Hogwarts: My Yorozuya has no taboos!

Chapter 75 Gaspar Returns!

Ares' impromptu cocktail party at the Leaky Cauldron was a resounding success, with everyone enjoying themselves immensely!

None of these shop owners were fools; they could naturally see that Mr. Delfino's business model was a sure-fire way to make money.

Such business was unimaginable in the past...because no one had the courage to go up to the great Mr. Dumbledore and ask him to allow Hogwarts to open its trade routes to them.

Compared to the difficulty of this task, the trouble that might result from stealing business from Hogsmeade's competitors seemed insignificant.

As the sun sets in the west, dusk gradually falls.

The owners of the Leaky Cauldron bar, who had spent most of the day there, rushed back to prepare goods overnight.

"Preparing the goods will take time, Mr. Delfino. Would you like me to prepare a guest room for you to rest?"

Bar owner Tom approached Ares, whose cheeks were flushed from the repeated clinking of glasses, and asked softly.

His attitude was even more respectful than before.

After all, it's one thing for Mr. Delphinor to save the future of the British wizarding world, but it's quite another to help the pub earn a monthly income!

"Ah, thank you, Tom...no need—"

Ares leaned against the bar, smiling as he spoke.

"I can't stay long, I'm leaving soon... I'll be back to pick up the goods before tomorrow evening."

"There's no need for you to go through all this trouble, Mr. Delfino."

Old Tom said earnestly,

"No need to rush back to Hogwarts, why don't you stay here for the night?"

Hiccup~

"Not Hogwarts, Tom—"

Ares took a small sip of butterbeer to sober up, smiled and waved.

"Yes... well, a private visit—oh, I hope I'll be welcomed... since it's an unannounced visit... so, could you call a Knight Bus for me, Tom?"

"Ah, given your contributions to the magical world, no one would refuse your visit now, Mr. Delphinor!"

Old Tom was clearly curious about who Ares, who already had quite a reputation, was going to visit, but he wisely refrained from asking, offering only a compliment before turning to the Muggle street to hail a cab.

"I hope so."

As the crowds dispersed from the Leaky Cauldron bar, a low murmur lingered in the air thick with the aroma of alcohol mixed with the smell of food, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

..............

After whiling away half a day at the Leaky Cauldron, the shopkeepers in Diagon Alley praised Mr. Delfino's wisdom and noble character of "returning favors" as they hurried back to their shops to gather goods so that they could be delivered smoothly by tomorrow evening.

The same goes for the owner of the Quidditch boutique.

As per Mr. Delfino's instructions, he needed to prepare dozens of complete broomstick care kits, many popular Quidditch character figurines, exquisite Quidditch stadium models, and the hottest broomstick of the moment—the Nimbus 2000.

Of course, the boutique owner wasn't too happy about the last point.

Mr. Delfino hoped he could provide at least four or five light wheels—that was almost all the store's stock.

Leaving aside the fact that the young wizards at Hogwarts are really so wealthy as to be able to afford Nimbus-type flying brooms—after handing over these expensive brooms, they would have to go and restock, which would undoubtedly strain the shop's working capital.

With some hesitation, the boutique owner returned to his shop... Just as he was about to enter, his gaze swept across the store and he saw a middle-aged wizard dressed in a strangely styled white monk's robes admiring the Nimbus 2000 displayed behind the window.

Just a spectator.

The boutique owner had a thought... but before entering the store, he inexplicably stopped in his tracks.

The middle-aged wizard was so engrossed in looking at the display light wheel that the nib was almost touching the glass. Moreover, the white robe he wore was made of very fine material, something that ordinary poor people couldn't afford.

A potential consumer—the boutique owner redefined the concept.

"Ah, distinguished guest, how should I address you?"

The owner of the Quidditch boutique approached with eager steps and a polite smile, striking up a conversation.

"Ah, La Ri Gaspar."

The middle-aged wizard came to his senses, and Fang Kuo wore a very refined smile.

"Ah, nice to meet you, Mr. Laspar—"

The boutique owner rubbed his hands together.

"You can come inside the store to see this light wheel up close. While you enjoy the complimentary drinks we offer, I'll have time to give you a detailed explanation of its features!"

"ah-"

Raspar seemed pleasantly surprised; he nodded slightly and smiled.

"I am truly grateful."

The two moved inside the store, and the staff quickly brought them a cup of coffee.

"—Needless to say, you can tell this broom is a Nimbus 2000."

The boutique owner said with a smile,

"The new product launched by the Light Wheel Broom Company this year is a groundbreaking product with performance that completely surpasses the Sweep and Meteor series brooms!"

This broom was built for Quidditch; its static acceleration is exceptional, capable of going from 0 to 80 mph in just 3.5 seconds...blah blah blah!

"Ah, I understand—"

Gaspar smiled warmly, looking at the broom with satisfaction.

"I haven't paid attention to flying brooms for a while... but, oh, actually I'm planning to buy one as a gift... um, what's the price range?"

"A light wheel as a gift would be absolutely perfect for your status!"

The boutique owner's smile widened, and he enthusiastically promoted the product.

"As for the price... well, since you're a respectable gentleman, it'll be 450 Galleons—but you have to place your order today... otherwise, you'll probably have to wait a while."

Why?

"Mr. Ares Delfino, do you know this person?"

"Ah, of course—he was awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class, for stopping the runaway Hogwarts Express—"

Gaspar said gently,

"The Daily Prophet's extensive coverage of him recently... I think the entire European wizarding community knows him now."

"Yes, he practically grew up in Diagon Alley."

The boutique owner smiled with undisguised pride.

"He just hosted a party at the Leaky Cauldron."

"Ah, I understand... I actually wanted to talk to him, but... oh, I'm afraid he won't want to talk to me in front of so many people anymore... Hmm, what was the purpose of his party? To thank the old neighbors?"

"More or less—"

The boutique owner wore a smug expression.

"He did receive some help from us during his first two years here—well, he reserved all of my flying brooms to take to Hogwarts and see if the young wizards needed any?"

"All of them?"

Larri Gaspar opened his mouth slightly, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Yes, he thinks it can be sold—"

The boutique owner shrugged, his tone revealing a hint of regret, as if feigning reluctance.

"So, either you place your order today, right now, or you'll probably have to wait a while, Mr. Gaspar."

Silence manifests.

Larri Gaspar closed his eyes slightly, his bright eyes flashing with thoughts, as if he were deep in thought.

After a while—

"Okay, I understand... It's like this, I'm having trouble making up my mind... Could you let me see the other Nimbuses in the shop... Oh, nothing more, I just want to compare the condition of the brooms..."