Ch119- Hatching Plan

Ch119- Hatching Plan

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Cyrus, with years of experience in the potion ingredient business, uncorked each potion, taking a moment to assess their quality through smell and a quick visual inspection. His expertise in the field was not to be underestimated, and his reaction to Harry's potions was one of genuine amazement. "These are all high-quality, indeed. I would dare say they surpass what's currently available on the market," Cyrus acknowledged, his tone conveying both surprise and respect for Harry's skills.

Harry, pleased with the positive assessment, nodded in agreement. "I've been working on refining the brewing process to ensure each batch maintains this level of quality. My hope is to introduce these potions to a wider market, with the Greengrass family's renowned distribution network serving as the perfect conduit."

Cyrus, considering Harry's proposition, leaned back slightly, his gaze thoughtful. "This is an interesting proposal, Harry. Your approach to potion making is quite innovative. I believe there's potential for a mutually beneficial arrangement here."

Cyrus then inquired about the logistics behind Harry's potion venture, revealing a keen interest in the practical aspects of their potential partnership. "And, do you have a plan for distribution?" he asked, his eyes searching Harry's for an answer.

Harry, with a thoughtful expression, admitted, "Actually, one of the main reasons I'm seeking collaboration with you is for your expertise in distribution. Your family already has a well-established business model. If it aligns with your interests, we could form a symbiotic relationship. You supply the ingredients, I'll produce the potions, and together we sell them."

Cyrus rubbed his chin, considering Harry's proposal. "While the idea is appealing, I'm concerned about the scale. Exactly how much ingredients would you require, and how capable are we in meeting those demands?"

Harry's grin widened, signaling he had already pondered this question. "I'm glad you brought that up," he said just as Neville Longbottom, accompanied by his grandmother, Augusta Longbottom, approached them.

Neville, with a smile, greeted Harry, "It's wonderful to see you here, Harry. This is my gran." Augusta chided her grandson gently for his casual introduction, emphasizing the importance of noble etiquette.

Harry, ever the diplomat, extended his hand to Lucius, a gesture of civility amidst the undercurrents of tension. "Lord Malfoy," he said, maintaining eye contact—a silent display of confidence. Turning to Narcissa, Harry's manner softened as he greeted her with a respectful kiss on the hand. "Lady Malfoy," he addressed her, his tone imbued with a warmth that contrasted with the formalities exchanged between the elders.

Lucius Malfoy, with a tactician's eye for opportunity, interjected into the conversation about the burgeoning business collaboration among the families. "I've overheard the potential for a business alliance. While the Malfoy family prides itself on not boasting, it's well-known that our ventures have consistently succeeded in the market," he stated, his tone carrying the weight of decades of financial acumen.

Cyrus Greengrass, not one to be easily swayed or impressed, responded with a polite yet firm dismissal. "While your offer is appreciated, Lord Malfoy, our consortium here represents a complete circle of production, distribution, and expertise. At present, we see no gap that necessitates outside involvement." His words were diplomatic but left no room for misunderstanding; the Greengrass, Longbottom, and Potter collaboration was self-sufficient.

Undeterred by the rebuttal, Lucius offered a parting consideration. "Should the time come when you wish to broaden your horizons further, the Malfoy network spans continents and crosses oceans—a reach that could prove beneficial." His mention of the Malfoy's international influence was not an idle boast; their financial and social tendrils extended well beyond the British Isles, a fact known to all within the wizarding community.

Lucius Malfoy, with a graceful nod to the group, remarked, "Well then, it was a pleasure," before turning his attention to the passing Minister of Magic. "Cornelius," he greeted, subtly shifting the atmosphere as he and his family departed towards Fudge. The Yule Ball, while a celebration, also served as a crucial networking event for the wizarding elite, a fact underscored by the interactions that evening.

As the adults delved into their discussions, Harry found himself amidst his peers, exchanging stories and insights. However, his attention was momentarily diverted by the conversation involving his Aunt Petunia. Helena Greengrass, despite her initial warmth, couldn't completely mask her surprise upon learning Petunia was a squib. Her tone, though still polite, carried an unintended note of condescension. Harry, sensitive to these nuances, was displeased inwardly at the treatment of his aunt, a sentiment Nigel didn't fail to notice.

"Ah, the subtle art of snobbery," Nigel remarked dryly in Harry's mind. "A reminder that even in the most enlightened circles, old prejudices die hard."

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