And he could be even less stingy with those directly involved.
After all, orders would only increase in the future. The Flying Letter Notebook was only the opening shot in the product line. Next came the Q&A Notebook, the protective gear the Weasley brothers wanted to make, and so on. Every project needed trustworthy people to handle it.
Besides, if he really wanted to establish a force centered on himself in the future, all of this would be indispensable.
Grindelwald had the Saints, Voldemort had the Death Eaters, and Dumbledore had the Order of the Phoenix.
In this magical world, no matter how strong someone was, they could not control everything single-handedly.
He needed a team too.
With that thought, Gerald spoke.
"Fred, George, and I were the original developers, so we'll take three thousand Galleons each. Kenneth, Lee Jordan, and Cedric helped with production, so fifteen hundred Galleons each. Percy, thanks for your hard work preparing the contracts and liaising with the Ministry of Magic. You'll get five hundred Galleons. Everyone else gets two hundred Galleons each. The rest will stay in the House of Dreamweavers' account to buy raw materials and expand production."
"That much?" Fred and George said in unison.
They had originally thought getting a thousand Galleons would be pretty good. After all, before the Ministry of Magic order, their combined wealth had amounted to less than two hundred Galleons.
Three thousand Galleons was already several months' salary for their father, Arthur Weasley.
"Honestly, most of the ideas were yours. You proposed the Two-Way Synchronization Runes solution, and you designed the group chat function too. We just carried out your ideas. Taking this much leaves us feeling a little guilty." For once, George spoke without his usual joking grin.
"Don't say that. There'll be plenty more