The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

　　 "This is... the ranking?"

　　 Ron reached out curiously and touched the unreal numbers in front of him. After studying for a long time, he realized what these numbers in front of him meant.

　　 After reacting, he looked at his number one in the first row, feeling a burst of pride from the bottom of his heart.

　　 "It seems that I am still quite talented in potions!"

　　 Ron said triumphantly.

　　 But when he was speaking, the row of numbers suddenly disappeared, and when it appeared again, there had been new changes.

　　 Ranking:

　　 [No. 1-Station 1, '5 minutes 23 seconds']

　　 [No. 2-Station 2, ‘5 minutes 54 seconds’]

　　 [No. 3-Station 4, ‘6 minutes 41 seconds’]

　　……

　　 Ron's expression was a bit sluggish.

　　 He searched all the way down the leaderboard, and finally found his job number at the end.

　　 Things are already obvious.

　　 Other people entered this workshop and started working.

　　 And these people almost doubled their production time!

　　‘Is this something human can do? ’

　　 Ron roared frantically in his heart.

　　 This sudden change completely wiped out Ron's previous pride, and replaced it with infinite loss.

　　 But soon, a feeling of unwillingness occupied Ron's heart again.

　　 You must know that it was the first time I tried to make it, and a lot of time was wasted due to the lack of response in the middle. If I did it again, he would definitely be faster!

　　 With this thought in mind, he viciously knocked on the red button and repeated the previous operation again.

　　 Chop, juice, boil, filter, bottle, press the golden button.

　　The action is done in one go!

　　 [No. 7-Station 17, ‘7 minutes and 58 seconds’]

　　 "It's better than last time! But not enough, I can do better!"

　　 Ron glared red eyes and pressed the red button again.

once……

　　 twice...

　　 three times...

　　 At the end of the day, Ron had no idea how many copies of wormwood he had handled, and he had forgotten his true destination here.

　　 He just kept pressing the button, processing the material, pressing the button, taking a look at the ranking, and then pressing the button again.

　　 Ron didn't know what magic he was hit by.

　　 may be the golden font that has been magnified at the top of the rankings, or it may be the vanity of the first time.

　　 Anyway, he just wants to take the first place again!

　　 But dreams are beautiful, but reality is cruel.

　　 Although it is not that difficult to deal with wormwood, Ron can easily reduce the processing time to less than 6 minutes like everyone else.

　　 But trying to reach 5 minutes further is difficult.

　　 No matter how many times Ron tries, he can't really enter the top three fields.

　　 This made him very frustrated for a while, and even thought that the top three must be cheating.

　　 But just when he was about to decide to give up, the raw material sprayed from the outlet of the red button changed from wormwood to a living scarab.

　　 The moment he saw these ferocious little beetles, the hope that had been extinguished in Ron's heart revived again.

Scarab.

　　 This is one of the main materials for making intelligence agents.

　　 After removing the internal organs and flesh and blood, the carapace and the wing are separated and ground. The processing process can be said to be quite cumbersome.

　　 But this is Ron's specialty.

　　 When he was at home, he was often taken as a coolie by George and Fred, specializing in dealing with this crustacean.

　　 Ron rubbed his hands with excitement, grabbed a scarab and started a new round of competition.

　　 Unfortunately, reality made a joke with Ron again.

He has just processed less than 10 scarabs, and successfully pushed his score to second place. When he was about to launch a charge towards the first place, he was shocked to find that no matter how he pressed the red button, no new raw materials appeared. .

　　 Ron stared at his red eyes and looked around at a loss. Only then did he finally see a bright red prompt on the digital panel on the side:

　　 [Your working time today has reached the maximum of 8 hours, please pay attention to the combination of work and rest, and immediately leave the work station for repairs. 】

　　 "What? I have been here for the entire 8 hours?"

　　 Ron was taken aback first, but then roared angrily, "Shit! I'm about to break the record and reach first place! Hurry up and continue to send me materials!"

　　 While talking, Ron hit the panel with a punch.

　　 And this seems to trigger some alert mechanism.

　　 Ron only felt that the magic lamp above his workstation turned red in an instant, and within a few minutes after that, two burly Hufflepuff seniors broke into the door and reached out to hold him down.

