Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 850: Broomstick Production Plan

Its incredible. I always thought this was my mothers exclusive secret. How did you know it? said Tonks.

Just read more books, I recommend you to read Detailed Explanations of One Hundred Common Housework Magic. The magic tricks introduced in it are all more practical, said Evan. This was a book in Hermiones list, which he had read before.

He was very interested in all kinds of magic tricks, which could maximize the effectiveness of spells.

Evan had originally planned to find out the law through statistical reasoning and apply it to other magic.

He had worked out a lot of techniques, but it was still in the early stage of exploration until now.

Reading more books is really helpful, but I always cant get in, said Tonks, slamming the trunks lid shut, and pointing her wand to Hedwigs cage, saying Scourgify. A few feathers and droppings vanished.

Its much better now. To be honest, Ive never quite got the hang of these sort of householdy spells. Okay, Harry got everything? Trunk? Cauldron? Broom? Wow! A Firebolt?

Her eyes widened as they fell on the broomstick in Harrys right hand. It was Harrys pride and joy, a gift from Sirius, an international standard broomstick

Sirius gave it to me said Harry haltingly.

As Evan had just explained, he knew that Tonks was related to Sirius. She was his cousin.

The rich Black family, this broom is worth all of my wealth, and Im still riding a Comet Two Sixty, said Tonks enviously, Well, get your wand and lets go down. Locomotor Trunk.

Harrys trunk rose a few inches into the air. Holding her wand like a conductors baton, Tonks made it hover across the room and out of the door ahead of them, Hedwigs cage in her left hand.

Evan carried Harrys cauldron while Harry took his broomstick and followed her down the stairs.

Back in the kitchen, Moody had replaced his eye, which was spinning so fast after its cleaning it made them feel sick.

Kingsley Shacklebolt and Sturgis Podmore were examining the microwave and Hestia Jones was laughing at a potato peeler she had come across while rummaging in the drawers.

Well leave in about a minute. Black wrote a letter to the Muggle family here in your godfathers name, said Moody, taking out a letter from his pocket. Just when he knew we were coming to take you away, he sent it by mail. He had something to tell your aunt and uncle, and by the way, explain to them why you left and tell them not to worry.

They wont worry. If they come back and find that Im not here, theyll only be happy, said Harry.

I dont know what those Muggles think, roared Moody, looking at Harrys wand that hed stowed into the back pocket of his jeans. Dont put your wand there, Potter. What if it ignited? Better wizards than you have lost buttocks, you know!

Who do you know whos lost a buttock? Tonks asked interestedly.

Never you mind, you just keep your wand out of your back pocket! growled Mad-Eye. Elementary wand safety, nobody bothers about it anymore. And I saw that. Come here, you two, I need to Disillusion you.

Next, Moody cast the Disillusionment Charm on Evan and Harry in turn.

With his wand, he rapped them hard on the top of the head and they felt a curious sensation as though Moody had just smashed an egg there; cold trickles seemed to be running down their bodies from the point the wand had struck.

Evan saw that his body and Harrys beside him had simply taken the exact color and texture of the kitchen unit behind them. They seemed to have become human chameleons.

Before coming here, Moody had already used the Disillusionment Charm on himself. Evan could be sure that Mad-Eye didnt hit so hard at that time. He must be angry about Harrys wand.

With a sullen look, Moody led the crowd out to the beautifully kept lawn.

Harry was studying the broom that Evan was holding, which was not available on the market. It was a bit like the old Moontrimmer hed seen in the Handbook of Do-It-Yourself-Broomcare, which had the Scouring Charm on it and was glowing silver light.

The others were studying the Firebolt in Harrys hand, and they didnt hesitate to praise and envy.

Evan was also studying the broom. From the admiration and envy of the people around him, he suddenly realized that making broomsticks was a very profitable and extremely high-end industry, and it was very promising.

He hadnt studied this aspect before, and thought that only young wizards were interested in broomsticks, but it didnt seem to be the case now.

Broomsticks were also very attractive to adult wizards. They were willing to pay more for a broomstick, and they also had this ability.

As the main means of transportation for wizards, broomsticks were like cars in the Muggle world.

The Cleansweep series was a local brand in Britain. Although it was still the mainstream on the market, it was on the decline. It was even less seen abroad. The mainstream brooms, including the Comet series, the Shooting Star, the Silver Arrow, the Nimbus series and the Firebolt were all produced in other European countries, mainly in France, Germany, Spain and concentrated in the United States.

Evan suddenly came up with an idea. Because of the advertising revenue of Hogwarts Magic News, the profit share of the Diagon Alley shop, the reward of the Egyptian Ministry of Magic and the looting of Zosers vault, he now had a large sum of Gold Galleons in his hand. Instead of idling there, he should create a broom factory.

The money was enough to meet the cost of product development and production. Evan had several good ideas, even using Alchemy to speed up and improve safety.

If successful, it would be a unique broom on the market, even surpassing the Firebolt.

Evan was confident that he would spread his broom brand all over the world. He was going to discuss it with Hermione after he went back and start implementing it very quickly.

Clear night, grunted Moody, his magical eye scanning the heavens, and the normal eye looking at Harry. Were going to be flying in close formation, with you, kids in the middle. We dont break ranks for anything, got me? If one of us is killed

Is that likely? Harry asked apprehensively, but Moody ignored him.

the others keep flying, dont stop, dont break ranks. When necessary, you can use magic. Evan, you follow Harry and do your best to protect him. If they take out all of us and you survive, Harry, the rear guard are standing by to take over; keep flying east and theyll join you.

Stop being so cheerful, Mad-Eye, hell think were not taking this seriously, said Tonks, as she strapped Harrys trunk, cauldron and Hedwigs cage into a harness hanging from her broom.

Im just telling the boy the plan, growled Moody. Our job is to deliver him safely to headquarters and if we die in the attempt

No ones going to die, said Kingsley Shacklebolt in his deep, calming voice.

Harry, can I mount the Firebolt with you? Evan thought for a while and said, You know, Im not very good at riding broomsticks, and if theres some accident later, I can make you Apparate when necessary. Being discovered by the Ministry of Magic is better than being killed, isnt it?

Harry nodded, his little face full of worry.

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