely.

Hermione tried her best to suppress the smile on the corner of her mouth, and said with a serious face, "Don't be lazy, practice the spell!"

"Okay, Professor Granger."

Loren glanced at Hermione quietly, and saw that her attention was no longer here, and tentatively said: "【Flashing Fluorescence】"

Bang!
If you die, you will be beaten, Loren grinned and rubbed his arms.

……

"Why don't you keep little Hermione for dinner?" Bates stood in front of the kitchen counter, slapping his palms on the steak as he seasoned the steak with spices and salt.

"She won't agree." Loren watched Bates' marinating process at the door of the kitchen, and reminded him aloud, "There is too much salt, the beef can't absorb so much salt during marinating, and the extra salt is wasted .”

In the past, Bates would not marinate the fried steak in advance. After watching Loren make it a few times, it was true that the taste was better after marinating, so he reluctantly added this step.

Bates didn't say a word. Although you are right, he didn't want to answer.

Throw the butter into the frying pan and wait for the oil to melt into a liquid. After the aroma of fat and milk comes out, Bates puts the steak in and fry it slowly.

Use a shovel to support each side to touch the bottom of the pot in turn. The high temperature and oil will first denature the protein on the edge and become hard to prevent the juice from seeping out.

He then alternates sides and waits for the heat to penetrate the steak to his desired degree of doneness.

Loren looked at it for a while, and then said: "I still think it's delicious to cut it into small slices or strips, and eat it with onions. It would be better with some rice."

Bates pretended not to hear, but still didn't speak, not wanting to talk to Loren at all.

He added a little more salt to the pot, and poked the center of the steak with a spatula to feel the softness and firmness.Thinking it was just right, he put it on a plate, Bates took out the fork and knife, and went out with them.

When passing by the door, Bates turned to look at Loren: "Your steak is still on the plate, you cook it yourself, how you want to do it."

Loren looked at him with an indescribable expression. He is 80 years old. As for...

Seeing Loren's blank look, Bates took a deep breath, feeling that the steak on the plate was even more fragrant.Ask you to keep giving opinions.

Bates sat down at the table and began to enjoy a delicious steak.

A few minutes later, Loren emerges with a well-done steak laced with rosemary and garlic.

Watching Loren cut a piece and put it in his mouth, although the juice is not enough and it doesn't look tender enough, why does it smell more fragrant and delicious?
Bates ate it sullenly, the beef and juice filled his mouth.

With the blessing of garlic and rosemary, the well-done steak is more attractive. Bates smelled it and felt that his steak was not fragrant.

Why does this person cook better for the same thing? Bates couldn't be more angry and said bitterly, "Next time you cook."

"It's me who cooks, you just want to cook today." Loren said.

Bates' knife scraped hard on the plate, making a creaking sound.

For the sake of the heart and brain of the 80-year-old man, Loren stopped mentioning the steak: "Grandpa Bates, how much money do you have now?"

Bates looked up at Loren: "Why do you ask this?"

"Because of some unexplainable reasons, I now know some financial changes, and the return on investment is very high." Loren felt that the way of eating and cutting into pieces was not suitable for him, so he began to cut the beef continuously, and then enjoy it after cutting.

While cutting, he explained to Bates, "The pound will depreciate in September. I'm not sure how much it will depreciate, but it will definitely depreciate significantly, so I ask you if you have any ideas to make money."

"Magic? Divination?" Bates asked tentatively.

"Yes, yes, you can't say. Magic is like this." Before Loren could answer, Bates made up the answer by himself.

"Just take it as a wizard's prophecy." Loren couldn't explain the rebirth time travel, and the prophecy was the best excuse.

"I can't imagine that the wizard's prophecy can predict these things." Bates sighed, and then asked curiously, "Can the prophecy see the lottery numbers?"

"Probably not." Loren raised his head and glanced at Grandpa Bates while cutting the meat. Your thinking is quite flexible.

"So are we making this money?"

Bates thought for a while, then replied: "I will consider what you say, but you don't need to participate in these things."

As a veteran, his cautious character was deeply rooted in his bones, and he didn't let Loren get into any trouble, even if it was just possible.

"Oh." Loren nodded obediently, regretting not being able to make waves with the capitalists.

Bates looked at Loren's still immature face, and felt a trance feeling in his heart. When he saw him for the first time, he was still a little bean, but now he is so big.

"Loren."

"Ok?"

Bates hesitated, but still asked, "What do you want to do when you grow up?"

"I still can't think of what to do specifically, probably returning to human society—" Loren paused for a while, "Enjoy life?"

Bates smiled, thinking that Loren hadn't planned for the future, and continued to ask: "What jobs do students who graduate from magic schools usually do?"

"It depends on the situation. The wizards of pure-blood families who have a family business will go home to inherit the family business. Others include fire dragon breeders, Quidditch players, Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, police officers, government personnel, and those who open magic supply stores. .” Loren picked up what he knew.

"How do these jobs pay?"

"Well..." Loren thought about what to say, "Most people can support a family."

Pure-blood families occupy a monopoly position to gain benefits, wizards with outstanding abilities can break through the blockade, and professors like Hogwarts can make money by virtue of their own abilities.

Under the constraints of the secrecy law and the blockade of the pure-blood family, the others can only eat and wait to die.

Bates nodded thoughtfully and stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)