Drinking black tea calmly at Hogwarts

When night fell, the study in Majiazhuang was brightly lit, and the candles burning on the candlesticks made crackling sounds from time to time.

Lao Ma was sitting behind the desk, he raised his head slightly, and looked at his son standing motionless across the desk.Mrs. Ma stood by the desk, her worried eyes flicked between the father and son from time to time.

The three people in the study didn't speak for almost an hour, and it was Lao Ma who finally broke the silence.

"Do you think I didn't think of the things you proposed?" The old horse said to Xiao Ma, "But have you ever thought about the consequences of it?"

Pony nodded.

"In this case, why did you bring up these things?" the old horse yelled at the pony, "Do you know how much harm this will do to the Malfoy family?"

"When a person is about to die of thirst, a cup of poison can temporarily relieve him from thirst. Maybe he can find water and a way to detoxify during this time." Xiao Ma ignored his father's anger and did not back down. Said, "We have been too high-profile for hundreds of years, so when someone is looking for fat sheep, the first thing that comes to mind is the Malfoy family who seem to have endless gold coins."

"Draco" Madam Ma shouted in surprise, it was the first time she saw her son talking to his father like this.

"Don't worry, Narcissa." Lao Ma said to his wife, "Our son has grown up, is sensible, and has his own ideas, which is a good thing."

"But" the old horse said, turning his head to the pony, "I don't see any good for the Malfoy family."

Then, the old horse said in a stern voice: "For 100 years, no matter who is the Minister of Magic, one of the things they have in common is to ban flying carpets from appearing in the British sky. You must know what is behind this matter? an interest group."

"And you, the son of the Minister of Magic, actually publicly proposed to open the import of flying carpets"

"I think Scrimgeour and the Indians would be happy to give you a two thousand pound medal."

"But on the list of foreign trade items, we have no other choice." Xiao Ma said loudly, "Aside from flying carpets, what else can we get enough profit in a short time?"

"Furthermore, those families who unite against the flying carpet and let only their broomsticks fly in the air in Britain, how much energy do they have now, and the tax they pay now is only one-tenth of what they used to be"

"But they still have enough contacts and favors. As long as they are willing, our family will definitely not end well." Lao Ma said.

"Then bring them over." Xiao Ma said calmly, "As long as there are enough interests, they will stand by our side."

"Just give them a guarantee that when the Weasleys go bankrupt and they regain the market, we'll ban the import of flying carpets again."

"And we can make consumers think that those flying carpets are made by the British themselves, just change the packaging."

The old horse leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

At this time, the pony wisely didn't bother him.

After a long time, the old horse asked: "Then the Indians will tell their flying carpets to be made in England?"

"I have a plan." Pony said.

"We can find a third-party agent and let him buy the flying carpet from India, and then we will buy the flying carpet from him, and then hand it over to the family that was originally related to the broomstick for sale."

"On the one hand, we only need to pay a little profit to avoid the excuse of importing flying carpets directly from India and instead import raw materials from other places."

"Have you chosen an agent?" Lao Ma asked.

Xiao Ma didn't answer Lao Ma's question directly, but turned to his mother, and said, "Mom, you should know the most talked about gossip news a month ago."

"You mean the incident where someone took the twin sisters of the Patil family away at the same time?" Mrs. Ma asked.

The little horse nodded, but the old horse frowned and said, "Do you want to be tied to a stone and thrown into the lake to feed squid?"

The pony said confidently, "We can get this done without disturbing him."

"When we rescued Sister Patil that day, I could see that he would never let Sister Patil return to his family. For this purpose, at least for now, he must put the scene of that night The show continues. Otherwise, as long as the two sisters are still at Hogwarts, the Patil family will have an excuse to bring them back."

"I can use his agent status to discuss this matter with the Patil family, and the profit that belongs to him can be used as the dowry of the two sisters. And I can also use the reason that he wants to give the two sisters a surprise, Let the Patil family keep it secret for the time being."

"At that time, under the cover of this heavy identity, the Ministry of Magic can buy the flying carpet back without signing any documents, and then sell it to the dealer."

"The Indians have always wanted to sell the flying carpet to the UK. This is an opportunity for the Patil family to make contributions. As long as it is done properly, they will certainly not mind some irregularities in the initial transaction."

"From the point of view of the process, the Patil family is the exporter of India in the entire transaction process. They sold the flying carpet to a non-British person, and the Ministry of Magic only imported some raw materials from this non-British person. , nothing about the Malfoy family."

After the little horse finished speaking, the old horse thought for a while, and then said mercilessly: "There are too many loopholes, you take it for granted, everything works according to your ideas, if you are writing a novel, you must be rejected." Readers cursed to death."

"You haven't reached the level where the world revolves around you. There will definitely be many unexpected accidents during the period. Do you have a plan to deal with these accidents?"

In the end, the old horse changed his mind and said: "But this method can still be tried. You can find a way to improve your plan, and then you will be responsible for this matter."

Lao Ma has nothing to do now, he has to try everything in order to make money.It's not that he didn't expect this method, but if it is not done well, the Malfoy family will have a reputation of betrayal.It's just that reputation doesn't help much in the current situation, so we can only wait until we get through this hurdle.If it was done well, and a few more smoke bombs were thrown, then the Malfoy family could hide behind.

"Okay." Pony replied happily.

"Then let's talk about the second thing." The old horse's eyes became sharp again, "Let the Death Eaters collect their own taxes in the British district, and only need to pay the amount set by the Ministry of Magic. You know this the consequences of the matter?"

"I know." Xiao Ma replied, "If the Ministry of Magic set a quota of 100 Galleons, then they will actually collect at least 200 Galleons in this name."

'This will lead to looting across the country'

Xiao Ma said nonchalantly: "We can protect the pure blood family from being affected. As for the mixed blood and mudbloods, let them do whatever they want. And we can also levy magic usage tax on any non-pure blood wizards."

Under Voldemort's command, pure blood is supreme, and it is politically correct for the "Mudblood" to die. Not only will the pony's approach not anger Voldemort, but it will also be appreciated by him.

With Lao Ma's current position, he can't find a reason to refute, after all, this tax cannot be collected on his head.

"I'll think about this matter again, and I'll let others bring up the specific details when the time comes. Don't mention this matter to others." Lao Ma said.

At this time, Lao Ma felt a little tired. Although the plans proposed by his son were feasible to a certain extent, none of them had a good reputation.However, the next finale problem was what gave him the most headache.

"How did you come up with a way to make money by selling positions in the Ministry of Magic?" Ma's tone became as cold as ice and snow at this time.