July 15th.
Lorne is refining the event planning details for Dituni theme park. He has created several custom-designed activities for each of the three attractions and is currently working on implementation methods.
There was a knock on the door.
"Go in," Lorne called out, turning his neck to soothe his ailing cervical spine.
The visitor was Quirrell.
As the big boss, Lorne serves as both a manager and a pioneer in technology development. These past few days, while he has been studying the details of the event, Quirrell has been in charge of coordinating and mobilizing all the arrangements within the store.
"Boss Lorne," Quirrell reported with a serious expression as he sat down opposite Lorne, "The Giant you brought back have started construction today. They scoffed at the blueprints, saying that all we need to do is describe to them what kind of house we need."
Quirrell couldn't help but laugh at this point, "But even those Giant were startled when they heard you were going to build a four-story circular building."
Lorne nodded. The Giant couldn't understand the blueprints, so he would probably need to personally oversee the construction of the theme park. Fortunately, they worked extremely fast. According to the Giant, all the buildings on this commercial street, including the Wanda Center, would only take two weeks.
"After all the Giant had adapted to the forest environment and used up Mr. Scamander's trunk, we sent him back to Dorset. As you requested, we gave him two Magic Mobile Phone to take back to his wife, hoping they could experience the Suitcase Beasts and offer suggestions for improvement."
Before he left, he asked me to tell you that he would come to see you in early August to discuss the details of the Magical Menagerie.
"Allow me to ask," Quirrell asked curiously, "Is the Magical Menagerie full of real Fantastic Beasts? And are those rare species allowed to be on public display?"
Lorne smiled faintly, "It's a secret."
Quirrell sighed helplessly. The specific activities of the theme park had not yet been announced to the employees. It seemed that Boss Lorne was even keeping it from his own people. He continued to report, "I have stopped the sale of the Magic Mobile Phone ahead of schedule and started a scarcity marketing campaign to prepare for the Magic Mobile Phone Store's anniversary celebration. We have also started to build momentum on Cuckoo. Currently, the wizards are responding enthusiastically. According to statistics, more than two thousand wizards have expressed their anticipation."
"Very good," Lorne praised with satisfaction. Quirrell had grasped the essence of marketing and store management. "There will probably be new tasks every day from now on. Call a meeting later to brainstorm and see what other attractive activities the theme park can offer."
"The activity I've come up with so far requires you to research the aquatic flora and fauna of the Wizarding World, as well as some unusual aquatic fish in the Muggle World. Please make a table for me to see, preferably with pictures."
"Also, to find out who has the best Transfiguration, I need to make some cards using glass or Philosopher's Stone. We'll need quite a few of those. Have the Centaur prepare those as well, and make some simplified versions of the Wizard Legend illustrations. Also, contact our little artist Dean and have him freely develop his own version based on the Centaur ' simplified illustrations, and start promoting it on Cuckoo."
"Selling cards again?" Quirrell asked, raising his voice.
"The cards aren't worth much," Lorne said, crossing his arms. "Just like before, what we seemed to be selling were cards, but actually the redemption codes and recharge codes attached to them. This time it's something new, so go ahead and do it."
As the two were talking, the office door was suddenly pushed open. Looking at the banana headgear that was taller than the door frame, Lorne couldn't help but facepalm. He couldn't bear to look at Sirius, who he had to bend down to get in.
"Something terrible has happened!" Sirius burst in comically and immediately ran to Lorne's side. "There are a lot of people downstairs causing trouble with our Magic Mobile Phone Magic Mobile Phone, saying there's something wrong with them!"
It's here!
Lorne firmly believed that the Magic Mobile Phone and the stone tablet with the Magic Power Matrix purchased from the system were fine, and the Magic Power Matrix drawn by the new employee had not yet been put on the market. If there was a problem, it must be a conspiracy by those Pure-blood.
Presumably, the traitors who left the Magic Power Matrix training program have achieved success with the support of Pure-blood. They have put substandard Magic Mobile Phone into the market, and since Magic Mobile Phone are in high demand and short supply, wizards who want to buy them are not interested in distinguishing between Magic Mobile Phone and bad products. Or perhaps the substandard Magic Mobile Phone are indistinguishable in appearance, resulting in a market with a mix of good and bad products.
It's not that I'm afraid of Pure-blood causing trouble, it's that I'm afraid of Pure-blood holding back big moves. I didn't expect that those Pure-blood would do everything from planting people to conducting research and development, but in the end they only made such a small ripple.
"Why did my Magic Mobile Phone go black after importing the game? Now it's completely frozen solid! Refund!"
"I just bought mine too. Wasn't the latest Magic Mobile Phone supposed to have all the games on it? I went through all that trouble to import the games from Diagon Alley, and now it suddenly doesn't work?"
"Refund! Refund!"
When Lorne came downstairs, a crowd had already gathered outside the store. They stood guard at the door, shouting loudly, and even customers who wanted to enter the Magic Mobile Phone store to play arcade games were blocked outside.
Seeing this, Lorne first sent a message to Augusta on his Magic Mobile Phone, asking him to use the Floo Network to get to Diagon Alley, while he himself pushed open the door. "The store is big, those who want to exchange their Magic Mobile Phone and receive compensation, please come in."
Several customers who had been standing Quiet in the crowd outside immediately prepared to go inside, and customers who had been waiting at the door for a long time to board also rushed in.
"No!"
A loud shout came from the crowd.
Lorne and Sirius immediately locked their gazes on that person.
Perhaps due to his prolonged stay in Azkaban, Sirius exuded a chilling, manic aura. Those he targeted trembled, yet still managed to shout, "No! The Magic Mobile Phone Shop demands an explanation! You're deceiving consumers; you should be in the courts of Wizengamot!"
Sirius was even more furious upon hearing this. He glared at the man, wishing he could turn into a black dog and pounce on him.
The spokesperson, feeling like his life was ticking away, grew weaker and weaker until he even started stammering. "I... I'm right here! Magic Mobile Phone Shop has to give me... we an explanation!"
Lorne curled his lip in disdain. "Even if Pure-blood hires a shill, they shouldn't have chosen someone with the guts," he rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Coco, isn't your goal to get compensation? Even if I'm imprisoned in Wizengamot and lose the case, I still have to compensate you all."
The first few people to go in were the normal wizards who had recently bought Magic Mobile Phone from the You-Know-Who through some trickery. They just wanted a working Magic Mobile Phone and didn't understand the people shouting outside, "Yeah, let's get a working Magic Mobile Phone first. You're blocking the door and disturbing others."
Most people in the wizarding community are very well-mannered and reasonable. Lorne felt that the other party's choice to incite a disturbance and damage their reputation was extremely foolish, like something out of a fairy tale about Cthulhu, and would be completely ineffective.