Father Mavie

Chapter 566 Eton College (two in one, please subscribe!!!)
Prince Charles is a typical pragmatist, no matter what he does, he first considers the pros and cons.

It would not do him any good to help the fourth prince become the president of the Educators Association, and he would even have to pay a lot. In the short term, it was completely meaningless.

"This is for the Kingdom of Windsor." Arthur said, "Why do you want benefits?"

"Because I'm not a king."

The eldest prince Charles leaned back and said in a joking tone: "Arthur, it's you who want to be the president of the Educators Association, not me, and don't prevaricate me for the reason of the Kingdom of Windsor, support you as the president , People who need me to compete with the Liberal Party in parliament, it is my father's business to support you, and it has nothing to do with me."

Arthur frowned: "Don't you see what Nicholas and the others want to do?"

"What do they want to do?"

Grabbing the Times newspaper on the table, Arthur pointed to the news and said: "Nicholas called on the kingdom to establish an educators' association in the newspaper. The purpose behind it is to open up the school market! Eton College, Oxford and Cambridge, etc. The school is the place where countless nobles once studied, and their children, including your son Charles, are all in it!"

"These people will be the main force to consume potions in the future! Nicholas wants to use this incident to create momentum and raise the stock price of Manstein Potions Company!"

"Why do you only focus on cooperating with the church? Potions are consumables, and they are destined to enter the sinking market in the future. If you don't sell them now, it will be too late in the future!"

After Arthur finished speaking, the eldest prince Charles gradually straightened his back and sat upright, his expression changed from the initial joking to a bit dignified. He could hear the emotions mixed in Arthur's tone, which was full and rich, not like lying.

In fact, the eldest prince also felt that what Arthur said made sense. He knew about Ma Wei's donation of 2 gold pounds to Eton College yesterday, but he didn't take it to heart. There are more nobles who donated to Eton College, Jonas I'm studying at Eton, is there any problem with donating?

However, if the news of Marvey's donation to Eton College is combined with his call for the establishment of an educators' association in the Kingdom in the Times Daily, the situation will change subtly.

Ma Wei's donation to Eton College is probably just a stepping stone, and the educators' association to be established later is probably his real purpose!
"After the stock exchange opens today, the stock price of Manstein Potion Company will definitely rise." Arthur said with a straight face: "Charles, you have no talent for business, and you are already behind in this matter." Shukri and the others, if they continue to remain indifferent, the potion market in London may be dominated by the Manstein family in the future."

The eldest prince Charles felt that Arthur was speaking too seriously. Even if he allowed Mavie to set up the Educators Association, it would be impossible for him to completely fail in the potion competition.
As the saying goes, what the enemy wants to do is what you want to stop.

Since Ma Wei wants to establish an educators association, he should go one step faster and compete with them!
No matter what Ma Wei wants to do, he can't let him succeed!
Thinking of this, the eldest prince Charles said: "I will support you in running for the president of the Association of Educators in the next Congress, but... Arthur, I helped you today, and you will help me in the future."

"as you wish."

Eton College.

In class, Daniel yawned boredly while listening to the instructor on the stage, and turned his head to look out the window. Unlike London, which was shrouded in smog, Windsor, where Eton College is located, was sunny and without a trace of pollution. The sky They are all blue, with a few white clouds flying, warm and warm.

Snapped!
Just as Daniel was enjoying the sunshine, a ball of paper suddenly hit him on the head. Daniel turned his head, bent down to pick up the ball of paper on the ground, and just as he opened it, he heard the instructor Wilmer on the stage say: "Jonas !stand up!"

Daniel stood up and saw that Wilmer and his mentor came, holding a ruler in his hand. This is a prop used by schools to punish disobedient children. Every school has a method of corporal punishment, but Eton College is different. The students attending the class here are all descendants of noble families, either rich or noble. The principal has repeatedly ordered the instructor not to punish the students physically, at most verbal warnings, or punishing the students to write a letter of repentance.

The ruler in Wilmer's mentor's hand can only serve as a deterrent. Even if Daniel really stretched out his hand to let him hit, he would not dare to swing it down.

