This Hogwarts isn't normal.

On Saturday,

Most merchants in the British magical world temporarily forgot the potential dangers of the Death Eaters and gathered at the luxurious stage temporarily built in the central area of Diagon Alley.

Wayne Enterprises is now considered a well-known multinational corporation, so the scale of the GG bidding event is naturally not a makeshift affair.

Starting from Ollivander's Wand Shop in the south, dozens of long banners stretched all the way to the street opposite Gringotts in the north.

The banners were red, with mysterious golden alchemical formulas painted on them, and the edges were filled with profound and complex geometric characters.

Some merchants who had a slight understanding of magical runes could recognize that the geometric characters were newly created runes, but it was difficult to interpret the information within the characters.

"What a grand scene!" Devlin Whitehorn, the founder of Nimbus Racing Broom Company, shifted his gaze away from the banners.

His exclamation caused the young man beside him to curl his lips in disdain.

"Grandpa, our Nimbus sales haven't declined this year, so why do we have to secure the GG for the Triwizard Tournament?"

Whitehorn quietly gazed at his grandson's face full of incomprehension, "Theo, what do you think of the Firebolt's performance?"

The young man named Theo's eyes lit up, "Incredible! I dare say it's the most top-notch flying broom currently!"

Whitehorn chuckled softly and slowly walked towards the direction the banners extended, "Then, what about Wayne Enterprises' flying boots?"

Theo, who was beside him, frowned, "Grandpa, I have doubts about the performance this thing has currently displayed. Although many people claim it played a key role in the World Cup attack, I still don't believe it will replace flying brooms.

Even if its performance is really that perverted, I think its cost should be much more expensive than the Firebolt."

The prices of any alchemy-related products in the magical world are often unacceptable to ordinary wizards.

"Is that so?" Whitehorn noticed the entanglement on Theo's face and already knew his true thoughts.

From Quidditch cards to alchemical products, Wayne Enterprises' products all follow a people-friendly route, and their prices generally do not exceed the wages of ordinary wizards for two weeks.

It's hard to say for magical appliances, mainly depending on whether various brands adopt a universal solution.

But even if the highest specification configuration is selected, the cost of a television with magical projection will not exceed 100 Galleons, which ordinary wizarding families can completely afford.

And Wayne Enterprises has not officially announced it to the public, but the magical communicator, which has been completely exposed, should focus on portability. If Whitehorn guessed correctly, its price should also be quite affordable.

So, what about the flying boots that seem to have better performance and are even safer than flying brooms?

"We're here."

Whitehorn's voice awakened Theo, who was deep in thought.

The two of them looked ahead, where there was a beautiful open-air venue.

The bustling central area of Diagon Alley had actually turned into a forest secret realm full of strange plants.

Under each towering tree was a set of white tables and chairs, and golden characters floated above each seat, writing the names of various magical shops such as "Twilfitt and Tattings" and "Honeydukes Sweetshop", as well as individuals such as Sirius Black and Mr. Borgin.

Theo reached out to touch a charming Chidori grass in front of him, his fingertip swiping towards the blue bird-shaped petals, passing through the middle of the petals.

"It's actually an illusion created by magical projection!"

He went around to the other side of the Chidori grass and found that the entire plant was not only three-dimensional, but even the tiny fluff on the roots was so realistic that it was unbelievable.

Whitehorn was also slightly surprised.

In just a few months, the effect of magical projection has been greatly upgraded.

It is said that all of Wayne Enterprises' research and development projects are personally completed by their boss. If the news is accurate, this legendary alchemist's apprentice is probably far better than those so-called alchemy masters.

Once their flying boots are officially launched, all flying broom companies will face a crisis of survival.

"Alas, I'm old... I'm old..." Whitehorn sighed sadly.

In 1967, he founded Nimbus Racing Broom Company.

The establishment of Nimbus caused a great sensation in the racing broom market at that time. The first product, Nimbus 1000, used a revolutionary design, with a top speed of 100 miles per hour and the ability to perform 360-degree turns in the air.

It combined the safety of the Oakshaft 79 and the easy handling of the Cleansweep series, and quickly became the first choice for professional Quidditch teams.

Subsequently, various models of Nimbus brooms have also been dominating the market, eventually catching up with Cleansweep and Comet as a latecomer, and being known as the "Big Three" in the broom industry along with them.

The launch of the Firebolt last year did not actually bring much impact to the broom industry.

Handmade means that this broom can only be used for high-end competitions, and most ordinary events will still choose the products of the Big Three.

However, flying boots are completely different.

Although Quidditch is a flying broom competition, brooms need to be held and require a lot of training. Even professional players face a high risk of falling.

"Grandpa, our seats are over there!"

His grandson Theo's voice made the sadness on Whitehorn's face disappear immediately.

The broom industry will not disappear, but the entire market will continue to shrink.

With the help of the Triwizard Tournament's popularity, it should be possible to slightly delay the decline of Nimbus.

Not long after Whitehorn and Theo sat down in their seats, the heads of Cleansweep and Comet also entered the venue one after another.

The expressions of the two were complicated, and they were probably also worried about the future of the broom industry.

As time passed, only a few of the white-gold tables and chairs in the venue were empty.

At 9:55 a.m., Lucius, with Mrs. Zabini and others, strode into the venue aggressively.

The Big Three of flying brooms all wore bitter faces at the same time.

With the presence of the financially strong Nobilis brand, it was impossible to win the GG position during prime time.

Settle for second best, the "garbage" time before the game starts is also quite good.

Lucius and their high-profile appearance made everyone in the venue have to pay attention.

Smaller shops, such as Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor and Potage's Cauldron Shop, no longer held any hope.

At 10 o'clock, Vincent, wearing a suit, walked into the venue with Sirius, Old Shafiq, and others, chatting and laughing.

As the absolute protagonist of this GG bidding event, everyone watched Vincent step by step towards the center of the venue.

Strange plants made way for him, revealing a section of white marble floor that had been covered.

Four long black lines extended from the top of the floor, forming the letter "W".

Vincent walked to the center of the venue, and the marble floor under his feet began to rise slowly.

He glanced at the packed white-gold tables and chairs, "Sorry for the wait, Wayne Enterprises' first GG bidding event officially begins."

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