Chapter 904 Passing By

"Miss Granger, think about it carefully. We can pay double the sponsorship..."

When Mrs. Malkin ran panting from the Ravenclaw stand to the Gryffindor stand, she happened to bump into a tall, middle-aged witch lobbying hard towards Hermione - her old enemy, the extraordinary tailor. The owner of the store, Ms. Maggie.

Yes, this is exactly what Madam Malkin is worried about:

That bitch Maggie will never let go of the opportunity to poach someone!

Most of the shops in Diagon Alley that have cooperated with Gringotts on "cashless payment" have received tickets.

Compared with other stores that were still waiting to see, after seeing the girls’ tour advertisement, the arch-enemy of “Mrs. Malkin’s Robe Store”, Tuofan Clothing Store, first couldn’t sit still. After seeing her daughter Freya’s Under the guidance of Mrs. Maggie, she rushed to the edge of the Gryffindor stands almost immediately and proposed the idea of ​​exclusively sponsoring the freshman team.

"Maggie, go away! Those kids won't like your clothes!"

cried Madam Malkin angrily, as fiercely as an angry hen.

"Tsk - you never seem to be able to recognize your place, Morkin - whether it is your shop or yourself -"

Mrs. Maggie narrowed her eyes and whispered elegantly, with a condescending feeling in her voice.

She deliberately added a nasal sound to the end of Mrs. Malkin's word to sound like mocking.

"Oh, good boy, you will soon find that people are different——"

Mrs. Maggie turned back, looked at Hermione with a warm smile, and said sincerely.

"If you hope to become a social elite in the future, you have to cherish your feathers now."

"Although it may be cruel to say this, most of the people who buy clothes in Madam Malkin's robe store are from the bottom of the magical society - people like them, most of them can only live a relatively failed life in the sewers... …”

She glanced elegantly at Mrs. Malkin, whose eyebrows were raised and her face was ashen, and she continued quickly.

"As the owner of the top wizard robe store in the British wizarding world, I didn't go into more detail about which criminals and vulgar low-level people buy clothes in other stores, and how cheap and rough the fabrics and stitching in those stores are. I’m very proud of them. After all, we can barely be considered half of our colleagues, and their existence is also very important.”

"Just like there are always poor students and top students in the same class, the same is true in the clothing industry."

"Obviously, there's no comparison between our boutique and, um... mocking, Madame's robe shop... Oh, my God, what a lack of words." Choosing such an unpleasant name. Of course, this may not be easy for some people - I have given other wizard robe shops sixteen years, can any of them surpass Extraordinary Clothing? From the store? The answer is self-evident."

"Don't go too far! Maggie—"

Madam Malkin was trembling with rage, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

"At least 90% of the students at Hogwarts have purchased school uniforms from me, and..."

"But after they graduate from school, any wizard with some achievements and some social status will not step into that cheap, simple, cookie-cutter small workshop again. Hey, why is this? Oh, by the way! I remembered!"

Mrs. Maggie from the Tuofan Clothing Store crossed her arms in front of her chest, and the corners of her mouth curved in a mocking arc.

"One side is purely handmade and customized, and the other side is the modification of the exact same clothing..."

"Forget it, I don't want to waste too much time discussing these obvious truths-"

Madam Maggie looked away from Madam Malkin and looked back at the lucky girl with messy hair in front of her.

"As I just said, Tuofan Clothing Store hopes to obtain the exclusive sponsorship of your team's next competition - we can pay double the price that Madam Malkin can give - and, Miss Granger, you You don’t want your honor to be mixed with some unfair labels. In this regard, our Tuofan clothing store can help you."

She stretched out her hand, waiting for another victory, just as she had snatched the order from Malkin countless times before.

Madam Maggie's right hand froze in the air - Hermione paid no attention to her.

"Thank you, ma'am. Those Quidditch robes you sent us are fantastic!"

Hermione smiled brightly, took the initiative to hold Mrs. Malkin's hand, and said sweetly.

"And the color is so pretty that no one would wear it during training. If it weren't for the fact that you wrote later and said you would help repair it if it was damaged, we might have had to wait until today to wear it for the first time."

"Uh, really? I'm still a little worried about whether the size will be inappropriate..."

Madam Malkin was stunned for a moment, and a grateful smile appeared on her face.

In fact, when Elena first found her, she didn't pay much attention to this matter.

