Chapter 410: Rainy Season Just Passed

"Good... good."

Some whimsical ideas flashed through Professor Qiluo's mind. He still didn't ask anything, just carefully put the thing in a box, covering up a trace of worry in his tone.

He was shallow in knowledge and couldn't understand what this was, but it was also a cookie-like thing, so how could it compete with that trick shop?

When he spoke, Diagon Alley was still crowded, and no wizard noticed the conversation here.

"Professor, you are stunned."

Sean looked up and said.

"Oh oh—"

Professor Qiluo came back to his senses and handed a contract to Sean,

"Mr. Green, please take a look, Shop 77 in Diagon Alley, the rent is 500 Galleons a year."

Hearing this number, Sean nodded, even lower than he imagined.

This was the largest wizard commercial street in the UK, where every inch of land was worth an inch of gold, and rent of several hundred to 1,000 Galleons was very normal.

The rent for the trick shop was 700 Galleons. In comparison, the rent here was even cheaper, and he didn't know what was cheap about it.

Maybe it was too dilapidated.

Taking the magic contract, Sean didn't sign his name quickly. He just let go of a paper airplane and waited for his teacher.

After all, no matter how cautious one was with a contract that had magic added, it wouldn't be too much.

Sean looked at Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. Professor Marcus Maige's stern brows were slightly soft, and she was chatting and laughing with the shop manager with meticulously combed blonde hair.

He breathed a sigh of relief. The handling power of this matter had gone through some twists and turns.

In the end, Professor Taila persuaded Professor Marcus Maige with "I haven't had a disciple in 70 years" and "It is the tradition of the alchemy world for a teacher to sit in the alchemy workshop for a student."

Before long, Professor Taila, who received Sean's message, would arrive.

Before that, Sean had to complete another necessary task.

He took out a contract and handed it to Qiluo.

"Professor, take a look."

Professor Qiluo took the contract with some confusion.

The word "reward" on it stung his eyes a bit too much.

He hadn't done anything with a reward for a long time.

Last time, he even "offered" his entire family fortune.

"Annual salary of 1,500 Galleons—this, this is too much!"

Professor Qiluo shivered,

"No, no, I don't need this kind of thing, Mr. Green. Qiluo is not an ungrateful villain... at least the current Qiluo is not... such a reward could hire too many wizards..."

He had never thought about wanting a reward, and even just now, when Sean said what they were selling, he had already prepared for a bleak business.

His body was slowly recovering, and according to his ability, it was not difficult to fill the rent and operating expenses for a year.

And seeing such a high reward suddenly, he became completely worried. Could their shop earn it back?

The contract shone in the sun, and the content inside was very detailed but simple.

The client Sean had the obligation to pay the agent Qiluo a reward of 1,500 Galleons and had the obligation to provide the agent with certain potions;

The agent Qiluo needed to firmly maintain the client's interests, keep the client's secrets, help the client manage the business, and must not have concealment, deception, etc., towards the client...

It could be said that this was very equal for both sides. The client needed to pay a high reward, while the agent needed to offer true loyalty.

"The wizard most suitable for this matter, I only know one, Professor."

Sean said.

Facing Sean's sincere request, Qiluo's eyes turned red.

He had... not received such courtesy for a long time...

Diagon Alley was bustling with noise. At that time, the rainy season had just passed, clouds came from all directions, and rays of sunlight flashed on the zenith.

He had many choices, without death and fear, he could do anything, he could go anywhere.

He stood at the intersection for a long time, but didn't look at the requirements for himself and signed the contract—he didn't need to know.

"Professor, you haven't looked at the requirements behind..."

Sean said in surprise.

"Oh oh, this is not needed, Mr. Green."

Because no contract could require him to be more loyal.

The air fell into a short silence.

Professor Qiluo looked at the dilapidated shop, worried.

A few seconds later, a figure walking with the wind appeared not far from the shop.

"My disciple, not a bad location."

Professor Taila came from afar. She first squatted down beside Sean, then carefully checked the magic contract and nodded at Sean.

"Professor Qiluo, what a surprise, to be able to see you here."

Soon, Professor Taila chatted with Professor Qiluo.

Although it was chatting, neither of their eyes left Sean much.

"What name are you going to give your alchemy workshop?"

Professor Taila suddenly turned her head and asked.

"Fairy Tale Workshop, Professor."

Sean thought for a while and said.

"I should have guessed it earlier."

The professor rubbed Sean's hair and left in a hurry soon after.

Sean also said goodbye to Professor Qiluo soon and returned to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.

At this time, Professor Marcus Maige seemed to have just finished her shopping trip, pulling Sean to buy some other gifts.

At the entrance of Diagon Alley, Sean and Professor Marcus Maige were carrying large and small bags of things, and then the professor waved her wand, and they transformed into one small object after another. ===== CHAPTER 411 =====