Chapter 35 Feeding a Large Family

At the beginning, Anton dragged Lupine to risk his life to find a goblin for treatment, thinking of someone to rely on in the future.

After all, no matter it was the wizarding society or the Muggle society, it was too difficult for a ten-year-old kid to live alone.

However, he is now looking at a large number of people on the wooden board with a strange expression.

A blood-cursed orc who has acquired blood magic and is a cold little lolita who is a lady from a pure-blooded family.

A middle-aged werewolf who is said to be above average in strength but has been stuck by the Cruciatus Curse and has been weak.

A goblin who has lived for hundreds of years and is now lying in bed.

A translucent, headless wizard ghost holding his head in the hope that he will help make a body in the future.

There was also a twelve-foot adder in an iron cage.

Yes, Nagini was also found by him.

God!

He just wanted to find someone to rely on.

But fate played a big joke on him.

Not only did he not rely on him, but he also sent him five people who depended on him!

His ten-year-old thin shoulders~

It's so difficult~

It's so difficult! ! !

At such a young age, you have to support such a big family?

"Fate is such an interesting and naughty little bitch." Anton laughed brightly. With a wave of his wand, an arrow of light and shadow appeared in mid-air and pointed to the southeast. "Target, France, let's go!"

A rope attached to the end of the broomstick is attached to the planks.

Go all the way along the depths of the sea.

The old wizard floated on the wooden plank, facing the faint light of the sea and the sky, singing ancient and rough proverbs.

"Heroic changemaker who emerged from the fog."

"The morning dew wets the corners of his clothes."

"The birds sang for his coming."

"Wildflowers by the road sway and dance for him."

"He walked with a smile, with a light behind him..."

Pedro and Lupine lay side by side, Nagini in the iron cage was spitting out snake core, Anna hugged her legs, leaned her chin on her knees, looked at Anton with her head tilted, and smiled sweetly.

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time flies.

Snowflakes drift in winter, quietly covering the streets of London, England.

In the northwest of London, Grimmauld Place is 20 minutes away from King's Cross Station.

No. 11 Grimmauld Place, Chada Information Consulting Company, ushered in another busy day at noon when the warm sun melted the snow.

"Oh, hell, when will the U.S. headquarters arrange a new manager for us? It's all terrible." A blonde young woman in a beige woolen coat and gold-rimmed glasses looked at the messy documents on the table and complained up.

Beautiful women always win the kind treatment of colleagues in the office. A young employee with balding hair and a slightly protruding belly tilted his upper body, as if he could get closer.

"Ilsa, you must not know that our new manager has arrived."

These words immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the office, and the young man was even more proud, "It is said that he was transferred from France."

"Unbelievable!" Ilsa's face was full of resistance, "Why did you transfer from France? Even if there is no suitable candidate for the US headquarters, can't the UK find a suitable candidate?"

The young man spread his hands, "Although we are very clear that in the future, oh no, information consulting companies will be all over the streets and alleys in just two years, but now, except for those who specialize in civil engineering services, we are the only ones in London. company."

"It's hard to find a suitable candidate. Why don't we choose a detective to be our manager?"

Everyone burst into laughter.

Ilsa curled her lips and shook her shoulders, "I don't mind Holmes being my boss."

At this moment, a male employee who looked about 30 years old and read the newspaper across from Ilsa put down the newspaper. He had a pair of dark green eyes that Ilsa liked, and a healthy and strong man who held his shirt in shape. stature.

"I asked my colleagues in France. Our new boss is an Englishman."

"Really?" Ilsa looked surprised, "Gerber, I mean, how is this possible."

So, all eyes turned away from the young man and focused on Gerber.

Gerber gracefully picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. Seeing that everyone was looking at him expectantly, especially Ilsa's anxious eyes, he could not help but smile mysteriously, "It is said that he is an Englishman living in France. After the company went to work, due to its outstanding ability, it was valued by the headquarters and specially assigned to the UK to host the business."

"Yes, that's true." A gentleman who looked extremely delicate stood at the door of the office.

He took off his hat gracefully, revealing a big backed head with almost every strand of hair neatly groomed. The dim yellow light of the lamp shone on his golden hair, exuding a trace of elegance.

This gentleman has weather-beaten wrinkles on his face, but they are diluted by that shrewd and bright smile, making people feel that he is very wise.

"My name is Remus John Lupine, and I am honored to be your colleague."

"You can call me Lupine directly, I like working in this relaxed atmosphere."

