Chapter 485? Prefect (Modified)

This summer vacation was really hot and unbearable. Even after August, the weather had been sunny for more than ten days in a row, making the whole of England look like a steamer and the ground like a cauldron where a pot of boiling potion had just been boiled.

In this kind of weather, in No. 12, Grimmauld Place, there was a man who was even more irritable than this hot weather. He sat at a messy dining table with a copy of "Daily Prophet" unfolded in his hand, frowning tightly. A large photo on the first edition showed a radiant and radiant Fleur Delacour pointing to a TV, her red lips parted, calling for everyone to be at Hogsmeade or Diagon Alley on Saturdays Experience the trial broadcast of Harris TV. The large-scale advertisement occupies the most prominent position on the front page: "All wizards who participate in the scene can participate in the lottery. Galleon's Wizard TV, 100 second prizes, can get a one-year TV license worth 60 Gold Galleons..."

"Have Muggle TVs been developed into the wizarding world?" Harry asked in surprise, temporarily forgetting his troubles.

Sirius turned to the first page again, his eyes became more gloomy: "The front page is actually an advertisement for the new products of the Harris family! Previously, such a trivial matter as a little wizard casting a spell during the holiday was brought to court for trial, and was even accused by " The Daily Prophet put the headlines on the front page, but now the news of the dementors attacking innocent little wizards for no reason was put in an inconspicuous corner by the two mainstream media, the Daily Prophet and the Quibbler. There are no pictures, and the Daily Prophet just said it was an accident and didn't even mention the dementors!"

Sirius threw the newspaper on the table angrily, left the table angrily, shut himself in his mother's room and began to scold her portrait.

The people at the table who hadn't left looked at the direction Sirius was leaving, and exchanged worried glances with each other.

Ginny broke the silence by walking in from outside the room, holding five envelopes in her hand.

"Here comes the book list." She said, throwing an envelope to Harry who left his seat and stared in a daze at the direction Sirius left. "This year's book list came so early."

Only then did Harry come to his senses, and opened his letter. There were two pieces of parchment inside. One reminded him that school would start on September 1 as usual, and the other told him which books he needed for the next school year.

"It seems that we have to find time to go to Diagon Alley. Besides buying new books, I also need a new cauldron, Ron..." Harry turned his head and found Ron standing there motionless, with his mouth slightly open, Staring blankly at the letter Hogwarts gave him.

"Ron, what's the matter with you?" Harry asked, walking around behind Ron and looking over his shoulder at the parchment - Harry also opened his mouth in surprise.

"Harry, have you got it?" Hermione blushed and stared at the envelope in her hand without looking up, "I'm a prefect too, Harry, so am I!"

"No," Harry said dryly, knowing what Hermione meant, "it's Ron, not me."

"Ron?" Hermione looked up sharply, saw the red and gold badge in Ron's hand, and was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth.

Then Ron turned to look at her, eyebrows raised, a smug expression on his face. Hermione frowned, turning her face away in disgust.

"Oh, Ron, that's wonderful! Prefect! I'm going to buy you a red and gold pajamas set to go with your badge."

Mrs. Molly Weasley wrapped her arms tightly around Ron's neck and kissed him from side to side. Ron's face flushed brighter than his badge.

"Mum... don't... Mum, get over it..." Ron murmured, trying desperately to push his mother away.

Somehow, Harry found himself unwilling to watch what he was seeing, and grabbed his envelope and headed to his room.

Hermione blinked and followed Harry into the room.

"Harry?" Hermione said hesitantly.

"marvelous,

Hermione," said Harry, with exaggerated enthusiasm that didn't sound like his voice at all, and still didn't look at Hermione, "that's brilliant. Prefect, that's amazing. "

"Thanks," said Hermione, "well - Harry - I've come to say goodbye to you, I need to go to Ellen's, I have an appointment with his family."

"Alright Hermione, please give my regards to Alan." Harry said, still in that overly enthusiastic tone that didn't sound like his own, "Go."

Hermione hesitated for a moment, but she still didn't say "Harry, you are actually better than Ron, and you are more suitable to be a prefect", and turned to leave. Harry walked slowly back to the bed and threw himself on the bed, staring absently at the foot of the wardrobe.

