Chapter 39: Notes Publication (2/2)
”Sorry for the wait. How may I help you?” heard Quinn, and when he turned, he saw a middle-aged man walking behind the counter, looking at some letters in his hands.
When the person looked up and saw Quinn, he frowned.
”You... are you a Hogwarts student?” asked the person. Quinn's looks showed that he was definitely over eleven, so the shop employee was skeptical about seeing Quinn. But, Quinn wasn't wearing a Hogwarts uniform, so the shop employee wasn't sure.
Quinn smiled and walked towards the counter and said,
”Yes, I am a Hogwarts student. My name is Quinn West. I was told that you would be expecting me.”
The shop owner's jaw dropped as he exclaimed, ”West?!”
”Yes, you heard it correctly,” replied Quinn, taking out multiple matchbox-sized stacks of parchment.
”But, I thought you would be owling the documents you needed to be printed. I never thought you would be coming here personally. There isn't a Hogsmeade weekend anywhere near... scratch that... today is a weekday. How are you here?!” spoke the employee, still feeling a little shock.
”Let's not sweat the small stuff,” said Quinn as he took out his fake wand and unshrunk the multiple stacks of parchment on the countertop and continued,
”Now, take note as what I am about to say is important. There are seven color strips, one of those strips mark every stack. This means that the stacks marked by the red strips go together,” Quinn looked up and asked, ”Are you with me?”
The shop employee nodded, so Quinn continued,
”Good, every strip is marked with a number, which denotes the order they go in while binding the pages. Every page also has a page number just in case the order gets messed up,” Quinn continued to explain all the details of the print and binding he wanted.
He stared at the shop employee and asked, ”Would you be able to remember all of this?”
The shop employee nodded.
”Good, nevertheless, here you go,” Quinn retrieved a couple of sheets of paper and handed it to the employee.
”Everything I said is on the sheets, and there is even more like the design of the cover and the in-between cover pages.” He tapped on the pages and insisted, ”I want things done exactly according to these documents.”
The shop employee looked through the instructions and asked, ”And, how many copies do you want?”
”For now, I want twenty copies of each final package, but please keep the print with you. I will need more in the future,” answered Quinn.
Quinn also looked up and asked, ”How much will all this cost?”
”I can't take money from you,” said the employee, his tone incredulous.
Quinn shook his head and answered, ”No, this is my personal endeavor. I will pay for this myself.”
When Quinn had contacted his family to ask for the services of the Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop, his grandfather had outright told him he would have to pay from his own trust vault, and Quinn had no problem with it.
Quinn's trust vault had a lot of money, compared to the capital Quinn used for buying beast parts, herbs, books, and other stuff. This bill would be relatively small, and he would most probably break even if a few sets sold.
'Profit was never really the motive,' though Quinn.
”I will send you the bill after the delivery,” answered the shop employee. Quinn's family owned the business, and it wouldn't be a problem if Quinn never paid.
”I will be needing these in three days. Would that time be enough,” asked Quinn.
The shop employee nodded and responded, ”You will have these in two days.” He looked at Quinn and asked, ”Would you come here to collect?”
Quinn shook his head, ”No, shrunk the notebooks and owl them to Hogwarts.”
”Understood.”
Quinn nodded, ”Excellent. Now, I would have to leave. I have to return to the castle.”
The shop employee stepped from behind the counter and said, ”I will escort you.”
Quinn waved his hand and said, ”It's okay. I can find my way. By the way, I didn't get your name.”
”Oh, my name is Gary,” answered the now-named shop employee.
”Good evening, Gary. Let's hope this goes well and we can work more,” said Quinn as he bid farewell to Gary.
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As Gary promised, Quinn got his delivery on the day he had to give the notes to Padma Patil.
During breakfast, the owl raid brought the Scrivenshaft's package dropped on the table in front of Quinn.
Quinn saw the Scrivenshaft's logo on the package, and a wide grin surfaced on his face. He picked the parcel and placed it in his bookbag.
He hummed a tune while eating his breakfast.
Marcus, who was looking at Quinn, asked, ”What got you in a good mood?”
”Today will be a momentous day, Belby. A momentous day,” said Quinn. Quinn looked at Marcus, but he was already back eating his food, not paying attention to him.
”You just missed the footnote, you glutton,” deadpanned Quinn.
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Quinn sat in his office reading a book on Blood magic when he heard the door chime ring. He closed the book and looked up to see Padma Patil enter the office.
”Good evening, Ms. Patil. Your notes are ready,” greeted Quinn. He opened a drawer in his desk and took out seven bound stacks of parchments.
The cover of each stack had a different color, the seven books covered all seven colors of the rainbow. The design on the cover was quite mentalistic. Mentioned in the center of the cover page were the subject names and the year. On the bottom right corner, there was a small box with A.I.D written inside it.
The cover page was made from a slightly thicker parchment than the pages inside, but it was still parchment, so the notes had a paperback feel instead of a hardback.
Quinn had the notes made from parchment instead of paper so that all would readily accept them.
He pushed the seven notebooks towards Padma and let her take a look.
The looks of notes surprised her. She wasn't expecting them to look so aesthetically pleasing.
”These are your notes?” she asked as she opened the Charms notebook.
”Yes, these are my notes, an amalgamation of my knowledge. These notes contain everything I consider important, written in easy words and figures. You will find everything from the course books and the books I have read from the library,” said Quinn, not lying at all. He was just omitting that he knew a lot more than this.
”Why do they look like this,” asked Padma, not looking at Quinn at all. The notebooks intrigued her too much.
”Oh that,” Quinn smiled and said, ”I have decided to sell these notes, so I made them look good. This design will attract a lot more attention.”
He leaned forward and spoke, ”Now, Ms. Patil, I have a proposition that I would like to offer you.”
Padma looked up from the notes and asked, ”What proposition?”
”I would give you a discount of ten (10) sickles, or two of these seven notebooks if you advertise these notes to your friends. Study in the common room. Keep the notes out on the tables; so they remain in view, and everyone can see them. You know that kind of stuff,” answered Quinn.
Padma thought for a second before nodding, ”I can do that.” She put twenty-five (25) sickles on the table.
Quinn counted the money before asking, ”Can you sign your name, the subjects you purchased, and the money you gave me on here?” He pulled out a paper from his desk with a table on it. ”Write your name here, tick the subjects you purchased and write the amount in sickles... Excellent.”
Quinn shook hands with Padma and said, ”Pleasure doing business with you.”
When Padma left, Quinn looked at the sole name written on the table and talked, ”Let's start phase-2.”
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Quinn West - MC - Has a plan in mind... *Mwuhahahahaha!*
Padma Patil - Ravenclaw - Talks less - Wants to get a head start on exam prep.
Gary - Shop Employee - ”How did he get out of Hogwarts...”
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