Wade watched Will glance around, and assuming no one was paying attention, he led the girl to a corner and pulled a wad of money from his pocket, pressing it into her hand.
The blonde girl shook her head, refusing, but still tugged at his sleeve, speaking as if pleading.
Will shook his head, firmly pushed the money into her hand, and gave her a slight push, signaling her to leave, before returning to his post.
Just then, new customers entered, and Will enthusiastically greeted them, introducing the workshop's new products.
The girl stared blankly at him for a moment before pulling up her scarf to cover her face and squeezing out from the edge of the crowd.
Wade pondered for a moment, then thoughtfully said, "That Will..."
"You noticed? He's a Werewolf too."
Marchioni poured himself a cup of coffee, speaking indifferently.
Wade asked, "You don't mind?"
Marchioni raised an eyebrow, saying strangely, "Wade, didn't you also find a Werewolf to be your teacher?"
"Remus is different," Wade said. "I trust him."
"Oh, I don't trust Will, but he's cheap and useful, and he makes me money."
Marchioni said with a smile, "As for his furry problem, there's Wolfsbane Potion, isn't there? And he doesn't have to come to work on those few days each month."
Wade felt a little relieved. "As long as you've got it handled."
"But you... Wade." Marchioni asked curiously, "Why is it that you can trust Remus, even though he's also a Werewolf, but you're wary of Will? Did you find anything unusual?"
Wade paused, thinking:
How could they be the same? Remus Lupin was a man who upheld justice until his dying breath.
But of course, he couldn't say that directly. He thought for a moment and said:
"I'm worried that you trusted Remus because of me, and then hired Will because of Remus... If he's a bad person and does something at Aslan's Magic Workshop... I would feel that I'm also responsible."
Marchioni froze, staring at Wade in surprise, as if he were some rare and exotic creature.
After a long moment, he suddenly burst into a thunderous laugh.
"Hahahahahahaha..."
He laughed as if drums were beating in his chest. Everyone in the shop looked up at the loft. Marchioni leaned against the railing, laughing and waving his hand.
The people downstairs didn't know what was happening, but genuine laughter is contagious, so they started laughing too.
Only Wade listened to his laughter, his face gradually warming.
When Marchioni finally managed to stop and catch his breath, Wade asked him directly, "Are my thoughts that funny?"
"No—no—of course not—"
Marchioni said, his body still trembling with laughter, "It's not funny, Wade, I just think—hahaha—this is really cute—"
"With all due respect," Wade raised an eyebrow, "that doesn't sound like a compliment to me."
Marchioni covered his face, his shoulders shaking for a moment, before he finally managed to suppress the sudden burst of laughter.
"Generally speaking, in our world, people with too high a moral standard often get taken advantage of, and only those who get taken advantage of are considered 'cute' by others."
"But not today... not now... when I call you cute, I'm not trying to take advantage of you..."
"Wade, I just think... you're still just a child... well, of course, you're only twelve..."
"Thirteen!" Wade emphasized, feeling a little guilty.
Well... in this life, it's true I just turned thirteen...
"Of course, of course, thirteen..."
Marchioni continued to speak in a coaxing tone, and Wade glared at him until he rubbed his face, finally putting away his wide smile.
"Don't worry, Remus didn't recommend Will to me. His help to those people was merely providing some funds so they could buy Wolfsbane Potion for very little money, and helping them present themselves as respectable individuals."
Marchioni said in a very gentle tone, "He believes that having a good image makes it easier to find work."
"As for my hiring Will, it really has nothing to do with Remus; it's simply for the reasons I just mentioned—"
"Will takes one person's salary but does three people's work, and he's willing to do all the dirty and hard jobs. He also disappears when he transforms on the full moon."
"Why wouldn't I hire such a cost-effective employee?"
Wade looked a little embarrassed, saying sheepishly, "I overthought it."
Marchioni laughed again. "You think too highly of me... If someone can't create value for me, let alone a friend of Remus, even Remus himself, I wouldn't continue to cooperate with them. It might sound harsh, but that's just the kind of person I am."
"That's right, this guy is exactly that pragmatic... so if one day, you or I lose our value, he'll abandon us without hesitation!"
A chilling voice suddenly came from behind, and Marchioni immediately jumped up, smiling ingratiatingly, "How could that be, Professor... You've always been the teacher I'm most grateful for!"
Professor Murray snorted, sat in Marchioni's original seat, and placed the box in his hand on the table.
Marchioni had no choice but to wave his Wand, and a chair beside him immediately slid over on its own, stopping right behind him.
"Professor, you bought a Streaming Mirror too?" Wade asked, surprised.
Professor Murray's Alchemy creations had helped Marchioni earn a good deal of money. So, even before the Streaming Mirror went on sale, Aslan's Magic Workshop had already gifted Professor Murray the finest mirror they had.
"This mirror is quite interesting. I'd like to buy a few to give to some old friends."
Professor Murray's tone was much gentler when speaking to Wade. He explained, "You know how it is. Some old fellows haven't left their homes in over a decade; they're practically molding indoors. This mirror will bring a lot more joy to their dull lives."
"You're going to send one to Nicolas Flamel too, aren't you?" Marchioni interjected, his voice low. "Just to show off how brilliant your student is. Honestly, Professor—it's a bit childish."
A vein throbbed on Professor Murray's forehead. He suddenly turned to Wade with a smile. "Wade, you came with friends, didn't you?"
Wade paused, a little surprised. "Uh... yes."
"Then go find your friends. Don't leave them behind; that's not very polite," Professor Murray said.
"Oh, okay." Wade slowly glanced at Marchioni, then excused himself and left.
Before he even reached the bottom of the stairs, he heard Professor Murray's voice. "Come on, Marchioni. As your teacher, let me check if your magic skills have regressed."
Marchioni refused. "There's no need, Professor. I'm very busy today..."
"Heh heh."
Professor Murray sneered. A Magic Golem with white hair and golden eyes suddenly grew larger, grabbed Marchioni by the collar, and dragged him away.
Marchioni immediately let out a shriek. "Professor, Professor, I was wrong..."
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