"Blank? What does that mean?"
George and Fred craned their necks, leaning in from either side to ask, "Lucius isn't going to help?"
Silan didn't rush to answer. She flipped the Permission Form over and glanced at it, noticing that the Ministry of Magic's signature and seal were already written in the lower right corner.
"This means we have to fill it in ourselves," Silan said.
George and Fred stared wide-eyed, clicking their tongues in amazement. "You can do that?!"
This Permission Form has already been signed and stamped, which means that whatever they write on it will be valid.
"What's the difference between this and not having been censored at all?" George and Fred thought to themselves.
"Putting everything else aside, Lucius does have a lot of influence in the Ministry of Magic." George looked at the Permission Form and clicked his tongue in amazement. "My dad said he knows people in almost every department."
Silan hadn't expected the Permission Form to come through so quickly, thinking, "Lucius probably used his influence to give us the green light all the way."
"That's great. We have the start-up capital and the company Permission Form; all that's left is to increase production. We need to step up our efforts," Fred said.
George nodded, his excitement rising, and said, "Let's try to finish the first batch before Christmas, so we can make a fortune during the Christmas!"
Silan nodded happily.
Buckbeak's matter was resolved, Pippin sent money again, and now the company permit issue has been resolved.
"What a wonderful morning..." Silan thought to herself.
They returned to the Room of Requirement and quickly filled out the company Permission Form with a quill pen.
[Name: Prewett and Weasley Joint Trading Company]
[Business scope: including but not limited to Alchemical Materials, alchemical items, magical tricks, prank props (including Dungbomb)...]
[Company Representatives: Silan Prewett, George Weasley, Fred Weasley]
The three people signed their names in succession.
"Hello, Mr. Weasley." Fred grinned and extended his hand to George.
"Ahem." George coughed twice, feigning seriousness, and shook hands with Fred with a grin. "Hello, Mr. Weasley."
The two played happily for a while, then turned to look at Silan at the same time and extended their hands to him:
"Hello, Prewett."
George and Fred tried hard to keep their expressions serious, but their eyes couldn't help but crinkle as they looked at Silan with smiles.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley." Silan reluctantly extended his hands and shook hands with them.
George and Fred were extremely satisfied, their lips curling into smug smiles, as if they had already foreseen becoming the richest people in the Wizarding World.
After basking in his pride for a while, George finally said:
"Fred and I will be making models of other Magical Creatures. The Hippogriff, which we're focusing on, will be yours."
Fred handed Silan a production manual, instructing him, "You can take a look at the production details first, and ask me any questions you may have."
"I don't think we'll need it." Silan shook her head and beckoned, "Crystal core, Accio."
A smelted crystal core flew into his palm.
These were materials he had refined during his previous smelting practice, and he had given a large portion of them to George and Fred.
"Accio without a staff?" George was taken aback.
Moreover, judging from Silan's practiced manner, it seems he was already familiar with Wandless Casting.
But he's only in Third Year!
Even other Third Year students might not be able to skillfully cast the Accio even with a wand!
Silan held the crystal-clear, dazzling core in her palm, rubbed her hands together, and cast a Transfiguration Spell.
The crystal core transformed in his hands into an exquisite model of a Hippogriff, though it was still immobile.
Immediately afterwards, Silan tapped the Hippogriff model with her finger and chanted a spell.
The model came to life instantly.
The once lifeless Hippogriff model nimbly circled the table, shook its wings, and even bowed to Silan.
Although this step looks effective, it's actually not too difficult; many toy models in the Wizarding World can move.
Silan cast spells continuously, and Spells light flickered from his hands, flowing into the model.
While George and Fred were still in a daze, a model of Hippogriff was completed, and Silan even made a command plaque with a silver border.
"Is that all?" George asked, bewildered.
Silan shrugged. "It's a bit slow without a wand."
Is that slow?
George and Fred grimaced.
If these words hadn't come from Silan's mouth, they would have thought he was showing off.
But Silan certainly has the right to say such things.
After all, he didn't even need to use his wand!
After [Wandless Casting] reaches level two, for Silan, using a wand or not makes little difference when casting simple or particularly familiar Spells.
Moreover, with the help of [Wizard's Eye], the entire model's Ancient Runes structure is clearly visible, and he only needs to copy it from the sample.
That's why it happened so quickly.
"Give it a try." Silan handed the command card to George.
Upon receiving the command plaque, George examined it closely and noticed that the patterns on it were extremely intricate.
"I can't believe this was made so casually..."
Muttering something to himself, George tapped the command card with his wand, and the silver card transformed into a streak of light that rushed into the model of the Hippogriff.
The model on the table instantly came to life, flapping its wings and flying into the air.
Several wind blades flashed from between the wings of the Hippogriff model, tearing a piece of Parchment on the table.
"Is this the exclusive command tag you mentioned before?" George suddenly realized.
Silan smiled and nodded, "This command card perfectly utilizes the Hippogriff's flying talent. I've made some enhancements on top of that."
"Perfect details and impeccable craftsmanship." Fred carefully stroked the Hippogriff model. "I want to keep it for myself."
"But you didn't use your wand at all. How did you do that?" George asked, his face full of curiosity.
"It's simple." Silan smiled. "First, take a crystal core, then use Transfiguration Spell to turn it into Hippogriff."
Silan rubbed her hands together, and the model was complete.
George nodded repeatedly; even at this point, he could still understand things.
Fred bent down and picked up a quill pen that had fallen to the ground sometime earlier.
"Then, use Spells to bring the model to life and add Ancient Runes," Silan continued.
When he opened his hand, another lifelike model of Hippogriff appeared.
George stared wide-eyed, speechless.
Fred nudged him with his elbow. "What did you hear Silan say just now?"
"I did listen," George muttered, "I understand each word individually, but when they're put together, I don't understand."
Fred shook his head, somewhat speechless.
"Now I finally understand why Nicolas Flamel wanted to take Silan as his apprentice," George said quietly.
Fred seemed to have thought of something amusing, and his eyebrows danced with excitement. "Then Professor Snape will have a rival..."