The Wind and the Wings of Hogwarts

"there has never been!"

He used the famous Chocolate Frog as an example to try to prove that his income was legitimate and inviolable.

At the same time, he also wanted to prove his noble character.

"And I am clearly far more noble than them!"

"I didn't print your photo on the products without your permission! I even asked for your opinion!"

“Really? But I didn’t agree.” Scott looked at him suspiciously. “I find it hard to believe you’d really give up.”

He's not at Hogwarts anymore, so who knows if Eddie will try to pull another trick.

Sure enough, Eddie gave an awkward laugh in response to Scott's skepticism.

"If I use your photos, I will definitely give you a generous share of the profits."

He stretched out his right hand and rubbed his thumb and forefinger together.

Very good, as expected of Eddie, daring to fish money out of a frying pan.

Indeed, capital comes into the world dripping with blood and filth from every pore.

"How about this, let's try another approach."

Scott immediately changed his approach.

Since he couldn't stop Eddie from being completely corrupted by money, he decided to get involved himself, so as to avoid embarrassing himself and prevent his friend from being corrupted too much.

"How so?" Eddie's eyes lit up.

Clearly, although he was willing to take risks for money, he was still afraid that Scott would come after him when he returned.

"Photos are not allowed."

Scott stated his bottom line.

Eddie looked disappointed. "Then?"

“Use portraits,” Scott said. “Cartoon style, of course.”

He wanted a style that was very different from the real thing, so that it wouldn't be awkward.

“Disney?” Eddie asked.

Scott nodded casually.

Whether it's Disney style or Japanese chibi style, keep it away from real people.

“I will provide you with portraits, all three of the warriors,” he told Eddie, “but on one condition.”

"What are the conditions?" Eddie asked, intrigued.

Scott said, "It's forbidden to use real photos, and it's forbidden to tell anyone that I drew it."

Eddie thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

But he also made a request: "Draw more, from different angles and with different poses."

“No problem. I’ll be in charge of the character design, and you’ll be in charge of the costs, production, and sales. I want 75% of the net profit.”

"What? I can only give you 50% at most!"

"I've sold my fame, image, and talent; I have to give it 70%!"

"Impossible. I've spent time and money, and I've also expended mental and physical energy. I can only give you 55% at most!"

"65%, no less!"

"60%, that's the highest we can go!"

"make a deal!"

Scott made the final decision.

"...Tch, deal!"

Eddie was still somewhat reluctant.

Scott smiled with satisfaction. "Very good, then it's decided."

Eddie nodded, then his eyes darted around as if he had thought of something.

"By the way, Scott, everyone is envious of the singing forest fairy you gave Luna for her birthday."

"Let them be envious."

Scott didn't continue the conversation.

"Goodbye."

He was about to hang up.

"Wait!" Eddie exclaimed quickly, "The toys you make with Transformation can also be sold as merchandise!"

"Of course I know, but I don't want to sell."

Scott hung up the call immediately.

"Oh……"

Fred drawled out the sound.

"Don't want to sell? So, Luna is special to you?"

Scott said, "Selling Transfiguration artifacts is not a good idea, especially making toys like the Forest Fairy."

"How to say?"

"If I use ordinary materials, it will only last a short time. If I use special materials, the cost will be high, and the selling price will be even higher. Who would buy it then?"

"There are quite a few wealthy people in the wizarding world. Old Malfoy even bought flying brooms for the entire Slytherin team!"

“That’s in the past. If you remember, old Malfoy is now on the wizarding world’s wanted list because of the Azkaban breakout.”

Many Death Eaters from pure-blood families had their names recorded by Madam Burns because of that incident, and many were even imprisoned in Azkaban.

Although Voldemort later rescued them, their current situation is far from good.

Since Voldemort has not shown his face since last summer, the Death Eaters are now forced to hide from the Ministry of Magic.

Some of them have been captured again and imprisoned in Azkaban.

"Oh, they deserved it."

Fred also remembered the current situation.

Just then, Cedric walked over and joined their conversation.

"Did you know that the Dementors who used to gather in Azkaban have all been banished? Because they betrayed the Ministry of Magic and sided with the Mysterious One."

He told Scott and Fred.

“My father wrote to me saying that Minister Burns is planning to change the way Azkaban operates.”

“Who’s guarding that place now?” Scott asked.

The "eyes" he left in Azkaban last summer had long since failed and were no longer able to monitor the situation there.

“Now it’s the Ministry of Magic’s Aurors,” Cedric said, “but the Ministry of Magic is short-staffed, and Minister Burns is actively seeking change.”

Scott frowned. "Are you planning to expand the Auror ranks? That's not a good idea. Every Auror must undergo the most rigorous training and assessment before they can take up their posts."

Cedric shook his head.

"As you know, my father works in the Department of Magical Creatures Control at the Ministry of Magic."

"At the suggestion of Minister Burns, they have made contact with a group of merfolk living in the North Sea."

"They are negotiating; the Ministry of Magic plans to hire merfolk to guard the waters around Azkaban."

“Mermaids? I think that’s a terrible choice!” Fred’s eyes widened. “Everyone knows those guys can only live in water, unlike Dementors which can fly!”

Cedric explained, "In Minister Burns' plan, the mermaid would only be responsible for guarding the waters. In addition, she plans to hire two fire dragons, as well as several experts to train them."

"Oh……"

Fred opened his mouth wide.

“I don’t want to hear that Charlie has become a guard in Azkaban, because then our family will have three civil servants! That would suffocate me!”

“Three?” Scott asked in surprise.

Fred curled his lip.

"It's Percy! He's already joined the Ministry of Magic, working in the Department of International Magical Cooperation. Mom is overjoyed! Oh, I can already picture Percy's smug face..."

Scott was not surprised by this.

Getting a job at the Ministry of Magic had always been Percy's goal, and his achievements at Hogwarts were outstanding.

The previous failure was also due to the turbulent times.

Scott ignored Fred's complaints and began to think about Ms. Burns' plans to transform Azkaban.

Mermaid?

Fire dragon?

Scott thought Ms. Burns' idea was good, but would it really work?

That setup should be barely enough to deal with ordinary wizards, but Voldemort is an exception.

Azkaban was like Voldemort's backyard, a place he could come and go as he pleased, unless Dumbledore was always there.

and……

"Do you know where all those Dementors have gone?" he asked Cedric.

Cedric shook his head. "I don't know. My father didn't mention it in the letter."

“Hopefully they can handle it well,” Scott said.

Otherwise, a large horde of untamed Dementors would roam freely, like a moving natural disaster, and who knows how many wizards and Muggles would be killed.

Two days later, Scott received feedback on the mission from Rimbaud.

It led its flock of crows to lay Scott's "eyes" throughout Edinburgh Castle, a process that took two nights.