The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

This is an outrageous thing.

Ron obviously hated Link so much, but in the end he still wanted to work in the factory Link opened.

But in fact this is understandable, even quite reasonable.

After all, Ron is a pauper.

He was so poor that even the "Daily Prophet" could only be read by Harry and Hermione, not to mention other snacks and toys.

As for going to George and Fred's factory to work.

That's what's really impossible to do.

No one knew better than Ron how bad his two brothers were.

George and Fred even snatched back the Galleon they gave to him, the new prefect, with the excuse of 'you're completely useless'.

The workshop they opened is more like a sweatshop, and the wages are pitifully low, and there are personal dangers.

Ghosts go there to work!

So for the sake of Jin Gallon, Ron still came to the M.O.M.H.L factory.

Of course, whether you really want to work here depends on whether the remuneration previously announced by Link and John is true.

With deep suspicion, Ron looked at the notice board in front of him.

There were dozens of jobs posted densely on the bulletin board. The first thing that caught Ron's eyes was the specially enlarged "10 Sico/hour" behind the first few jobs.

'1 Galleon equals 17 Sickles and equals 493 Nats. This means that as long as you can work here for two hours a day, you can have a full Galleon and 3 Sickles? Merlin! The waiter at Diagon Alley's ice cream shop is only paid 10 Galleons a week! As long as you catch up with 17 hours here, you can work like a man for a week? '

Ron felt his heartbeat speeding up suddenly, and a large amount of blood rushed to his forehead, making him feel dizzy.

But soon this excitement was replaced by a deep sense of loss.

Because these 'maximum salary positions' that were deliberately placed at the top of the bulletin board have all been crossed out.

This means that these positions have been filled and do not need manpower.

"Let me just say it! This must be false propaganda. How can there be any reason why a part-time student salary is higher than a full-time job? Link is no different from George and Fred. He is as black as a crow!"

Ron muttered under his breath.

But at this moment, a big hand clapped on his shoulder.

"what--"

Ron was so startled by this sudden change that he jumped up, but when he turned around, he saw a senior Hufflepuff girl looking at him with the same terrified expression.

The other party is not very beautiful, but he has a hot body, protruding back, and is a head taller than Ron. He is the type that can make most men unable to look away after just one glance. .

It's a pity that Ron was so terrified at the moment that he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the beauty of the other party.

"Oh! Sorry, I scared you." The girl reacted first, apologized and introduced herself, "I'm Gregory Lynn from the Human Resources Department of the M.O.M.H.L factory. I saw you've been watching The sign came to say hello,

Excuse me, are you looking for a job? "

"No, no, no! I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense!"

Ron blushed, and he denied it while pulling up the scarf to cover his face.

Goodness see you.

He deliberately woke up early to avoid being discovered by acquaintances. He originally thought that he would come here today to find out the news, and if it was good, he would find a way to disguise himself and come to work.

As a result, I ran into an employee of the M.O.M.H.L factory before I finished investigating the news.

'How to do how to do? He is Link's employee, if he tells Link about my visit, then I will be finished! No, I have to leave now! '

Ron panicked and turned around to leave.

As a result, the female HR named Gregory Lin stretched out her hand and dragged him back.

"Don't be in a hurry, brother," Gregory Lin said in an eager tone with eyes shining as if seeing Jin Gallon, "Anyway, I'm here, why don't I introduce to you what's going on?" Post. After listening to me, if you really think you can’t do it, then it’s not too late to leave.”

Ron turned his head away and waved his hands again and again:

"No, no, no, all the positions here are closed. I've seen them just now."

"Who said there are no more recruits?" Gregory Lin frowned suspiciously, but soon realized something, turned his head and glanced at the few 'maximum salary positions' at the top of the notice board, and suddenly realized, " Oh! You said those positions! Please, now that the factory has been open for more than a week, those positions have naturally been picked away. But don’t worry, there are still positions that are slightly worse, come with me have a look."

Ron naturally refused, and wanted to escape after struggling.

But Gregory Lynn didn't know where the huge force came from, but he directly pulled Ron to another notice board.

"Here! How about this one? A wizard chess enchanter with an hourly wage of 7 Sickles."

Gregory Lynn pointed to a post above the notification card and said.

As soon as this remark came out, Ron, who was still struggling violently, suddenly froze in place. He turned his head with difficulty and said:

"Seven Sickles an hour? Is that real?"

This is a rather idiotic question, because Ron himself had already seen the black and white words on the notice board while speaking.

But Gregory Lin still explained with a smile:

"Of course, but this position requires you to have an excellent OWL score in Charms and have a certain level of alchemy skills. It is best to take the alchemy course of NWET."

"I'm only in fifth grade this year, and I haven't passed the OWL exam yet."

"Really?" Gregory Lynn said in surprise, "You don't look that small."

Ron lowered his head shyly. He felt that Gregory Lynn was praising him for his maturity.

"I'm really sorry, this was my mistake." Gregory Lynn apologized and pointed to another position again, "So how about this position? Humeizi killer agent dispatcher, the hourly salary is 6 Sikes, but you need to pass A practical test, only students who successfully make three copies of the test can officially take up the job."

"Uh, this... I don't like this very much."

Ron said weakly, and lowered his head at the same time, because although the Humeizi Killer is a relatively common and simple potion, as an inferior student in Potions, his success rate in making it is still pitifully low.

Ron has never regretted not studying hard like today.

If he had listened to Hermione and taken Potions classes seriously, the job that paid 6 Sickles an hour might be his!

Naturally, Gregory Lynn couldn't read Ron's true thoughts. Seeing Ron's pitiful appearance, she comforted him instead:

"It doesn't matter. There are other jobs. It's just that the money is a little less and the people are harder."

