"Why is it you again? Instead of spending your time coming to see me, you should find a few pure-blood families at Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. With their resources and wealth, as long as a few of them are willing to help the Delacour Family, you'll have a way out."
After opening the door and seeing Pheobe standing outside with a box of pastries, Karn frowned. "If you think you can rely on this approach, you're far too naive."
Expect someone to show mercy and let you off in a business matter like this?
Once the compensation had been paid, the French branch of Karn's Potions Ingredients Shop might even swallow up the Delacour family's business, because by then they certainly would not even be able to keep their shops. Their business, distribution channels, and everything else would be taken over by Karn's people.
"I wanted to ask you a few questions about dark magic, and I brought you some dessert while I was at it, Professor Pent."
Fleur Delacour spoke with a smile, the charm of her Veela blood showing through it, and held up the dessert in her hands. But Karn was not looking at her at all. Pheobe, on the other hand, suddenly sensed that entirely different air about Karn, and her breathing quickened slightly.
"If you have questions, just ask," Karn said evenly.
He was the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor. At present, the Beauxbatons and Durmstrang students were all studying at Hogwarts on an exchange, so Karn could not refuse to answer their questions unless they touched on forbidden subjects or something he knew absolutely nothing about.
After receiving permission, Pheobe walked inside, took out the dessert and placed it on the desk quite naturally, then asked, "About defending against curses cast through dark