Chapter 78: Transition Chapter, Please Skip to Subscribe. Thanks Guys.

At another Friday meeting, Penello returned to his old words.

To be honest, in the past few months, whenever the issue of financial revenue was discussed, the big steward of the organization had never given Grete a good look.

Faced with the increasingly crazy piracy, Penello opens his eyes every day and seems to see tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of gold galleons flying away from his pocket with wings.

However, Gretel has always looked heartless. No matter how resentful Penello's eyes were, he just shrugged and said, "Wait, wait, wait."

I have been waiting until now, and the final exam has begun.

The people who discussed Gretel also disappeared.

All those who had the ability went to manufacture mobile phones and spread their goods to the Americas to make money like crazy.

Gretel, the founder of the new era, was never mentioned again. Even if he was mentioned by chance, he would only be mentioned with a strange smile.

"Just a lucky kid."

Once someone refutes it, the person who said the weird thing seems to be in a mood and gives an impassioned speech.

"You are not a child, but you can show off your inventions to the whole world? Isn't this a common way for children to attract attention?"

"As expected, he is a little guy from a backward place like the Muggle world. In order to become famous, he picked up sesame seeds and lost the watermelon."

The "Wizard's War" was the first to launch a crusade against the mudblood wizard Gretel.

Also featured is an article from an anonymous Thoroughbred.

The article strangely expressed its gratitude to Gretel and hoped that he could speed up the invention so that there would be a few more life-size gold statues in their family's vault.

With the publication of this article, Gretel suddenly became a clown in the wizarding world.

For this reason, several families that made their fortune with unique inventions secretly included Gretel in their family mottos.

Fearing that some unfilial son would lose his mind, he imitated Gretel and threw the golden mountain out of his hands.

"Okay, okay, don't look so gloomy. I'll show you something, and you'll know why I don't ask them to keep it secret."

When the total number of mobile phones sold in all continents reached 500,000 units, Gretel brought together the core personnel of the organization.

In the confused eyes of everyone, Gretel smiled a little wildly.

Accompanied by a special spell, a faint blue light shone on everyone's faces.

A translucent starry sky shaped like a brain, entwined by countless rays of light, appeared before everyone's eyes.

"All communications are through the high-speed exchange of information through the magic network core in front of us.

Every ray of light you see represents a mobile phone terminal.

Just like the Floo network that connects thousands of households, it can transport people from one place to another destination stably and accurately.

It is based on the Floo Network core stored in the Ministry of Magic, which records all legal Floo Network terminals in Great Britain.

At the same time, this also prevents outsiders from intruding into homes connected to the Floo network through illegal means.

Because the terminal they built privately was not recorded in the core of the Ministry of Magic Floo Network at all. "

Seeing that some people couldn't help but ask questions, Grete pressed his hands to signal them to be calm.

"I know what you are going to say. What you are trying to say is that even their pirated mobile phones can be used normally.

Does anyone know the history of the development of Floo Network? "

Only Penello recalled it thoughtfully, while everyone else was confused.

Unlike Penello who participated in the entire development of the mobile phone, when they joined, what they got were already mature samples.

The spell, the materials, everything was instilled in them by Gretel, and they did not need to understand the invention of mobile phones from scratch.

"The Floo Network commonly used by wizards is a huge system that is convenient, fast, safe and reliable.

As long as you state your destination clearly and concisely, a handful of Floo powder can take you wherever you want to go.

As long as your destination is connected to the Floo Network, a complete system, and the owner of the fireplace allows you to arrive.

However, in the 13th century, when Floo was first created, it was not as popular as it is now.

At that time, wizards had only a few ways to travel, flying broomsticks, portkeys or apparating.

After Ignatia Wildsmith invented Floo powder, it was ignored for a long time.

Until people discovered that the floo network was extremely safe compared to flying broomsticks.

People who are afraid of heights don’t have to worry at all, and they don’t need to be highly skilled, or even a wizard.

Coupled with the price of two silvers per spoonful, it has the advantage of being economical and has completely become the most accessible mode of transportation in the wizarding world.

