New Dawn – A Harry Potter Transmigration Fanfic - Chapter 129

Harry looked at the ȧssembly line with a raised eyebrow.

Well, it was not really an ȧssembly line but a few people working together and connecting the different parts of the Magical Phones in order to manufacture a new one.

Steve had done an excellent job with the few amount of resources he had and at this point, his employees were able to produce 5-6 Mobile Phones per hour.

That speed was incomparable to the billion dollar mobile companies from hie past life where the automatic machines manufactures thousands of mobiles each hour but his company was new.

He would find a way to increase the speed of Mobile Production in his company in the future but for now they’ll just have to make do with what they had.

A few young teenagers were sitting on the side and checking each and every Magical Phone that was produced by the older employees and making sure that they were working properly.

By now his company had produced about 2000 MP Lite and about 600 MP Pro.

And Each and every one of those Magical Phone went through the hands of these young people who made sure that there was no quality problem in those phones.

Steve himself came and checked these products every now and then to make sure that the quality of the product had not decreased in his absence. And he was here for the exact purpose.

He went to the 4 young people who were doing the check ups and they were shocked to see him as they greeted him with respect.

“May I check one of those?” he asked and randomly pointed at one the Mobile Phones that had recently been manufactured and was kept in a rack for transport.

You could literally create a new product down here and sell it to the customers above ground in the mall.

The clothing line had a similar room beside this one where Mera and her colleges work on muggle clothes to make them magical so that they would be able to sell it in their respective shops.

The only shop in his mall that did not have a manufacturing line underground would be the Potions Shop and the Trolley Bag Shop.

Andromeda had been grown attached to the lab he had given her and had flat out refused to relocate while Sylvia was more comfortable working from her home.

“Sure Sir.” The eldest girl among them replied and took out the MP Pro and passed it on to him reverently.

“Harry.” He said with a chuckle “Just call me Harry.”

The girl nodded demurely and he decided to not give her any more attention as she was already feeling uncomfortable in his presence.

Well, he was technically their boss and if he didn’t like their jobs then he did have the power to fire them so he could understand why they were so nervous.

He looked at the MP Pro in his hand and smiled at the logo on top of the Phone.

To see his work being shown like this filled his heart with pride and he clicked on the buŧŧon and started the interface.

It took him around 20 minutes to check everything in the Phone in order to make sure that it was working properly.

By this point, the youngsters working beside him had grown used to his presence and had continued their work.

After he was done with the MP Pro he asked for a MP Lite and took 10 minutes to check every function in that mobile as well.

After that, he spent some more time evaluating their work before he gave a satisfied nod and left the room which had been filled with some tension up until this point.

Steve had done an excellent job in selecting these people.

And now that he had checked on the final product and made sure that everything was working as it should, he could finally rest in peace.

Well, not the eternal kind of Rest-in-peace but the temporary kind in which he could rest knowing that Steve would run the company wonderfully in his absence.

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“We’re running low on funds.” Scarclaw informed him and he frowned.

Turned out that his peace could only last for so long as the very next day, the senior account manager of their company, Scarclaw contacted him and told him that the company was running out of funds.

Well, that was understandable.

Until now, the whole company had been running for two whole months.

Two whole months in which he bought a shop in Diagon Alley, broke that shop down and constructed a new one in that land, constructed a mall in Lilta Dimun, paid the raw materials for the magical clothes and Magical Phones and paid a ton of galleons to his employees.

And so far, the company had not earned a single penny or knut in this case.

Well, that was understandable.

The company had not gone public and had not sold anything at this point so of course it had not earned a single knut.

In fact, until now the whole company was running on nothing but his personal funds. But now that was starting to run out as well.

“How much funds do you need Scarclaw?” he asked the goblin.

The fact that Steve had coerced some of the goblins to join his company had come as a surprise to him. But talking with a goblin over a Magical Phones was an experience on it’s own.

“We need 700 galleons for the furnishings and the chandelier that you asked for.” Scarclaw replied.

He thought over that bit of information in this mind before he nodded and said “I’ll send you 2000 galleons. Those are the last bit of funds that I’ll be able to provide until the company is launched so be careful with them. Alright?”

The goblin gave a grunt in affirmation and Harry gave a nod back in return before cutting he connection.

“Call Griphook.”

After the check up last day, Steve had gifted him with 5 MP Lites that he could gift to his friends and acquaintances.

Griphook being the manager of his personal accounts and the only goblin in Gringotts that he personally knew of course received one of them as well.

To say Griphook had been surprised to receive a gift from a wizard would be an understatement but there were already rumors about him going on in the wizarding community. About how he doesn’t discriminate between different magical beings so after the initial surprise wore off, Girphook took everything in stride and thanked him for the gift.

Harry was glad that he had given that MP Lite to Griphook because now it was going to be rather useful to him.

“Griphook speaking.” The voice came from the other side as the goblin’s face appeared in his Phone.

“Hello Griphook. Can you send all the remaining funds from my personal account to Scarclaw?” He asked directly. When dealing with goblins, it was best to get straight to the point instead of mincing your words. That way, they are able to save their time and you get more respect from them.

“You have 5395 galleons, 24 sickles and 581 knuts remaining in your vault Mr Potter. Are you sure you want all of it transferred to the Magical Goods account manager.”

“No. Just send 5000 to them. Don’t send the knuts and sickles either.” He said and Griphook gave a nod before taking out a note from his pocket and looking at it with a magnifying glass.

“Password?” Griphook asked.

“8837283” he replied and Griphook gave one final nod before asking “Will that be all Mr Potter.”

“Yes. Griphook. Thanks for your service.”

“You’re welcome.” The goblin replied and cut the connection.

Yes, talking with goblins was definitely a surreal experience. And he doubted that such a thing would change anytime soon.

Author’s Note- Long distance banking in the Magical world. Hell yeah 🙂

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