　　 "Wait! Let me go! I can continue to work! I'm about to break the record soon! You can't do this—"

　　 Ron kept screaming and struggling.

　　 But he hadn't eaten for a whole day, and he was already out of strength. He could only be dragged out of the workshop by the two Hufflepuff hunks.

　　 They simply threw Ron into the office dedicated to settling wages and closed the door, which was relieved.

　　 The brown-haired man wiped the sweat from his forehead, and complained to the colleague nearby:

　　 "I'm crazy again, I don't understand, is it really that interesting to make potions?"

　　 "That's the way of work developed by Lord Link Foley imitating Muggle psychology. If you don't understand it, it is normal. If you really understand it, you shouldn't stay here and work."

　　 the other red-haired man said contemptuously.

　　 In fact, with a brown-haired temper, if someone dared to talk to him in this tone, he would have punched him.

　　 This is a habit he cultivated through his years of struggle with the Slytherins.

　　 But now that the other party's words include Link Foley, it's different.

　　 He nodded in agreement, and then went to his lounge chatting and laughing with his companions, waiting for the next ‘madman’ who needed to be ‘saved’.

　　……

　　 And in the office they had just left, Ron, who had not yet reacted, was still wailing.

　　 The Ravenclaw boy sitting behind the desk in front of him seemed to have taken it off for a long time. He gave him a helpless look, and then said weakly:

　　 "You are Ron Weasley working at station 17 today, right?"

　　 As soon as he said this, Ron's movements, which was still mad, became froze.

　　 The name ‘Ron Weasley’ in the opponent’s mouth was like a spell, which suddenly freed him from the state of madness.

　　 Ron looked at the big M.O.M.H.L factory logo on the wall, and a cold sweat appeared.

　　 Because he signed the contract without looking carefully before, he actually didn't know that Ravenclaw in front of him knew his real name through information.

　　 At this moment, the only possibility Ron can think of is that he came to the factory to work and was exposed, and Link knew everything about it.

　　The thought that followed is—it's over!

　　 Reminiscing about the insults he might face later, Ron's heart was ready to die.

　　 He looked at Ravenclaw in front of him with loose eyes.

　　 But the other party continued to ask impatiently:

　　 "Are you Ron Weasley?"

　　 Ron's body shook when he heard that, he lowered his head and said:

　　 "It's... isn't it..."

"Position No. 17, wow, you actually worked for 8 hours a day today and processed 45 absinthes and 14 scarabs! Not bad, your basic salary is 2 gallons and 6 sickeys, and the commission bonus is 13. Sico. Well, after deducting the Ministry of Magic's tax, the total is 3 gallons plus 1 Sico."

Perhaps it was because he could not hear Ron's words clearly, the Ravenclaw boy directly reported Ron's salary today, and then raised his head as if he realized something and asked, "Did you just say something? "

　　 "No, no! I didn't say anything!"

　　 Ron shook his head like a rattle.

　　 The huge salary of 3 Jin Jialong has completely defeated all the psychological constructions he had previously established.

　　 even made him feel that with these 3 gold coins as a base, it doesn't matter if Link is insulted.

　　 "Then confirm that it is correct and take your money."

　　 The Ravenclaw boy behind the desk said, he counted out 3 gold coins and 1 silver coin from a big pocket.

　　 Ron grabbed the coins in his hand with the gesture of a vicious dog.

　　 Feeling the touch of those silver coins, a strong sense of satisfaction suddenly emerged from Ron's heart.

　　 He has never really had such a large sum of money in his life.

　　 Then, another doubt came out of his heart.

　　 "Um, classmate, may I ask, what is this commission? I remember that my hourly salary seems to be only 5 cents."

　　 Ron asked tentatively, he had never heard of the concept of working here and commission before.

　　 As soon as he finished asking, Ron felt a little regretful.

　　 If this is the extra money that the other party has miscalculated, wouldn't it be necessary to look for him to go back?

　　 Thinking like this, Ron had the urge to grab the door and run away.

