"The next shipment arrives at the port the day after tomorrow. You're handling customs clearance. Every extra question costs you a thousand pounds-that's two hundred Galleons."
"Damned greed."
Winslet picked up the customs clearance documents and walked out.
Chapter 125: Mum! I want to learn that!
During the last two weeks of the summer holidays, Gerald and Uncle Jack's family visited Uncle Jack's parents-in-law.
The sitting room at Number Twelve, Privet Drive looked much the same as it had on his last visit.
The ceramic ornaments on the mantelpiece had been polished until they gleamed, and Aunt Mary's mother brought out her signature lemon cake to serve them.
But Uncle Jack was in a completely different state from last time.
He sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and a glass of whisky in his hand, discussing the foreign trade company with his father-in-law, his voice carrying a confidence and composure he had never possessed before.
As his father-in-law listened to words like "shipping containers" and "customs approvals" coming out of his mouth, his expression alternated between surprise and gratification.
He probably couldn't understand how his son-in-law, who had spent half his life working on farms and in factories, had suddenly become the owner of an international trading company.
It was also on this day that Gerald met Harry Potter again.
"Hi, Gerald!" Harry's eyes lit up when he spotted Gerald sitting in an armchair.
"Hi, Harry." Gerald waved to him.
Harry had come over from Number Four, Privet Drive. Ever since Gerald's outburst at the Dursley family's home at Christmas, Petunia's attitude toward Harry had indeed undergone some subtle changes.
Petunia no longer made him live in the cupboard or deliberately deprived him of food. Although she still occasionally made him run errands and deliver things, at least