(Last bonus chapter)
"Ladies and Gentlemen, our first prize has arrived, and the winner is: Miss Ginny Weasley!"
Ginny looked at the lottery ticket in her hand in disbelief since she was here just to try her luck.
But she didn't expect that each person had a chance to draw a lottery and she actually won the first prize.
Ginny, who just turned 11 this year, looked at her parents in bewilderment.
"Go on, what are you waiting for!"
"Ginny, you're the best!"
"We're proud of you, sister!"
Everyone in the Weasley family is cheering for Ginny and even Ron is no exception.
It's just that he still wants his sister to do him a - small favor.
"Ginny, if someone asks you what you like later, just say you like that broomstick!"
Ron's words immediately drew glares from his family.
The twins pushed Ron to the back of the crowd, one on the left and one on the right.
Molly Weasley lovingly said to her little daughter: "Choose whatever you like, baby."
"Miss Weasley, have you made a decision yet?"
Ginny was a little nervous about Vinda beside her.
After hesitating for a long time, she whispered, "I want a robe, is that okay?"
"Of course, please wait a moment."
After Vinda finished speaking, she walked to the staff lounge.
It was the first time Ginny was in the limelight and it made her very uncomfortable.
At this moment, exclamations came from the crowd.
Ginny turned around and saw Lucas walking in front of her holding a luxurious witch's robe.
"Nice to meet you, Miss Weasley, thank you for coming today, this is a prize for you, the best witch's robe in this shop."
"In addition, in order to thank you for bringing your good luck to our store, I decided to give you a bottle of limited edition magic perfume, I hope you can accept it."
Ginny stared blankly at the blond boy in front of her, especially his bewitching blue eyes that seemed to contain a mysterious magic power.
She suddenly felt her cheeks heat up so she took the gift in a hurry, said thank you, and ran back to her parents.
"Ginny, how can you be so rude."
Molly scolded her a little, and then made a special trip to thank Lucas.
"That's your grade chief?" Pansy Parkinson's father asked softly.
Although he was talking to his daughter, his eyes kept wandering towards Lucas.
"That's right, he's a very attractive man, and he's also very strong!"
"Grindelwald" the man muttered to himself, and then to his daughter, "You need to get closer to him at school if you can, do you understand?"
Pansy frowned slightly, but nodded anyway.
She heard the meaning of her father's words, it's just that she likes Draco Malfoy.
Besides, Pansy doesn't think she's Lucas' type either way.
Fortunately Lucas didn't know what Pansy's father was thinking.
As long as his daughter looks like a pug, Lucas really can't accept it.
At the same time Mrs. Zabini was busy inspecting all the shops.
Watching the endless stream of customers, this charming lady never stopped smiling.
After all, she was also getting a cut from the profits, so how wouldn't she be happy.
"Blaise, get along well with Mr. Grindelwald, it would be good if you can get into his circle of friends, the future belongs to you young people, you know?"
"Don't worry mother, I know what to do!"
The same words appeared in every corner of the store.
Most of the children from influential families who came here today are in Slytherin House.
The shrewd Slytherins will certainly not miss the opportunity to make connections with the strong.
"Vinda, go find Professor Snape and tell him that I have something very important to discuss with him later."
Once Vinda just left, Lucas was tapped on the shoulder.
Seeing Hermione standing behind him, he stepped forward to give her a hug.
"No, my parents are here."
Hermione continued with reddish ears, "I'm sorry, because I brought my parents with me, I was delayed for some time, and I couldn't attend your opening ceremony on time."
Looking at the little witch with eyes full of guilt in front of him, Lucas rubbed her head, messing up the fluffy brown hair even more.
"Stop!"
Hermione pushed Lucas' mischievous hand away and quickly took out a comb to straighten her hair.
"I have a gift for you, but let's meet your parents first."
Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger are good talkers, especially Mr. Granger.
He didn't have the haughty attitude of other dentists.
You know, the social status of dentists in England is very high.
"Uncle, Aunt, just tell Hermione what you like, and I'll find someone to give it to you."
The Grangers smiled and nodded.
However, Mr. Granger's gaze has been shifting between his daughter and the handsome young man in front of him.
Hermione couldn't stand her parents' scrutinizing gaze so she hurriedly dragged the two of them to the store next door to choose clothes.
"We won't bother you, you go ahead!"
After sending off Hermione and her parents.
Lucas also attracted the patriarchs of several pure-blood families.
Although he has long been used to this kind of situation.
But the non-stop talking with people also made Lucas feel physically and mentally drained.
"Lucas, let me introduce you, this is my mother."
Looking at the elegant lady beside Draco Malfoy.
Lucas greeted the beautiful lady modestly: "Mrs. Malfoy, it's nice to meet you."
"It's my honor, Mr. Grindelwald, I haven't thanked you for taking care of Draco at Hogwarts."
"After he returned home this time, my husband and I found that Draco has grown a lot, and we are very grateful."
