National Doomsday: I, the Virus King

Watch as Bobby begins to put a bottle of each potion on the shelves for display, and puts up a description of the potion effects that have been prepared in advance.

In particular, when Leon's wolf poison potion was displayed, Poppy also posted a newspaper clip of the newspaper certification of the wolf poison potion and Leon's second-class Merlin badge for it.

Snape asked, "I was just going to ask you where you got so much wolf venom potion. "

"Of course, I also have my own tool man. Leon replied with a mysterious smile.

Snape rolled his eyes, there weren't many pharmacists who could refine wolf poison potions, and he had just glanced at the color of those wolf poison potions, although they didn't smell it, but just by looking at the color, they were all excellent finished products.

"Don't we really make a wave of publicity? "

Looking at the wizards coming and going outside the street, but no one set foot in this potion shop, Leon asked helplessly.

"How are you going to advertise it?" asked Snape rhetorically.

"It's easy. Leon smiled and took out a magic gramophone, placed it at the door of the store, pressed the play button, and in an instant, the song of the monster that Leon had sung at the award ceremony came from the gramophone, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

"Hello everyone, I'm Leon Chris, one of the owners of this Chris's big health pharmacy, and I'm happy to announce that the wolf poison potion I developed is officially on sale today. "

Looking at Leon's method, Snape unconsciously admired Leon, he didn't have this kind of social.

"The youngest Merlin Medal holder?"

"It's really Leon Chris, oh my gosh. "

"I love you, I love you!"

"Mr. Chris, I'm your book lover, can you sign me?"

All the wizards who stopped were stunned for a moment after hearing Leon's self-introduction, and then immediately reacted and shouted at Leon.

Leon smiled: "I'm Leon Chris, I'm sure you've seen it in the photos of major newspapers, it's not fake, as for the wizard sister who loves me, I'm only eleven years old, if you don't want to enter Azkaban, cancel this idea, as for the autograph, of course it's no problem, but why don't you come to the store to have a look first?"

Looking at the large number of customers who began to pour into the store in an instant, Snape was speechless, and for the first time he found that fame was really useful.

And Bobby, too, immediately greeted him and began to introduce everyone, and emphasized that these potions were all made by Snape and Leon, and the quality was guaranteed.

"Although there are house-elf salesmen, what about the security forces?"

Watching more and more people pour into the store, gossiping about the efficacy and price of various potions, Leon asked Snape.

"There are patrol and law enforcement teams nearby, and they can come over to help soon. Snape explained, after all, this is Diagon Alley, not Tumbledown Alley, and as the largest wizarding bazaar in Britain, there has never been a shortage of official guards.

"But what if someone comes and runs away after making trouble?" Leon asked rhetorically.

"Then find him and kill him. Snape replied cruelly.

"It's easy to die, but what about the loss?"

Leon rolled his eyes speechlessly, didn't Snape think about the consequences? The core of his problem was how to deal with the troublemakers? The core of his problem was the economic damage caused by the trouble.

Obviously, Snape also heard the subtext of Leon's words, and frowned: "The guards can be found, but whether they can find the right person is difficult to say." "

Obviously, Snape also had concerns, after all, the total amount of potions stored here was indeed easy for some people to take risks, after all, there was also a black market in the wizarding world.

"How's the house-elf?" Leon asked Snape, looking at the busy Bobby.

"No, although the magic of house-elves is no worse than that of adult wizards, most of them only master household magic, and their combat power is not reliable. Snape vetoed without hesitation.

"Well, you see if I can do it. At this time, a man with a scruffy beard and an old trench coat approached and asked with an embarrassed expression.

"You?" Leon looked up and down at the man, then at Snape.

"What did you do before?" Snape naturally picked up and asked.

"Auror, but during a mission, I was attacked by a werewolf and infected with the werewolf curse, so I was fired. The man replied with a lonely expression.

"What about the salary you expect?" Hearing that this man was actually from an Auror, Leon's eyes lit up, and he asked directly.

"One vial of wolf venom potion plus ten gold galleons per month. The man struggled for a moment before replying with some uncertainty.

Snape and Leon glanced at each other, not because the price was high, but because it was low, an Auror-born wizard, even if he went to work in other professions, such as personal bodyguards, would cost about thirty gold gallons a month, after all, Aurors were excellent combatants.

But obviously, this man's current identity as a werewolf has made him crushed by the discrimination and disgust of werewolves in reality, and the capital and arrogance belonging to the Aurors have completely lost their meaning, and he only dares to ask for this kind of salary.

"Are you married?"

Snape didn't speak, and Leon could only speak first.

"Yes, and two children. The man replied.

"Well, fifteen gold galleons a month, a bottle of wolf poison potion, dry or not. Leon added.

"!" The man immediately nodded frantically and agreed: "My name is John Jones, you can call me John, from now on, you will be my boss." "

"Then the security work in the store will be handed over to you, there is no money this month, because the end of the month will be in two days, the salary will be paid at the end of next month, and the wolf poison potion can be received at the beginning of the month, how about it?"

Leon asked.

"No problem. John replied without hesitation, his eyes were full of tears at this time, and he didn't know if it was because of excitement or emotion.

"Then you go get busy, you can find Poppy if you have something, it's that house-elf, he'll contact us. "

As soon as Leon's words fell, John walked straight into the crowd, and began to restrain the crowd to start queuing, and at the same time gave a warning to the customers who wanted to take the display potion, and behaved very well.

"The Aurors also go to maintain the sites of some large business gatherings, which is one of their jobs, but you, I wonder why you are paid fifteen gold galleons. "

Snape explained to Leon here, and at the same time asked Leon, after all, he knew Leon very thoroughly, and this stingy guy who wanted to be ten gold Galleons would actually raise the price.

"He has family to take care of. Leon replied, then glanced at Snape, "Do you think I'm really a dime a dime?"

"Yes. Snape replied unceremoniously, "Say, for a reason." "

"I hire a werewolf to make a strong case for my inclination to speak up for the werewolf community, which is politically correct, and he is a retired Auror who deserves that value. "

Looking at Snape's continued expression, Leon smiled again and added softly: "And he is already desperate, I give him hope, he will be grateful to me, it is not easy to betray us, and besides, he also has his family as a bond, once he wants to make trouble for me, then I can also make some trouble for his family, isn't it? "

"You're still you. Snape glanced at Lyon, very satisfied with Leon's explanation, this is the Leon he knew.