The United Kingdom, London suburbs, Holy Cross Welfare House.

"6 inches long, ash, extremely tough...the range can reach 20 meters! This is my latest slingshot, starting with a pound!"

In the yard, a black-haired boy sat next to the flower bed, holding a slingshot in his hand, and shouted to the children around him.

The boy was very handsome, and the girls watching were all on his face, and only the boys were staring at the slingshot in his hand with their eyes burning.

"Jimini, one pound, I want it!" A boy proudly raised his chest.

With this slingshot, he is the most beautiful child in the group of children, and Jenny probably will also cast admirational gaze at him.

Although one pound is a big number for him, equivalent to half a month's pocket money, he can bear it in order to become the most beautiful baby in the crowd.

"One pound once!" Jamini's mouth smiled: "Lyle offers one pound, is anyone going to bid?"

"I'll add ten pence!" A shout sounded, a boy with a strong figure.

"Grace offers ten pence for one pound! Very good, ten pence for one pound at a time!"

When he heard someone bidding with him, the boy named Lyle gritted his teeth: "Twenty!"

"A pound and twenty pence, is there any higher?"

Gress raised her chest: "One pound and thirty pence!"

"A pound and thirty penny, is there anyone paying a higher price?" Jaminie looked around happily with a smile in her eyes.

Gladstone was displeased: "Cheer, shout! Jamini! You are raising the price in disguise!"

Jamini was stunned for a moment, spreading his hands with an innocent face: "Raise the price? Is this price very high? No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"One pound forty pence!" Lyle blushed and pulled his neck and screamed.

Just now, the girl named Jenny looked at him and smiled.

Jamie's mouth twitched a smile, and he liked to make deals with such dog-licking boys. As long as the girl they liked was next to them, they would squeeze out all the money in their pockets and buy it with a bit of the bullet.

For young boys of this age, it is the time to save face.

After all, the price is almost going to drain Lyle's wallet. Glads probably won't be able to afford more money, so Jamini decided to squeeze it until now.

"One pound forty pence once! One pound forty pence twice... One pound forty pence three times! Ha! Congratulations, Lyle, the slingshot is yours."

Jamini smiled so hard that she was so beautiful that she handed the slingshot to Lyle. Under the other party's reluctant gaze, she took all of Lyle's property.

Looking at Lyle with envious look on her face, she was playing with a slingshot and playing with a small stone. Gress turned sourly and wanted to leave. However, before he could turn around and leave, Jamini pressed his shoulder: "Don't rush to leave, Gress, I think this two-finger finger tiger should be very suitable for you."

It was easy, and another pound was 20.

"Since I came to this world, from head to toe, every pore is dripping with blood and dirty things - but I just like it."

Jamini leaned against the fence of the flowerbed, her slender fingers flexibly flipped a ten-pence coin, and her smile was as cunning as a little fox who had stolen a chicken.

Children's money is really easy to make!

A simple panel appeared in sight, with a picture of the ash slingshot on it and the original price: 20p.

This is an arms store, which contains everything you can use for battle or war, whether it is Newtonian, magical, or horse-defying, or all kinds of things you can buy.

The usage of the system is also very simple, just have money.

From the time Jamini was born in this life to the present, this system has never said a word. It has always maintained a dirty money relationship with Jamini and never issued any messy tasks. You pay, I ship the goods, and everyone is well.

What a fresh and unpretentious system!

In just a few years of primary school career, Jamini has used this system to accumulate wealth of more than 15,000 pounds. In this era, this is almost equivalent to the salary of an ordinary person for two years.

As for selling slingshots, wooden knives, etc., it is cold or not to be cold for primary school students...

Jamini was very open-minded and made money, not shy.

Now he has nothing but handsome, and he is not a time to talk about face or not.

His experience in his previous life made him clearly know that only when he is full can he have the strength to stand up and earn face.

"It's five pounds and ten pence in total~"

After counting the money earned today, Jaminie fell on the lawn with her head tilted and rolled off comfortably.

I earned five pounds early in the morning, which sounded like a lot, but in the next few days, Jamini couldn't make much money.

The children in the welfare home basically don’t have much pocket money, and they are almost squeezed by Jamini. The boys in the school have also made more or less deals with Jamini, and they are all so poor that they are all so poor.

The market is too small and the customers are too few.

Maybe I should often go to Surrey next door if I have nothing to do? I heard that there are many rich people there and children also have a lot of pocket money on hand.

"Jimine!"

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

Sister Linda came to the yard and looked around, looking for Jamini's figure.

"What's wrong here? What's the matter?"

Standing up from the lawn, Jamini came to Sister Linda.

"Don't always lie on the lawn, you're prone to illness." Sister Linda smiled gently, reached out to rub Jamini's head, and then handed him an envelope: "With your letter, do you have any pen pals? Or... are you in love?"

Sister Linda said, unable to help but giggle.

"Letter? To me?"

Jamini's eyes were a little surprised.

Who would write to an orphan?

Another orphan?

"Holy Cross Welfare House... Room 201... Mr. Jamini Fox received..." Looking at the words on the parchment envelope, Jamini shrugged: "There is no doubt that this letter was sent to me."

The envelope is made of heavy parchment paper, and the address is written in emerald green ink, and there are no stamps on it.

"Whose people might be a prank without stamps? Are there parchment these days? Are there any parchment paper used these days? Are they old antiques?"

Turning the envelope in his hand over, I saw a wax seal on it, a shield with a seal on it, and a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake were surrounded by a capital letter.

"Wow~Wow~Wow..." Jamini raised his eyebrows: "Look at what I received..."

Jamini was not very surprised about this letter. Even the cross-track system could not cause him to have too much emotional fluctuations now - unless he made a lot of money.

"Do you know where this was sent?" Sister Linda looked at Jamine with concern.

"Maybe it was the admission notice from which ancient school?" Jamini smiled and did not rush to unpack the envelope.

"School?" Sister Linda smiled gently: "I think Smeting Middle School is quite suitable for you, but you are so smart, it is not impossible for other schools to invite you to school. You should think carefully about it yourself and tell me if you need any help."

"Thank you, Sister Linda."

Nodding to Sister Linda, Jamini returned to the room and opened the envelope full of the atmosphere of the times.

‘Hogwarts School of Magic

Principal: Albus Dumbledore

(President of the International Wizards Federation, First-level Magician of Sir Merlin, Chief Magician of Wisengamo)

Dear Mr. Fox:

We happily inform you that you have been allowed to attend Hogwarts Magic School. The letter is accompanied by a list of required books and equipment.
Chapter completed!