Seeing Narcissa Malfoy, Lucas suddenly thought of the locket that should still be in the old Black family house.
Mrs. Malfoy was a member of the Black family before she got married.
He needed to ask the nagging house-elf Kreacher to hand over the locket.
Maybe Narcissa or Draco could help him with this?
Narcissa is a bit difficult, but Draco is easy to deceive, he also has half of the blood of the Black family on his body, so he might also be able to command the house-elf.
'Let's do that, take Draco to Grimmauld Place as soon as I get back from France.' Lucas thought.
At this time, Draco who looked happy, suddenly felt a gust of cold wind blowing into his wizard's robe that made him shiver uncontrollably.
Just when he felt strange, he heard Lucas say to his mother.
"I've heard that you were formerly part of the Black family. I remember my father once said that Mr. Arcturus Black was one of the best wizards he had ever seen."
"My grandfather would be very happy to know that Mr. Grindelwald praised him."
Narcissa Malfoy replied with a smile.
The two chatted about some interesting things about Draco's life at Hogwarts, until Lucas saw Vinda beckoning to him.
Then he apologized and walked towards the staff lounge.
Pushing open the door he saw Professor Snape, dressed all in black standing with his back to the wall.
"Why don't you take a seat, Professor? Is there something urgent that makes you be in a hurry to leave?"
"Mr. Grindelwald, if you only brought me here to listen to this nonsense, then I better leave."
"Holy Spirit Grass, I have Holy Spirit Grass here!"
Professor Snape, who had already opened the door, stopped immediately.
"What did you say?"
Seeing Professor Snape appear in front of him in the blink of an eye, Lucas repeated himself again: "I said I have Holy Spirit Grass."
"Impossible, the holy spirit grass has long been extinct."
As soon as Professor Snape finished speaking, a pure white flower full of vitality appeared in front of his eyes.
"Is this... holy spirit grass?"
Seeing Snape's obsessed eyes, Lucas raised his head a little proudly.
There are very few things that can catch Professor Snape's attention.
Lily Potter counts as one.
Potions are another.
Possibly, probably now, just maybe, Harry Potter needs to be added.
Lucas believed that no potions master could refuse the holy spirit grass.
Because the holy spirit grass is the key material for refining the water of life.
Water of life, the best healing potion to ever exist in the wizarding world, even better than phoenix tears.
No matter how bad the injury is, as long as there is a breath left, it can be healed by the water of life.
It can be called a magical potion with miraculous effects and every potion master in the world wishes to make it atleast once in their life.
However, the holy spirit grass has long been extinct and the water of life can only exist in books.
But just now, Lucas took out a genuine holy spirit grass.
"Professor, can you sit down and talk slowly?"
"State your terms."
Professor Snape asked immediately after taking his seat.
His character is like this, never procrastinating, always right to the point.
"I need you to brew five bottles of advanced potions for my potion shop every month, and provide a bottle of Felix Felicis every six months."
"Of course, I will provide all the materials, and I will also pay you for the production. At the end of each year, I will give you a holy spirit herb, how about it?"
Professor Snape was silent for a long time.
"Yes, are there any specific requirements for high-level potions?"
"Not yet, but after school starts, I need you to provide me with Wolfsbane Potion for one person every month."
"Wolfsbane Potion?"
Professor Snape looked at Lucas with scrutiny.
"It's not for myself!"
"Oh well!"
Seeing that the grumpy potions master agreed to his request, Lucas took out a wooden box and put the holy spirit grass in it.
"This is a deposit paid to you in advance. If you decide on which five high-level potions you want to brew, write to me anytime, and I will send someone to deliver the materials to you."
"Finally, Professor Snape, I wish us a happy cooperation!"
Looking at the right hand stretched out in front of him Professor Snape snorted coldly, turned and walked towards the door.
But before going out he still reminded Lucas: "Less publicity in the future, things like what you did at the end-of-semester dinner will only arouse unnecessary suspicion against you."
Watching Professor Snape walking away quickly, Lucas chuckled suddenly.
Their Head of House really has a weird temper.
…
A busy day is finally over.
Back at his manor in Wiltshire, Lucas sat wearily on the chair.
Hestia flew to his side, holding a letter from Hermione in her mouth.
The content of the letter is mainly the gratitude that the Granger couple asked Hermione to convey on their behalf.
Today was a real eye-opener for the Grangers, they also got a lot of interesting gadgets from the wizarding world.
Lucas fell asleep right after reading the letter.
Early the next morning, the sun was shining on Lucas' face.
He remembered that he seemed to have fallen asleep in a chair yesterday.
Presumably Vinda must have found him and moved him to the bed.
~Pat!~
A post office owl flew from a distance throwing a newspaper precisely onto Lucas' windowsill.
Opening the newspaper, the headline on the front page featured a profile photo of Lucas.
Immediately afterwards, a line of large characters came into view.
"Genius? Prodigy? Or just another Grindelwald!".
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