"As a transfer student, you are already behind the schedule of the course, and you haven't paid attention to the lecture!" Instructor Wilmer reprimanded severely: "Your brother, Mr. Nicholas, put all his heart and soul into sending you to Eton College, and doing all the hard work for you." Broken heart! Can't you be a little bit more courageous?"

Ma Wei worried about himself?
Hearing this sentence, Daniel burst out laughing, but couldn't hold it back.

Ma Wei is worried about him for sure, but it is pure nonsense to say that he has worked hard and hopes that he will study hard to be more competitive.

Doesn't Daniel understand Mavie's temper?

Ma Wei sent him to Eton College, it was not for him to study well!

"You can still laugh?!" Instructor Wilmer frowned, looking at the ball of paper in Daniel's hand: "Read the content on the ball of paper aloud! Let all the students listen!"

"Teacher, are you sure?"

"Hurry up!"

Daniel shrugged, picked up the ball of paper, and read aloud: "Jonas, I heard that your eldest brother donated 2 gold pounds to Eton College? I overheard it when I passed by the office door yesterday, and the headmaster severely criticized it yesterday. Where is Teacher Wilmer! He said that he is too strict with the students, and that students are allowed to give gifts to each other. And last night, when Teacher Wilmer stepped on a pile of dog feces while walking, he was so angry that he cursed and greeted the dog owner The whole family, but in fact, the shit was pulled by the golden retriever raised by the headmaster’s wife.”

After reading this, Daniel paused for a moment, looked at Wilmer, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pan, and asked tentatively, "Teacher, should I continue reading?"

"Read it!" Instructor Wilmer gritted his teeth and said.

"Well, this is what you asked for." Daniel cleared his throat: "Speaking of which, the wife of tutor Wilmer talked and laughed with a young baron at the opening ceremony the day before yesterday, and the conversation was very happy. Jonas, do you think Wilmer's tutor's wife will"

"Enough! Enough!!!"

Instructor Wilmer suddenly broke out, yelled hysterically, grabbed the ball of paper in Daniel's hand and tore it up: "What are you doing all day!!! Anton is Lisette's cousin! They are cousins! !!"

Anton is the name of the young baron, and Lisette is naturally the wife of Wilmer's mentor.

The content on the ball of paper was so gossiping that he couldn’t gossip anymore, but Daniel knew that they had deliberately let Teacher Wilmer discover this ball of paper. After two days of familiarization, he knew that these eccentric students wanted to whisper and would Put the ball of paper into the pen, and then act as a loan pen, pass the ball of paper, and never throw it in the past blatantly.

The character of Wilmer's mentor, the students who get along with him day and night, can't understand it any more. He is very strict, and he can't rub the sand in his eyes. He has a good face, but he is a little weak in private. If the other party is stronger, he will lose his position and dare not speak out. own opinion.

Once he found out that students were passing small notes to each other in class, he would definitely let the students read them out in public. There were several similar incidents in the last semester.

The chest was violently bullied, the Adam's apple was raised and lowered, and the wings of the nose were opened and closed, like a goldfish vomited bubbles. Instructor Wilmer was very angry at this group of disobedient and rebellious students. He had never been so angry like today. He was already very unhappy when he was reprimanded by the principal yesterday, but today he was humiliated by the students again.
It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

"Jonas! Go out and stand for me! Stand all morning!"

Daniel, who just didn't want to sit in class, turned his head and left the classroom. Of course, he wouldn't just stand at the door as punishment. The weather outside is so nice, why not go out and have fun?

After going down the stairs, Daniel came to the lawn next to the artificial lake in the school. He saw several female students sitting on the lawn basking in the sun. He rolled his eyes and trotted straight to the dormitory. After a while, he ran down with a bag of things. up.

"Hey, beautiful ladies, I have some presents for you!"

"what is this?"

Several female students were not afraid of Daniel at all. Seeing him holding the bag, they all came up curiously.

"Sleepy Toast! A product from Manstein's Potion Store! Archbishop Brandon gave it a very high evaluation! It's the most sought-after item in the upper class right now!"

Hearing that sleepy toast is very popular in the upper class, the female students became even more curious. They sat on the lawn, ate slices of toast in their hands like an outing, and soon fell into their own fantasies.

