Percy's previously bitter and resentful expression turned into stunned look after Bajir's words.
However, he was still a little confused, "The Muggle market is huge, but my father's salary is not high either?"
Bagir patted his head again, what a simple wizard!
"In fact, what I'm talking about are all done by famous shops in Diagon Alley. Let me just give you an example, a second-hand robe shop. The second-hand products there are actually first-hand, but because of the fabric, or even directly made by Muggles, they changed their names. .”
"This aspect of security is an area under the jurisdiction of your father's department. You can definitely write a law, such as what business license is required for wizards to use magic on Muggle items for business."
"Are you still short of money by then?"
Percy nodded in realization.
Bagir nodded happily and asked casually: "How much is your father's salary?"
Percy rubbed the back of his head sheepishly.
Now he is not as gloomy as before, and he is no longer holding himself up.
Like the big boy next door.
"My dad earns 50 galleons a week, not counting bonuses and overtime."
"What?" Bagir couldn't believe it.
50 galleons, which is 250 pounds.
According to the exchange rate at that time, 1,000 yuan.
This was 1991, and the average salary was only 195 yuan!
This is still a weekly salary!
"We are wizards. We can actually rely on magic to eat and drink. Even clothes. There are 9 people in your family and 50 Galleons a week is not half that!"
"Wait a minute," Bagir thought of a possibility and looked at Ron, "Where do you usually go to Diagon Alley to buy things."
"Huh?" Ron, who was still immersed in the fact that his father was actually very powerful, came back to his senses.
"For clothes, Madam Malkin's Robe Shop. For toys, Zuko's Joke Shop. Food and drink, not counting snacks, are actually grown and raised in our own garden."
Bagir began to doubt life.
"These, these are the raw materials of the wizard's factory, the products processed by the wizard's magic."
"Although it is also a civilian store, those who really know the business go to what I just mentioned, such as second-hand robe shops. Or they can directly go to the black market to exchange pounds for consumption in the Muggle world."
"The magic book can also be printed at the Muggle World entrance of the Leaky Cauldron, at the print shop at the end of Charles Cross Street."
"The owner of that store is a wizard, so you don't have to worry about protection laws."
Ron, Percy, "It can still be like this!" X2
the other side.
Bagir's face drooped.
Now he's a clown.
The poor guy is himself!
Um? Isn’t that right?
Even if this is the case, it won’t mean that you have no money?
These are also civilian shops.
The Weasley family also has a bonus!
If not, what about overtime pay?
"Where else did your family spend their money?" He looked at Percy.
Percy touched his chin, "Bill, Charlie, me, Fred and George's wands, robes, textbooks and other school supplies. Charlie, Fred and George's brooms. Ron's comic books, toys. Ginny's clothing."
"My dad's hobby consumption. For example, this year, his scrapped turquoise Ford Anglia 105E luxury sedan cost 50 gold galleons."
"When we give out bonuses, we will also go on a trip."
The further he spoke, the lower Percy's voice became.
After this sorting out, plus what Bagir said before.
Only then did he realize that their family was not without money.
But spend money indiscriminately.
Percy was very uncomfortable.
He suddenly remembered that both his father and mother were born into so-called pure-blood aristocratic families.
His father's mother was from the Black family.
Although the union with Weasley was not blessed, it still brought a large dowry.
There is no shortage of money at all.
His mother was from the famous Prewett family and had been an Auror for generations.
The Auror office had almost become the Prewett family's main talking point.
If it wasn't the Dark Lord who caused the death of the Prewett family, only his mother would be left.
Their family wouldn't be like this now.
Born and raised in such a family, it is no wonder that they spend money lavishly.
Not to mention that as wizards, they actually don’t have to worry about food and drink, they can rely on magic to solve everything.
Bagir was also shocked by the extravagant consumption of the Weasley family.
Quidditch is not a game for ordinary people.
