I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - Chapter 411

c406 It’s time to let Tom go

The days are like rosary beads, passing by one day after another, forming weeks and months.

And the passing years are like a silent painter, describing the past time with endless colors.

Mid June.

It has been almost a month since Ian came to the Scottish Highlands Eco-City.

During this time, he drove his RV through the streets during the day, selling his bread and candies, and at night he and Hermione discussed the true meaning of life.

The days were uneventful and fulfilling.

Today, as usual, Ian parked the RV next to the city’s central square.

He opened the car door and set up a simple pergola, and at the same time waved his magic wand to make two bread display cabinets and two candy display windows quietly lined up on both sides.

After doing all this, Ian hung up his mobile business license and put on a white chef’s hat to look like a real baker.

After setting up a recliner, putting some black tea on hand, and grabbing a book of miscellaneous notes and unofficial history, Ian began his day’s work.

As for selling bread? The main focus is on independent consumption. Whether it is a candy display window or a bread display cabinet, the corresponding price is marked on it. As long as the customer likes which item, they can take it out with a clip and then check out by themselves.

Of course, when he meets some special customers, he still has to personally entertain them.

For example, the person in front of Ian is a little boy less than one meter tall, with a plaid dress, blond short ear-length hair, and a chubby little face with a bit of baby fat.

He was holding a sickle of banknotes tightly in his hand. At this moment, while looking at the colorful candies in the window, he kept shaking the hem of his clothes with his little hands.

Squatting down, Ian tried his best to keep his eyesight parallel to the little girl, and then asked: “Baby, what do you want?”

Following the little girl’s gaze, it was a small box of light green jelly slugs.

Ian knew in his heart that the little guy in front of him was obviously attracted by the bright colors of the candy. Rather than wanting to eat it, she was just doing it purely for fun.

In fact, it’s not the little girl’s fault. As one of Honeydukes’ main candies, jelly slugs are crystal clear and come in different colors. With their good looks, they look inexplicably cute and interesting.

Seeing Ian walking towards the jelly slug display window, the little girl quickly raised the money in her hand, stared at her big eyes, and asked in a milky voice: “Sir! How much can I buy for it?”

Ian did not answer immediately, but took the one-size-fits-all banknote from the little girl’s hand. Perhaps it had been held tightly along the way. The banknote looked a little wrinkled, and he gently smoothed the wrinkles on it.

“You can buy lots and lots of them! Do you need anything else besides jelly slugs?”

…

Ten minutes later, Ian watched the little girl leave.

Although he was in an ecological city, he still put a magic mark on the little guy, not because he was worried about his safety, but mainly because he was afraid that he would get lost.

After all, the little girl looks like she is 4-5 years old at most.

A few minutes later, he watched the other party disappear at the end of the square. Ian also took out the banknote he had just earned.

Well… to be precise, it was one-twenty-nineth of the banknote. After all, he found a total of 28 copper Knuts for the little girl, which filled her little pocket with clanging sounds.

The deal is like this, you can get unlimited discounts, but you can’t give them away for free.

Of course, these are not the point. The point is that as time goes by, paper currency becomes stronger and stronger. Under the leadership of their families, many Muggle-born wizards gradually recognize this new type of currency.

This allowed it to spread among wizards on a small scale.

This is what Ian cares about, because the cause of all conflicts is nothing more than interests.

And what he has to do is find a way to nip the conflict in the cradle.

He has experienced pure-blooded madness. Although most pure-bloods are not that extreme, there is a chance that wizards like Daphne and Bella will appear.

Often, only a small gap can ruin an entire ecological city.

“We have to make a trip, otherwise what will happen if the little ones don’t come to buy candies in the future.” Ian murmured and stood up.

He now wants to talk to Grindelwald before the conflict escalates to see if the other party has any subsequent methods to balance the two parties.

Yes, balance.

Ian has never thought about the east wind overpowering the west wind from beginning to end, because that is simply impossible. Unless one party is completely reduced to an existence like a house elf, balance is the safest way.

Time flies, and hours fly by.

evening.

After driving home, Ian told everyone his thoughts and asked them if they needed to buy some items. After all, it was really troublesome to go out now.

“Help me buy some handover and developing potions…” Mr. Granger said first.

After saying that, he stood up and walked to the storage room, and took out a square aluminum box. After opening it, there were densely packed various banknotes and gold galleons.

On the other side, Hermione took out her notebook and made a long list. She took a closer look and saw that they were all products from the Magical Beauty Pharmacy in Diagon Alley.

“Buy a double copy of everything above.” Hermione said, handing the paper to Ian in the private notebook.

“No problem, feel free to leave it to me.” After taking the shopping list, Ian put it directly into his shirt pocket to show his respect.

After the purchase came to an end, everyone returned to the original topic.

“Ian, are they not allowing the circulation of banknotes?” Mr. Granger asked the key point.

Yes, the root of everything is circulation.

If it is only used in ecological cities, to be honest, few people really care about this.

In the final analysis, it is because of poor trade. To put it bluntly, the eco-city cannot produce anything that wizards consider valuable, so they don’t care whether it circulates in the city or not.

But take it out for circulation? This has almost touched upon some fundamental interests.

“Uncle Granger, no one will give away the interests they have obtained. What we need to care about now is the division of interests.”

Ian knew very well that the paper money cake was too big, and even if the Muggles took the lion’s share of it, it was still open to question.

“What if the negotiation breaks down?” Hermione asked a little worriedly. In fact, she still had something to say, which was what to do about the safety of her family…

Observing her words, Hermione’s thoughts did not escape Ian’s eyes.

“If the talks break down, keep talking! The purpose of my going out this time is the same. In any case, this matter can only be resolved through negotiation.”

Considering this was a family meeting, Ian was on point.

And in his heart, he had plans to take action. No matter who it was, as long as he jumped out to stir up trouble, he wouldn’t mind letting the other person go back to the ten years when they were dominated by the fear of the Dark Lord.

“It’s time to let Voldemort do something.” Ian thought to himself.

He asked himself that if he and Grindelwald joined forces to put pressure, Tom would have to step out and play the role of the villain no matter what.

There are red faces and white faces. Only by relaxing one face can one maintain stability.