Sell Yourself to Me, Hermione!

To avoid worrying the Weasley family, Harry quickly left to find them.

After he left, Hermione asked with concern, "William, what were you doing in Knockturn Alley?"

"I bought a broken safety clock from Borgin and Burkes, one of those Weasley family's." William took the ebony clock out of his ring.

"I plan to disassemble it, study the core magic inside, and then modify it onto the watch."

This clock is too big to wear outside; a wristwatch is just the right size.

He planned to write William, Anne, and Hermione's names on it, with the dial marked with signs for the dormitory, the Great Hall, the classroom, the library, security, home...

If necessary, Tracking Charm can be used to pinpoint locations and prevent security issues.

The Sound Transmission Conch that Nicolas made should also be placed inside.

This is a watch with location tracking and calling functions.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a smartwatch from the Wizarding World.

William has gone further and further down the path of a tech geek, perfectly combining his knowledge from his past life with the Alchemy he has learned now.

This gave him a lot of inspiration for magical items.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it groundbreaking.

These high-end products will definitely be sold, but the initial product will be very expensive and won't have many features.

If this is the ultimate version from the very beginning, how will they sell versions 2.0 and 3.0 in the future?

Ideally, they'd also use a scarcity marketing strategy!

William went further and further down the path of being a shrewd businessman.

The three of them had lunch at the Leaky Cauldron.

Hermione and Anne ate too much ice cream because of their gluttony, so they didn't have much of an appetite when it was time for dinner.

After finishing their meal, they returned to Diagon Alley.

Soon, Anne was drawn to the flying broomstick in the shop window.

Many people crowded there to watch, and William could see a brand new broom— the Nimbus 2001 —placed next to the Nimbus 2000.

Overall, the Nimbus 2001 doesn't offer much performance improvement over its predecessor, and calling it a money-grabbing scheme wouldn't be Damao.

But its striking good looks, with its fiery red hue, make it exceptionally eye-catching.

Most importantly, you can even have your name engraved on the broom.

Anne's eyes sparkled, and Hermione glanced at her enviously several times.

Hermione may not be the best at Quidditch, but that doesn't mean she doesn't like beautiful flying brooms.

A good flying broomstick is like a sports car; even if you fail your driving test five times in a row, even if you're known as a road hazard, the desire to buy one won't diminish.

Moreover, Hermione doesn't even have her own broom. For this witch, a broom is a necessity.

"Brother, you haven't given me my birthday present yet!" Anne said, pointing to the broom with her chin.

"Didn't I buy you a bunch of study materials?" William grinned.

The little girl got angry and glared at him, saying, "That's a birthday present?!"

William patted his sister Anne's head.

He recalled a calligraphy competition held on campus when he was in school in his previous life.

It wasn't until the awards ceremony that we discovered the first prize was a year-long math tutoring program, and the second prize was an English exam paper.

It's all a setup.

Anne dodged William's gentle pat on the head and continued her aggressive questioning, "You lent me the Two-Way Mirror last time to study it, saying you'd rent it by the day, so pay me!"

William pulled out a Sickle and tossed it to Anne, saying generously, "Keep the change."

Anyway, they didn't say how much it would cost at the time, Sickle William was already very generous.

The little girl glanced at the price of the broom, then looked at Sickle, and looked somewhat distressed.

"I remember giving you a lot of my allowance." Anne then asked, "You also said that after a year, my allowance would increase tenfold, which would be like me investing in a company."

This actually happened. When they were in first grade, William and his friends were setting up Akali's Mystery Shop, but they didn't have much starting capital.

Finally, William tricked Anne out of her hard-earned pocket money, which he then used as an investment.

According to the agreed-upon profit-sharing arrangement, the funds would now amount to several thousand Galleon.

"I've lost everything. How can you make money in business without ever losing it?" William shrugged.

In fact, he set up a vault for Anne, where part of the money was stored, and the rest was used to continue operating the store.

Anne, however, was unaware of this.

"Liar! Ginny told me she made a lot of money, and that Fred and George bought her the robe." Anne rolled her eyes.

"Okay, I didn't lose any money." William, exposed without batting an eye, laughed and said, "But I used it to buy a house, and now I need to renovate it. I also need to support you and Hermione during the summer. The money's all gone."

Hermione blushed slightly. She felt that she was quite easy to please, and that she could even go without snacks if necessary!

"That's my money!" Anne muttered.

The little girl's eyes darted around, a sly glint in them. She suggested, "Dad's secret stash of money is hidden on the bookshelf, in that thick book called ' The Lovely Wisdom Teeth.' Can you steal it?"

William rolled his eyes. "Why don't you just steal it?"

Lyanna had already discovered the money, Roy swore he wouldn't admit it was his. She'd been keeping a close eye on it, wanting to see who had hidden it.

If William goes to take it, wouldn't that prove he hid it?

In the end, the money still had to be handed over, and William wasn't going to be Roy's scapegoat.

The little girl began to sigh.

"Okay, I'll go buy it, alright?" William stopped teasing Anne.

The little girl looked up and smiled brightly at her brother.

A moment later, William came out and said casually, "Nimbus 2001 will be delivered home by owl in three days."

Anne happily snatched the order from William. She looked at it twice and asked doubtfully, "Two flying broomsticks?"

"Yes, you and Hermione each have one."

"I don't need it, it's too expensive." Hermione quickly waved her hand, refusing to accept it.

"I won't be giving you a birthday present in September," William said earnestly. "That's my birthday present."

He knew Hermione wanted a flying broomstick; even though she couldn't fly very high, she still wanted to fly, didn't she?

"No, it's still too expensive." Hermione had never received such an expensive gift before.

William nodded in feigned agreement, suppressing a laugh, and said, "Yes, besides foregoing this year's birthday present, you'll also need to sell yourself to me to offset part of the money."

"Huh?" Hermione's eyes widened, her cheeks flushed.

"Yes, you'll have to brew Potions for me for free. Sometimes I don't have time and need your help," William explained.

William brews most of the high-end Potions at Akali's Mystery Shop; he definitely needs an assistant.

"Can I help you?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"OK."

William knew Hermione was highly skilled; she had successfully brewed several advanced Potions.

How many students have you seen who can prepare Polyjuice Potion at this age?

With proper guidance, Hermione could easily become a Potions Master.

It just goes to show that academic achievers are popular everywhere.

"Exceptional wisdom is humanity's greatest asset. Working for me for free for six years, I'm definitely the one who profited," William said.

Moreover, the money for the brooms was deducted from Anne's savings account, and the little girl had no idea anyway.

Anne truly didn't know; she was still lost in her fantasies, happily saying:

"We can play matches at home during the summer vacation. Let me think... Luna, Ginny, the twins, Cedric, Harry, and the three of us in my family, that's only nine people... Ron can make up the numbers, we can have a five-on-five free-for-all."

William nodded in agreement; after all, he was the legendary brawler Prince!

Hermione held the order in her hand, blinking her bright, sparkling eyes.

Deep within her eyes, there was a mixture of joy and disappointment.

What she really wanted to say was that she could help for free, even without payment.

Yeah, the kind that lasts a lifetime.

(Thanks to "Fengling Shiwu" and "LIEbe" for their generous donations)