I Just Become The Richest Man: Received an Admission Letter from Hogwarts

Chapter 119 Mermaid H1y from the Benefit of the Forest

The night passed quietly. Sean was not idle that night. Now Sean studies various software whenever he has time.

One night can be considered to sort out some ideas.

Hermione sat on the side, propped her chin, and said with some ~ worry:

"Sean, Harry hasn't responded to my letters all summer, and I'm worried he's not- anything but."

Sean came back to his senses and said indifferently:

"Don't worry, Harry's all right, your letter...he won't get it in about two days, there's a house-elf at work, it's all right."

"What house-elf?"

Hermione asked immediately, but at this point Sean was lost in thought again.

"Sean, go back and rest for a while. It's already dawn, so there should be nothing to do."

Hermione sighed.

Just as Sean was about to speak, the gold coin decoration in his palm became hot again.

The next moment, Hart appeared in front of Sean:

"Master, all the protective gear has been in place, and the sale will start at twelve o'clock today."

"There are new shops, which have been renovated. Would you like to go and see them?"

Sean thought about it for a while and thought it would be better to go and have a look.

Phones are a big project, and Sean won't let anyone get involved!

This is a long-term, stable, and hugely profitable project. Just look at the three major operators in the previous life, and it is simply fat and oily.

When the two came to Diagon Alley, Diagon Alley was already crowded!

Wizards are everywhere, densely packed, all lining up, and at the end of the line is Gringotts at the end of the street.

Some wizards even almost got into a fight because of queuing.

Fortunately, the Ministry of Magic had already sent Aurors here to maintain order, otherwise it would have been a mess.

As soon as the bell rang at twelve, the crowd was excited.

Sean took a look and found that only 1,000 sets of arm guards and 100 bracelets were assigned to Gringotts, the Eagle Country, and the rest were assigned to markets in other countries.

This batch is much better than the previous batch, and Sean retains 30% of the strength of the defensive magic marks.

Moreover, it has also added automatic extraction of magic power, so that the wizard does not need to take the initiative to open it in case of danger, and the magic power will be automatically activated when it is detected.

So after these wizards heard this update, they almost came to buy it like crazy.

Especially those who have bought the defensive cloak before, this time they have to insist on buying the new version.

Sean looked at the crowd below and nodded with satisfaction.

"Master Sean, there is a man who calls himself the Deputy Minister of Magic and Howell wants to see you."

A strange goblin walked up to Sean and bent over.

Hearing the name, Sean was lost in thought.

This Howell has made good friends with Sean more than once, such as the person who went to pick up Sean before the court session, and later he personally delivered letters and so on.

Since Sean is going to kill Fudge, he really needs an agent to take the position of Minister of Magic.

But after thinking about it, Sean found that there was no one around him.

Arthur had the right idea, and he didn't hate Muggles, but he was too cowardly, and he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

If he were to come to power, Sean would be saying that he had made a wedding dress for Dumbledore.

The others, Sean knew, were basically either Voldemort's Death Eaters or Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix.

Sean is no one available!

But this Howell, who did not appear in the original book, should be neither a Death Eater nor a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Only this kind of person, Sean is likely to absorb.

But that also depends on whether he is easy to control.

Thinking of this, Sean nodded:

"Bring him here."

The goblin took the lead and left, and soon came over with a short middle-aged man.

The man was very thin and thin, about 1.73 meters tall. In Ying Kingdom, he was a proper short man.

I saw him hunched over, seemingly harmless to humans and animals, and came over with a big smile:

"Mr. Sebastian, we finally meet."

"Mr. Howell, I have long admired the name."

Sean stretched out his hand and shook hands with the other party before asking:

"I don't know what you have to do with me?"

Seeing Sean pretending to be confused, Howell was not surprised and said with a smile:

"I just wanted to see what a genius who was awarded the First Class Merlin Medal at the age of eleven looks like. Now it seems that you are indeed handsome!"

Sean just smiled and didn't continue.

Howell organized the language before saying:

"This time I am looking for you, and I have another purpose. I want to ask you if you can share some of your armor with the Ministry of Magic."

Speaking, Howell seemed to be afraid of Sean's misunderstanding, and hurriedly added:

"Of course, we buy at the original price, or even at a premium. We can't let our combat troops snap up here..."

Sean took a deep breath, leaned forward, and said word by word:

"I know you want to be Minister of Magic. You can't beat Fudge's. He has a gold master behind him."

Howell's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly said with a dry smile:

"Mr. Sebastian, you may have misunderstood. I just want to make it easier for the Ministry of Magic."

Sean made a sudden realization and nodded:

"Okay, I can give you 100 pieces of goods in the next batch. You can leave if it's okay."

