Chapter 1611 A War Without a Winner (Sixty-Three)

Chapter 1613: A War Without Winners (Sixty-three)

The morning sun shines through the stained windows into the reopened Leaky Cauldron. Perhaps there are not many customers in the store, so Old Tom, who is idle behind the bar, flips through the newspaper while complaining that the business of the Leaky Cauldron is getting harder and harder.

Since the last wizard war, the number of customers in the bar has obviously decreased. Old Tom has always suspected that most of his customers died in that war.

Such suspicion is not unreasonable.

Most of the guys who are willing to stay in the bar to drink at night are not serious people, and the bodies of the unlucky guys who were killed in the last Battle of Hogwarts are said to have become a small mountain.

If this continues, the Leaky Cauldron, which has finally reopened, will close again.

Just when Old Tom was still worrying about how to generate income for the Leaky Cauldron, the few voices in the bar suddenly disappeared, as if someone had cast a spell to strangle everyone's throats and made them unable to make any sound.

When Old Tom looked up, he finally knew the reason.

Three beautiful girls who were out of place in the Leaky Cauldron seemed to have strayed into the bar accidentally, instantly attracting the customers in the bar.

Everyone loved beautiful things, but no one dared to approach them. Even Old Tom's routine chatter was stuck in his throat. He just watched them walk through the Leaky Cauldron and head to the small patio connecting to Diagon Alley.

"I dare to bet all my worth that they are definitely foreign wizards." A wizard who was enjoying breakfast suddenly said.

The companion next to him said contemptuously, "Your worth is only a few dollars."

"If they were really British wizards, everyone would have heard of their names even if they didn't know them."

The trio that people talked about with relish had passed the entrance of Diagon Alley and were looking at the historic Diagon Alley in front of them.

"I always thought this place would be in chaos for a while."

Valeria took out a simple map of Diagon Alley from her pocket, and after moving her eyes back and forth between the surrounding shops, she pointed to a shop in front and said to the girl next to her: "Isobel's shop should be next to the intersection in front, let's go and have a look!"

"Why don't you make an appointment with Albert and ask him to pick us up on time?" Louise looked at Catherine beside her in confusion.

"We have made an appointment, at ten o'clock in the morning, we are early." Catherine glanced at the pocket watch in her hand, and said to the blonde girl leading the way in front with a reproachful look, "But Valeria said she wanted to find something, and wanted to spend some time to investigate the consumption level in the UK."

"Don't you want to walk around Wizard Street?"

Valeria stopped at a cold drink stall on the side of the road, bought three ice creams with the Sickle she prepared in advance, and handed one to Louise and Catherine respectively.

"Does this need to be investigated?" Catherine was speechless. "How many wizards are there in the whole of Britain? A group of people died in the previous wizard war. Unless Isobel is willing to provide supplies to other countries, there is no profit at all."

Having run a witch beauty shop before, she knew very well how to make money. Before the sales were fully expanded, Isobel and her sister could only make a little money at most.

"They only have Northern Europe left." Louise took a bite of ice cream and couldn't help complaining: "The British are always not very particular about food."

"There are not many wizards in Northern Europe, but they probably don't care. They open a shop mostly to kill time." Speaking of this, Valeria was very envious. She also wanted to live that kind of life.

"If they want to make more money, they can consider expanding to Eastern Europe or the subcontinent. I remember that Britain also has a good influence on the subcontinent." Louise also felt that Isobel didn't open a shop to make money, because Albert himself was very rich. (Information disclosed by Catherine)

"We should consider unifying the stores. This design idea is very good." Valeria pointed to the store in front and suddenly suggested.

"It is indeed beautiful, but it does not feel like the style of wizards."

Louise's store was also specially designed by someone, but she also felt that it was not as comfortable as the pink and white witch beauty shop in front of her.

Girls will definitely prefer this one, at least she herself is like this.

Simple and generous, and deeply in the hearts of girls.

"You came earlier than expected."

Katrina turned her head to look at the wall clock and said to the three people who passed through the half-open store door, "Fortunately we came early."

Catherine looked around the layout of the witch beauty shop and raised her eyebrows slightly and asked: "Designed by Albert?"

It is not difficult to see the taste of British wizards along the way.

To put it nicely, it is retro, and to put it bluntly, it is out of date.

But this store gave the three people a feeling of being out of place. It didn't look like a drugstore selling beauty potions at all. Instead, it was more like a warm teahouse, a place specially prepared for couples to date.

"Albert gave us some suggestions, and later borrowed some aesthetics from Muggles." Katrina motioned for them to sit down and prepared delicious cold drinks for the three people.

"We believe that even if there are all kinds of beauty potions, they can't solve all problems, so we provide consultation and treatment services to customers."

"Of course, this requires an appointment in advance."

The three looked at each other. In fact, they also have this aspect, but they are not so professional.

After all, they are all businessmen, not therapists. Even if they are involved in this area, they will not be too much.

Katrina was very satisfied with the expressions of the three people and continued to talk about another thing.

"Mrs. Prim will come over later. I need your help to persuade her to join us."

"Why don't you make money yourself?"

Valeria didn't understand what Katrina wanted to do at all.

"This is what Albert meant." Katrina explained: "In his words: money is something that can't be earned inexhaustibly. Leaving a way for others can also make yourself feel more relaxed."

"It really sounds like what he would say." Louise sighed softly.

"Albert has never suffered from being poor. If he had, he would not have said that."

Although Valeria thought this was a little ridiculous, she did not reject it and even liked it.

If it was possible, who would not want to?

"It is said that the guy made a lot of Galleons right after he entered school." Katrina took a sip of fruit tea and recalled this impressive thing.

It was because of this that her sister had an intersection with him later.

"Albert really doesn't look like someone who is short of money. With this thing, he can open a popular cold drink shop." Catherine looked at the cup of fruit tea in her hand and felt that this thing would have a good market among young men and women.

It is indeed a treasure boy. She did not make a wrong choice at the beginning.

However, she did not envy Isobel, because it would not be long before this treasure boy would have her.

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