However, after careful consideration, Ivan concluded that the rune-like object was not meant to be used as a magical tool.
Ivan was confident he could tell…
Having ruled out one possibility, and seeing that George and Fred had no idea what to expect, Yvonne stopped asking questions and started talking about Magickery.
George and Fred even proposed to officially hire Ivan as a special consultant for Magickery, with a one-third stake.
"Are you sure? I don't think I'm doing anything special as a special advisor." Ivan was surprised.
These magical tools were studied by George and Fred, so Ivan did not want to take advantage of them.
George nodded and said, "Of course, Fred and I decided this together. You've helped us a lot with all the ideas you've given us."
Fred added this as well.
"Besides, we didn't thank you for helping us get a Ministry order during the summer holidays, or Mother would have burned all our research…"
George and Fred smiled at each other and told Ivan about the interesting events at the Burrow.
"When Mom saw the fifty Galleons you gave us, she thought we were up to no good. She didn't believe us when we told her it was a Ministry deposit."
Ivan did not expect that his request for a gold Galleon from Makar would lead to Mrs Weasley accepting George and Fred's research, and he recalled that Mrs Weasley hated it when they did not do their job properly.
"So you're completely free to do whatever research you want?" Yvonne was genuinely pleased for both of them.
"Something like that…" Fred nodded.
Soon, however, Fred wilted like a frosted eggplant and smacked his lips. "But Mom demanded that all of our homework for this term be E-plus or she wouldn't let us study it."
Ivan shrugged, indicating that there was nothing he could do; George and Fred were actually quite good students.
However, it was indeed a little difficult for them to do research while learning.
George and Fred were upset for a while, but soon recovered.
There's still a long way to go before the end of the year. There's still time to work harder…
George turned his mind away from these troubling matters and said to Ivan, "So you deserve a third of the shares."
"Well, if you say so," Ivan said, seeing no reason to refuse.
Due to her status as a special consultant, Ivan would not simply brush them off with theoretical knowledge he had seen in his previous life. Instead, he seriously gave them advice.
For example, early magic tricks workshops could make quick sales with "practical" tools such as automatic quills and Skiving Snacks.
After all, homework and lessons were the worst things for most young wizards…
The upcoming Quidditch match was also, in Ivan's opinion, a great opportunity to promote and sell magical products for jokes.
For example, they could get props to amplify the sound, or colorful flags to display the team's name. Most young wizards and witches who liked to watch football would be impressed.
Improving bonfires into celebratory pyrotechnics is something that the winning house will surely need to celebrate…
Ivan went on and on, and George and Fred soon joined in.
"In that case, someone will have bought our Dungbombs, and the House that lost the game will certainly need them to vent their anger," George suddenly thought.
"Yes! Bang pyrotechnics can actually be used to beat people up… and we can sell some to the young wizards of the House so they can beat each other up!" Fred was getting very excited.
Ivan stared at them, speechless.
Why learn magic when you're so good at it? You might as well be arms dealers!
There's bound to be money to be made!
Ivan, however, had to admit that their idea was good, and joined them in discussing the details of the sale.
After chatting for a while, Fred suddenly spoke mysteriously.
"By the way, when it comes to Quidditch, why don't we do what we did last time and have a good bet? I'll do it this time. I don't have to compete or train, so I have plenty of time…"
Ivan was stunned for a moment and then looked at Fred with a strange expression. No wonder Fred had so readily given up his position when he joined the team. It was because of this!
However, hearing Fred's words, Ivan was more or less tempted. No one could have too much Galleon.
He may have made a lot of magic tools a few months ago and sold them like hotcakes, but this was a profit for the shop. Ivan couldn't just take whatever he wanted, and the research costs couldn't always be extended to his family.
The money earned from selling the Wolf Venom Potion was his.
However, due to the cost of the early publicity, most of the Galleons were squandered on it, or the Daily Prophet would not have been covering him every day.
Furthermore, it is not only the British Isles that have werewolf wizards in the wizarding world, but the whole of Europe, and even the whole world, so the promotion is a huge hit…
More crucially, moving the shop out of Knockturn Alley and into Diagon Alley required at least twenty thousand Galleons.
This was one of the reasons why Ivan was so concerned about the new Wizard Wheezes workshop.
There were over a thousand young wizards in their seven years at the four Hogwarts Colleges, and they made a killing selling these trinkets every year.
"What do you think? Fred and I will pay a hundred Galleons as capital." Compared to the scrimping and saving of the previous year, when he had only saved five Galleons as capital, George was very generous this time.
"Sure, I'll give you a hundred Galleons as well," Ivan agreed without hesitation.
These hundred Galleons were mostly a surplus of money that Asia earned when she bought the book for him, and the remainder she earned by selling Wolfsbane Potions.
With two hundred Galleons as their capital, George and Fordre both threatened to pull off a major stunt that would not satisfy their appetites.
"It's too bad we had to play Slytherin last time. I think most people will bet on Gryffindor!" George said, somewhat disappointed that they were not going to make much money.
And they couldn't fake the game to make Gryffindor lose, or Wood would kill them…