Lupine pointed to the empty front desk of the company, "Look, our front desk lady has resigned and vacated again? It seems that we have a lot of things to do."

Such an energetic, peaceful, intelligent and shrewd boss has won most of the approval in an instant in such a company in a new industry.

Everyone stood up and applauded his arrival.

Lupine obviously lived up to expectations, he glanced at the pocket watch on his chest, "I'm new here, I hope everyone will come to my office and have a one-on-one conversation with me to increase our understanding."

"We have twenty good employees, maybe we can get it done before the end of the day if we move faster?"

What he said was interrogative sentences, but his vigorous and decisive style won everyone's conviction in an instant.

"Mr. Gerber, as the company's accountant, I want you to be the first, okay?"

"Okay, boss," Gerber readily agreed.

Gerber didn't notice that Miss Ilsa across from him was frowning at the boss.

The new manager, Lupine, is a man of witty talk and gentle personality, and he is also a man with a shrewd brain. This point of view was once again confirmed after every employee who spoke came out.

"Great, I've been worried that our company will be shut down by the headquarters." The bald young man who spoke at the beginning had a bright face and said to Ilsa excitedly, "After all, under the leadership of our previous boss, Performance has been unsatisfactory.”

Ilsa pulled the corner of her mouth reluctantly, "Yes... yes, that's really great."

Finally, ten minutes before the end of get off work, it was the last person's turn, Miss Ilsa.

She clenched her hands tightly, her fingers turned white from the force, and stood up quickly.

Gerber on the opposite side smiled slightly, "Ilsa, don't worry, the boss has a big heart, he is a generous person, and he won't mind inadvertent offense."

As he spoke, he blinked, "Of course, we have to be careful not to offend him, right?"

Ilsa didn't seem to hear what he said, and walked into the boss's office in a daze.

Boom!

The thick wooden door of the manager's office was slammed shut, and everyone in the office hall looked at each other in blank dismay.

When Ilsa came in, Lupine was holding a cup of coffee, with one hand in his trouser pocket, quietly looking at the ruins outside the window.

As if there was something in the ruins between 11 and 13 Grimmauld Place.

"Lupine!" Ilsa roared coldly, gnashing her teeth.

She grabbed Lupin's collar forcefully, "Listen, you are not welcome here, I want you to leave immediately."

Lupine was obviously frightened and looked at her in surprise, "Miss Ilsa, what are you doing?"

Ilsa sneered, and moved her face closer, "Remus John Lupine, I know you!"

"Get out of this company immediately if you don't want to make things worse!"

Lu Ping's expression turned cold, he frowned slightly, shook Ilsa away, and gently straightened his tie, "I'm sure I didn't know you before, Miss Ilsa, did you recognize the wrong person? "

Ilsa looked very angry, looked out the window, and puffed her chest out, "Today is the night of the full moon! Listen, either you leave decently, or I will call someone from the Ministry of Magic!"

"Devil... Ministry of Magic?" Lupine seemed to hear something funny, and was amused, "Miss Ilsa, today is not April Fool's Day, are you lazy and sleepy?"

His face turned cold, "I don't want to hear childish and ridiculous words like magic. This is an information consulting company, not a children's playground!"

Ilsa stared at him condescendingly, "It's ridiculous."

As she spoke, she opened the office door straight away, looked at all her colleagues, and announced loudly, "Maybe we should have a welcome party, just for dinner tonight, how about it?"

There were many men in the office who were courting her, and as those few booed along, everyone cheered.

Ilsa turned her head to look at Lupin, and sneered, "Then, manager, do you dare to come? Tonight is the night of the full moon!"

Lupine smiled calmly, "I don't know what you are going to do, but I hope that after this dinner, you can sincerely apologize to me. After all, you are an excellent information processor, and I will give you this opportunity."

Ilsa didn't appreciate it, turned around and walked out.

behind her,

Beside the window, Lupine smiled lightly, sipped the coffee in his cup again, and frowned.

"The taste of Polyjuice Potion is disgusting!"

Rowling's setting for Lupin's poverty: because he's a werewolf, he can't find gainful employment. But what is outrageous is that when Lupine became a professor and was revealed to be a werewolf, all the parents were shocked. Therefore, as the only magic school in the UK, the professors in it can almost be described in single digits. Those who know Lupine is a werewolf and don't offer him a job, why can't they say it? . . . Because of this problem, I almost went crazy when writing the plot.