Chapter 1141： someone wants to be lazy

  Chapter 1141 Someone wants to be lazy

   "Albert is such a jerk, went on a trip by himself, and threw everything at us."

  Fred, George, and Lee Jordan have been in rather complicated moods recently. Ever since their Defense Against the Dark Arts items became famous in the Auror circle, they soon received large orders from the Ministry of Magic.

In fact, the store not only received large orders from the Ministry of Magic, but also received a large number of mail orders from owls every day, and had to deal with wizards who came to the store to buy defense against the dark arts items, making them all sold out up.

  Even with Lupine's help, the three of them are very busy every day, living a life of pain and happiness.

   It's just that the three of them lost their minds when they thought of Albert who didn't know where to travel after marriage.

  No way, everyone is working hard to make money, but that **** is slacking off by the side, how can we not be angry, can we not pull him to work together?

   "Didn't Albert say that someone will come to help us soon?"

  Lee Jordan is looking at a batch of goods that will be delivered to the Ministry of Magic today.

   "It's been a few days, and no one has come."

   It's not that the three of them haven't thought about hiring helpers, but they are still worried after all.

  Recently, there are quite a few guys who are jealous of them making a lot of money, and some **** even went to the Ministry of Magic to sue them for monopoly, and fake defense against the dark arts items popped up like leeks.

  However, many counterfeit products were suppressed by the detection and confiscation office of counterfeit defensive spells and protective equipment, and their father Arthur helped them save a lot of trouble.

  As for someone going to the Ministry of Magic to protest and expose the shady scene in the newspaper?

  It's all useless.

  Because Scrimgeour's request is very simple: take out qualified defense against the dark arts props.

  If you dare to use fake and inferior black magic defense items to fool people, you will be fined and sent to prison.

   While they were complaining and checking the accounts, the bell of the store rang.

  The three of them looked out the door together, and saw Shanna in a summer dress entering the store, and greeted the three of them with a smile.

   "Could it be..."

"You are…"

   "Albert said..."

   "Helper?"

   All three of them looked at Shanna expectantly, hoping to get a reply they wanted to hear.

   "Can't you finish it all at once?" Shanna looked at the store, and found that many cabinets in the store were empty, and packages were piled up everywhere on the ground.

"Yeah, Albert told me that you are very busy recently, let me come over and help you with some trivial matters, and help you through the busiest period now." Shanna looked at the three of them helplessly, It feels a little funny.

   "Great, I can finally get rid of this annoying job." Lee Jordan was in a good mood, and decisively handed over the matter at hand to Shanna.

  Honestly speaking, his math is so-so, and the little things in the store are driving him crazy.

"This is my job?"

   "Yes, this is your job." Lee Jordan handed the owl order to Shanna again, "You need to sort out the owl mail order order, help verify the mailing quantity every evening, and that's your location."

   As he spoke, he pointed to the cashier at the front desk.

"This is the price list of the products in the store. You also have the task of settling the turnover of the day every day. Those annoying things always make my head hurt." Lee Jordan is very happy to finally be able to hand over these tedious and delicate tasks to someone else.

   "There are so many owl orders every day?" Shanna looked at the report in her hand, and was very surprised by the high sales and profits of Defense Against the Dark Arts items.

   "Yeah, the sales are amazing, and it's making us burn out." Fred couldn't help complaining: "Sometimes I almost thought we were opening a defense against the dark arts props store."

   "Everyone doesn't feel safe now." Shanna nodded in understanding, and she could feel the uneasy atmosphere when she came to Diagon Alley.

"The most important thing is that our defensive props here are guaranteed, and we have been approved by the Aurors, so we won't buy inferior products." Looking at the stacked packages, George couldn't help but sigh, "In fact, these are all Aber special credit."

   "I dare say that guy actually expected it from the beginning, so he pulled us to do coolies."

   "That guy just likes to order people around." Shanna said with a smile, "However, you did earn Galleons, so it should be a win-win situation."

   "It's true to say so, but... well, it's just a bit out of balance." Fred was a little depressed, "We are busy working to make money, and the guy is on a leisurely vacation."

   "Who made that guy so smart?" Shanna admired Albert's ability.