Racing broomsticks, in the wizarding world, are equivalent to sports cars in the Muggle world.
The Weasley twins' broomsticks are five-star sweeps.
They both entered school in 1989.
At that time, the Sweep Five Star was the latest product from the Sweep Broom Company.
Although the twins only joined the school team in 1990.
At that time, Sideswipe Broom's new product was also six stars.
But it’s also amazing.
As the founding company of racing broomsticks, Sideways Broomsticks is considered a world-class company.
Equivalent to the status of BMW in the Muggle world.
Who would buy two BMWs for two children in second grade?
What kind of family is this?
Not to mention traveling.
In the third film of the Harry Potter series, the Weasley family spent almost 700 gold galleons (winning the "Daily Prophet" prize) to travel to Egypt.
I bought Ron a new wand by the way.
But the car.
As a second-generation rich man, he also loves cars.
He was very impressed by this antique car.
The girl who sold the car was in the car and tried her best to impart this knowledge to him.
Ahem, what a sage learns in time is deeply impressive.
The Ford Anglia was launched in 1959, and 007 actor Bruce South bought it for £50 in 1971. Second hand, the cab door is a bit broken.
And now it's 1991!
50 galleons, the official exchange rate is 300 pounds!
Not to mention, this is a junk car.
There is indeed a reason why the Weasley family is poor!
"Where did your dad buy it? I want to sell him something too."
Bagir's eyes were shining with gold, and he discovered a way to get rich!
It's not good to let outsiders make money, let him do it!
He is Ron's brother!
Beloved relatives and friends!
Finn the owl?
Don't show up, I'm afraid Ron will misunderstand.
Percy replied uncomfortably: "At the Mongletons."
Bagir was so angry that he instantly abandoned his big plan to make money.
Recalling the painful past.
"Him! Despicable liar and thief!"
"He once lied to me! He even cheated a kid! He even lied to a copper nut!"
"The Ford Anglia 105E Deluxe Sedan, even complete used, will not cost you more than 8 gold galleons!"
Once upon a time, when he was a simple child and had no memories of his previous life.
In the Leaky Cauldron, he was tricked by Mongotten into buying a glass marble for a knut!
Ron plucked his ears suspiciously, "But the Mongletons are from the Order of the Phoenix! In other words, they are Dumbledore's men!"
Percy's eyes narrowed, looking for someone to devour.
All he wants now is to find an Auror and catch the liar who defrauded his family of money!
His dad bought junk!
Rounding off, his family was directly defrauded of 50 Galleons!
His father’s salary is almost a month!
"He is not Dumbledore's person! To be precise, he is not Albus Dumbledore's person!"
"He is the man who likes to play with goats and has been accused many times, the owner of the Pig's Head pub, Aberforth Dumbledore!"
"I'm going to write a letter to my dad!"
As he said that, he gave Ron a stack of parchment in his hand, "Give them directly to your classmates. This is your class schedule for this week! I want to write a letter! Go back to the dormitory and write!"
Ron looked at Percy's leaving back, "He must be mad! This is the first time I've seen Percy like this. His voice was broken when he spoke!"
Bagir nodded, "After all, it's 50 Galleons!"
Counting the 7 gold galleons given by Old Tom and the money earned at the train station.
He currently only has 9 gold Galleons, 114 silver Sickles, and 40 copper Nats.
1 Galleons = 17 Sickles, 1 Sickles = 29 Nats, then 1 Galleons = 493 Nats.
After conversion, he now has 15 Galleons, 13 Sickles, and 11 Nats.
"It seems that this summer vacation, no, if the world you travel to is modern, you can consider bringing some airplane parts to sell to Ron's father." Bagir pondered.
Ron pushed Bajir, "What are you thinking about? You're grinning so much that you're grinning from ear to ear! Come with me to distribute the class schedule!"
"Yeah!" Bagir nodded repeatedly.
It's up to Ron to make a fortune!
