Chapter 777 Dinner

After the old bat left for a while, Hermione took Allen's outstretched arm and climbed up the marble steps, and soon walked into Slughorn's office.

Slughorn's office was now much larger than usual due to the impromptu casting of the Untraceable Stretching Charm many times. The ceiling and walls were hung with emerald green, crimson, and gold hangings, making it look like a big tent. But the room was still a bit crowded and stuffy due to the large number of people, and it was glowing red by a golden lantern hanging in the center of the ceiling.

"There are house-elves in there," said Hermione, looking up at the lamp. Allen looked along, and there were elves flickering in the lamp, each elf was a bright spot of light, and there was a loud singing sound that sounded like a mandala bell accompaniment from a far corner.

"They should only be able to see the legs of the guests." Hermione was a little aggrieved. Alan followed Hermione's gaze and saw some house elves walking through the crowd, holding heavy silver plates in their hands Covering their bodies from direct view from other wizards, it looks like little roaming tables.

Allen comforted in a gentle tone: "It will change, at least the house elves working in the umbrella have accepted the holiday."

Hermione still looked a little annoyed: "But they will ask to work overtime during working hours to make up for vacation time...and they still refuse to accept salary."

"Hermione, you have to think about the good. We have at least started to let them accept 996. This is already a blessing you have brought them." After finishing speaking, Alan hugged Hermione, "Let's go first."

Slughorn, wearing a velvet hat with poppies to match his smoking shirt, was conversing warmly with Josephine Harris, who wore a purple wide-brimmed pearl wool hat. Seeing Alan coming in, the two stopped talking at the same time and greeted Alan.

"Professor Slughorn, good evening, Aunt Josephine." Allen offered to say hello.

"Albert and Fleur are here too," Josephine nodded to Allen after embracing Hermione, and then looked around the audience, "They were still there just now, where have they slipped away now?"

"Professor Harris, Miss Granger, good evening, I was talking about you with Josephine, and I have some friends to introduce to you." A scene where celebrities gather, even though many of the guests this time are not members of his club.

"This is Elder Walpole, my former student, author of Blood Brothers: I Live Among Vampires—and, of course, his friend Bloody." Slughorn put his hand on the On the shoulder of a small man with glasses, he pushed him in Alan's direction.

After Alan offered his hand, Elder Walpole bent down slightly and held it eagerly, "Professor Alan Harris, it's a great honor to meet you." Allen's face, "What I look forward to the most is meeting you, professor. If I can write a biography for you, I will definitely get everyone's expectations and love."

"Please don't get close to these girls." Josephine Harris' serious tone and commanding tone made Allen and Walpple, who were talking, look at her. I saw Josephine standing next to a tall, thin man with dark circles under his eyes and a look of languor, holding his arm tightly with pale hands.

"Oh, bloody, don't go there." Walpole's expression also became tense, the vampire bloody that Walpole brought to the party was waving at a group of curious and excited girls standing beside him, with hunger in his eyes of light.

"You might as well eat a bloody lollipop." Ambrosio Froome took out a bloody lollipop from his pocket and handed it to Johnny. He carried the basket with the traceless stretching spell It carried an assortment of sweets to give to other guests - mainly students, whom Froome expected to visit the Honeydukes confectionary shop he and his wife ran during their normal Hogsmeade village days.

Ambrosio Froome, also a member of the Slug Club, was introduced by Slughorn to Ciceron Hakis after graduation and got him his first job. Later, Ambrosio married Mrs. Froome and started his own candy business. In order to repay Professor Slughorn, Ambrosio would give him a A gift basket filled with candied pineapple, Slughorn's favorite candy.

Bloody lollipop was in his mouth, and he leaned against the side cabinet boredly—Josephine Harris also took one from the candy store owner, and was monitoring the somewhat restless vampire.

"Professor Slughorn, can you continue to introduce me to other club members?" Hermione politely extended an invitation to Slughorn, starting the real purpose of coming here tonight.

"Of course, come with me. There are many people here today, and they also want to get acquainted with such a beautiful and capable witch." Slughorn praised, this is not difficult for Slughorn, he just Provide an opportunity to get acquainted.

Not long after Harry and Ginny entered the room, Ginny threw Harry away and ran towards a tall black witch with bright eyes. Harry recognized it instantly as Gwenog Jones, and Ginny was such a big fan that Ginny had posted a picture of her in his bedroom at The Burrow.

It's just that Gwinos was talking to Allen, and Ginny just stood quietly and looked at them adoringly.

"Mr. Alan Harris, do you plan to play professional clubs after graduation?" Gwenog Jones raised his head with dark brown hair and stared into her brown eyes, "You are known as The best Seeker in the world, I would really like to have a match with you, I still stick to my opinion, I think witches are more suitable for Quidditch than wizards."

