"That's right." Silan nodded.
"1500 Galleon, Dumbledore's approval, the Board of Governors will pay."
George and Fred exchanged a glance, both feeling their little heads buzzing.
Earn 1500 Galleon in one go!
What does this mean?
That's 100 more Galleon than winning the Daily Prophet jackpot twice in a row!
In the past, they wouldn't have even dared to dream of this.
Come on, who would put Weasley and Galleon together?
And it's 1500 Galleon!
George and Fred reached out and tugged at each other's cheeks in perfect unison.
The two of them grimaced in pain, yet couldn't help bursting into laughter.
This proves they weren't dreaming.
"If Mom knew this, she'd be ecstatic." George rubbed his cheek.
Fred rubbed his cheek in unison with his brother and said, "I bet Mom will want a new set of kitchen utensils."
"As for Dad, he'll probably buy ten Muggle remote-controlled cars."
The overwhelming sense of happiness made George and Fred almost faint. After a while, they forced themselves to adopt a serious demeanor as if dealing with business matters and began to speak in a pretentious manner.
"So, this is an outsourced job?"
That's not wrong.
"Then we'd better hurry," George said, rubbing his fingers together with a grin. "Time is Galleon."
"Hey, we're doing this for the students' safety," Silan waved her hand and said righteously, "Making money is secondary."
George and Fred both sighed in unison.
"Silan is such an honest and kind person."
"All I could think about was the safety of my classmates."
[Silver Tongue: Proficiency +1]
"In that case, I suggest we find some people to help; that would speed things up," George said.
Fred nodded in agreement. "They'll handle the basic material processing, and we'll take care of the spellcasting. That will be much more efficient."
"We'll just give them some money then."
"Silan, what do you say?" George and Fred asked in unison.
"Can."
"Then let's go find Ron and Harry, Silan, you go find Hermione."
"No problem."
Once George and Fred were in work mode, they didn't waste any more time on small talk. After a brief exchange, they each got to work.
Silan quickly located Hermione's position using the Marauder's Map and strolled over there.
Hermione wasn't at the library today; she took a few books and went to the small tree by the Black Lake.
Miss Granger's thoughts are hard to fathom.
No one knows why she gave up the comfort of the library and chose to study here.
There was nothing special under that shrub, except for some memories of her and Silan together.
The calm Black Lake is like a black canvas, on which the white clouds in the sky proudly show off their shapes as they pass by.
Hermione sat under the tree, turning the pages of the book with great concentration.
Silan walked slowly closer and noticed that Hermione was almost finished reading the book in her hands, so she didn't disturb her but simply watched her profile quietly.
The soft, gentle sunlight was filtered through the tree branches, turning into golden dust that fell on Hermione's face.
Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and she looked rather cute.
Hermione's gaze swept over the words in the book, and with a flick of her slender fingers, she turned to the next page.
I finished reading the last few pages quickly.
After turning to the last page of the book, Hermione didn't close it immediately. Instead, she stared blankly at the last page.
A jumble of thoughts popped into my head and landed on the blank pages, adding their own content.
"I've finished reading this book about Potions; the content wasn't too difficult..."
"I've been reading so many Potions books lately, and Neville's herbs are almost ready for harvest. Maybe I can tell Silan I can help him make Potions...?"
The thought that she could spend more time with Silan because of this made Hermione chuckle.
But the girl's mind was fickle, and the next second Hermione became hesitant again.
"But isn't that a bit too unreserved?"
Hermione asked herself the question and answered it in her mind.
"I just wanted to help Silan, that shouldn't be considered being unreserved, and I didn't have any other intentions..."
"Other thoughts..."
Hermione couldn't convince herself; she blushed with embarrassment, her mind racing as if a Hippogriff was hopping and leaping about in her head.
After spacing out for a while, Hermione put the book she had finished reading back on the pile of books next to her, and prepared to pick up another one.
When I turned around, I saw Silan.
Hermione's mind went completely blank for a moment.
Wait, what's Silan doing here?!
When did he arrive?
Did you hear me just now?
Remembering how she had been muttering to herself and chuckling foolishly just moments before, Hermione was instantly overcome with shame.
Hermione's despair intensified when she caught a glimpse of the pile of books beside her out of the corner of her eye.
She pieced together the pile of books into the shape of a human figure...
The upper body of this book-figure is made by stacking several books high, leaning against a tree trunk. She even thoughtfully added limbs and a head...
In short, it's clearly humanoid at a glance.
As for who it is...
The real target is right in front of us; there's no need to guess.
"Ah, Silan, when did you arrive?"
Hermione, her face flushed, forced herself to speak, her eyes darting around shyly as she barely dared to look him in the eye.
"Just arrived," Silan said.
Hermione was relieved.
If you just arrived, you probably didn't hear anything, right?
She hurriedly tidied up the pile of books.
Seeing her guilty look, Silan mischievously wanted to tease her, so she deliberately said, "Since you were just finishing reading, I didn't want to disturb you."
I've listened to the whole thing!
Hermione, who was tidying up the pile of books, froze, her face burning.
Silan had originally wanted to ask Hermione why the pile of books was arranged in the shape of a person, or who it was, but seeing Hermione so shy she wanted to disappear into the ground, she gave up the idea.
After Hermione hurriedly tidied up the books and relaxed, Silan finally spoke and explained about making the amulet.
"If you have time, you can come and help us," Silan said with a smile. "Of course, the reward will be substantial."
Hermione nodded after listening.
Dumbledore of having Silan make amulets that could turn into roosters to protect the students was a good thing.
As for why a live rooster wasn't used, Dumbledore probably had other plans.
Silan didn't say, so Hermione didn't ask.
"So, Hermione, are you coming?" Silan asked.
"Of course," Hermione agreed with a smile, but her bright eyes darted around restlessly.
"But I don't need the money." Hermione shook her head. "You can have my share."
"This..." Silan hesitated.
Hermione noticed his hesitation and smiled, "I don't want money, I want you..."
At this point, Hermione realized something was amiss and quickly added, "How about you spend a few days with me during the summer vacation as payment?"
"Of course," Silan agreed.
Anyway, he'll be going back to the orphanage for a few days during the summer vacation.
Seeing that her little scheme had succeeded, Hermione blinked, picked up all the books on the ground, and walked towards Hogwarts Castle with Silan.
The two of them entered the Room of Requirement and found Ron and Harry already there.
George and Fred were talking to them.