"…We have analyzed the magic contained in this diary."

"In addition to the Horcrux, we have also found some interesting magic in it that can be referenced, and we have improved it to complete industrialization."

"Mr. Lucius Malfoy, the Tianming Group intends to establish some factories in Austria, the United Kingdom, France, and other countries, not only targeting consumers in the magical world, but more importantly, opening up the market in the non-magical world. Are you interested in assisting in the management and operation of several of these industries as general manager? We can provide you with generous remuneration and bonuses, as well as employee safety guarantees."

"As for now, the first major product is 'Super Absorbent Magical Sanitary Napkins'. This is developed based on the self-protection of the Horcrux diary. You can consider it carefully…"

Lucius Malfoy walked along the corridor of Hogwarts Castle, his mind constantly replaying the conversation that had just taken place in the Hogwarts kitchen.

Although he had made some psychological preparations in advance, the reality was much more magical than he had imagined.

The Horcrux that the Dark Lord regarded as his life, an infinitely evil Horcrux… One of the Horcruxes… was being played with and developed by that witch princess like a toy, like a lab rat used as a prop in Transfiguration class.

And the most terrible thing was that when Eileen was introducing it to him, she used the word "we" without any hesitation.

In other words, this was not just her action.

Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald, these two old wizards were clearly core participants.

In addition to that, the great alchemist who suddenly announced his comeback this year after hundreds of years, the Ministry of Magic whose attitude has become ambiguous and radical…

As a "socialite" who is well versed in the rules and entanglements of the magical world, Lucius easily outlined and rendered a vast underground alliance in his mind.

Of course, from the current situation, this alliance is not a very close-knit and solid organization.

Otherwise, the Ministry of Magic would not insist on placing people in Hogwarts on the one hand, and subtly guide the establishment of the "Magical Market Management and Supervision Department" on the other.

With the complete downfall of the Dark Lord who prompted these forces to cooperate, the next thing is the struggle for interests—just as he judged, the Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts, and the previous Dark Lord's side, multiple forces began to divide the resources of the future society as prey, and the most important and basic of these is naturally absorbing new members.

After decades of observation and wandering, Lucius Malfoy knew very well the drawbacks of the Ministry of Magic and the Hogwarts school board.

Most of the right to speak has long been divided up. Even if he tried his best to squeeze into the school board, he was more of a fool being ordered around and paying money.

However, compared to the intricate complexity of the magical government and school factions, the "magical market" in the magical world and even the non-magical world is a virgin land that no one has cultivated.

Magical sanitary napkins… Exclusive global distributor and agent?

Lucius Malfoy's eyes flickered. Putting aside those insignificant vanities, this sounded quite promising.

Not to mention, that witch princess also promised security guarantees for "employees," which was something that neither Voldemort nor the Ministry of Magic had.

Of course, that contract was not a one-sided benefit. When the witch princess extended an invitation to him, she also gave him a small test:

With technical support, policy support, and financial support, he must provide a feasible operation plan within half a month.

Otherwise, his future identity may not be a "brand general manager," but an ordinary channel distributor.

"…Lucius, Lucius? Lucius!"

Just as Lucius was thinking about how to respond to this test, he suddenly felt someone shake him hard.

He suddenly came back to his senses, turned his head to look to the side, and saw his wife looking at him with dissatisfaction, while his rebellious little cub was further ahead.

And further ahead of the two of them was the location of this year's Hogwarts second-grade parent-teacher conference—the Transfiguration classroom.

Some scattered conversations vaguely came from the half-closed classroom door.

Obviously, many parents and students had arrived, and the parents were using this time to briefly exchange ideas.

The Hogwarts second-grade parent-teacher conference was arranged in the Transfiguration classroom, which surprised many parents.

Many people thought that Professor McGonagall would be responsible for the parent-teacher conference for fifth-grade or seventh-grade students, after all, they were about to face O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s.

"Are you okay? Lucius—"

Narcissa Malfoy frowned, looking at her husband who had been a little absent-minded since just now.

"What exactly are you thinking about? This isn't like you. No matter what, you have to restrain your mind for the time being. There are many other students' parents in the classroom."

"It's nothing. I was just thinking, what if one day we have to—"

Before Lucius could finish speaking, he suddenly closed his mouth and vigilantly looked at the unpleasant red pile approaching not far away.

Red hair, red-trimmed academy robes, and the loud, boisterous voice that could be heard from far away.

In the entire Hogwarts, no—in the entire magical world, there was only one such family.

"Oh, Mr. Weasley, it seems that the disadvantage of raising too many children is not only a tight life…"

Lucius Malfoy quickly recovered his usual arrogant expression and looked at the Weasley family walking towards him.

"Tsk tsk, are you planning to squeeze all of your family into the second grade? Or do you have some special programs to perform before the parent-teacher conference?"

In this era when pure-blood descendants are generally withering, the Weasley family is too conspicuous as the only pure-blood wizarding family in the current British magical world that has raised seven children.

It must be known that although the Weasley family is called "the shame of the pure-bloods" in people's mouths, they are also the object of envy for many pure-blood wizarding families when discussing each other in private.

It must be admitted that especially when this family appeared in front of people, the visual impact was simply too strong.

"It's none of your business, Malfoy—"

Arthur Weasley ignored the ridicule in Lucius's words and quickly said tit-for-tat.

"We are here to find Professor McGonagall. Please make way—if you don't plan to move forward, at least don't block the middle of the road."

"Professor McGonagall, oh yes, you are very busy today. You have a parent-teacher conference to attend for seven children. It seems that you have to miss some of them?"

Lucius Malfoy said softly, not hurriedly, his eyes wandering around Mr. Weasley.

"Of course, as a member of the Hogwarts school board, I have many channels to ask the professors for information…"

He paused deliberately, his mouth slightly raised, as if waiting for something.

"Really? We can also ask the professors for the parent-teacher conference…"

Mrs. Weasley, who was originally talking softly with her youngest son, suddenly brightened her eyes and asked happily.

However, before she could finish speaking, Arthur Weasley interrupted vigilantly.

"Don't mind this guy, Molly."

Mr. Weasley took a small step forward, just blocking Lucius.

Unlike Molly, Arthur Weasley knew too well the pretentious and self-important pale middle-aged man in front of him.

This kind of good thing of helping others never happened to Malfoy. Most of this hateful guy's actions were to show off himself or ridicule others.

If you don't want to be in a bad mood, then it's best not to give Lucius Malfoy a chance to show off or speak from the beginning. This is the coping method Arthur Weasley has summarized.

"But…"

Mrs. Weasley looked at the children behind her with some hesitation, wanting to say something but stopping.

Lucius Malfoy was right. Compared to other wizarding families, their number of children was a bit too many.

On weekdays, it's just a little more effort. She and Arthur can barely cope with it, and the older Charlie and Bill will also help.

But the parent-teacher conference is really impossible. The seven children are now divided into five grades. Apart from Charlie and Bill, there are four parent-teacher conferences for them to attend.

Even if she and Arthur separate, there will be at least two grades of children who will not have anyone to accompany them at the parent-teacher conference.

Almost all students' parents will be with their children. The Weasley couple don't want their children to be the few exceptions.

Even if they can't be there the whole time, they want to find some compromise, so they want to ask Professor McGonagall about the situation first.

"Why not consider switching remotely? Um… I remember the student handbook should have this function—"

Just then, a girl's voice suddenly sounded from behind everyone.

Mrs. Weasley turned her head and saw Hermione and Mr. Granger standing on the fourth-floor moving staircase, shifting over.

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