Before visiting the Weasley family, Lorne copied the non- Ministry of Magic himself.
Using magic to copy and transcribe doesn't seem like one's own knowledge. Although Lorne didn't intend to insist that he created it, directly handing the book to his partner would make the knowledge seem too cheap.
Lorne specifically chose a weekend morning, when Arthur Weasley was on vacation at home.
He knocked on the door.
A voice immediately called out from inside the door, "Coming!" Molly, wearing an apron, called out in a low voice, " Arthur, go open the door."
A series of slipper slaps echoed, "Who is the guest—oh, it's you, Director Lorne."
Lorne returned a smile.
Molly stood in front of the stove. "A teacher at Hogwarts? Please have a seat. I'm making breakfast; please do me the honor of joining me."
Arthur had already invited Lorne to sit at the table. He put down his newspaper and asked, " Director Lorne, is this considered a home visit? Did Ron, Fred, or George cause some trouble at school?"
"Thank you for your help, Mrs. Weasley, you're so kind," Lorne said politely, thanking Molly first, then shaking his head at Arthur. "Nothing like that. I came here specifically to see you."
Looking for me?
"Yes, I've heard you're very interested in Muggle mechanical theory. May I have the opportunity to see your work?"
"Of course." Arthur was very enthusiastic about his companions who shared the same interests. Even though Molly repeatedly said that breakfast would be ready soon, she couldn't stop Arthur from taking Lorne out.
"Look, this is the car I modified," Arthur said proudly. "There's only one of its kind in the Wizarding World. It's sturdy, can fly, and can become invisible. Even my son can drive it, as long as you learn to hold the steering wheel."
Lorne had indeed been curious about Flying Ford Anglia for a long time.
The blue sedan in front of us looks no different from an ordinary car, but in the original story, it was a vehicle that could take Harry and Ron from the Weasley family all the way to Hogwarts, and could even survive the Whomping Willow's whip.
Arthur sensed Lorne's suspicion and suggested taking Lorne for a flight, but Lorne promptly refused.
He wants to ask questions first.
" Mr. Weasley, did you cast a spell on the car's parts?"
"Yes, it's not easy. Gears and bearings don't mesh well with magic, and it often takes more than ten attempts to find a usable part. That's why I bought a lot of gears."
Lorne's eyes lit up. Having gears at home and knowing who the gear supplier was great news for him.
"So what is its gear torque ratio, pressure angle, and pitch circle?"
Arthur's eyes lit up; he had thought Lorne was a novice, but it turned out he was a kindred spirit.
"Torque ratio is usually achieved through gear ratio, which is higher than that of Muggle car, reaching 4.5 or higher. The pressure angle is 20 degrees, which I think is a bit low. As for the pitch circle, the accuracy is..."
Lorne nodded repeatedly, humming in agreement.
He couldn't understand a single word, but that didn't stop him from clearly recognizing one fact— Arthur was an expert.
After breakfast, Arthur and Lorne had grown so close that they could call each other by our first names, " Lorne, if you were my son, you would be my favorite son!"
Lorne: "..."
He still has no emotional intelligence. He feels that even if the Weasley family aren't close to Muggle, they'll still be kicked out by the Sacred Twenty-Eight.
" Arthur, I have a business deal I'd like to discuss with you," Lorne said, pulling out a stone slab with a Magic Power Matrix already installed, along with all the parts he'd bought along the way. He then handed Arthur a handwritten guide to assembling gears. "Can you assemble it into a Magic Mobile Phone?"
Lorne chose to come in the morning because he was worried that Arthur would take too long to assemble it and wanted to allow enough time. Unexpectedly, after spending the whole morning studying the text, Arthur finished assembling the book in just twenty minutes.
Lorne praised him repeatedly, while Arthur felt embarrassed. "It's nothing. The steps you wrote down are very detailed and don't involve any difficult parts. The real difficulty lies in this stone slab you brought; it has done all the preparation work."
"Really?" Lorne was overjoyed to hear it wasn't too difficult. "If you think it's not difficult, how about we work together?"
Immediately afterwards, Lorne described his cooperation plan to Arthur: Lorne's side would prepare stone tablets with Magic Power Matrix, which would then be sent to Arthur's side, where the latter would prepare the parts and assemble them; the two would split the proceeds from the sale of the Magic Mobile Phone 80/20.
Arthur never imagined that his hobby, which was misunderstood by others, could bring extra income to his family. He then thought about how his wife hadn't even eaten an egg for breakfast this morning in order to buy a Magic Mobile Phone.
He solemnly asked, "I agree. Do we need to sign a contract?"
With the mission accomplished, Lorne suddenly remembered what Ron had asked him to convey. Molly was furious upon hearing it. "What? The wand is broken? Charlie's been using it for almost ten years and it's still working! I'm going to be driven crazy by them sooner or later. Arthur, put away the discount coupon for the Magic Mobile Phone. We need to clean up Ron's mess first."
Lorne currently has enough Galleon, but respecting the other party's family circumstances is also part of treating people with sincerity. Lorne cannot directly offer to help buy one, even though it is well-intentioned, as it might carry an insulting or pitying connotation.
He understands the same principle that Harry understands: friendships should be based on equality, not charity.
"Perhaps you can have both," Lorne said calmly, then did the math for the two of them. "A Magic Mobile Phone costs about 8.5 Galleon, and 20% of that is 1.7 Galleon. That means you only need to assemble ten Magic Mobile Phone to have enough money to buy a wand and Magic Mobile Phone."
"And ten Magic Mobile Phone are nothing to Arthur..."
"Only three hours?" Arthur was speechless; he had never imagined he could earn so much money. "But don't you have any costs?"
Lorne rubbed his nose. "Yes, but you also contributed to the cost of the gears, didn't you?"
Arthur still couldn't believe it.
Lorne left behind one hundred stone tablets with Magic Power Matrix before returning to Hogwarts.
He told him that the Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were going to buy Ron a new wand.
Ron, feeling burdened by the added expense, grumbled, "Couldn't we tell them I don't need it yet? They could have bought a Magic Mobile Phone, or gotten Ginny a new outfit."
Lorne played the riddle-maker, feeling that such good news should be shared with family in person. "You can write to them and say you don't need it."
With a heavy heart, Ron wrote a letter home, telling Errol to hurry but not to crash into the windows.
When Errol returned, he collapsed onto the dining table as usual.
Despite the mocking looks from everyone, Ron took his letter from Errol's claws.
" Ron, I told you to be careful with your wand. I'll give you a good talking to when you get back. But your father and I have already made a decision about the new wand. And didn't Director Lorne tell you? He introduced us to a big business deal. We have enough Galleon at home now. Your father ran into your headmaster at the Ministry of Magic, Dumbledore said he could help us buy a new wand after Halloween."
Ron's eyes widened as he looked at Harry, who was leaning closer. "My family's rich now?"
Harry was happy for Ron after reading the letter. "Now you can use magic properly."
"Actually, if I had the money, I'd rather have Magic Mobile Phone, but you can't cast spells with Magic Mobile Phone; I also want a magic wand, but you can't play games with a magic wand," Ron said sadly. "What can I do? A hamburger doesn't quench my thirst, and a cola isn't satisfying."
He angrily took a bite of the chicken leg.