Allen at Harris Manor also received a letter from Hogwarts. Mrs. Morgan Le Fay Harris happily held Allen's prefect badge, put them together with Allen's new magic robe, and then Putting his arms around Alan's neck tightly, he kissed his face from left to right, and Alan's face flushed brighter than Gryffindor's color scheme.

"Mom...don't...mom, take control..." Allen murmured, desperately trying to push his mother away.

"Okay, sweetheart, come to the meeting room quickly, the meeting will be held soon." Mr. Owen Harris straightened his shirt, urging to save his young son who was in embarrassment.

With the growth of the Harris family, in Harris Manor, the northernmost room on the second floor was specially transformed into a gorgeous meeting room.

At this time, the core members of the Harris family gathered together, and the main content of the discussion was the leadership structure and composition of the Ministry of Magic's Film and Television Management Department.

"I think Mrs. Morgan Le Fay Rozier Harris is the best candidate for the director of this newly established department." John Bartha, who had communicated with Owen in advance and understood Mr. Harris's mind, proposed.

He has short blond curly hair and round glasses. He looks a little cute in appearance, but as Owen Harris' confidant, no one will ignore his words.

His proposal was adopted and passed unanimously, without objection.

And Morgan Le Fay unconsciously grabbed the hem of her husband Owen's clothes, her eyes flickered, and she didn't have the confidence to manage such a department well in a field she didn't understand at all.

Owen was keenly aware of his wife's emotional changes. He held Morgan Le Fay's hand and patted it soothingly.

"It's not difficult. After all, we are the only TV producer and TV station at the beginning, and they are reliable people who are responsible for these things. It is not complicated for you to manage. This project will definitely grow bigger and bigger in the future. It's good to sum up experience slowly during this process." Lun also comforted his mother with words.

Morgan Le Fay breathed a sigh of relief, and finally accepted the position with the encouragement of her husband and son.

"Then, it's settled like this. The director of the Department of Film and Television Management of the Ministry of Magic is Morgan Le Fay Rozier Harris." After the warm applause stopped, Mr. Harris stood up and announced with a smile on his face Another piece of news, "In addition, I want to tell everyone a piece of good news. My eldest son Albert Harris and Fleur Delacour are engaged. The wedding is tentatively scheduled to be held in the summer of next year. I hope you can spare some time. Come here. Fleur Delacour will also be transferred to the Department of Film and Television Management of the Ministry of Magic, and concurrently serve as the chief resident host of Harris Television."

"In terms of working hours, her position in the Ministry of Magic is a part-time job." Amidst the congratulations, Xenophilius Lovegood, the first director of Harris TV, muttered.

"Father, I want to summarize the knowledge of golem making before school starts, so that I can provide it to Ross Geller, who is responsible for the research and development of golems, as soon as possible." After the meeting, Allen said to Mr. Harris. He returned to his room on his own.

After Allen left, Morgan Le Fay produced some financial statements, and she handed a summary report to her husband with some concern.

"Owen, the magical creature sanctuary has just been established, and the Harris TV station has just started, all of which involve a large amount of expenditure. Now, a large amount of money is going to be invested in the golem research project. Such a big step Development, I am afraid that it will lead to poor circulation of funds."

Mr. Harris took the report that Mrs. Harris handed him, flipped through it, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, some time ago, I had asked Allen to express this attitude tactfully, and I asked him to use the Philosopher's Stone to make it." A lot of gold, the purpose is to let him slow down, and then proceed step by step after some of our Harris family's investment starts to return. But obviously he doesn't think so, I can't make more demands on him .”

Seeing that Owen had said nothing, Morgan Le Fay stopped talking and poured a cup of Ceylon black tea for her husband.

Owen took the tea, took a sip, moistened his dry throat and said worriedly: "He also asked that the price of the TV should not be too high, saying that it would be easy to popularize. But it is impossible for Allen to use the Philosopher's Stone to refine it all the time." Gold, he has other more important things to do."

