HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Chapter 98 Magical Communicator

Even nobles have curiosity.

After the first one, one after another they all lowered their heads to study the communicator in their hands.

"Mr. Rozier, may I add the chat contacts above?"

Landric sighed; he knew there would always be someone who wouldn't read the instruction manual properly.

"Yes, Mr. Anlei, when the transfer cores on the communicator collide, a page to add friends will pop up. In addition, once the bracelet is activated by magic, it can only be bound to one person."

"Ding-dong," "Ding-dong"...

I heard a chorus of voices adding friends.

Draco quickly glanced at how to use it, picked up the bracelet, and walked towards Landric, his goal clear.

Landric looked at Draco's outstretched hand and pressed it down.

He lowered his voice quietly and said, "Don't use it yet, I have a few better 2.0 versions."

He spoke in a low voice, and although Theodore and the others couldn't hear him, they could tell from Draco's excited expression that he probably had something good again.

"His smugness was exactly the same as when he got the rocket crossbow last year."

Pansy listened impatiently to Blaise's nonsense, "If I had a brother like that, I'd be even more arrogant than Draco!"

"Once this bracelet is released, it will definitely be able to revolutionize the magic world at an extremely fast pace."

"But Landric and Draco are such good friends, how could Draco not know when Landric came up with this?"

Draco's glare at them earlier wasn't fake.

Pansy finally understood why Landric was always so quiet around them.

Whether Draco knows or not doesn't affect his share of the profits.

Daphne was still somewhat confused: "But wouldn't it be unsafe to know nothing? That feeling of not being able to control anything? Besides, the Malfoy family probably didn't know about this communicator before it came out, right?"

Theodore fiddled with the bracelet, not in a hurry to infuse it with magic.

"Draco might not know, but the Malfoys should. The bracelet involves quite a few steps. It would be difficult to mass-produce them all by relying solely on Rozier."

Pan Xi breathed a sigh of relief; as long as there were smart people around, that would be fine.

"I don't understand why you're so fixated on security. Draco's goals have always been clear. His playful and capricious nature doesn't mean he's a complete idiot!"

"Draco never asks anything, but every time the biggest benefit isn't in his hands."

Just because he doesn't get involved in the supply chain doesn't mean the Malfoy family won't!

"Rocket crossbows, alchemical amulets—aren't all of those the most beautiful and best in his hands?"

"Just wait and see, he'll definitely come looking for us tomorrow after he gets the good stuff Landric gave him!"

Pansy's look of disdain for Daphne quickly changed the subject.

I'm a little jealous of Draco.

Blaise pressed his wristband against Theodore's and bumped it against himself. "Can you tell me something that nobody knows?"

Daphne didn't speak again, her gaze fixed on the person who was the center of attention. She didn't understand where the bitterness in her heart came from.

The appearance of the communicator brought the banquet atmosphere to a climax, and the businessmen all exchanged shrewd glances.

The usually unhurried and elegant person suddenly seemed unusually anxious.

Everyone sensed a huge business opportunity, like a piece of meat that made their mouths water. The hungry wolves around them waited for their chance to swarm in and devour it.

The group looked at each other in silence.

Except for Theodore, they all quietly went to the side of their respective patriarchs.

When the bracelets touched, they exchanged glances.

Don't worry.

Theodore took the opportunity to raise his glass to Landric from afar.

The head of the Nott family didn't come, but Theodore had already taken control of the Nott family.

The magical world is stagnant; it's time for some activity.

The Holy Twenty-Eight?

Perhaps in a few years, it will become the Holy Six.

The banquet ended amidst mutual compliments, with Tana subtly deflecting others' attempts to probe Landric.

Wait until the crowd disperses.

Lala tidied up the empty hall and quickly set up another long table.

Malfoy, Greengrass, Parkinson's...

They returned again.

The heads of the families took their seats with their respective heirs.

Daphne was somewhat dazed; it was the first time she had stood before her five friends as the heir.

On his way back, the patriarch of Greengrass looked at Daphne and marveled at his daughter's good fortune.

Theodore, as the head of the Nott family, sat next to Landrick, which secretly alarmed the other patriarchs.

Daphne's heart was in turmoil. She lowered her eyes, and a seed was planted in her heart.

The children didn't interrupt the adults' conversation, gracefully holding their cups and sipping tea, listening as they tried to maximize their own interests in a few words.

At this moment, they were like sponges, frantically absorbing the art of language among adults.

Draco, unusually, didn't focus his attention on Landric for long; his brain was frantically analyzing every word.

The conversation didn't end until everyone felt a bit bloated from drinking.

Tana took out several contract papers.

"If there are no objections to the above vote, then please sign it, everyone."

The Parkinson family patriarch picked up the paper and examined it carefully. "Is there any kind of constraint on this?"

"Just an unbreakable vow."

Parkinson's family head: ?

Tana covered her mouth and chuckled, "You all know that my little darling always likes to tinker with all sorts of weird and wonderful things."

The adults looked at her with mixed feelings, then turned to the composed boy with complicated expressions.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the quill pen at his fingertips wrote his name.

When Tana saw them off from the manor, their minds were still preoccupied with Landric and Theodore.

Instead, his own heir thought it was an overreaction and gave him several sidelong glances.

Ruel Greengrass: "Fou, do you think this is right?"

"Isn't this wrong?"

Ruel Greengrass choked for a moment, feeling that his daughter didn't seem so weak after all.

"How's that thing I asked you to do going?"

Daphne scoffed. "If you want what you've got to fly away, keep thinking about it, Father."

She finally dared to face her father directly, saying, "I can tell you that you were able to obtain the cooperation rights because of me."

Ruel Greengrass fell silent, his scrutinizing gaze sweeping over Daphne.

How could he not guess? Why should a declining family be treated differently by that woman Rozier?

He gave a cryptic laugh. "If you can really stand on your own like that kid Nott, then so be it."

"The moment you choose to fight for it, remember that I will be your greatest enemy."

"……good!"

PS: Landric: Let's give the wizarding world a little mobile phone shock.