Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

But Ivan refused.

Although they gave a lot, his dragons are precious! You are short of a few melons and dates.

But don’t be impatient, there will be other things in the future. Sooner or later, your money will become my money!

"It seems that your park is very successful." Old Deng flew to Ivan riding on a Deadly Nadder to talk to him.

Today is the weekend and everyone is free.

"That's right, this is quite a success!" Alvin was very satisfied.

In addition to tickets and snacks, there is also food to feed the dragons, as well as dragon riding and flying experience projects, each of which makes a lot of money!

"But can I discuss something with you?" Dumbledore asked carefully.

"Hey~ We are just friends, just tell me what's on your mind, why be so polite." Alvin waved his hand with a generous look.

"That is, in the third round of the game, can I borrow a few dragons from you to put in the level?"

"That's it. Fine, as long as we don't hurt them, it's fine. Which one do you want, Hot Pot Dragon, Lumberjack Dragon, or Earthquake Dragon?"

"No, it doesn't have to be that dangerous. Do you want to kill them? Just put in some three-star ones to make it more difficult for the warriors. It doesn't have to be that exaggerated."

Dumbledore immediately refused. He just wanted to make the game a difficult mode, not a hell mode.

"Okay, just let Grandpa Newt help you choose when the time comes. If you have nothing else, I'll go look somewhere else." As he said that, Ivan patted Tata and prepared to ride the Night Fury to fly somewhere else to take a look.

"Okay, remember to tell Fawkes to come back and see me, a lonely old man, when he has time." Dumbledore's resentful voice sounded behind Ivan.

"Ahem~ I'll tell it, but don't worry about it. It's spring after all, and Fox has been single for a long time, so it's normal for him to feel that a beautiful bird is pretty. It will be fine after a while. I'm leaving now~"

Alvin coughed a little awkwardly, made up an excuse and quickly ran away.

Dumbledore sighed helplessly.

Sometimes, I really can’t tell whether this kid is real or just pretending.

You say he is innocent and straightforward, but when he plays tricks on you, he seems to have tens of thousands of tricks up his sleeve.

You can say he is good at calculating, but when it comes to recklessness, even Gryffindor has to admit defeat.

Dumbledore felt confused when he thought of the book "Six Hundred Years of Alchemy" in the library.

Didn't he use that book to bribe this kid? Didn't he say that there were six volumes in the library and this volume was given to him? Why did he return it?

Finished it? No way! This kind of book can be used for research for a lifetime, how can you finish it so quickly? It's not a story book.

Dumbledore didn't quite understand Ivan's behavior.

Little did he know that Alvin had already copied a copy and didn't want to take his book, simply because he didn't want the favor from the White Devil.

This person is poisonous and cannot be tolerated.

As the sun sets in the west, it is time for Feilong Park to close, but the tourists are still reluctant to leave. They are fascinated by these dragons, which have obviously different personalities from the fire dragons, which are 5X-level dangerous animals.

So, when the wizards who had just walked out the door learned that the park was only open on weekends, they all refused to leave.

"Why! Why can I only watch it on weekends!"

“We can pay for the tickets, please let us see it every day!”

"You can only see these dragons on weekends! Oh, you know what this means for all you Fantastic Beast lovers out there!"

"It means you can only see dragons on weekends."

"Hey! Who are you from?"

Looking at the noisy crowd, Alvin suddenly felt overwhelmed.

This... and also brought people rushing to give him money? Although this is good, it is really impossible to open the park every day at the moment.

"Damn it! Everyone listen to me!" Alvin shouted.

(｀□′)╯“We don’t listen!”

“Ah???” (,,#?Д?) Alvin was stunned for a second.

"Calm down! It's not that I won't open the door, but haven't you noticed that all the staff here today are students!" Helplessly, Alvin used a loudspeaker spell and shouted to suppress the crowd.

When the tourists unwrapped their hands from covering their ears and took a closer look, they found that it was true. The people serving them in the park were actually students! They were even wearing school uniforms.

"Since the park is newly opened, we don't have suitable staff, so all positions will be temporarily filled by students from Hogwarts. Once our staff are trained, we will be able to welcome you 24 hours a day. Please don't worry! Let's talk about reason, okay!"

Ivan spoke slowly to make sure everyone could hear him.

"Ivan is going to be reasonable again, no way!"

"Oh my god, does he not want customers anymore? It's only the first day and he's trying to reason with customers!"

"Um... maybe you guys misunderstood, maybe he was being serious and reasonable this time?"

"Maybe, but I still can't forget the two-handed broadsword engraved with "truth"."

The students who came to help felt a chill in their spine when they heard Alvin talk about reasoning. That scene had been engraved in their memory forever.

Until now, they have never thought that "truth" can be used in this way!

Time always flies, and after a busy day, it is finally time for the students to receive their wages.

Yes, Alvin was not hired for free, he paid him a salary!

Chapter 344 Old Batty is dead~

The weather is very good today, but Alvin did not go out for a walk. Instead, he stayed in his small kitchen on the fourth floor.

