Arms Dealers From Hogwarts

  Chapter 13 Aibeini

"how much is it?"

  Reid asked dryly, he wanted this thing too much.

The price of   GH-325 in the weapon shop is 50,000, and in Jemini’s case it is 100,000.

  If the negative effects of its own can be wiped out, the weapon shop cannot be so cheap, after all, it is something that brings back the dead.

  Reid bought three, a total of 300,000 pounds, paid first and then delivered.

  So far, Jemini’s £60,000 deposit has become two hundred and ten thousand.

  Looking at Redman solemnly holding the three potions in his arms, Jemini's eyes were a little weird: "To be honest, the effect of this thing sounds a bit incredible, you are not afraid that I lied to you?"

   "We all know one thing." Reid said seriously: "As long as you want, you can kill me at any time, or you can force a confession to me and squeeze out all my wealth."

   "But you didn't do this, maybe because you are too young and not cruel enough, maybe because you are very principled."

Reid explained: "But there is one thing, you are definitely not willing to give up long-term cooperation because of this little money, and as a family boss, I can provide you with a lot of help. After all, at your age of eleven or twelve, a lot of It shouldn’t be convenient for you to come out in person, otherwise you wouldn’t be so troublesome to overthrow my brothers."

  Talking with smart people is always so comfortable.

  You don’t need to talk about benevolence and morality that don’t require any cost. You only need to abide by your own principles to do things.

  I only need to recognize two things clearly-what good is it for me? And what's the harm to me?

Most of the time when doing things, you only need to recognize these two points. That kind of benevolence and morality, you come to make money, but he talks to you about your ideals, and lets you work overtime for free, saying that this is a blessing, and you stay away from him. Just far away.

  This kind of person has always been the most unrighteous and unethical!

   "Happy transaction, sir." Jemini stretched out his hand.

"Happy Trading."

   Hold the small hand with the big hand and shake it hard.

   "If there is a need later, how can I contact you?" Reid asked.

  "If you can trust me, please give me your home address. One of my employees will come to find you tomorrow. You still need to worry about the food and accommodation in the weekdays." Jemini smiled gently.

  Reid thought about it, and gave Jemini the address anyway.

  He was not very worried. Once his family was in a high-end community, the security was very reliable, and the Viper only took care of his one-acre three-quarter land, basically no enemies.

   Then there is Jemini's skill. The group of people under his hands can't stop him. If you really look at yourself, there is no need to trouble your family.

  At least from the current contact situation, this is a very easy-going teenager, not so difficult to contact.

   And depending on his age, there may be a chance to invite him to be a guest at his home in the future.

  But what makes him a little puzzled is why his employees have to visit the door in person and provide food and accommodation by themselves?

  This kind of puzzlement did not last long, and soon he understood.

  The next day...

  The turmoil last night was suppressed by Reid early in the morning, and his subordinates were strictly prohibited from discussing the matter. After chatting with a group of cadres of the family, Reid drove back home.

  In the past two days, he plans to spend time with his family. What happened last night made him feel a little unreal. If it weren’t for the two big boxes and the three potions in his arms, Reid even wondered if he had a nightmare.

   "What's wrong, my dear, you don't seem to be in good spirits."

  Wife Sally, keenly aware of Reid's emotions, asked while cooking lunch.

Reid had put on loose pajamas at this time, and squeezed his temples after hearing the words: "I experienced something last night, and I still feel a little weird. I don't know how to say it. If I tell you the truth, you I must think I am crazy."

   "You married me without knowing your identity. After you got married, you told me that you were a family boss. I didn't think you were crazy. To be honest, I felt that I was crazy at that time."

  Sally smiled and shrugged nonchalantly. Reid didn't want to say, then she wouldn't ask more. The couple still had this tacit understanding for many years.

   "No, things are different this time." Reid smiled bitterly: "I feel that my worldview has been subverted. Would you believe that an eleven-year-old boy alone overturned all the men in my field?"

  Sally hesitated for a few seconds: "I know a very good doctor."

   "I knew you didn't believe it."

   "Dad!!!"

  Daughter Salina’s excited scream came, and Reid followed the reputation, and his baby daughter ran into the house in a hurry, holding a black owl in her arms.

  Just as Reid was about to say something, he glanced at the owl's paw, which was holding an envelope.

   "Look, this owl just squatted at the door, and said you might not believe it. It is here to deliver a letter. Look, there is a letter on it, which is for you."

  Salina’s nice little face was full of excitement, as if she had discovered something extraordinary.

"Huh huh? The owl delivers the letter? It sounds funny, is it a new prank you came up with?" Sally turned the pancake and said with a smile: "I suggest you let it go baby, the owl is not a cat, yes eagle."

   "No, this is not a prank, give it to me Salina..."

  Reid reached out and took the owl from his daughter's arms. The owl blinked and looked at Reid with big eyes, and grumbled.

  The address of Reid’s house is written on the back of the envelope, and the addressee says ‘Reid Black’. Open the envelope and there is a sticky note inside.

  ‘It’s called Aibeini,

  Please also take care of its board and lodging,

  I will stay in London until September,

  Address is Charing Cross Road, Broke Cauldron Bar

  After September, the address is: Hogwarts

  Don’t think about coming to me, you can’t find it either,

  Give the letter to it, it can find me.

  PS: It is a very arrogant bird. If you want to please it, I heard that dead mice are its favorite.

  —Jemini Fox’

  Reid looked at the sticky note in his hand with an incredible face.

   "What a magical person..."

   "Jemini Fox? Who is that?" Daughter Salina asked curiously, holding her small head.

  "It's a terrible...weird...unbelievable person?" Reid changed two adjectives in succession, both of which were not very appropriate.

   "Well, our family will have more new members in the future, pay attention to Salina, and be careful not to be pecked by it."

  Noting her daughter's teasing on Aibeini, Reid hurriedly said.

   "Wait." Sally pinched her waist and glared at her husband: "Why are you suddenly raising a large bird of prey at home?"

  Reid spread out his hands and looked helpless. It seemed that he needed a good explanation from beginning to end.

  (End of this chapter)