Chapter 76

When Murphy walked into the Siren's Song again, the atmosphere was a bit strange.

The originally bustling tavern suddenly became quiet, and everyone was secretly watching him.

He felt a bit strange and scanned the room, but no one dared to look him in the eye, and they all avoided his gaze.

He walked to a table, intending to ask what was going on, but the latter immediately stood up and wiped the stool for him, "Lord Murphy, please sit."

Murphy found it a bit funny, but also understood.

He had only brought down a Head of the Auror Office, and he had actually established prestige among this group of marginal wizards.

These guys have a keen sense of smell.

But this feeling is not bad. He didn't sit down, but thanked the person, then picked up a glass of wine on the table and drank it, saying to the whole room: "I'm happy today, I'll cover all the consumption here!"

The guests were stunned for a moment, and then burst into a cheer: "Murphy! Long live!"

Murphy ignored the guests who were lively again and walked toward a room in the back. Lisandro opened the door for him personally, "The master ordered, here, you will be a VIP from now on. This room will only be used by you and your friends in the future."

Murphy looked at Lisandro with interest, "Xiao Luo, I still like your unruly appearance before."

Lisandro's face twitched, but he didn't refute, which made Murphy a bit embarrassed, "Just kidding, don't mind. Thank your master for me."

In the room was the goblin Locke who had been waiting for a long time.

Locke was now wearing a suit that looked quite expensive, with a pair of gold-inlaid pointed leather shoes on his feet, three gold chains around his neck, and five huge gemstone rings on his hands.

Hiss.

Who is this ugly nouveau riche?

Why is this outfit so flamboyant!

"Locke, have you made a fortune recently?" Murphy asked.

"Thanks to you, I have just been promoted to Manager of the Fund Operations Department of Gringotts Bank in the UK," Locke said, a smile appearing on his ugly face.

Even if Murphy didn't quite understand the expressions of aliens, he could see that he was quite proud of this.

"Congratulations, congratulations."

"It's all thanks to your care." Locke said.

When the goblin said this, his tone was quite sincere. In fact, he was able to become this manager because of Murphy. Murphy previously let Locke operate his property in the wizarding world and gave him a lot of convenience, such as allowing him to invest in some high-quality products or projects under certain conditions without notifying himself in advance.

Over the past half year, relying on the huge volume of Murphy's property and his own economic mind far exceeding the wizarding world, he had achieved some gains for Murphy.

Incidentally, it also made his own performance at Gringotts appear very outstanding, so he was promoted to this manager position.

Without Murphy, with his bloodline disadvantage, it would be almost impossible for him to climb to this position in his life.

This goblin, who had been looked down upon by his family and all his kind since he was a child, had since developed a habit of showing off, wishing he could write "I am a manager" on his forehead and walk around everywhere. The outfit he spent most of his savings on was a concentrated manifestation of this habit.

Murphy expressed understanding of this.

Whether it's humans or goblins, everyone is a vulgar thing. Living, isn't it just for a sense of superiority?

It's not easy to be superior, and if you can't show it off, are you trying to suffocate people?

"I asked you to come here this time for two things," Murphy said, sitting next to the goblin to avoid being dazzled by his big gold chains.

"The first thing, I want to open a shop, and I'm ready to let you advise me."

"You say, what kind of shop?"

"The name, I haven't thought about it yet. Its main business is similar to the security company in the Muggle world. Do you know what a security company is?"

Seeing the goblin shake his head, Murphy had to explain: "A security company provides security services, such as protecting the personal safety of wizards, or protecting facilities from intrusion, protecting important items from being stolen, etc..."

The goblin still didn't quite understand, "Sounds like the work of Aurors and Gringotts."

"Yes, but not exactly the same. Aurors won't specifically protect an ordinary wizard, but what if this wizard is threatened by another wizard? Aurors generally don't care about this kind of thing, but a security company can protect that wizard personally to avoid him being harmed. As for Gringotts, it's impossible to protect the property and collections in a wizard's home, right?"

"For example, the Malfoy family, I heard that their house was set on fire some time ago, and everything was burned. Many precious famous wines and many valuable black magic items were burned. If there was a security company to protect them, such things could be avoided."

Locke: "..."

Wasn't that fire at the Malfoy house set by you?

Do you think I'm like that group of stupid Aurors who don't know anything?

It's spread all over the world, okay!

But the goblin didn't dare to say anything, nor did he dare to ask, so he could only do whatever the boss said.

"I roughly understand. However, most wizards have wands, and most of them have learned some combat magic in school... and now it's not the wizarding war era, black wizards have all been caught, everyone is very safe, should no one need such security services?"

Murphy: "They don't need it, it doesn't matter. I need it."

Hmm?

Locke's thinking was a bit turned around. You open a shop, and then you buy your own services?

What kind of play is this?

But a flash of light flashed in the goblin's mind, and he suddenly understood, and then he was scared by his own thoughts.

Murphy wants to build his own Auror army!

Worthy of being the new Dark Lord in the rumors!

Now he is preparing to build his own thug legion?

And what's even more terrifying is that he doesn't want to engage in any secret organizations like the previous Dark Lord. He just does it openly and legally! This pattern is not inferior to the Dark Lord before the previous one.

"This... there is no precedent in the wizarding world..."

"So, there is no law prohibiting it, right?" Murphy said.

Locke nodded.

"That's fine," Murphy said, "You think for me, what kind of shop to open, what kind of name to use, to better meet my requirements?"

Locke really wanted to say that opening a Murphy-brand Auror Office would be quite suitable. As for the shop name, it would be called Murphy's Ministry of Magic, which would definitely be very appropriate and accurate, and absolutely meet your requirements.

But he didn't dare. He was just a goblin with a little bit of cleverness, and he still wanted to count gold coins until tomorrow.

So he racked his brains to think, "How about a Pest Control Shop? It feels somewhat similar to the security company you mentioned."

"No! It's a security company, not a housekeeping company." Murphy flatly refused. Pest control, he escaped from the Ministry of Magic just to not deal with pests, and now he is going to open a pest control shop? Murphy was afraid that his anxiety would flare up again.

"Then... Quidditch Training Camp?" Locke said, "Should be able to recruit some young wizards for training..."

"Team?" Murphy's thinking was opened up a bit, "This idea is not bad, but it's not a team. Dueling Club? Or Auror Training Class?"

The selection of Aurors is so strict, surely someone wants to come for special training, right? Wouldn't it be possible to put people trained by yourself into the Auror team?

No, it won't work. Spilled water is hard to take back. The Infernal Affairs is the best example.

It is safer to keep the power in your own hands.

"Forget it, let's just go with Wizard Security Shop."

"Let's talk about the other thing, how is your search for house-elves?"

(End of chapter)