Gregory Lin searched for a while on the notice board, and then pondered:

"Well, potion material processor, the hourly salary is 5 Sikes, and basic knowledge of potion science is required. You should be able to do this, right?"

Speaking of this, Gregory Lynn seemed to think of something again, and whispered close to Ron's ear, "In addition, each station in this job is separated for safety reasons, so you don't have to be afraid Was it discovered by someone else that you came to work?"

Ron was very excited when he heard Gregory Lynn's narration, but when he heard the last sentence of the other party, he only felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and said with a look of horror:

"You...how did you know?"

"Hehehe——" Gregory Lin covered her mouth and smiled, "I have seen too many students who are thin-skinned and afraid of being laughed at by their classmates because they come here to work. But actually being laughed at by others What's the big deal? Are you going to lose anything? Once we're not breaking the law and we're not disturbing others, is it still wrong to earn money from our own labor? The real pain is not having money. Mark it here Wouldn't it be nice to work for a few days and then go to Hogsmeade to eat and drink, or buy a present for my parents?"

Ron looked at Gregory Lynn blankly, he had never heard similar words anywhere else.

But it was undeniable that he was somewhat moved by Gregory Lynn.

Especially the phrase 'no money is the real uncomfortable thing', he was deeply touched by this.

Reminiscent of the grievances he encountered in the past because he had no pocket money, Ron only felt his nose sore, nodded and said:

"You're right, there's no shame in making money from your own labor!"

Hearing this, Gregory Lin's eyes lit up and said:

"Does that mean you're willing to do the job?"

Having said all of this, Ron had nothing to hesitate, and nodded again.

"Oye! That's great!"

Gregory Lynn cheered, took Ron's hand and ran into the Human Resources Office not far away, quickly took out a contract from the drawer and placed it in front of Ron, saying:

"Sign here, and here you need to press a fingerprint, and I will give you ink pad..."

Ron was guided by Gregory Lynn to sign and sign on the parchment, so fast that he couldn't even read the contract written on the parchment carefully.

This shouldn't have happened, but Ron really didn't have the heart to take care of these things at the moment.

Because it wasn't until now that he suddenly realized that his hand had been being held by Gregory Lynn, a beautiful senior, and that she seemed to... had been talking close to his ear.

Recalling the feeling of hot air blowing against his ears, goosebumps appeared on Ron's arms.

While Ron was thinking wildly, Gregory Lynn had already helped Ron complete the signing of the contract.

Gregory Lin pointed to the direction of the door and smiled sweetly:

"Okay, Mr. Weasley, turn right when you go out, and the third classroom is the workshop you are going to. You can just go in and pick any station and start working. Haha, don't worry, every station is equipped with a timer Counting equipment, will never take any of your copper knuts."

While speaking, Gregory Lynn pushed Ron out of the office, and then closed the door, regardless of Ron's stammering and obviously having something to say.

Bang——

As the door was closed heavily, Gregory Lin heaved a long sigh of relief, flicked the parchment contract in his hand and said happily:

"Succeeded in fooling a fool again, and today's commission has added 2 silver Sickles, hehe, that's great!"

After finishing speaking, Gregory Lynn put away the parchment, made herself a cup of coffee and sat down, put her two long legs on the table, and started fishing without any manners.

Ron in the corridor naturally knew nothing about what happened behind the door.

He stared blankly at the closed door in front of him, his fiery brain quickly cooled down, and after a while, he walked to the right in a daze.

It wasn't until he actually walked into the classroom that Gregory Lynn pointed out to him that Ron gradually woke up from his fantasy.

At this moment, four rows of neatly arranged workstations appeared in front of his eyes.

Gregory Lynn really didn't lie to him, these workstations were all separated by dark brown wooden boards, and there was only one opening on the side facing the aisle.

Due to the early time, there was no one else in the workshop except him.

At this point, Ron had no way of turning back. He could only sigh and walked into a hidden workstation in the innermost part of the workshop.

The compartment door closed automatically, which made Ron finally feel a little safe.

He turned his head and began to look at the environment of the work station, only to find that there was a full set of potion processing tools hanging on the partition wall, such as dragon leather gloves, which were easily damaged, and there were extra spares. This is very different from the George Fred workshop where you need to bring your own tools.

Not only that, but there are also two buttons, one red and one gold, on both sides of the empty metal workbench. Under the red button, "Supplementary Raw Materials" is marked, and under the golden button, "Submit Finished Product" is marked.

Ron sat in front of the workbench and tentatively pressed the red button.

Click——

The trap door close to the red button opened instantly, and a small pot of wormwood was popped out. At the same time, two digital clocks were counting time appeared on the wall in front of Ron.

Looking at the bright red numbers that were beating fast on the clock, Ron felt a little at a loss.

He danced around at the work station for a long time before he finally remembered his work, picked up the tool bag on the wall and began to process the wormwood in front of him.

Absinthe wormwood is one of the main ingredients of Dreamless Sleep Potion and Blood Tonic Potion, and its processing procedure is not complicated.

Simply chop it, juice it, boil it, and strain it to get a vermicelli juice.

Even a first-year student who had just taken a few potions classes could easily get through it.

So even though Ron was a little embarrassed at the moment, the progress was still very smooth.

After frantically filtering and bottling the wormwood juice, and putting it in the tub, Ron pressed the golden button on the right.

Click——

There was another crisp sound of mechanism, and an alchemy mechanical arm stretched out from the small door on the floor of the golden button, and quickly grabbed the wooden basin back.

One of the two digital clocks in front of Ron stopped counting.

The above time is fixed at '11 minutes and 43 seconds'.

Not only that, but that time was also recorded separately on a digital leaderboard on the right side of the clock:

No. 1 - Station No. 17, '11 minutes and 43 seconds';

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