As for Apparition, even in our Hogwarts, there are still many people who have not been able to obtain legal licenses many years after graduation.

This mode of travel has turned away a considerable number of people who need to travel.

There are also door keys. Anyone who has had the experience of a door key will never want to use it a second time if it is not necessary.

Not to mention using it as a daily travel method.

Floo Network is such a brand-new transportation and communication network that is friendly to the people.

It took many years to spread across the UK.

If we switch to our mobile phones, how many years will it take for them to spread?

You know, regardless of R&D costs and only labor and raw materials, each mobile phone costs a glittering five galleons.

On our own, we may not be able to see such a heated scene until the day we die of old age. "

Penelope suddenly laughed, her eyes seemed to be flashing with golden light, and the smile on her face was particularly bright.

"No matter when the fireplace is connected to the Floo Network, the Ministry of Magic can easily kick it out with a simple spell.

So, Grete, you left a secret door in your phone, right!"

Penelope looked particularly excited, she seemed to see the mountain of gold galleons flying back again.

Grete took a deep look at the butler who was gradually becoming a money-grubber, and nodded heavily.

"Do you remember the number and positioning configuration you asked at that time?

I didn't explain it to you at that time, you can see it now."

With Grete's actions, the starry sky brain in front of him gradually unfolded into a plane, covering everyone in this entangled starry sky.

Each light spot on the plane represents a mobile phone, but with Grete's operation, the light is gradually covered with different colors.

Horrifying blood red, gorgeous deep purple, bright golden yellow...

Different terminals emit rays of light connected to other terminals, which are the owners of the mobile phones communicating with relatives and friends.

Under Grete's command, a vibrant green burst out with dazzling light, but its range only surrounds London.

Even in several counties around London, there is little green.

Everyone knows that this vibrant green represents the mobile phones produced by their own communication company.

After all, when piracy was rampant, Grete had already dismissed the assembly line workers he recruited, and only they were still producing from time to time for Grete's communication store to sell.

Because the terminals of Grete's communication store never accept price cuts, the store is basically in a state of being deserted.

This is also the reason why the butler Penelope has been anxious. Price cuts can at least expand sales. If he insists on not cutting prices, the finished products that have been produced can only be smashed in his hands.

Facing Penelope's excitement, Grete said calmly: "It's time to take back our market."

Long before deciding to enter the communication market, Grete had made such a plan.

Point-to-point communication is actually not difficult to do, and Grete can do it himself without Penelope's help.

A twinning spell can make two unrelated pieces of paper have the same handwriting at the same time.

Point-to-point communication is also completed.

The difficulty is to form them into a network, which is why Grete sought help from so many people.

He even risked his life to be in the same room with Professor Tom.

The wizard's brain, that is, the core of the magic network, was completed by Grete at that time.

He took apart all the details and mixed them with different questions to ask Voldemort, just to prevent others from seeing through his secret door.

However, through the direct projection of the wizard's brain, Grete noticed that in the magic network coverage circle formed by the terminals communicating with each other, there was still a small piece of difficult-to-break shadow looming.

He immediately confirmed that it must be the communication spell independently researched by Professor Voldemort himself, and only he could bypass Grete, the inventor, and build his own independent communication system.

But it seems that Professor Voldemort did not take advantage of this favorable wind to expand his market.

It was really hard for Gret to understand that a rebel leader would let go of the gold mountain that was within his reach.

However, even if Voldemort died, it would not affect Gret.

Because he knew that Voldemort would never be like him and give away his things.

Of course, Gret was not willing to do so, but who made the communication spell a bait?

If it was not a sweet enough bait, I believe there would not be so many pirated copies, and many people even sold their pots and irons just to catch this favorable boat.

Go to America on the other side of the ocean to dig up the undeveloped gold mountain and get a very lucrative feast for your family.

Gret ignored the rampant piracy because he had a thundering method in his hand that could easily turn the tables at any time.

Without taking risks, worrying about sales, or even paying costs, just a spell flowing out of Gret's hands helped him expand the market to America.

By the way, through the past six months or so, these stubborn wizards have become accustomed to convenient communication and the existence of mobile phones.

