"Those slow, stubborn, dull guys? Ha!"

Mr. Padraic laughed exaggeratedly and thrust his head back into his neck carelessly.

"I'm not boasting. There are few ghosts more suitable for this job than us. The Ghost Patrol - this is obviously tailor-made for us! Are those guys who don't even have horses wandering around outside?

?”

"...What's wrong?" Nick, who was almost headless, said with a straight face.

"Ha! Okay, anyway, I agreed first!"

Mr. Padrick raised his eyebrows proudly and whistled at the teammates around him.

"Twice a week, ghost dishes for twenty people each time - in contrast, we serve as the ghost patrol team of Hogwarts in normal times, patrolling the surrounding areas of the school and the castle area, and providing timely warnings... This is really

too easy."

"Okay, I'll tell Professor Dumbledore."

Nick, who was almost headless, turned around in disappointment and said stiffly.

"Professor Dumbledore will explain the details after breakfast tomorrow. I will first go and inform other guests that the Hunter Team has joined, and that the Ghost Patrol has temporarily suspended external recruitment-"

"Hey, there's no need to bother, I'll just notify you."

Mr. Padrick exchanged a knowing glance with the surrounding players.

This was a good opportunity to declare sovereignty and attract attention. They had to give up the idea of ​​potential competitors. Otherwise, who knows if Nick would secretly negotiate with other ghosts and finally let them go.

You know, the secret about the ghost dishes was revealed more than ten minutes ago.

Only potions masters have the opportunity to cook "magic food", and any wizard understands the significance of this.

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"Twice a week, serving twenty people each time?"

In the central kitchen of Hogwarts, Dumbledore looked at Nick with a strange expression.

Since the principal's office was equipped with special magical protection, ghosts could not enter that area. Therefore, Dumbledore did not leave the kitchen like Flamel, but continued to stay in the kitchen and waited for Nick to report the results of the "ghost recruitment".

It's just that Dumbledore never expected that Sir Nicholas would be so ruthless in "salary control".

You know, Elena's original price was "two meals a day, for ten people each".

"Ahem, this is normal...Miss Kaslana is just too, well, too generous."

Under Dumbledore's surprised look, Nick coughed slightly uncomfortably.

As "Thomas Cromwell", who was born into a commoner family and served successively as Chancellor of the Exchequer, Lord Privy Seal, and Chief Minister of State during the reign of Henry VIII, this negotiation skill is simply imprinted in his bones, and he is still familiar with it even if it has been dusted for many years.

.

Compared with the embarrassment of that turbulent period, people's lives in this era are really comfortable.

"The perception of a ghost - whether it is time or spirit - is actually quite different from that of a living person. If the food is provided according to the diet of a living person, on the one hand, it will increase Miss Kaslana's burden; more importantly,

, this will cause a fatal dilution and blow to the rarity and gold content of the 'ghost dishes'... It is better to proceed step by step."

Mr. World cleared his throat, explained a few words casually, and then quickly changed the topic.

"Let's not talk about it for now. Professor Dumbledore, you don't look well - are you worried? If it's because of the Ghost Patrol, that is, Mr. Padric, there is no need to worry. They are

The product is absolutely reliable!”

Sir Ghost glanced at Dumbledore. The old man's brows were furrowed, as if something was worrying him.

"No, I trust your judgment. Hogwarts certainly welcomes the Headless Horseman to join."

Dumbledore shook his head slowly and sighed.

"There's something wrong on the other side, Sir Nicholas - just a few minutes ago, there was bad news from the house elves at Hogwarts. A house elf discovered an intruder from outside the school in the student dormitory.

By."

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Chapter completed!