  Who would have thought that Albert, through the support of the Ministry of Magic, would make the sales of Defense Against the Dark Arts skyrocket.

   "Obviously he likes to be lazy, but he always talks about handing over the work to the right person." Lee Jordan couldn't help complaining.

   "I heard that Gallon, which the Ministry of Magic bought to defend against the dark arts, was actually obtained by the Ministry of Magic by fineing the Death Eaters." George said suddenly.

   "Fining Death Eaters? Are you sure?" Shanna raised her head, suspecting that she had heard wrongly. Fines for Death Eaters are a new thing.

   "It is said that Scrimgeour wanted to kill all the Death Eaters." George wanted to laugh when he said this.

   "Why don't I know?" Fred asked suspiciously.

   "Stop laughing, keep talking." Lee Jordan is very interested in such gossip news.

   "Later, it seemed that Lucius Malfoy was considered a well-known pureblood, so they fined their family 50,000 Galleons and gave him a chance to be imprisoned for life." George was particularly happy when he saw that the Malfoy family was in bad luck.

  The Malfoy family is rich, so rich that they can buy life imprisonment with the money.

   "Where did you hear that?"

   "Diggory told me last time." George said with a smile, "this matter should not be considered a secret in the Ministry of Magic. I have to say that our new minister can always surprise people."

   "The Ministry of Magic would allow such a thing to happen." Shanna was very surprised, frowning and said, "I think this looks like a blatant robbery, and no one has any objections?"

"Probably because all the employees of the Ministry of Magic have benefited from this incident." George guessed the reason why Scrimgeour dared to do this, "Everyone hates Death Eaters and wants to kill them all. Do you care that it's unreasonable?"

   "Benefit?"

   "As far as I know, our new minister used this fine to buy defense against the dark arts props for the employees of the entire Ministry of Magic." George finished speaking and pointed to the pile of packages next to him.

   "In short, Scrimgeour bought the entire Ministry of Magic?" Shanna was also stunned by Scrimgeour's showmanship.

   "That's right, probably using the Death Eaters' Gallon to fight against the Death Eaters. Now everyone hates those Death Eaters so much, no one thinks there is a problem."

   "I suspect that this is Albert's brilliant idea for Skrein." Fred gloated, "Otherwise, who would have come up with such a bad idea?"

   "It's really like what Albert would do." Lee Jordan also nodded, "That guy likes win-win, and he doesn't know how many times he won this time!"

  Most of the Garen that was punished from Malfoy's gang flowed into their pockets by purchasing black magic defense items.

   "But do they really need these things? I mean..."

   "You don't know how bad they are at Defense Against the Dark Arts. Many Ministry employees can't even use the Iron Armor Charm." George explained.

   "Are the wizards in the Ministry of Magic really so bad that they can't even use the Iron Armor Charm?" Shanna expressed doubts about this. Shouldn't wizards who can work in the Ministry of Magic have good grades? How could you pull your hips like this?

   "That's because we were lucky and met Albert who was willing to teach us." After helping to count today's mail, Fred turned his head and asked, "You should be fine with seafood pasta for dinner!"

   "What kind of noodles?" Shanna didn't realize it for a while.

   "Today's dinner." George explained: "I'll ask the house-elf to help prepare an extra."

   "The house elf was also hired by Albert, and he usually helps take care of the lives of the few of us." Lee Jordan explained, "By the way, Dobby's cooking skills are very good, you will know later."

   "It's almost six o'clock, and I dare say Diggory is late again today." Fred said suddenly, "Shall we send the other mail first."

   "Who said I was late."

   "One minute and thirty-seven seconds," said George, shaking his pocket watch.

   "It must be because your pocket watch is faster." Digory didn't care, his eyes fell on the package in the corner of the shop, and he began to call other employees of the Ministry of Magic to help check and accept it.

   "Fifty pieces in total."

   After they packed the package in a non-traceable stretch bag, they took George to Gringotts and settled the payment on the spot.

   This is why Albert is willing to give the Ministry of Magic a 20% discount.

  Although it seems that they have earned a lot less galleons, they actually didn’t suffer a loss, because the price was set by themselves, and no one else would know even if it was too high, not to mention earning a good reputation for themselves.

