MM Racing Chapter 81 Owl Post Office
Chapter 81 Owl Post Office
Chapter 81 Owl Post Office
Outside, the crowd was buzzing with discussion, while inside the tower, one of the two people was experiencing a mixture of excitement and complex emotions.
Meanwhile, Ryan was carefully inspecting his fantastical wizard tower, which he had rehearsed long ago, to see if there were any flaws in the details after its completion.
Then he began to continuously cast the Seamless Expansion Charm until the space on the first floor of the tower was the size of a Quidditch stadium.
Then the areas were divided.
The first half of the floor was transformed into a sales area, and under his direction, countless tables, chairs, benches, and counters poured in.
The latter half was separated by various mechanisms and mazes to house alchemy devices, forming an alchemy production line.
"Those miscellaneous matters were quite bothersome, but they're all finally resolved now. Senior, have you finished looking around?" Ryan put down his wand and poured himself a glass of water.
Opposite him was a Ministry of Magic employee who had been observing for quite some time.
This is because the use of the Invisible Tightening Charm, especially in a fixed location like this, requires reporting to the Ministry of Magic.
The original wizarding law issued by the Ministry of Magic required that all objects using the Unseen Stretching Charm be reported to the Ministry of Magic.
To prevent wizards from smuggling dangerous creatures.
However, this law is just a passing breeze for powerful wizards. Those with power don't care what the Ministry of Magic is. If they have connections, the Ministry of Magic is theirs. They only care about appearances in large gatherings. The Ministry of Magic has countless items that have been secretly imbued with the Invisible Stretching Charm.
"It's finished. But I have to remind you, Ryan. I read the instructions you sent; your communicator has significantly hampered the Owl Post Office's operations—."
"Sigh, of course you must have thought of that too. After all, you're the one who told me the saying 'blocking someone's path to wealth is like killing their parents.'" The Ministry of Magic employee patted Ryan on the shoulder, picked up the recording device in his hand, and was about to leave.
Upon reaching the door, he said, "My magic level is limited, so I don't know much about your affairs. But you've been in society for a few years now, so don't think I'm being long-winded. Just be careful, be careful."
"Especially since I heard that there are some pure-blood families behind the Owl Post Office. Alright, I have something to do. Let's get together with Senior Alvin and the others another day."
He said those words in a low voice and left.
Ryan rose slightly to show him off, then sat down to begin thinking about the Owl Post Office problem.
As far as he knew, the Owl Post Office was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic, which of course did not contradict the information he had just learned.
Because the Ministry of Magic is essentially the Ministry of Magic of pure-blood families, and it's filled with their disciples and cronies.
"I'll have to go back and ask Vio about this. He knows everything about pure-blood families." After sitting down and thinking for a while, Ryan realized that he couldn't even determine his opponent, so thinking about it was just wishful thinking.
The matter of resolving the issue of the pure-blood family behind the Owl Post Office needs to be expedited. He understood that the voice of the White Lord Dumbledore was not to be ignored by anyone, but that didn't mean there weren't worms lurking in the shadows trying to gnaw at this towering tree, or causing it to sprout burls.
Especially when their own interests are harmed, those purebloods who consider themselves superior will not care about the means and will only use what they think is appropriate to solve the problem.
"Then you find yourself having accidentally kicked a hornet's nest—" Ryan shook his head. This kind of plot was too cliché and didn't suit his style. "I'd rather ask which pure-blood family is behind Vio's Owl Post Office, and then just go to their door and take them down. This method would be much more effective."
"Why not subdue a pure-blooded family and bring them under our control?"
As for the issue of pure-blood families not being able to submit, he hadn't even considered it. The pure-bloods who could be warned by their senior must be those who had once followed Voldemort. The middle-aged wizards in these families had basically been brainwashed by Voldemort.
Those tough guys who had been brainwashed by Voldemort either died at the hands of the Order of the Phoenix, or at the hands of the Ministry of Magic, or ended up in Azkaban.
The fact that the pure-blood family behind the Owl Post Office can still roam freely shows that they have no backbone. After Voldemort lost power, they staged a spectacular kneeling performance, immediately changed sides, and claimed that they were under the Imperius Curse.
After a short rest, the alchemy production line was activated for automated production and packaging, and then the Tower of Fantasy was sealed off layer by layer.
After doing all this, he escaped the inquiries of the enthusiastic wizarding crowd and hurried back to Hogwarts to speak with Dumbledore in the Headmaster's office. The plan could begin.
Then go to the kitchen and ask the house-elves to inform the members of the Adventurers' Club that they should meet at the Adventurers' Club on the second floor of the castle at noon today.
"This is the communicator that has been successfully manufactured!" Penelope said, holding up something that resembled a women's watch.
In front of her were various communicators, some were watches, some were pendants, and some were rings.
"And it's only been a few days! They're already mass-producing!" Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Well, well said, flattering me," Ryan said reservedly. "It was just good luck."
Amidst the usual shock, the rest of the group selected the communicator models they wanted.
They had all heard Ryan say that these communicators were deluxe models made of precious materials, and that they were being given one as a membership benefit to each of them.
It's also a money-making machine that sells to pure-blooded traitors for hundreds or thousands of Galleons.
Someone picked out a ring and had a small snake engraved on it.
Someone picked out a pocket watch, and when the watch was opened, it revealed a lion.
Some people also wear ornaments, which resemble an eagle spreading its wings.
Another person picked out a small jar pendant box.
This was the design that Ryan deliberately made to give to students from different colleges.
While most of the Adventurers' Club members were still choosing communicators, Ryan pulled Vio aside.
Do you know which family owns the Owl Post Office?
Vio looked puzzled: "Why are you asking this?"
"A senior student warned me that once the communicator was launched, Owl Post's revenue would decrease. The pure-blooded family behind them would definitely try to do something underhanded."
Vio completely agreed with him, nodding repeatedly: "Knowing these people as I do, they're bound to have ulterior motives. They might just use some underhanded tactics to smear us."
"You recognize this family? Which one exactly?" Ryan asked. "What's the exact address? And who are the adult wizards currently alive in this family?"
Vio looked at him and said in a serious tone, "This family is called Selwyn."