　　 When he heard his question, the Ravenclaw boy was extremely angry and said:

　　 "Commission? Didn't the human resources department who received you mention it to you? Damn! Those guys want to be lazy and crazy! They didn't even tell you this kind of thing!"

　　 The Ravenclaw boy cursed the human resources department there for a long time, then turned his head and looked at Ron with a nervous face, and finally squeezed out a smile and said:

"The commission reward is for everyone, but each position has a different commission limit. That's good for the workshop you are in. The number of products produced is 3 per hour, as long as it exceeds the qualified line. , Then you can get a commission bonus according to a certain percentage."

　　 "Then what if I fail to reach this passing line?"

　　 Ron couldn't wait to ask.

　　 But the Ravenclaw boy said in an unclear tone:

　　 "Naturally, the base salary will be deducted proportionally."

　　Na Ravenclaw suddenly raised the volume, "Each of our passing lines is established in accordance with the practitioner's minimum standards. If you can't even reach the passing line, it can only show that you are lazy!

　　We have given such a high salary under such a low standard, you should be content! "

　　 Ron was said to be ashamed.

　　 He must admit that he did have the idea of ​​slacking fish before, but he didn't really put the idea into action only after being aroused by the leaderboard.

　　 And it wasn't until this time that he noticed that there was another group of students waiting in line to settle the salary behind him.

　　 Obviously, what the Ravenclaw staff member just said was not just for him.

　　 "Okay, do you have anything else to do? Let's go as soon as there is nothing wrong. Didn't you see that there are so many people behind?"

　　 The Ravenclaw boy who finished the ideological education class for everyone said to Ron with dissatisfaction.

　　 Hearing that Ron also repeatedly said that he had received amnesty, he retreated and left the office.

　　 The weather at Hogwarts in mid-September is getting colder.

　　 Ron, who left the warm office and workshop, was blown by the cold wind in the corridor, and finally felt hunger and cold.

　　 For a teenager his age, it is still a bit reluctant to skip meals and work all day.

　　 Although he was tired, Ron was very excited.

　　 This is the power given to him by the few coins in his palm.

　　 Even though the coins had been sticky with his sweat, it was disgusting.

　　 But Ron couldn't help but kiss them.

　　 With this money, he can change into a new, more fitting robe, and no longer need to be laughed at because the robe does not cover his ankles.

　　With this money, he can also give Harry and Hermione a slightly more presentable gift when he comes back to Christmas!

Well--

　　 I forgot that I was still arguing with Harry and Hermione, so I crossed out this paragraph.

　　 Maybe it would be a better choice to change it to giving parents a Christmas gift.

　　 For example, a set of fully automatic goblin destroyers!

　　 With this thing, the vegetable plot at home shouldn't be troubled by goblins again.

　　 I don’t need to help goblind every time I go home!

　　 Or a new set of kitchenware?

　　 The set used at home is said to have been bought when my parents got married.

　　 has been very worn out for so many years.

　　……

　　 It is the afternoon at this moment.

　　 There are so many people in the factory corridors, which seem to be very lively.

　　 Ron just walked towards the end of the corridor while fantasizing about spending money, even forgetting to pull up the scarf.

He only felt that this was the first time he felt so happy in his life~www.readwn.com~ But at the next moment, he suddenly saw that Harry and Hermione were leading a group of people in the direction directly opposite him. Come along with a smile.

　　 This scene made Ron wake up from his fantasy in an instant.

　　 He hurriedly pulled up his scarf and hid behind the classroom door on the side.

　　 Ron's nervous heart was pounding, and through the gap he noticed that Harry and his group had walked directly into the large office opposite.

　　‘They came to work too? right! It must be so! Harry and Hermione have been very close to Link's guy recently, they must be helping Link to hire people for work! Maybe Link will pay them according to the number of people recruited! ’

　　 Thinking like this, Ron instantly felt that the coins in his arms were not fragrant.

　　 The happy mood was also washed away.

　　 "Ron?"

　　 "Why are you here?"

　　 Two familiar voices with a little malice suddenly sounded from behind Ron.

　　 At the moment he heard this sound, Ron almost instinctively wanted to run outside.

　　 It's just a pity that he just moved, but two powerful arms got under Ron's arm, setting him up.

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