Zizzi~

The wonderful sound of fat dripping on the charcoal fire, accompanied by the tempting aroma, stimulated Ivan's senses.

Sniff~~~

"Ah~ It smells so good." Alvin looked intoxicated.

The meat on the stove was already cooked. Alvin skillfully put the roasted pork chops into a plate, cut them into pieces, added side dishes, and served them on the dining table.

Fragrant barbecue~

Reese, Luna, Ginny, Draco, Rolf, and Neville had been waiting for a long time. When the tempting barbecue was served on the table, they all couldn't wait to pick up their chopsticks.

"Hiss~ It's so hot!"

"Slow down, no one's trying to snatch it from you. Goyle and the other two have been punished to clean the trophy display room. Why are you in such a hurry?" Pansy rolled her eyes at the impatient Draco, blew gently on the barbecue on the chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

"Yeah~ Brother's barbecue skills are really great!" After Reese took a bite of the meat, she did not forget to flatter Ivan.

"Of course. Your brother is the best griller in Hogwarts! Of course, elves don't count." Daphne picked out a delicious-looking piece for Astoria while chatting with Reese.

"What a pity! My sister said she wanted to compete with Cedric and the others again. She couldn't catch up with the delicious food. She lost the last competition and she was actually very unwilling to accept it because she had many skills that she hadn't used yet."

Gabrielle felt sorry for Fleur not being able to eat the delicious food, and stuffed a large piece of meat into her mouth with a look of regret.

"It's okay, I'll do it later."

Ivan smiled and picked up a piece of meat. He dipped the left side of the meat into the barbecue sauce and the right side into the dry ingredients. He put it in his mouth and began to chew it happily.

These are pigs sent from a farm in Siberia. The first batch of the most perfect pigs have been slaughtered, and the first one that has been processed was sent to Alvin.

It’s true, thanks to the research of several top students of potions and herbal medicine, this healthy wizard-style feed has made these cute little pigs plump, with the right amount of fat and lean, and the meat is fresh and delicious!

Slurp~（ˉ﹃ˉ）

Moreover, this feed is healthy, does not contain clenbuterol, and does not involve any technology or hard work!

Just when everyone was eating happily, Ron rushed in, followed by his little Rottweiler.

"No! Oh no!" Ron gasped.

"You scared me, what happened!" Draco pounded his chest. This damn guy scared him! He almost choked to death.

"Mr. Crouch is dead in the Forbidden Forest! Dumbledore has called all the tournament leaders and asked me to inform Ivan.

Huh? You are eating delicious food! "

Ron came back to his senses and smelled the aroma of barbecue in the air.

When they heard that someone was dead, and a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Magic, Draco and the others were so shocked that they forgot to speak.

On the other hand, Ivan calmly took a bite of meat, wiped his mouth, and stood up to go to the principal's office.

"Ivan, this... doesn't it have anything to do with that guy again?" Draco stopped Ivan and asked as he was about to leave.

He thought of what Ivan said when Potter was chosen by the Goblet of Fire, plus something wrong with the second game, and the fact that someone died again this time. Master Draco keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Who knows? But like I said before, there is definitely someone behind the scenes doing something bad, and maybe it's targeting Harry, and the others were just accidentally involved. Okay, don't think too much, just eat, I'll go see what's going on."

Ivan patted Ron on the shoulder and walked out alone, but his face was calm, but he began to think in his heart.

"Damn it, I forgot about it. I was so busy making money that I forgot about this! This little Barty is really crazy. He even killed his own father. Wouldn't a forgetfulness spell be enough?

Forget it, it's not my dad who died, why bother about it so much, Little Barty is still useful now, he can't be moved, wait for the socket spirit to revive, some things can only start after he revives."

After making some calculations in his mind, Alvin came to the principal's office. After reading the password to open the door, he heard a quarrel inside.

It was Dumbledore and Fudge, and by chance, Harry came over too.

"Someone has already died! And it was an official from the Ministry of Magic. We must take measures. We can be cautious, but we can't do nothing! You know who I mean!"

"I know, but this might have been done by someone close to me! I remember that Barty's body was found next to the carriage at Beauxbatons..."

"Wait gentlemen, I feel like your conversation is no longer private." Moody interrupted the two people's quarrel and took out his wand and pointed it at the door.

But before he could use magic to open the door, Ivan pushed the door open and took Harry in.

"Is there anything I shouldn't know?" Alvin raised his eyebrows and said in a playful manner.

Fudge didn't look very happy when he saw Ivan, but he still pretended to greet him and then asked about Harry.

After Alvin came in, he circled around Moody and looked at him for a few times, making Moody feel uncomfortable.

"What's the matter, kid?" Moody asked vigilantly.

"Nothing, I just wanted to see your body shape, Professor. I want to make you a new prosthesis, and make sure it feels exactly like your original body. By the way, it's really my fault that I didn't notice this problem until after so long.

But don't worry, my alchemy level is well-known in Hogwarts, you can trust me, if you don't believe me, just ask the headmaster."