"It didn't have any special meaning."
A catchy, almost hypnotic melody echoed through Jon's mind, and he could not help but smile. "A magical castle inhabited by fairies—simplified, that's the name."
It was rare to hear such an interesting explanation from Jon. Helga was still rather pleased by the praise.
"Fine, then it's settled. How about coming to the castle for the test in three days?"
Jon nodded. "Of course."
Having received a definite answer, Helga's consciousness withdrew from the portrait.
Jon watched Helga leave, then lowered his head to glance at the calendar beside him.
"If it's three days from now, I can use these next two days to take care of something else."
Jon flipped through his notes and found an entry marked with a key symbol.
"But since it involves a large amount of money, I really need to mention it to Father."
Using the Floo Network to return home to Greenwich, Jon went upstairs to his room and took out a bank deposit certificate—it contained the pocket money and savings he had accumulated since childhood, but it was naturally nowhere near enough.
His main purpose in coming today was to borrow some money from his father.
The amount did not need to be much. For the first phase of his plan, Jon only needed to invest fifty thousand pounds. He already had more than forty thousand in savings, so Mr. Smith only needed to make up the difference.
But Jon needed Mr. Smith to carry out his plan. He was still a child, and there were certain places he could not enter and leave at will.
Of course, he also needed some other means. Mr. Smith's social standing was still too conspicuous, and besides, he was not professional enough.
"Headhunting Company? What do you need those