Everyone's robes were slightly modified according to the sizes they bought in the store, and the so-called sponsorship after that was just sending some underwear and socks. Compared to the remuneration that Mrs. Maggie could pay It's definitely a long way off.

"No, it all fits perfectly! I heard that Irina and the others sometimes even wear it as a nightgown..."

"How about that? I will help you measure the size later - I have collected all the Quidditch robes. If you are going to rest normally, they need to be looser and softer - so you don't know how to change them. It’s from the sponsor, right…”

Mrs. Malkin looked nervously at the little witch with bright brown eyes, who looked like an angel.

"Of course not, ma'am," Hermione said with a cheerful smile.

On the other side, Mrs. Maggie's expression quickly turned cold as she was left alone by the two of them.

"It's such a shame, Miss Granger, I thought you would be a smart person."

She spoke slowly, arrogantly with a hint of suppressed annoyance.

"did not expect……"

"Oh, I thought so too, madam - I mean, I didn't expect you to be still here."

Hermione turned her head in surprise, blinked her eyes and spoke softly.

"Do you think money and power are really omnipotent? What's more, in my opinion, you don't seem to have that advantage in this regard, especially after you said those remarks, it is impossible for us to have Any chance of cooperation - if you still care about decency and grace, you should leave here quietly at this time...at least not many people will notice..."

As the best friend of the "Queen of Gringotts", she had no idea about the price offered by Madam Maggie.

Ever since she learned a little bit about the power of capital from Elena - for example, the pocket money of that dumpling was enough to buy several Flourish and Blotts bookstores - Hermione's view of money has been brutally destroyed and rebuilt several times. times.

Compared to many people, Hermione realized the meaning of the sentence "money is just a number" very early.

However, in Mrs. Maggie's eyes, this is more akin to arrogance based on ignorance.

If it weren't for the fact that this little witch had a certain say in the matter and that they were advertising "Mrs. Malkin's Robe Store", Mrs. Maggie's character would not have dealt with such a little guy who had just entered the second grade.

On the way here just now, she had already learned something about Hermione's family background from Freya's mouth.

A second-year witch from the Muggle world with fairly good grades.

"Heh - are you driving me away? Heh, heh -"

Faced with Hermione Granger's unabashed expulsion order, Madam Maggie snorted with anger and laughter.

"Now it seems that I was obviously wrong. Some things that are rotten in the bones and bloodline are simply impossible to change! From the beginning, I should not have expected anything from a smelly little mudblood... Let's go , Freya, I believe Slytherin House will be happy to accept an extremely generous sponsorship——"

Mrs. Maggie said viciously, she pulled her daughter and prepared to turn around and leave angrily.

"Maggie, you went too far! Apologize!"

Before she could take a step forward, Mrs. Malkin angrily stopped in front of Mrs. Maggie. Hermione saw that Mrs. Malkin had even pulled her wand out of her robes, pointing it as if she was holding a dagger. Mrs. Maggie, screamed.

"Apologise! Don't make me cast a spell on you! Or let me see if your magic has improved after graduation——"

boom--

A huge explosion echoed throughout the stadium, drowning out Madam Malkin's words.

A crimson beam of light shot out from behind Mrs. Malkin and hit Mrs. Maggie in the chest, causing her to roll in a ball on the ground. Her hair, which had been carefully tied up, spread out, leaving her in an indescribable embarrassment. .

"It's really troublesome. Do you think I can't cast the spell myself?"

Elena narrowed her eyes dissatisfiedly and glanced at Bill behind her who raised the wand first.

Bill Weasley can be said to be quite outstanding in terms of character, ability, and character. The only thing that makes Elena a little dissatisfied may be that he is too outstanding and responsible. After being warned, she had almost no chance to reasonably fight back this semester - most of the unsighted guys were dealt with first by Bill.

"No, no, I really couldn't hold it back for a while!"

Seeing the light of the contract seal on Elena's left hand disappear, Bill slowly breathed a sigh of relief and explained quickly.

At the same time, all the little wizards around stopped talking and looked at Bill with surprise and uncertainty, who had just cast the spell, and Mrs. Maggie who was lying on the ground moaning in pain. Things happened so fast that most people didn't know it yet. what happened.

"What's wrong?! Sorry, please excuse me, I'm the prefect - who is causing trouble -"

Percy's voice, he struggled to squeeze out from the crowd.