Howell's face froze, he wanted to get up, and seemed to be hesitating about something.

Sean just smiled faintly and watched him struggle mentally.

Who on duty at the Ministry of Magic doesn't want to climb the ladder? Howell just didn't dare to say it.

Sure enough, the next moment, Howell laughed dryly:

"Do you have an idea, sir?"

Sean didn't hide it, and nodded:

"I want Fudge to step down, and just recently, the financier behind him couldn't keep him, I said."

"I can put you in the position of Minister of Magic, but what can you give me?"

"everything!"

Howell did not hesitate:

"All I can give, as long as it makes me Minister of Magic, I will serve you."

"Ow~"

At this moment, Laifu came close to Sean, jumped into Sean's arms and snored.

Sean licked the cat and said lightly:

"I like obedient people."

Howell said immediately:

"I am absolutely obedient, and my family background is very clean. My parents are pure blood. Although there are not many supporters, there are some people under my command who can be trusted!"

Sean nodded:

"Okay, you wait here."

After all, Sean pretended to enter the office, but actually entered the training room, and immediately processed 200 sets of arm guards.

Packing it into a cloth bag, Sean walked out of the office and placed the cloth bag in front of Howell.

"There are 200 sets here, which is the first batch of funding I gave you. You go and win people's hearts."

"I don't ask you to have more votes than Fudge, you can't beat him, and it won't take long for Fudge to step down."

"I want you to be higher than your competitors, don't let me down, understand?"

Howell nodded immediately:

"Of course, the Deputy Minister of Magic is sympathetic to his subordinates, and personally invested in the purchase of 200 sets of defense equipment, which will be given to outstanding Aurors for free."

･･･ Ask for flowers ･･･

Sean nodded with satisfaction:

"Go."

Seeing Howell's back leaving, Sean's mouth curled into an arc.

This person is still clever and can be used temporarily. If he is obedient enough, it would be good to keep him in front of the stage all the time.

As long as he can win over good people, there is no big problem.

Because even if Fudge were to step down, the next Minister of Magic would still have to be voted for, not the next one.

That's why every Minister of Magic has a sponsor behind it, because if you want votes, you have to spend money to win people over.

When Howell left, the goods below were all sold out.

There must be many people who did not buy it, and they are protesting downstairs.

But it didn't take long for the protest to be violently suppressed by the Aurors.

Without effective protests, the crowd dispersed, but there were still people who were still swearing.

Sean is very satisfied with this ending, that is, if the market is not saturated, he will want more if he can't get it, and will keep the popularity of Gringotts armor all the time.

Especially after Sean won the Merlin Medal the day after tomorrow, it is estimated that the popularity of Gringotts armor will be even higher!

I am afraid it will reach an unprecedented level.

............0

When the crowd dispersed, Sean also walked out of Gringotts and came to a nearby shop.

The store used to be a grocery store, but it was later bought by Hart and transformed into what it is today.

The plaque on the door reads: "Penguin Communications".

There were a lot of wizards gathered around, all discussing what this shop was selling.

Sean opened the door and walked in to take a look. Once inside, there was a huge counter in the shape of a back.

The counters are all made of crystal, and mobile phones can be placed under them for display.

There is also a circle of counters on both sides, all of which are used for business and payment.

Generally speaking, the decoration is similar to the style of Gringotts. It is resplendent and looks very tall.

"Master, I think we have bad news."

Hart came in and stood behind Sean with a gloomy face.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't give us relevant approvals. If the approvals don't come, we won't be able to open for business."

"And they didn't allow us to apply for a patent either."

"Oh? What did Fudge do?"

Sean turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

Hart nodded solemnly:

"This time, he is determined to oppose us. He has already greeted the Ministry of Magic of the Eagle Kingdom and prohibited them from passing our application."

Sean suddenly laughed:

"Okay! I'm having a headache because Fudge isn't targeting me!"

"The more he dances now, the more miserable he will die. Go tell Rita about this, and send her the function introduction of our mobile phone, and she will understand."

"This.... will the Daily Prophet let us publish it?"

Hart hesitated.

Sean sneered:

"He is just a minister of the Ministry of Magic of the Eagle Kingdom, not the president of the World Magic Association. The Daily Prophet is the media of the Western magic circle, and it is not his Fudge family."

"Even if he can put his hand in, he won't be able to sway too much, not to mention that Rita is ours, so don't worry."

After Hart took orders to leave, Sean stretched and stared at the somewhat empty Diagon Alley in a daze.

"School starts in a few days, and I can play hide and seek with Voldemort again. The basilisk is pretty good."

"It's a pity that I can't speak Parseltongue, otherwise it would be good to get the Basilisk, but it's a pity."