Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

Chapter 403 Daily Life in Diagon Alley

"Hey, Alia, how are you?" Sainz came to 85 Diagon Alley, "Is everything going well?"

Alia Spinnet wiped the sweat from her forehead and rolled her eyes while complaining, "Hey, boss, it's so hard to see you!"

"Hehe, those who are able should work harder."

"Bullshit!" Alia complained angrily, "Bullshit about the saying that those who are more capable should work harder. That's a false proposition. Why should those who are more capable work harder?"

Sainz was a little embarrassed by the rebuke, but then he became tough again, "The more you work, the more you get, why don't you say so!"

"More work, more pay!" Arya said, blushing. "But I'm the only one working. This isn't more work, this is full work!"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Sainz suddenly said in a very accented tone, "My friend, you need to change your mindset. You are the general manager of this store now. You have the final say here. You shouldn't make yourself too tired."

"Don't let yourself get too tired? That's a very easy thing to say," Alia said as she sat on the box as if giving up. "If I don't finish this quickly, how can I justify the salary you gave me!"

"No!" Sainz didn't bother to put on an accent. "Alia, I didn't pay you a salary. You paid yourself. I still say that you have the final say in this store. You are the boss now, not an employee of mine."

Alia was silent for a moment. "You gave me so much money at once. I'm afraid I'll mess it up!"

I see, this is too much pressure.

"Don't be stressed," Sainz said softly, "We can still afford to pay 10,000 gold coins."

"That's ten thousand, not one hundred!"

"Have I ever told you that I once... Never mind, you just need to know that I won't go bankrupt," Sainz said, "Besides, there is no such thing as a guaranteed profit in starting a business. Besides, our business is not the kind that will explode suddenly. We have to give it some time. Don't be in a hurry."

Sainz's words seemed to have some effect, "Well, you have the final say, you are the boss."

"No, you have the final say, you are the boss," Sainz laughed, "I'm just an evil capitalist...Seriously, hire someone to help you."

"Well, there are a lot of things to do during the initial period, but it will be fine after this period of time. Recruiting employees..."

"Look, you are the boss. How can a boss do the work himself? What you need to do is to make a plan and then let others complete it." Sainz passed on business advice to Alia, "Look at me, didn't I ask you to help me, hehe."

“That’s—that’s—” Arya said grumpily. “There won’t be so much work after this—”

"We'll just fire them when the time comes," Sainz said matter-of-factly. "There's nothing to worry about."

"You, you, how could you do this? Do you know how difficult it is to find a satisfactory job?"

"That's wrong. You are the boss now and you are on the same side as the evil capitalists."

"..."

"You haven't gotten the point. Who says that work has to be permanent? Look, our professors change every year. You can just recruit some temporary workers. Tell them in advance that they can work for a week or two. As long as you pay them, there will be people willing to serve."

"I'm mainly afraid that if I don't sign the contract, someone will come up with other ideas."

"Haha, this is our unique business, and we will encounter such things sooner or later. If it is so easy to be cracked, we deserve to lose money. Don't worry!"

"Well, since you are so confident, I can't wait to relax and post the job advertisement."

"That's right...By the way, have the twins come over?"

"They have come here," Alia stood up and rubbed her wrist, "but not often. They don't have much free time now. The store is so prosperous."

"Let's go check it out. I haven't been there since the holiday."

No. 85 and No. 93 are not too far away, just a few steps away.

"Hi, how are you guys?"

The twins looked up in surprise, "Hi, Sainz, hi, Alia!"

The store was bustling with people, and Sainz saw a group of familiar faces, "Hello!"

"Hello, Sainz!" Mr. Weasley came over and shook hands with him warmly, "Thank you, it's all thanks to you."

"You are too polite," Sainz said, "They have the ability to do it. You should trust them."

Mr. Weasley stole a glance at his wife and whispered, "Of course I believe them, but Molly...Molly was...hehe...at first...he always wanted them to work at the Ministry."

Sainz smiled over Mr. Weasley's shoulder at Mrs. Weasley who was looking over here, "I understand, she would rather they have a stable future... Hey Harry, how have you been lately?"

"Thank you, Sainz," Harry, Hermione and Ginny came over.

"Are you living in a poor place now?"

"Yes, and Hermione."

Hermione said: "We came here today to buy books for the new school year. Mrs. Weasley said she came to see Fred and George. They haven't been home for a long time." Then she seemed to still be a little bit unbelievable and said: "I can't believe that Snape has switched to teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

Arya said, "That has always been his wish. I heard that he has applied to Dumbledore many times. Now he finally got what he wanted."

Sainz smiled and said, "Professor Snape is very good at the Dark Arts. I think his Defense Against the Dark Arts should also be pretty good."

"I'm your brother!" Ron's annoyed voice came over, and everyone turned their eyes away.

"Neither can my brother," George clearly distinguished between public and private affairs, "Family is family and business is business.

"That's not fair!" Ron yelled, "Then why can Ginny just take whatever she wants?"

Fred dealt with a curious little wizard, "That's because we will pay for the goods she chooses."

"..."

"If you have money, buy it. If you don't have money, put down the magic firework!" Fred had no intention of taking care of Ron just because he was his younger brother.

"Your brother is right!" Mrs. Weasley did not stand on the side of her youngest son. "They are doing business. If everyone takes a little, he will go bankrupt sooner or later."

"Bankruptcy!" Ron seemed to have heard a big joke, "They just made more than fifty Galleons!"

"We earned that money," said George, ruthlessly. "Would you like to buy that firework, Mr. Weasley?"

Ron's face flushed red, and he reluctantly moved his hands away from the fireworks, "Let's go, there's nothing great here."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other. They also felt embarrassed for Ron. They nodded in agreement and walked out with Ron. "Maybe we can go get an ice cream."

Ginny hurried to catch up, "Wait for me."

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley also left.

"Hey, man," the twins boasted, "I'm sorry we couldn't be of much help with Alia. As you can see, we can't do without people here!"