Chapter 328 Helga's Big Business (Asking for Monthly Tickets)

"I think you might get a big order." Rice shared his idea with Hufflepuff.

The imprisonment strategy of Azkaban is very simple, which is to let the Dementors suck the happiness in the souls of prisoners, making them half-crazy, thus greatly weakening their ability to act.

No matter how powerful a wizard is, after being thrown into Azkaban for a period of time, the whole person's spirit will collapse. A wizard who is mentally exhausted and deprived of his wand will never escape from Azkaban.

The reduction in the number of Dementors may indeed weaken the guards in Azkaban, and at this time, it is necessary to artificially supplement the guards there. But Dementors cannot reproduce, and normal wizards are unlikely to be willing to work on duty in Azkaban, which puts the problem into a dead end.

But open up your mind, why must wizards be sent to strengthen the defense of Azkaban? Isn't the Hufflepuff standing next to you very good at making alchemical dolls?

"Interesting..." Helga thought after listening to Rice's idea.

She could indeed make a batch of dolls to strengthen the defense of Azkaban, but how much would the Ministry of Magic charge for such dolls? She didn't want to be treated as a big scapegoat again.

After sharing her troubles with Salazar, Les looked at her with astonishment: How do I know how much these things are worth?

The level of alchemy in the modern magic world has regressed a lot, and the market for alchemy props is extremely sluggish. These things can't be priced at all-because no one has ever sold them before.

"How about one thousand galleons?"

Les glanced at Helga. He didn't think the Ministry of Magic could allocate such a large budget. One thousand galleons, ten would be ten thousand. How many dolls would be needed to rearm Azkaban? Ten? Fifty, or one hundred?

"So, why don't you sell them a batch of dolls at a low price, and then sell after-sales services? For example, replenishing the dolls' magic power or something." Les gave Hufflepuff a suggestion.

Hufflepuff can certainly make permanent dolls with a service life of more than a thousand years, but this model is obviously more profitable.

Hufflepuff finally adopted Les's proposal.

"I will make a batch of eternal dolls, but I will also put a seal on them, so that they will be 'disabled' after a period of time. The method of replenishing magic and removing the seal, we will leave it in Hogwarts? Let the headmaster pass it on by word of mouth?" Helga tried to get Rice's opinion.

Rice naturally would not object. This is a good thing for Hogwarts. Helga has got another long-term meal ticket for the school.

After the two reached a consensus, Helga decided to take action.

At this time, the class bell rang, and Hufflepuff looked up and sighed: "Why do we have to go to class again? This schedule is too full..."

The pressure of modern teaching is so great that Helga is a little overwhelmed.

The school has four colleges, each with seven grades. Except for the sixth and seventh grades, the other five grades are two classes per grade, and each class has two classes per week-in total, Hufflepuff has to take twenty-two classes per week, and correct homework for students in seven grades! This is much more intense than the work intensity a thousand years ago.

Therefore, she admired Minerva McGonagall more and more. She was the professor of Transfiguration, the head of Gryffindor House, and also served as the vice-president...

When Helga was too tired to go to class, she would think of Minerva in her heart, and then she would have the motivation to continue the class.

Minerva made it through, so of course I can too!

After complaining about the pressure at work, Helga turned her head and glanced at Rice, who had heard the bell but had no intention of moving at all, and couldn't help but feel a little curious.

"You don't have class?"

"Yes."

Helga:?

"I'm going to skip it."

Helga:? ? ?

Before Hufflepuff could react, Rice quickly walked out of her sight.

It was not until Helga walked into the classroom and saw the familiar silver hair that she suddenly realized that the old snake had skipped her class! ! !

Shock and confusion lingered in Helga's heart. After a moment of collision, they turned into anger - I worked hard to prepare the lesson, Salazar, you have to listen to it, whether you want to or not!

"Wait a moment, I'll be back in a while."

Hufflepuff did not hesitate at all, turned around and left the classroom, and then looked for Les. Soon, she locked Salazar's position with magic, and then appeared in front of him at an astonishing speed.

"Professor White, don't you need to go to class?" Les raised his head and asked in surprise.

Helga sneered, grabbed Les's shoulders directly, and told him clearly that he had to go to this class today.

"Just waiting for you." As she said, she grabbed Les from his seat and took him to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

In the confused eyes of all the students, Les sat down in the empty seat next to Daphne without changing his face or heartbeat.

"Why did you come so late?" Daphne was a little confused.

"Lost, I lost my way." Les gave a rather outrageous answer.

‘If your role in class is a teaching aid, then you would also want to skip class.’ Rice said in his heart.

Daphne looked at him in confusion, thinking that Rice had skipped class and was caught by Professor White.

After Rice came in, everyone was present, and Helga started teaching today. In order to warm up for the next cooperation, Helga decided to show the students some puppet magic today.

She conjured up a half-human-high puppet, controlled it to walk, run, and jump, and could cast various spells.

Just as she was about to call Salazar to the podium to show the students the ultimate performance of the puppet, there was a chaotic sound of footsteps outside the classroom.

Dumbledore appeared at the door of the classroom with a large group of parents.

The students in the classroom heard the sound, subconsciously looked at the door, and then froze in their places-why did their father/mother come to school?

Due to the characteristics of Slytherin students, most of the people who came to school today were parents of Slytherin students, so the shock to the students present was particularly strong.

For example, Malfoy was originally listening to the class in a very casual posture with his body sideways, but when he looked at the door casually, he met his father's eyes.

Then he froze.

Under the gaze of Lucius Malfoy, Draco turned his body back little by little and sat in his seat in a very upright posture.

"Okay, Smith, you continue your class." Dumbledore smiled and waved his hand, letting Helga continue her class. He stood outside the classroom and quietly introduced this year's new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to the parents.

Many parents have heard of Smith White's name. Seeing him in person today, the parents are naturally very curious.

They stood outside the classroom and listened to Hufflepuff's class.

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