Because there were so many people hanging outside, the Ravenclaw common room was not as busy as usual today.

When Grete came in, Penelo was sitting on a sofa reading a book.

"It must be you." Penello came up and said quietly.

Gretel glanced around, then nodded without any trace.

“We need manpower, and the two of us alone cannot satisfy the market.

Fu~ Oh, the mysterious man, he knows our research process very well. If the product is launched into the market and sees its prospects, he will definitely not let this opportunity pass by.

We need a group of people who share the same goals with us.

Not only our Ravenclaw, but also the other three houses, I will also select suitable people to join us.

Only with enough manpower can our production keep up and my plan can be carried out."

Penello understood that Grete had nothing to hide from her.

Because of their unbreakable vows, the two of them can be said to be naturally on the same front.

Not to mention, she had already been impressed by Grete's charisma as early as last school year.

"Let me tell you, Eagle Ring wouldn't ask so many questions about Muggles before. I guess it was you who did it."

Grete smiled, "We have been wizards for so long that many of us have forgotten that we are still human beings first.

What is the difference between Muggles and wizards? The distinction is very clear.

So many people naturally isolate themselves from Muggles.

Muggles are no longer afraid of wizards, otherwise they wouldn't have driven us into such desolate mountains and ridges.

If wizards continue to act like this, they will one day disappear from history.

What I don’t want is much, just that I can walk in the world openly.”

Penello shook his hair, "I don't think there will be too many people, just like you told me.

We Ravenclaws are actually the most arrogant group of people in Hogwarts.

Even more arrogant than the Slytherins.

Slytherin's arrogance comes from the blood and identity of their ancestors.

Ravenclaw's arrogance comes from our knowledge. It is an arrogance that is deeper than bloodline identity and is deep in our bones.

Rather than looking for it in Ravenclaw, it would be better to look for it in Hufflepuff, I think they are more accepting of your ideas."

Before coming into contact with Gretel, Penelo had never thought about it this way.

But the deeper she got to know Gretel, the more she felt it was wrong.

Ravenclaw, quite a few people don't even look down on wizards of the same kind.

Eagle Ring asked who appeared first, wizards or Muggles.

It seems like a simple question, but it filters out two different views.

What Gretel needs is just a group of wizards who recognize his human identity.

In fact, no matter how they answer, Eagle Ring will let them in.

Just like most first-year wizards, no matter what they answered, they have now returned to their dormitories happily.

For those who are shut out, it is not the eagle ring that shuts them out, but their cognition.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. Let's talk about the store first. I can't explain it clearly in the letter. I need to understand the situation in person."

Grete waved his hand, recruiting people is not something that can be done overnight.

No matter what kind of business it is, the most important thing in the early stages is to choose the right people to work with.

So even if time is tight, he has to take his time to look for it.

"Are the housing prices in Diagon Alley so expensive? You can't even rent a shop for eight thousand galleons?"

"Rent?" Penello's eyes widened with disbelief.

Gretel looked at her doubtfully, "Is there any problem? No matter what the project is, there is no way to buy an office building as soon as it comes up. Is it difficult to buy it without renting it?"

He realized in an instant, "So your letter doesn't mean that you can't rent, but that you can't buy?"

He remembered that in the original world line, the Weasley twins opened a joke shop, and their start-up capital definitely did not amount to 8,000, or even half of it.

When he received Penello's letter, he thought the rental price in Diagon Alley would plummet in a few years.

"No one rents a shop and sends eight thousand galleons all at once. Whether it's me or my father, I thought you wanted to buy a shop there and use it as your headquarters."

Penello said helplessly.

After working on it for a long time, it turned out that this was an error.

——

The first class of the new semester is Gilderoy Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

What is different from last semester is that this semester’s Defense Against the Dark Arts class is taught with the Hufflepuff badgers.

The same goes for the Herbology class, where the classmate also changed from Slytherin to Hufflepuff.

Grete feels that this should be to reconcile the relationship between the four major colleges.

In order to prevent some people from recognizing people from other houses on the same level as themselves until they graduate from Hogwarts.

In the third grade, after everyone has chosen their own courses, it is not that easy to bring everyone from the two colleges together to take classes together.

How can I put it, it is much more interesting to have lessons with the little badgers of Hufflepuff than with the little snakes of Slytherin.

At least, I don't have to see the proud eyes of the pure-blood snakes while waiting before class.

"Gretel, try this. I made it myself in the Hogwarts kitchen."

Hannah came close to Grete and gave him a piece of candy that was full of elasticity and covered with crystal liquid inside.

If gummy candies are considered sugar.

Perhaps it was the correspondence over the past few days that made the two of them familiar, and Hannah obviously regarded him as a friend.

Faced with Hannah's sharing, Gretel did not refuse.

It has a very good taste. The elastic part tastes like purified juice, but it is not greasy, but extremely refreshing.

Until, a pungent taste ran down the nose and went straight to the forehead.

Gudong~

It should be said that she is indeed the future landlady of the Leaky Cauldron. She was only in her second year and she openly brought liquor to Hogwarts.

After politely declining Hannah's offer to feed him again, Gretel summoned spring water to cool his face.

Unfortunately it's of no use.

——

Lockhart came out of the classroom coquettishly and walked in with a waltz-like dance step, his green robes fluttering in the wind behind him.

It caused many students to exclaim. As the author of the best-selling book in Great Britain, he has such charm.

It can be said that in this Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, everyone except Gretel, an insider, is his fan.

But luckily Grete was already drunk, otherwise he would not have been able to conceal the disgust in his eyes.

However, unfortunately, Gretel obviously did not sleep well after being drunk. When he was lying on the table and sleeping, he even made a lot of noises.

How could Lockhart, who considered himself the most attractive man in Britain, allow someone to fall asleep in his first class?

He walked over quickly, and while he was fierce, he did not forget to show his eight shining teeth.

Walking to the table, Lockhart took out his wand and tapped the table arrogantly.

"Students, I believe you all know that as an internationally renowned writer, I have received the Order of Merlin Level 3, am an honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts Alliance, and have won the "Wizard Weekly" Most Charming Smile Award five times.

Do you know how I did it?

That's because when I was a student at Hogwarts, I never fell asleep in any professor's class.

The same goes for Professor Binns’ History of Magic class~"

His words resonated with many young wizards, and bursts of laughter erupted in the classroom. Professor Binns' History of Magic had a hypnotic effect comparable to water of life and death.

"Ravenclaw's pursuit of knowledge never ends, and I have always been so strict with myself.

Sir, please stand up and explain why you sleep in class.

Unexpectedly, this classmate and I are still in the same college, so we are not allowed to make this kind of mistake."

When Lockhart didn't notice Gretel, Terry kept poking Gretel under the table, trying to wake him up from his sleep.

But it obviously has no effect.

Hannah, who was sitting not far from Gretel, didn't dare to say a word and almost stuffed her head into the desk drawer.

Even her favorite Professor Gilderoy Lockhart couldn't attract her attention.
To be continued...