The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 311 Krum's Wisdom, Overestimating Human Nature

Some people say that everything in the world is relative.

Black and white, good and evil, even noise and tranquility, are always in opposition to each other, yet they are also in a state of harmonious unity.

And that is indeed the case; in the noisy auditorium, there are always a few quiet spots.

The Slytherin table.

After Krom sat down next to Ino, he was surprised to find that none of the people who had been chasing after him for autographs were there anymore.

Of course, he also knew that this was not because his fame had declined, but because many people were unwilling to come up with him at this time.

This situation has also occurred at Durmstrang, especially after the Quidditch World Cup ended this year, when the alma mater also experienced a wave of popularity after the start of the new school year.

This admiration is also based on reason; as long as the professor is present, everyone tacitly agrees not to disturb him.

Thinking of this, Krum discreetly observed the young man beside him. Although he was only wearing an ordinary plain-colored formal robe, it looked like a tailor-made evening gown on him.

Short black hair, dark green collar, a calm demeanor with an air of mystery.

After noticing Krum's gaze, Ino turned her head slightly:

"If we're just chatting, I think it's about time, since we have class tomorrow."

After their conversation, he knew very well that Krom had some kind of purpose, but since the other party remained silent, he didn't want to waste any more time.

Meanwhile, seeing that Ino was about to get up and leave, Krum stopped beating around the bush and said directly:

"It's about video mirrors! I want to bring them to Durmstrang..."

As a professional Quidditch Seeker, Krum was well aware of the dangers of the profession and the short career span. Therefore, before graduating, he always had to take advantage of his fame to plan for himself ten years from now.

"You should talk to the person in charge about this, not me!"

Upon hearing that it was about film and television mirrors, Ino waved her hand and decisively refused.

Although the property belongs to him and he is the major shareholder, once a board of directors is established, there are some things he cannot do arbitrarily; rules are rules.

"I know that. I've written many letters, but I've never received a response. I don't expect any special privileges; I just lack an opportunity to meet with Mr. Flint..."

Seeing that he was being misunderstood, Krum disregarded the language barrier and quickly explained his thoughts and the general course of events.

"No response?" Ino frowned slightly.

Amidst a long string of broken English, he accurately grasped the key points.

Logically speaking, given Krum's fame, especially after his brilliant performance in Quidditch, his letters shouldn't have been lost without a trace.

It's like a top Muggle soccer star making an endorsement request to a luxury goods company; even if the company doesn't intend to hire a spokesperson, it will politely decline.

In just a few seconds, Ino considered many possibilities, but without any evidence, he couldn't say much.

"Thank you! I understand. I'll give you a proper answer before Halloween."

There was no unnecessary delay.

After Krum said goodbye, Ino stood up and walked out of the auditorium.

They paused briefly as they passed Draco, who then chose to leave with them.

……

To be honest, in such a large auditorium, having one more or two fewer people is perfectly normal.

Of course, this is on the premise that the person leaving is insignificant or unremarkable.

Ino and Krum are sitting together; this is no longer a one plus one effect.

To be honest, setting aside Ireland's team achievements, only those two individuals truly made their mark at the 422nd Quidditch World Cup.

Therefore, although no one dared to interrupt their conversation, the focus remained on them.

Eno's departure was noticed by many, including the Gryffindor table, the Ravenclaw table, and even Beauxbatons...

Of course, the little badgers continued to eat, drink, and be happy.

……

The castle's underground.

People had gathered in the Great Hall, making the quiet corridor seem somewhat cold, but it was the only passageway to the Slytherin common room.

Draco silently followed behind Ino. Although he didn't know what had happened, he knew it couldn't be anything pleasant, and remaining silent was the only shrewd option at the moment.

In this quiet atmosphere, we soon arrived at the entrance to the common lounge.

After the password was verified, the passageway opened in the middle of the wall.

I walked all the way back to my dorm.

"Draco, have you been following up on the matter of the video-visual mirror?"

After sitting down, Ino got straight to the point and asked.

Actually, he had considered this matter on the way here. It was highly likely that it had nothing to do with the Malfoy family. Even if Draco did something stupid, Lucius would stop him immediately.

"A video mirror?" Draco was taken aback upon hearing this.

But he quickly realized that something must have gone wrong somewhere. This was no small matter, and without hesitation, he immediately spoke up:

"I didn't oversee their operations. I just invested 10,000 Galleons and provided a 900-square-foot shop in Diagon Alley. Other than that, I didn't pay much attention to anything else. And..."

A barrage of information, including bonuses and gossip, followed by Draco revealing everything he knew.

Ino sat calmly in his chair, relieved that Draco didn't seem to be lying.

"Write a letter to Marcus and tell him to gather everyone involved in operations. We need to have a meeting next weekend! Of course, those who only receive profit sharing are also welcome to attend."

"I'll go write it right away." Draco nodded calmly, then asked after a moment, "Where? The shop in Diagon Alley, or Malfoy Manor?"

"Let's put it in the Diagon Alley shop. It's not a banquet this time, so we don't need too much space!"

After a moment's thought, Ino still chose Diagon Alley; some things can't always be left to someone else.

This incident also reminded him that perhaps it was time to buy a manor. Although it might cost a lot, money was the last thing he needed right now.

He had taken the time to visit Gringotts to make it easier to receive dividends, but after opening his own vault, he never bothered with it again.

Although it's unclear exactly how much money it will have now, it's likely to be substantial.

……

After finishing our business, the dormitory became quiet.

Draco was hunched over his desk, writing a letter while also thinking about his conversation with his father before the start of the school year.

"Gallon possesses magic, but as the heir to the Malfoy family, the first thing he must learn is to resist greed..."

His father's words still echoed in his ears. At the time, he didn't think much of it, but now it seemed that Galon really did have magic.

(End of this chapter)