"Why does it sound like I've killed people like crazy?"
After coming out of the principal's office, Albert stopped, looked back at the wooden door closed behind him, and couldn't help but complain.
Albert is actually quite averse to the idea of killing.
As for the group of unlucky people who were killed by Scrimgeour, it cannot be blamed on Albert at all. At most, he was just giving Scrimgeour a warning. It was the court of the Ministry of Magic that ultimately sentenced them to death.
What does it have to do with him
After leaving the headmaster's office, Albert went directly to the nearby Room of Requirement. When he reappeared in Hogsmeade Village, he had put on a new vest.
It is not appropriate to meet Zuo Ke in Albert's identity, which may easily cause other troubles, so he now changes into Lee Jordan's vest. This is also the reason why Albert did not let Lee Jordan go to Hogsmeade with him.
Hogsmeade village was a little deserted in the early morning. When he came over, the shops on the roadside had just opened. Albert stopped in front of Zuo Ke's shop, reached out and pushed open the red wooden door and walked in.
"You're just on time."
Zuo Ke forced a smile and greeted the visitor, but when he saw the person coming in, the expression on his face suddenly froze.
"Any questions?" Albert asked.
"I thought..." Zuo Ke said in an uncertain tone: "The Wesley twins told me that the person who came to talk to me was the famous Mr. Albert Anderson."
"Oh, you mean Albert!" Albert said in a rather helpless tone, "After that guy got married a while ago, he took his new wife on a trip. I don't know where they are going. Now I am responsible for connecting this matter with you."
"this… "
"Okay, take a look at this contract first. We can talk later if you have any questions." After Albert handed a piece of parchment to Zuo Ke behind the counter, he began to walk around the store and observe the backlog of goods in the store.
"I think the profit commission you gave is too low." Zuo Ke frowned slightly and complained: "Besides, the goods in this store are still..."
"Don't worry, keep reading. There are several more options below. You can choose one from them." Albert kindly reminded, "Also, the products here are not easy to sell. If they can't be sold, the value of the products is far less than you think. We can't spend money to buy this batch of goods that are likely to be unsold. Some of the products here can only be used as store opening gifts and given to students who buy the products."
"Of course, you can also choose the option with the lowest commission. In that case, the Galleons earned from the goods sold in your store will still belong to you, and we will also purchase the store with Galleons, but you can only have a good salary and a lower commission of 5%."
"If you want to cooperate with us for a long time, I suggest you choose the former. That is actually Albert's sincerity in inviting you to join us. I remember that the parchment specifically mentioned this point."
"Sincerity?"
Zuo Ke obviously didn't believe this nonsense, he didn't see the other party's so-called sincerity.
“I choose the lowest commission.”
"Are you sure? Don't you want to reconsider it?" Albert raised his eyebrows slightly. "The store in Diagon Alley will be temporarily closed in the near future. Owl Mail Order will go to your side. Are you sure you don't want to choose the one with higher profit? Maybe then..."
"No, I think the latter one is more suitable for me." Zuo Ke interrupted.
"That's a pity." Albert nodded and said, "One more thing, you need to work for us for three years. If you breach the contract, you will need to pay a penalty of 500 Galleons. After you accept the employment, your salary will not be less than 80 Galleons per month, plus a 5% commission on the profits."
"If you are okay with this, please sign your name and date on the last piece of parchment to confirm that this is indeed your wish. I must remind you that this is a magical contract that is valid for three years. If you are willing to stay, you can renew it."
"No problem, that's it!"
Zuo Ke took out a feather pen from somewhere, quickly signed his name several times on the last piece of parchment, handed the contract to Albert, and suggested with a smile, "By the way, would you like a glass of whiskey? Let's celebrate our pleasant cooperation."
"A glass of butterbeer. I have work to do later and it's not hard to get drunk." Albert declined politely.
"Butterbeer? Wait, I remember there's another barrel in there."
Zuo Ke turned and went into the warehouse to get the butterbeer, completely unaware that Albert quietly raised his wand behind him.
"Here, I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
As he spoke, he took out a small barrel, poured out two glasses of butterbeer, and handed one to Albert.
The two men raised their glasses, clinked them lightly, and then drank the butterbeer in them.
“After a while, Fred and George will deliver the goods you need. You need to take some time to remodel the store…” Albert shook his head slightly, then fell to the ground and fainted like a drunk.
Zuo Ke looked at the fainted guy expressionlessly, walked over and closed the door and curtains of the shop, not forgetting to hang up a closed sign.
When he came back, a woman had just walked out of the store warehouse and looked at Lee Jordan, who was lying unconscious on the ground, with a happy mood. "That damn guy actually got away with it. Well, I believe we can get some useful information out of him!"
"Come here and help him up. We need to interrogate him somewhere else. I think Bella will be very happy." Alecto Carrow was quite satisfied with today's results. Although he failed to catch the Mudblood named Albert Anderson, it was also good to catch his friend. They could completely control him through the Imperius Curse to monitor the whereabouts of the Mudblood, or even...
Before Alecto Carlo could continue her fantasy, she suddenly froze in place, unable to move. Behind her, Zuo Ke was pointing his wand at her, and Albert had also drawn his wand and pointed it at the uninvited guest.
"Oh, it seems I'm lucky." Albert didn't look like he had drunk the potion of the living hell at all. "Alecto Carrow is actually a Death Eater."
A few minutes later, in the Shrieking Shack, Alecto Carrow was walking up the stairs to the second floor.
"Failed?" Bella looked behind Carlo and frowned slightly.
"The Mudblood didn't go. It was his friend, the black wizard named Lee Jordan, who went. He was very cautious and didn't fall for it at all." Alecto Carrow said helplessly, "But he probably didn't doubt that we still have a chance."
"By the way, how are things going over there?" he asked again.
“It has been successful.”
"What are you going to do next? Any plans? Those guys are very cautious, let's be prepared..."
"I plan to control the mudblood's friend first. We must find out where that guy is hiding now." Bella said confidently, "This is not a difficult task. We can..."
"That may be difficult. According to the latest information I received, their shop in Diagon Alley seems to be temporarily closed, and those guys are planning to find a place to hide." Alecto Carrow reminded, "This is not good news!"
After discovering that her proud plan was useless, Bella punched the wall in frustration, "We will eventually find a loophole. They can't hide forever."