Although Owen Harris is usually powerful in the Ministry of Magic, like other people in the family, they will always compromise in front of Allen, and they will subconsciously care about Allen's views and feelings. Because the Harris family can have today's scenery, all because of Allen.

Therefore, although the Harris couple, who hold financial power, are worried about launching so many projects at once, they cannot ask Allen to suspend the research and development of golems.

"The reason why we are today is brought by Allen. No matter what he wants to do, we should support him unconditionally." Albert is more straightforward. Although he has no research on family and business management, He was a little confused, but he thought that what Allen wanted to achieve should be supported no matter what.

Although Lun agreed with the words of the Harris couple more in his heart, he wisely kept silent. After all, it was indeed as Albert said, without Allen, Harris would not be where he is today.

"I think all the decisions Alan has made so far are correct." Daisy stood firmly on her younger brother's side, and Penello, who was not good at speaking on such occasions, nodded in agreement.

And Hermione sat on the side, flipping through the reports carefully, until after a while, she looked at the data and said without raising her head: "Although I used to teach myself some Muggle in order to enter the highest institution of Muggle. I just mastered a little theory and knowledge, and I am still immature in the field of economics, but I can also see that the management method of the Harris family is still a very traditional pure-blood family. This traditional management The model is more suitable for families that have developed for multiple generations. After generations of hard work and accumulation, the industries they invest in have been able to create huge economic value and bring various returns.

The Harris family has lost those traditional industries in Germany, so it should be counted as a new family. Now, a variety of measures are being taken in parallel, and so many industries in different fields have been developed. If the traditional family that has developed for several generations has enough time and heritage, all industries do not need too much coordination and coordination between each other. Just close your respective fields. But the Harris family can't do it. There are too many projects invested, the scope is too wide, the development is too fast, there is no overall management, the projects are messy, there is no unified goal, and each manages its own...

In this regard, we can actually learn from the Muggles and set up a department as the commander-in-chief to obtain intelligence from various industries for overall management, so that group companies can conduct command, development and control more efficiently. "

Completely immersed in her thoughts, Hermione, who was eloquent and eloquent, finished expressing her thoughts, looked up and found that everyone was staring at her, Hermione suddenly felt her cheeks heat up, and she was so absorbed in thinking about those reports that she even forgot. In terms of his current status, it is not suitable to participate in the discussion of the Harris family in this way.

Hermione clenched her fists angrily, scratched her disheveled hair embarrassingly, and quickly added: "I'm really sorry, I shouldn't..."

"No no no, Hermione, you speak very well and have very constructive suggestions. How about this matter, I will leave this matter to you, and you will be the master planner, how about making a plan?" Owen interrupted Miss Know-It-All's apology, his eyes were bright, and his tone was full of appreciation for Hermione.

Hermione's cheeks flushed suddenly, and she waved her hands again and again, "I just read a few books, and I haven't really learned the knowledge of economics. I'm just a student..."

"You can't underestimate yourself. You are knowledgeable, flexible, and have the knowledge of the Muggle world. You are much better than us," Morgan Le Fay also interrupted Hermione's push, and was caught by Hermione herself. He said with disheveled hair, "That's it, you come to make a plan, and then we can discuss it later."

Hermione, who received the affirmation and praise, her eyes sparkling, she nodded happily, and decided to use the rest of the summer vacation to go to the Muggle library to search for information, and strive to come up with a highly operable overall plan.

Seeing the members of the Harris family being attracted by Granger, Penello bit her red lips, she secretly regretted, why didn't she have the talent and studiousness like Hermione when she was a Muggle? , this know-it-all lady actually went to study economics at such a young age.

Then, Penello turned her eyes to Luna, she wanted to know how the crazy girl would react after hearing Hermione's speech, only to find that Luna was sleeping with her head on the back of the chair There was still a trace of saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"I'm really dizzy... I'm still looking forward to the reaction of the crazy girl!" Penello sighed and smiled wryly, shook his head, and looked away. Thinking of Mr. Lovegood's recent vacation is coming to an end, he is about to be busy with work and will not be free for a few days. He insisted on taking Luna to play around and enjoy father and daughter time a few days ago. It seems that Luna is tired broken.