While Daniel was waiting for them to wake up, the roar of Wilmer's mentor suddenly sounded upstairs: "Jonas!!! You are distributing this kind of thing in school again!!!"

Daniel ran away and disappeared without a trace.

"Principal! Take a look!"

After class, Instructor Wilmer pushed open the door of the principal's office angrily, and shouted at the principal standing in front of the window: "Jonas doesn't listen to discipline! He has been distributing sleeping toast on campus! This is a serious violation of discipline! He must be punished!"

"Wilmer"

The principal turned around, holding a half-eaten piece of toast in his hand: "Have you ever tasted the sleeping toast yourself?"

"Principal, you."

"I have it here, you have a taste." The principal opened the drawer and took out a small bag of toast bread wrapped in oiled paper.

On the oiled paper tape, the pattern of the big-horned elk from the Manstein Potion Company was impressively printed.

Now Mavi has even made the company logo.

"Principal! Why did you even eat this kind of thing!" Instructor Wilmer said excitedly, "This is a magic potion! It will be addictive!"

"Wilmer, I heard you like meat, don't you?"

The principal sat on the leather chair, put down the toast in his hand, and looked into Wilmer's eyes: "Eating meat is an addiction to you. Is it harmful to your body? I think it's negligible. There is health goddess Will Dezai, nothing can hurt us."

"I'm not worried about the harm that sleeping toast will cause to the body, nor do I question the power of the goddess of health, Wilder, but" Wilmer sighed: "Sleeping toast will corrode people's will! This is much more serious than physical damage! "

"Sleepy toast has no effect on people with strong willpower." The principal said lightly: "The reason why people are fascinated by sleepy toast is because they have weak willpower and need to use sleepy toast to satisfy their fantasies. But in reality, sleepy toast is no different from cigarettes and sugar, and there is not even a physical withdrawal reaction!"

"Principal, you have to trust me!"

"I believe in authoritative judgments more." The principal threw a document on the desk: "This is a joint test of sleepy toast by professors from the Department of Biology and Chemistry at Oxford University. Through animal experiments, we have determined that Sleepy toast is not harmful to the human body, and at the same time, people with strong willpower will not be affected by toast."

"A joint report issued by an authoritative professor?" Wilmer's eyes widened: "Has Nicholas already started to control the major laboratories?!"

The principal's face darkened: "Wilmer, you have to understand what you are talking about. If you question the authority of this report, you can provide evidence! I believe that the Manstein Potion Company alone cannot Manipulate those authoritative professors!"

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince is behind the Cocomanstein Potion Company! As the Duke of Oxford, he"

"The situation of the Manstein Potion Company is not up to us to decide, but you have to understand that even the second prince can't cover the sky with one hand." The principal's tone was a little slow: "If the second prince controls the major laboratories to give Harmless proof, then the eldest prince and the third prince will be indifferent? Most of the people who consume these potion products are nobles and gentry, who dares to tamper with it?"

"Furthermore, the prince and the others are the ones who require all major laboratories to test whether the sleeping toast contains harmful ingredients. Your speculation is totally unfounded."

The principal said earnestly: "My teacher, Professor James from Oxford University, also believes that sleeping toast is harmless to the human body. I trust his judgment, so you don't need to worry about the potion."

Wilmer couldn't help but said, "Even if it's harmless, it can't be allowed to circulate in the campus! Principal, if the students are addicted to sleeping toast, how can the school have classes?"

"First of all, as I said just now, sleeping toast is not physiologically addictive, as long as you want to quit, you can quit at any time."

The principal knocked on the table: "Secondly, the students of Eton College are all noble children. Even if there is no sleeping toast, they will also take drugs such as cocaine and marijuana. According to the certificates issued by major laboratories, sleeping and vomiting The harm of drugs is much lower than that of cocaine and marijuana!"

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Wilmer was speechless. He knew that the principal was right. The preferences of the nobles were far more terrifying than sleeping toast. bring peace.

As a little mentor, he can't even control drugs, so how can he interfere with the potion matter?

Some things, from the very beginning, were destined not to be something he could contend with.

(End of this chapter)