Chapter 859 Purchasing Plan

Ginny smiled softly, and Hermione followed Mrs Weasley in to serve the food.

"The meeting is over, Dunge!" Mr. Weasley said, "Ivan and Harry are here too."

"Well, Ivan?" Mundungus said, looking at the two of them painfully through the messy ginger hair, and jumped up, "Oh, my God, he's here, yes! You still Okay, Harry?"

"Fine," said Harry.

He had seen him before when he was attacked by a dementor, and knew that Dumbledore had put him in charge of his guard.

But Mundungus left his post without permission to negotiate a stolen cauldron deal.

Mundungus fumbled uneasily in several pockets, his eyes still on Harry.

Finally, he pulled out a black pipe full of dirt.

He put the pipe in his mouth, lit it with his wand, and took a deep breath.

A few seconds later, a large cloud of green smoke surrounded him, which made him look more relaxed.

"I have to apologize to you, Harry," a voice muttered from the middle of the stinking smoke, "I was..."

"Let me remind you one last time, Mundungus," Mrs. Weasley said loudly, coming out with her dinner tray, "please, can you please stop smoking that thing in the kitchen, especially as we're about to It's time to eat!"

"Ah!" said Mundungus. "Okay, I'm sorry, Molly."

He put the pipe back into his pocket, and the smoke cleared, but the acrid smell of burnt socks lingered.

"Really, all of you," said Mrs. Weasley, putting the food on the table.

Mundungus blinked mournfully, and heaved a sigh of relief when Mrs. Weasley re-entered.

Obviously, he is very timid, giving people a feeling of unreliability.

But this guy is loyal to Dumbledore. He has been at the bottom of the magic world all year round, so he knows a lot of liars and thieves in the magic world, can hear information that ordinary people can't hear, and buys and sells a lot of contraband channels.

Aiwen is going to ask him to help him buy the production materials of the broomstick and help sell those priceless works of art.

But you must investigate the price in advance, and don't let him trap himself too hard.

"Did you see Mrs. Figg again later?" asked Mundungus.

"No," said Harry. "I didn't see anyone. I was alone in the room for four days."

"Look, Harry, I shouldn't have left." Mundungus leaned forward, pleading in his voice, "but I have a chance to make a big deal..."

"Yeah!" said Harry, not wanting to talk to him about it, but Mundungus sprang on.

Ivan sat down next to Harry and Ron, feeling something rubbing against his knee.

He looked down. It was Crookshanks, Hermione's ginger, bow-legged cat.

After deciding to go to Egypt with Ivan, Hermione asked Ginny to help take the cat.

After seeing Aiwen, it rubbed over affectionately, wrapped its body around Aiwen's lap, purring.

As soon as Ivan bent down, he jumped up and curled up on his knees.

"I really shouldn't have left, but those crucibles that fell off the broomstick are of good quality and cheap, only one-fifth of the normal price, which is a big deal, as long as I can get it... said Mundungus.

"Actually, I also have a big deal that I want to talk to you about." Ivan said, scratching Crookshanks' ear.

"Well, a big deal?!" Mundungus turned his head and looked at Ivan in surprise, as if he had just noticed him, "Ah, Ivan, hello, I've heard of you, they all say you are a Very powerful little wizard, what do you mean by big deal?"

"That's right, I want to design and produce a broomstick." Under the astonished gaze of the other party, Ai Wen continued, "You know, it takes a lot of materials to produce a broomstick, and I don't have that much time. I need someone to help I buy."

Want to make a broomstick, from the broom handle to the end, involves nearly a hundred kinds of materials, there are many invisible but essential materials, including mind sensing equipment, air sensors, invisible cushions, flying magic drives etc.

Especially for all the core devices involved, Aiwen does not intend to buy ready-made ones.

He was going to research the design all by himself, inside and out, so the number of materials involved was simply unimaginable.

Among the people Ivan knew, apart from Mundungus, no one else had the energy and patience to do this and do it well.

Ivan intends to give Mundungus a fixed price for each broom material and let him be responsible for the purchase.

As long as the quality of the things he buys meets his requirements, no matter how much money he can make from it, it is his business.

In this way, ten minutes later, Ivan and Mundungus finalized a purchase contract of 2,000 Gold Galleons.

He planned to make a detailed list for the other party in a few days, and asked Mundungus to buy back all the above items.

Ai Wen repeatedly emphasized that this is a long-term transaction, and Mundungus should not deliberately cheat him or run away with the money.

Although he is unreliable, he can still keep his promises in business, otherwise others would not trade with him.

As for the works of art brought back from Egypt, Ivan is going to wait until he is short of money and take them out a little bit at the right time. It is also a good idea to sell them directly to the goblins of Gringotts or the pure-blood wizard families who are interested in this.

After the two settled down, Mundungus became more enthusiastic about Ivan.

Under Ivan's inquiry, he said a lot about Knockturn Alley and London's underground world, which he was very familiar with.

Harry, Ron and Mr. Weasley talked about Sirius and wanted to know what he was doing in Norway.

"The stew is ready, Fred, George, you go in and help carry it out," Mrs. Weasley called from inside.

Mundungus didn't look at the twins who suddenly disappeared. He had been carefully looking at the plates and goblets that Ginny had just brought out.

"Jesus, look at this man, I bet it's sterling silver."

"Yes, I heard Sirius say that this is the most exquisite silverware made by goblins in the fifteenth century, and it is engraved with the crest of the Black family." Ivan said, "I suggest you better not hit these things idea, unless you want to be ripped apart by Sirius."

"No way, I'm not that kind of person..." Mundungus said vaguely, polishing the glass with his cuff.

"Fred, George, come on, pick them up!" screamed Mrs Weasley.

Everyone turned their heads and looked towards the kitchen. It was too late to say it, and then they hurriedly ducked their backs and avoided the table.

Ivan kicked Mundungus by the way, kicking him who was still immersed in the tableware.

The next second, Fred and George magically threw a large pot of stew, a large iron kettle of butterbeer, a heavy breadboard, and a knife all at them.

The pot of stew slid across the entire table and stopped just at the edge of the table, leaving a long burnt black mark on the wooden table.

The jug of butterbeer toppled over with a clatter, spilling beer everywhere.

The bread knife fell off the board and plunged into the table tip-down, trembling menacingly.

That was exactly where Mundungus' right hand had been a few seconds earlier, looking terrified and pale.

If Ivan hadn't kicked him and made him dodge in time, his right hand would have been pierced by a knife from top to bottom... Browse the reading address: