First-Class Companies Set the Standards
Three figures appeared in the courtyard.
Before me stood a dilapidated house, with old boots and rusty crucibles piled haphazardly at the entrance.
And of course, there's Mr. Weasley's prized, obsolete Yamaha engine.
And... satellite debris from who-knows-where, and a Terminator head.
The T-800's red eyes are still blinking... I wonder where the figurines came from.
William knocked on the door, and there was immediate movement behind it.
"Who are you?" a voice asked. "Please state your name!"
"It's me, Mrs. Weasley, William."
Just as Mrs. Weasley was about to open the door, Mr. Weasley's voice came from inside.
"Darling, if I were a Death Eaters, I would say the same thing. Ask me a question!"
"Oh, Arthur, honestly... that's so stupid."
"Molly!"
"Okay, okay... William, what is Arthur's position in the Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office?"
"No, Mr. Weasley is no longer employed there," William replied quietly, avoiding the trap of the question.
"He's about to start working at the counterfeit defense spells and protective equipment investigation and seizure office."
"Oh, yes, it's William, dear," said Mrs. Weasley.
She was about to open the door, but Mr. Weasley gripped the doorknob tightly and apologized:
"William, you also need to ask a question to make sure we're really together."
Mrs. Weasley's complaining voice came from behind the door again.
She seemed to think her husband was being silly by rigidly following the Ministry of Magic's safety manual.
William thought for a moment and asked, "How much are the twins earning now?"
"They only take one Galleon, the same as you."
"That's right." William smiled.
I learned this from Dong Ge (Liu Qiangdong): legally avoid taxes, save money wherever possible.
When war broke out, even capitalists ran out of food... No problem.
The door creaked open, and Mrs. Weasley poked her head out. She was short and plump, wearing an old red apron.
"William, it's been a long time. Didn't Dumbledore say you wouldn't be arriving until tomorrow?"
"I've convinced Professor Slughorn, so I brought Harry here ahead of schedule."
Mr. Weasley also came out, wearing horny-framed glasses, his Mediterranean Sea hairline more pronounced.
No wonder the twins have recently started worrying about their hairlines.
The Weasley family has a history of more than just red hair; they also have baldness.
This is quite similar to the Malfoy family; Draco, at a young age, showed signs of balding.
How pitiful.
"You three little ones, come in quickly," Mrs. Weasley said warmly.
She lowered her voice again and said, "Sorry about earlier, William, Arthur has been asking a lot of questions lately."
"Better safe than sorry," William, completely unconcerned.
"That's right, William is right!" Mr. Weasley nodded in agreement.
"He's Auror now, and Hermione's still a trainee assistant minister. They need to set a good example; safety comes first."
Mrs. Weasley ignored him and let the group into the house.
"William, you invited Professor Slughorn?" Mr. Weasley asked curiously as he followed behind.
"Yes, he will return to Hogwarts next school year to continue teaching Potions Class." William did not hide anything.
"He was a pretty good teacher. When Arthur and I were still in school, he was the Slytherin Head of House."
Mrs. Weasley curled her lip and said:
"But he didn't really like Arthur when he arrived."
He had many of his former favorite students in the department, and he was always willing to give them special treatment, but he never spent any extra time on Arthur.
He seemed to think that Arthur had no ambition.
Hey, this proves that even Slughorn can be misjudged.
Arthur got promoted recently, and I haven't properly thanked you for that yet!
"You're too kind," William said politely, waving his hand.
It was indeed he and Bones who suggested promoting Mr. Weasley... and that he was in charge of substandard defensive spells and protective equipment.
This is entirely related to Akali's sales.
During the later years of Fudge's rule, he suppressed Akali in many ways.
It's better to keep these bottleneck departments under the control of our own people.
Of course, putting Mr. Weasley in charge of the "Office for the Confiscation of Counterfeit Defensive Spells" was not only about keeping the profits within the family, but also about planning the market.
With the outbreak of war, many counterfeit and substandard products appeared, which not only disrupted the market but also deceived the wizards.
William used this to make Akali's Mystery Shop products the standard.
First-class companies set standards, second-class companies build brands, third-class companies make products... William is already preparing to move towards setting standards.
"George and Fred haven't returned?" William glanced into the living room.
The once cramped and the Burrow now seemed rather deserted.
Besides the Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, only Ron and Ginny were sitting on the sofa.
"They're still at Akali's Mystery Shop; they've been living there all summer."
Mrs. Weasley was saddened that her son was not coming home.
She turned to look at the large clock: it had nine hands, each engraved with the name of a family member.
Right now, all nine needles are pointing at a deadly danger.
"It's been like this for a while now," Mrs. Weasley said in a feigned nonchalance.
"It's been like this ever since You-Know-Who made his public comeback."
She said with some concern:
"William, didn't you make Safety Watch before? Could you fix this one in our house?"
"Yes, it is indeed a bit sensitive." William nodded.
"Thank you so much. Why don't you stay for dinner tonight, you and Hermione?"
"Let's skip dinner; Anne's waiting for us at home," William politely declined. "I'm afraid she'll worry if we get back late."
William said goodbye to Hermione and left the Burrow, heading towards his own cottage.
After the two left, Mrs. Weasley went back to cooking.
Mr. Weasley went into the kitchen to help out.
Ron asked impatiently, "You went out with William and Hermione?!"
"It's nothing, just getting that retired teacher back to work," Harry explained.
"That man's Horace Slughorn, and he used to be the head of Slytherin House."
As he spoke, he glanced at Ginny.
Ron's sister is getting more and more beautiful.
Before, when she stood next to Anne, she didn't stand out much, but now that Anne isn't around, Ginny seems rather cute.
However, Ginny is busy writing a song for her third ex-boyfriend... using lyrics to call him a jerk.
They didn't seem to notice Harry, or at least didn't look up at him.
For some reason, Harry felt a little disappointed.
Ron didn't notice his best friend's strange look and was still looking disappointed.
He thought William had taken Harry on an adventure.
But then Ron excitedly boasted:
"Harry, my dad got a promotion. The ministry has set up several new departments."
He is now in charge of the "Office for the Investigation and Seizure of Counterfeit and Inferior Defense Equipment and Protective Supplies".
This job is very important; I have ten people working under me now!
Harry was also very happy; he felt that Mr. Weasley deserved a promotion long ago, or at least a pay raise.
He still remembers going to the Weasley family ' vault that year; it contained only a paltry one Galleon and a bunch of insignificant Silver Sickle.
It's so clean that even Niffler wouldn't bother with it.
"Is this related to William?" Harry asked curiously.
He had just heard Mrs. Weasley's thanks.
"Yes," Ron said enviously, "Didn't you read the newspaper? Battle of Buckingham Palace, he and Hermione protected Minister Bones, and they're quite close."
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"William became Auror, and Hermione is an apprentice assistant... They haven't even graduated yet!"
"Yes, William and Hermione have always been this amazing," Harry remarked.
Same world, same school... why is there such a huge difference?
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