William did know a lot of wizards invited by Professor Slughorn, or had met once.

This is actually very normal.

There are only a few wizards in Britain, and there are not many truly famous wizards.

William established the mysterious Akali store, and the high-end business was expensive alchemy items and potions.

This is not sold to ordinary families. They can't afford it... such as Fuling Agent.

So many wizards here have traded with him. Even if they don’t match the number, they will get familiar with him after a few conversations.

Although Slughorn was disappointed, he immediately realized that this was his most important opportunity.

He must include William, a promising and rich boy, into his network of contacts.

In this way, he will live the most comfortable life in the next few decades.

At this moment, Slughorn was indeed moved.

I began to think about whether to make a comeback and return to Hogwarts.

The Black Magic Defense Professor will definitely not be the one who thinks it will die. Although there is Severus in the Potions class, you can kick him away and teach Black Magic Defense.

Plan pass!

Just as Slughorn was thinking, William was already entangled by a man.

"Mr. Stark, my name is Eld Waple, the author of "Brothers of Blood: I Live in Vampires"... This is my friend Bloody."

Waple was a small man in glasses, holding William's hand eagerly.

The vampire blood Ni is tall and thin, with black circles under his eyes, and looks sleepy.

But his eyes kept glancing at the white and tender Cedric.

He seemed curious and excited, and seemed to want to give Seid a mouthful.

"Mr. Stark, I'm so happy!" said Wolpool, staring at William's face with his nearsighted eyes.

"I told Professor Slughorn that day, where is the "Biographies of William Stark" that we will all wait and see?"

"Are you interested in autobiography? I'd love to write this book people are eager to learn more about you, catch the legendary stories of Death Eaters, Paris, Venice."

For a moment, William seemed to see Rita.

But what he is more conscientious than Rita is that if it were Rita, her quill must have started working.

"Dear Stark, if you can take a few interviews from me, four or five hours each time, then you can write a book in a few months.

It won’t cost you anything, I promise... I ask if the blood nie is a blood nie, don’t leave!"

Waple suddenly became stern, as the vampire rubbed towards Cedric with an excitement in his eyes.

Cedric was really shocked when he felt someone touching his butt. Then, he was extremely angry.

When I came to attend a banquet, someone took advantage of him.

Too much!

Aunt!

Um...this technique, this force...this is not...this is simple.

Have you been cheated on buses a lot?

Cedric turned around with difficulty, was startled by the ugly face of the man behind him, and his limbs became weak.

He hiccupped and swallowed the Mandela grass that he had been in stolen for half a month.

Grass! (Mandela Grass)

"I'll give you a sausage, and I'll get rid of you when I go back, blood."

Wople walked over angrily, grabbed a piece of sausage from a tray of elf and stuffed it into the mouth of Bloody Ni.

Then, he turned his attention back to William.

"Mr. Stark, how much money can you make, you can't imagine."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in money." William shook his head with a smile.

He suddenly discovered that it was not just a mermaid, but a vampire was also interested in Cedric.

But he is now pale and does look like a vampire from the United States.

Malfoy, who had just entered the tent, heard William's words and felt as if he was struck by lightning and his whole body was trembling.

"William, of course we know that you are not interested in Gallon. In recent days, you have earned hundreds of thousands of Gallon just by betting on football... Can you tell us the secret?"

Slughorn asked enthusiastically.

Everyone looked up at William, including Malfoy.

William talked nonsense about poisonous chicken soup and said: "You have to persist in things like gambling. Without the courage to lose 500,000 yuan, how can you make one million Garon?

Never think that you have lost 300,000 yuan and never bet again.

A man who hesitates will never succeed.”

"...Oh!" Malfoy thought.

Someone behind him coughed softly, obviously in order to show that he was suspicious and ridiculous about William's words.

Everyone turned their heads and found that it was a thirteen- and four-year-old wizard. He had towering cheek bones, dark skin, and narrow and slightly tilted brown eyes.

William recognized this student as Breth Zabini of Slytherin College, a class younger than him.

Zabini blushed and stuttered: "Stark... just had good luck... If I gave Garon... I could..."

"Shut up, Brace, apologize to Mr. Stark!"

In the distance, a plump witch with gorgeous clothes came, like a plump peony.

As soon as she appeared, she attracted the attention of all the male witches, but no one dared to get close.

Especially the vampire named Xue Ni seemed to have been played with and was even more scared.

William recognized the woman.

The famous Mrs. Zabini, she has been married six times and has become a widow six times.

Every husband died strangely and left her a large inheritance.

Mrs. Zabini came to the banquet, obviously looking for the seventh husband.

Well... I'm also looking for the seventh father for my son Zabini...

Zabini seemed afraid of his mother and soon apologized.

Hermione took William's arm and walked towards the corner away from Mrs. Zabini who was secretly sending out a fall.

William glanced slightly from the light and saw the twins leaving quietly and running towards Malfoy.

They were obviously not kind-hearted.

William and Hermione avoided the crowd and were about to find a quiet place to rest for a while, but unexpectedly saw Professor Trelawney.

Professor Trelawney sat in the corner, holding Sherry and trying to drink it.

After drinking a bottle, a house elf next to him immediately handed over a bottle.

The whole process takes less than twenty seconds.

“…”

By this way of drinking... either Trelawney died suddenly, or Professor Slughorn was "banned" and then died of anger.

"William, is there any ring you sell?" Professor Trelawney burped.

"The kind that can hold a lot of things."

William lost a ring with a markless stretching spell.

"Don't worry...I'll give money..." Professor Trelawney said, "I have a lot of money... to fill me with Sherry."

She handed the ring to the house elf.

“…”

She has been fetched by Professor McGonagall these years, and now it is finally her turn.

Professor Trelawney was talking about betting on football.

They had to listen patiently.

"Hermione, you're here to watch the professor."

After a while, William explained, "I'll go to the bathroom and I'll be back later."

Hermione nodded, sat down on the sofa, then took out the notebook and began to ask the elf:

Is there any job? How many people are there at home? Do you recognize the elves who have no job?

She was serious as if the neighborhood committee aunt who checked her household registration (wrong)...the young lady.
To be continued...