The time of harvest has arrived. In front of a group of people, Grete ordered the core of the communication network, the Wizard Brain.

All mobile phones sold by non-Grete communication stores were disconnected, and the colorful Galaxy Brain suddenly dimmed.

Only the green light was strong and firm in the communication network.

At the same time, everyone seemed to hear screams.

Those were pirated users who were used to advancement but were forced to fall back to primitiveness, and were used to convenience but were forced to return to hardship.

They were also the screams of pirates who swallowed the bait and were now hooked in the throat by the barb.

"Next, let the bullets fly for a while."

Grete, along with everyone present, laughed out loud, and the frustration of several months seemed to be released in an instant.

Among them, Penelope was the most excited, her face flushed, her breathing rapid, her eyes full of aggression that was about to be exploited drastically.

Three days, just three days, the pirates who tried every means but failed to appease their users, attacked Ravenclaw's dining table with an army of owls that covered the sky.

Gretel, who was well prepared, formed a group utopia and protected everyone present.

Countless shouting letters almost destroyed the entire restaurant.

"You hateful mudblood, disgusting troll, despicable ghoul..."

Because Grete refused to accept the letter, the roaring letters were shattered into pieces of waste paper in the incompetent rage.

After the owl army left, Grete knocked on the dining table gracefully, and a whole table of new food was quickly delivered to the table by the house elf.

"Watch what I do, eat."

Gretel shook the spoon in front of Terry's eyes and took the lead in eating.

"Oh my gosh, I never thought a howler could be so vicious."

After a long time, Terry took a deep breath and started chatting excitedly with the people around him.

Just now, he saw with his own eyes that a goblet in front of Gretel was blown into pieces by the roaring letter.

"Gretel, it turns out that the power of sound is so powerful. Do you think it is possible for me to develop a sound attack spell? It is the kind of invisible and colorless spell that can blow things into ashes with a bang."

Gretel glanced at Terry, who was jumping up and down with excitement, and silently complained in his heart. Fortunately, Terry was not sorted into Gryffindor.

Otherwise, one day in the future, I will definitely be able to blow up the entire Hogwarts with Seamus, that explosive genius.

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After that, Gretel was attacked by howling letters once a day for a week before gradually calming down.

The pirates who fell into the sinkhole did not give up.

But they found that this language threat had no impact on Gretel at all.

Even because he had been staying at Hogwarts, he couldn't find a way to come to negotiate.

They have changed their methods, but what remains unchanged is the daily owl mail army.

Letters of sincere pleading almost buried the Ravenclaw dining table.

If Gretel hadn't been holding up his wand, threatening the group of owls.

Anyone who dares to throw the letter on the dining table without his consent will definitely let the eagle taste what is called a hot, peeled, washed and grilled set meal.

No matter how touching the pleading letter was and how miserable their situation was described, Gretel was not moved at all.

He is not a big-hearted person. These pirates may be the same people who scolded him for being stupid in the newspapers while eating the gluttonous feast that flowed from his hands a few months ago.

Besides, could empty pleading with white teeth make up for the 20 million that slipped through his fingers?

Also, if you step back ten thousand steps, even if Gretel's brain and cerebellum fail at the same time, you can accept their apology and pleading.

Penelo, the butler, would not let go of her sharpening hand.

No one can stop a woman who has been depressed for months because of a problem, not even Merlin's resurrection.

In particular, those golden gallons that almost grew wings and flew away included her generous dividends.

That was Penelo, the money she got from selling herself completely!

Such as the chapter name, I beg you guys to jump in and order. I’m really not good at writing transitional chapters. I haven’t seen that the small theater is gone now. Big guys, please jump in and order again in two days when the fourth grade starts. , Wow, I feel like I’m making a lot of money now. I beg you, please book now. Thank you guys.

When the Goblet of Fire begins, I will let everyone have a good time, and the small theater will return at that time.

I have already boarded the bus back to Zhejiang from Guangdong. I will take a rest tomorrow. I will definitely complete the transition on the 4th. Wait a moment and compare notes.