   "It's really enviable!"

   "I'm envious, you have two followers."

   "Don't talk nonsense." Digory made a booing gesture, "One of them came to give money, and the other came to check the quality of Defense Against the Dark Arts items. I'm the only one who ran errands."

   "Originally we planned to ask Diggory to help in the store." Fred shrugged, "In the end, this guy actually went to my father's place to work as an assistant."

   "However, now that Shanna is here, we don't need you anymore."

   "It's really sad." Digory took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Fred, "This is the Ministry of Magic's request for the Defense Against the Dark Arts items, if you can..."

"We can't, we are too busy now, and we don't think we have the ability." Fred interrupted, "I will pass it on to Albert, but you also know that he is traveling after marriage, no one knows at all Where did he go, so we can only wait, and we will reply to you as soon as we have the result."

   "Okay, then I'll go first, and you will deliver the next batch as soon as possible!" Digory was a little helpless, but he also knew that it was best not to disturb Albert's post-marriage trip right now.

   "We can't get up soon, there are too many things to do every day, and we are almost exhausted." Fred couldn't help complaining as he watched Diggory's leaving back.

   "By the way, I almost forgot something. How about your potion?" Lee Jordan turned his head and asked. "Can you make vitality tonic?"

   "Oh, this is no problem, my potion NEWTs certificate got E (excellent)." Shanna asked suspiciously. "You need me to make a vitality tonic?"

"Yeah, we need that thing to keep alive. We are too tired to work every day. The level of the three of us medicines is very average. We used to use the stock left by Albert, but it has been used up two days ago." Li Jordan said and looked at Fred, "I remember that Albert has a formula for leaving vitality tonics."

"Wait a mininute."

  Fred went inside and quickly brought a notebook.

"How about it?"

   "According to the formula, it should be fine." Shanna flipped through the formula of the Vitality Tonic and asked curiously, "Is this Albert's improved version?"

"right."

   Just then, George's voice came from outside.

   "Help move all the mailed packages out." George called the postman along the way, and a large group of owls came with him.

   While proofreading, a few people let the owl leave with the package, and kept busy until the sky began to darken.

   Shanna finally knew why Albert asked her to help.

   They are too busy alone.

  Even she herself is exhausted enough, and there are still a lot of things to do now.

   "Let's eat first." George suggested.

   "Did Albert tell you about your salary?"

"Well, I told you, he said it was deducted from his share, so don't complain. He said that such a busy work can't last for a few years. Let's stick to earning the money first." Shanna looked around and found that there was something wrong here. Like the activity room of the Wizard Card Club, music is still playing next to it.

   "Let's work it out for a few days." George hesitated for a moment, and then said, "If you think it's appropriate, you can consider staying in the store directly. The salary will definitely satisfy you."

  He felt that it was inappropriate for Albert to pay Shanna's salary, and then they would have no chance to complain about that guy's laziness.

   "Yes, you can't let Albert pay you with his Galleons, otherwise we will complain about him in the future." Fred agreed with George's proposal.

   "We must not let that guy succeed, or he will leave everything to us in the future!" Lee Jordan also agreed with Fred and George's decision.

   "We'll talk about this at a later time. I'm just here to help." Shanna didn't immediately agree, and changed the subject, "Where are you and Angelina now?"

   "She wants to play." Fred was very helpless, although he also supported Angelina's playing, but...

"Take your time, don't rush after girls." Shanna said with a smile, "Angelina actually likes you quite a bit. However, she won't let go of Quidditch easily, so you may have to wait for a while. "

   "I can afford to wait, but I'm afraid..." Fred didn't finish speaking.

  After graduating from school, many couples are busy with their own affairs, and their relationship gradually fades away.

   "The welfare here is really good!" Shanna looked at the seafood pasta and quickly changed the topic.

  She knew what Fred was worried about.

"Yeah, working overtime at night and supper, if it weren't for these delicacies, we all suspect that we can't make it through." George took the topic very understandingly, "There will be minestrone soup later, it tastes very delicious, you can't miss."

   At this moment, a group of silver light passed through the wooden door and landed on the dining table, making the sound of Sirius.

  (end of this chapter)