Chapter 86: Contract, Galleon

Wade had considered this question before and asked calmly, "Do you also know Dark Magic?"

"…A little." Lupin hesitated, not hiding anything.

Wade nodded. "I read in a book that during the Wizarding War, the Ministry of Magic authorized Aurors to use Unforgivable Curses against Death Eaters. Dark Magic, intended for harm, can also be used to protect others. This shows that the attribute of magic is secondary; the key is the person wielding it."

"The reason Dark Magic is evil is because it silently erodes the user's heart," Lupin quickly explained, afraid he might mislead a minor. "Moreover, Dark Magic carries extreme danger and unpredictability. If it goes out of control, it can cause serious harm to both others and oneself—that's why Hogwarts forbids students from learning and using Dark Magic."

"I understand," Wade said. "If you accept this employment, then you are my teacher. If you believe I shouldn't learn Dark Magic, then of course, you don't have to teach it."

Lupin relaxed slightly and smiled.

He had expected someone famous at a young age to be arrogant, but the young man before him was surprisingly rational and open to others' opinions.

This was truly an excellent start.

Just then, Professor Murray pushed open the door and entered. He scanned the bar, not deliberately looking at Wade and Lupin, but sat at a nearby table and ordered a mead.

"So, if I take this job, what do I need to do now?" Lupin asked. "Since you're at school during the day, how should our magic lessons proceed?"

"We can discuss that later," Wade said, pulling a scroll of parchment from his pocket and placing it on the table. "First, take a look at this contract. If you can accept its terms, sign your name, and then it will be a formal agreement."

Lupin's expression turned serious. He unrolled the parchment and read it item by item.

The contract was simple. The commissioned tasks were no different from what they had just discussed. It additionally stipulated that the agent (Lupin) had obligations to protect the client's (Wade's) interests, keep the client's secrets, and not cause harm to the client. He was also required to help the client purchase alchemy materials and magical items, and his duties as a private tutor included teaching knowledge, creating suitable lesson plans, and doing his best to protect the student's safety during magic studies, among other things.

Lupin nodded inwardly—these were all reasonable points.

Further down, when he saw the agent's fee, Lupin couldn't help but be startled, wondering if there was a mistake.

"Basic salary of 30 Galleons per week?" he exclaimed in surprise. "That's three times what was in the recruitment advertisement."

"Yes," Wade nodded. "10 Galleons a week for the agent, 20 Galleons for the private tutor—that's the basic salary. Additionally, you'll receive a certain commission from transactions you oversee."

Lupin was even more surprised by this. He continued unrolling the parchment and indeed found detailed provisions regarding this aspect further down.

Of course, at the end of the contract, it also stated that if he failed to perform his duties diligently and caused additional losses to the client, Wade had the right to unilaterally terminate the contract.

Wade knew that given Lupin's situation, he would accept even a very low salary, as not many people were willing to employ a dangerous werewolf. And Lupin's stronger moral standards, compared to most, wouldn't allow him to gain profit through illicit means.

However, a low salary combined with a contract and moral obligation could only make Lupin diligent, but it wouldn't make him fully committed. The role Wade needed Lupin to fill was not that of an overworked, exploited employee, but a teacher who could impart all his knowledge, a comrade who could face danger with him, and a partner he could entrust his rear to.

And these things couldn't be achieved without a high degree of responsibility and identification.

If Galleons could buy such a wizard's loyalty, Wade would not hesitate to empty his Gringotts vault. But the reality was, if he offered a higher salary, Lupin might suspect he had ill intentions.

Lupin repeatedly looked at the contract, then hesitated, "This… this is too high."

He had only intended to find a job with a weekly salary of 10 Galleons, just enough to get by. The unexpectedly high salary made him feel somewhat apprehensive instead.

"I expect you to bring me a corresponding return," Wade thought for a moment, then added, "If not, I'll fire you next month!"

This sounded like a threat, yet it was also a bit childish, which surprisingly relaxed Lupin's tense nerves. He smiled and said gently, "It seems I'll have to put in two hundred percent effort to satisfy my young boss."

—Or perhaps, once his werewolf identity is revealed, he'll be immediately dismissed?

Lupin thought to himself. He lowered his head and carefully signed his name on the contract.

Wade also signed his name. With that, the contract was finalized.

Wade took out a new Book of Friends and a Softlight Badge from his bag. "Now, let me tell you about my new product. Mr. Marchioni, the owner of Aslan's Magic Workshop, will be at the Three Broomsticks in about half an hour. I think you should be ready before then."

Lupin looked blankly at the items. "The agent's job… it's starting already?"

"Of course." Wade raised an eyebrow and tapped the Book of Friends with his finger. "—I always make the most of every second."

…

Soon after, Marchioni arrived.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw Professor Murray and Wade sitting at two different tables. With just a glance, he understood the situation. So, he pretended not to see Professor Murray and enthusiastically greeted Wade in the corner.

Subsequently, Marchioni learned that Lupin was Wade's agent. He completely disregarded the werewolf's shabby robes and downtrodden appearance, effortlessly entering into work-mode and praising the Softlight Badge profusely, seemingly valuing it even more than the Book of Friends.

"You finally understand the true meaning of making money, Wade."

With Professor Murray right behind them, Marchioni winked and said in a very low voice, eagerly promising, "Next time you have a product like this, you must come to me! I guarantee I'll offer you the highest price! No one else could possibly offer more—because those foolish people simply can't comprehend the greatness of such a work!"

The brown-haired wizard arrived and left in a hurry, like a whirlwind, not even taking a sip of the Butterbeer he ordered.

"So… that's it?" Lupin still looked somewhat bewildered.

"Yes, you'll have to get used to it. As I said—" Wade said in a good mood, "we make the most of every second."

Lupin paused for a moment and asked, "What do we do now?"

"No rush."

Wade gave Lupin a Book of Friends for contact and also handed him a pouch of Galleons.

"This is your first week's salary. I think you can… uh… take care of yourself first?"

…

Professor Murray slowly drank his mead, squinting as he observed his student.

The young man was laughing and talking with the wizard across from him. He rarely displayed such youthful vigor—confident, determined, and composed, shining like the rising sun.

So exceptional.

Time… it took some people away, changed some people… Decades, even centuries passed, and in the end, it seemed… nothing had really changed at a

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