章節 273: Voldemort: Blake, You Are Just Like Me Back Then!
"I promise the price will be fair this time!"
"Because what I intend to do is a long-term business."
"So we must ensure high quality and low price!"
Blake knew that only when his snacks reached the corresponding level of high quality and low price.
Then the treasure chests fed back to him by the little wizards would be a lot!
"You're telling the truth?" Fred and George became excited.
Because of their business acumen, they were not poor at all.
The Weasley family was poor, but what did that have to do with the Weasley twins?
So, if Blake could keep it cheap and good, they would really be able to eat this snack for a long time to come.
Otherwise, if it was before,
They thought that Blake's snacks were all bought from the Muggle world during his vacation, and the quantity was limited, so it was basically impossible to eat for a long time.
"Then give us the task of selling snacks!"
"That's right!"
"We only need a little... dividend, as our reward!"
The Weasley twins, who have a keen sense of business, immediately sensed business opportunities.
To be honest, if it weren't for the holidays yet.
They all wanted to sneak off to the Muggle world and stock up on these treats.
Of course, they didn't know that a large part of these snacks are not available in the Muggle world of Britain!
"No no no!" Blake shook his fingers.
"It's just a small fight to sell it to you. And it will be just the two of you walking around to sell, how much can you sell?"
"If I want to do it, I have to make it big! I don't want to be a mobile vendor."
Fred and George looked at each other, "What do you want to do?"
Blake spread his hands, "I plan to open a canteen in Hogwarts!"
"What does a canteen mean?"
"Well, it's a store in the school! Of course, our store only sells these snacks"
Fred and George looked at Blake with sore cheeks.
"It's fine if you don't want our help in selling them. But you should at least find a better excuse."
"Opening a store in school? Where would you even do that?"
Blake puffed up his chest, "Hehe..... Isn't the backstage empty at this time?"
"Hiss..." Fred and George gasped.
It was only then that they remembered.
The one in front of them is the master who can choose where to go to detention!
Blake's style had always been about getting things done.
In view of the recent issue of the treasure chest income becoming too little,
Of course, he would not give up such an opportunity he found now.
After he made up his mind.
He didn't even care about eating, so he strode towards the principal's office.
With a meow, White jumped off the table and chased after him.
It then jumped onto Blake's shoulders in two or three jumps.
"Blake..."
Excited to find Dumbledore, Blake halted helplessly.
He turned to look.
Quirrell, in his exaggerated hood, was looking at him.
"Uh...Professor Quirrell. Are you looking for me?"
Blake entered the state at the speed of light, and activated his intermediate acting proficiency!
"Yes, Blake, are you free tonight?"
Blake wanted to say he wasn't free.
But...
Opening a store or something of the sort could actually take a while.
But he wanted to know what Voldemort wanted him for.
If he could gain his trust and learn his full plan,
Blake reckoned that he might be able to gain some more benefits from being with Voldemort.
"I'm free tonight. You know, none of those homework trouble me, I can handle them easily."
"That's good..." Quirrell looked at the staff seats.
After confirming that Dumbledore wasn't there.
He said, "I'll take you somewhere tonight."
It was the same secret classroom where Quirrell taught Blake The Entrail-Expelling Curse last time.
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When Blake finally reached their last training place,
The wooden target that was crushed last time was still lying there miserably.
Quirrell waved his wand.
Then he pulled over two chairs and a table next to him.
"Sit down, let's have a good chat," Quirrell said.
Blake sat down obediently.
"What would you like to drink?" Quirrell asked.
"Um...whatever, Professor," Blake said.
Quirrell said, "I remember you like sweet things."
He tapped lightly on the table.
A cup of warm, sweetened pumpkin juice appeared in front of Blake.
"Thank you." Blake took the pumpkin juice.
He didn't know what Quirrell, or Voldemort for that matter, wanted to do with him now.
'He doesn't just want to chat with me, right?'
Blake heard Quirrell ask, "How are you doing lately?"
Blake looked at Quirrell and saw that the cringe that usually appeared on his face had completely disappeared.
He knew that the Quirrell in front of him had changed.
Now, talking to him, was Tom Riddle.
"I am okay." Blake's acting skills started.
He looked like a stubborn child who obviously had a hard life, but reported good news to his family but not bad news.
"But you don't look well, boy..." Tom's voice was gentle.
Blake felt that if he was an ignorant little wizard who didn't know his true face.
He would definitely feel that he was a good professor and a kind person.
Of course... Blake is no other little wizard.
"I.....I don't know...I'm conflicted. Professor." Blake had a struggling look on his face.
"Oh.....I can understand, boy. I understand how you feel very well!" Tom said, spreading his hands,
"On the one hand, you are grateful to Dumbledore for saving you from the impersonal rescued from an orphanage. On the other hand, you're bothered by his morbid desire to control, aren't you?"
Tom absolutely sympathized with this!
Because he found that Blake's experience was not exactly the same as his own, but it was also mostly similar!
It was Dumbledore who had brought him from the orphanage into the wizarding world.
But... Even though he, Tom, became the best student in Hogwarts!
And the most beloved student by all teachers and students!
He couldn't get Dumbledore's trust either!
That old guy had been staring at him wierdly since he started school!
Especially after he unleashed the basilisk spell to kill a man...
Isn't this similar to Blake now?
Blake was pretty much the same now as he was back then!
Excellent, smart, and well-liked by everyone.
But so what?
Before, when Blake had spoken against Snape, and when he'd stunned everyone at the Dueling Club.
Tom could clearly see the distrust in Dumbledore's eyes!
Just like his original self!
This old guy really hadn't learned his lesson at all!
'Wasn't this just an opportunity for me to take advantage of?'
In his opinion, Dumbledore's education was a joke.
When Dumbledore first met him in the orphanage.
On the one hand, he told himself not to use power to benefit himself.
On the other hand, he set his closet on fire, threatened and intimidated himself, and asked himself to apologize to the children he had bullied.
It was the liveliest class Tom has ever had!
Tom had since realized something.
That was, as long as you were strong enough, you could force anyone to do what they didn't want to do!
Just like Dumbledore did.
He forced him to apologize to those orphanage children whom he always regarded as ants!
Because Dumbledore was stronger than Tom as a kid!
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