"Quidditch is my hobby, but I haven't planned to develop it into my career. I probably won't join any club after graduation, but I may still be able to spare some time for the next World Cup, Gewei Ms. Nog Jones, if you can join the Irish national team, I think we still have a chance to play against each other." Allen, who was stopped by the black female batter with some impoliteness, sarcastically, and then looked at the excited side Ginny, who couldn't restrain herself, said to Gwenog Jones, "Here are your fans."

"Ms. Gwenog Jones, can you sign me?" Ginny smiled gratefully to Allen, and quickly took out her lipstick, "I am currently serving as Gryffindor at Hogwarts. Chaser, intending to join the Holyhead Harpies after graduation, hope to have that honor."

Seeing that the visitor was a woman, Gwenog Jones smiled heartily, took Ginny's lipstick, unscrewed it, and pointed to Ginny's long skirt, "Is the sign here?" Ginny nodded and pulled Your own skirt, let it stretch straight for the other party to write.

"Your name?" Gwenog Jones asked.

"My name is Ginnifera Molly Weasley." Ginny blushed, she was so excited just now that she forgot to introduce herself.

"The Weasleys, I should have thought of that red hair." Gwenog Jones didn't have the other stereotypes that the Weasleys were pure-blood traitors, and she kindly asked Ginny I signed my name on the long skirt, "I invite you during the summer vacation, how about you come and fly around? But you have to wear pants next time."

On the other side of the banquet hall.

"Annette Poppins, our charming Ms. Poppins family runs a large chain of pharmacies." Slughorn introduced Hermione, "This is Hermione Granger, the head of Umbrella Corporation. "

"Hello, Miss Granger." Annette, who seemed to be in her thirties, was wearing a pink and green low-cut skirt inlaid with diamonds, and her short blonde hair was combed obediently, looking capable and charming, "I have heard that Granger Ms. Jie is not only outstanding in academics but also in business. I have been thinking about when I can ask you for advice. My brother’s daughter, Melinda Bobbin, is just in the first grade. She admires Professor Alan Harris very much. Unfortunately, if it is not age Question, I think she should have taken the ancient magic class long ago. Although some tabloids have made up some bad news recently, please rest assured. I think anyone with a little discernment can tell right from wrong. I am very willing to let my niece join Training class."

"Nice to meet you, Ms. Poppins. It would be great if Miss Melinda Poppins is willing to come to the training class. We have reformed it this year to encourage more people to join in." Min stretched out her hand, but the other party just took her hand lightly and then took it back.

Hermione stared at the other party with some doubts and unconsciously used Legilimency, and Annette smiled apologetically at Hermione a little stiffly: "I will tell her the good news, and I don't know if I will be lucky Discuss business matters with your company, I mean the price of potions has continued to drop recently, I think this is not a good thing for our industry..."

"I don't think it's necessary, Ms. Poppins. The drop in the price of potions is a good thing for more wizards and magical creatures with wisdom." Hermione raised her eyebrows and raised her chin, her expression became very Coldly rejected the other party.

The various potions sold by the umbrella have the arcane garden in the wizard tower of Ravenclaw, which can speed up the planting of the most expensive herbal medicine in the potion material ingredients, plus Professor Snape and the tower about potion science The knowledge manual, as well as some medical concepts and management methods introduced by the Muggles, make the potions produced by the Umbrella Company much better than the potions on the market that are privately prepared by various so-called potions. And it has a huge advantage in terms of output and cost.

The potion brand established by the protective umbrella has been affirmed by the wizarding world in just one year. Even the wizarding world in other countries has begun to do business with the protective umbrella. Under such impact, the other party's traditional potion workshop-style production , even if it uses the relatively advanced form of chain pharmacies in the wizarding world, it is conceivable that the business is getting worse.

"That's really a pity, I think the Harris family still lacks understanding of our traditional British wizarding family customs." Annette Poppin still smiled, but her tone was cold, "Oh, sorry, excuse me, as Is Miss Granger, the core management of Pureblood Harris Umbrella Company, related to Hattok Dagworth Granger, the founder of the Society of Extraordinary Pharmacists?"

"No, I'm not related to him. I'm Muggle-born." Hermione's upright body made her very imposing—she had read the other party's real thoughts from the other party's mind just now, but Another supporter of pure blood supremacy was forced to try to condescend to the Umbrella Company to control the price of potions and let her own family business take a breather, but after receiving a refusal Ms. Poppin no longer concealed it, and knowingly wanted to use her own origin as a satirical direction.

Annette Poppin's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she slowly raised her eyes to cast a sidelong glance at Hermione. This gesture could make the other party feel her contempt without saying a word.

Hermione was angry, and was about to retort ironically, but was interrupted by a familiar female voice.