However, when he saw the protagonist of this "sudden brawl", his original air and momentum suddenly dropped a bit.

"Uh-Bill? What happened? I just heard the sound of a magic explosion..."

The young Gryffindor prefect's eyes stayed on the wand in Bill's hand for a moment, and then waved it on the middle-aged witch who was curled up on the ground moaning softly, and the Slytherin girl next to her, feeling a little unaware. At a loss.

However, before Bill could explain, the senior Slytherin girl not far away suddenly screamed.

"How dare you hit my mother! You bastard! You have to pay for this!"

Freya shouted angrily, her right hand quickly reaching for her robe, ready to take out her wand and fight back.

"Look out! Bill!"

Elena's eyes suddenly lit up, and she suddenly took half a step forward, blocking in front of Bill.

This time she paid special attention to her angle, which happened to block the angle from which the B-level employee cast the spell. A thin layer of armor lit up at the same time - Elena had already thought about pulling the opponent into the battle round. 's fought back.

"Expelliarmus!"

"Expelliarmus!"

"All petrified!"

At this moment, three voices sounded from the surroundings in no particular order.

Two of them came from behind Percy, and the other came from the sky.

Three spells hit Freya at the same time, who was about to attack Bill. The wand that her finger just touched flew far away in an instant, passed over the crowd and landed under the seat in the back, and her body became stiff. The ground lock was frozen in place.

"Your reaction is a little slow, brother..."

Fred walked out of the crowd holding his wand and said with a playful smile.

"Who knows, maybe this is the type Bill likes. Fred, you are very decisive..."

Behind him, George shrugged his shoulders and joked with a smirk, selectively ignoring Percy's livid face.

Anyway, the first one to take action now is Bill, the eldest brother. Even if Percy wants to file a complaint, he will have to deal with Bill first. But according to the "Weasley Family Match Winner and Loser Table" for so many years, it will undoubtedly be very difficult for Percy to win. matter.

"Don't be stupid, Bill won't like such a crazy woman."

Ginny Weasley grimaced as she jumped deftly off her broomstick.

"Besides, she is too weak. I guess Bill prefers girls who are stronger than him..."

The victory tour of the Hogwarts Moonlight Team has ended. On the way back, she noticed the verbal dispute that happened next to Hermione from a distance, as well as Bill's brazen attack - although she didn't know the specific reason for the attack. , but as long as we can clearly distinguish between the enemy and our camps, as for right and wrong, we can discuss these later...

Protecting your companions is the first Hogwarts spirit that every new student learns when they enter school.

It's over...it's all over...

Percy glanced desperately at the excitement and eagerness in Ginny's eyes, and wailed helplessly in his heart.

The once gentle and lovely sister will never come back. There is a growing little witch in the Weasley family.

As the Weasley family arrived at the battlefield, Mrs. Maggie, who finally took out the wand, froze.

One, two, three, four...five, now there are five redheads in total.

Even though one of the boys seemed to be maintaining order, judging from their conversation, that immature little guy was obviously not enough to suppress the other students. The most important thing was that she still didn't fully understand In the end what happened.

"Huh...huh...you guys...very, very good..."

Mrs. Maggie held on to the railing, stood up panting, and looked around at the young wizards fiercely.

As an adult, she naturally knows what the best way to deal with it is - when the professors from Hogwarts arrive, none of these little bastards who take the initiative can even think of running away, and they will be severely punished even if they cannot be expelled. Ichiban.

This is the most basic social rule. She must be very angry when the time comes!

After a few minutes, noticing the chaos here, several teachers rushed over from the staff seats.

"...What happened?! What on earth is going on?!"

Snape strode at the front, glancing around with cold eyes - I heard that Slytherin students and parents were besieged in the Gryffindor stands. As the head of Slytherin, his pace was even Even faster than Professor McGonagall.

Snape waved his wand to lift the petrifying spell on Freya, and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"In public, you openly attacked a guest who was invited to the school, a parent of a student... Weasley, ha... you are a bit too arrogant. I really can't think of any reason to excuse you... "

"Professor, Mrs. Maggie insulted Hermione first just now."

At this moment, Elena interrupted Snape directly and said in a stiff tone.

"Many people present heard clearly that Mrs. Maggie directly called Hermione a smelly little Mudblood——"

Smelly...little mudblood? !

Snape was stunned for half a second, and his expression suddenly turned gloomy.

————

————

Great!