Helping others to operate, of course, the final profit share is 30%.
Relying on his identity as the Director of the Department of Magical Games and Sports and a former Quidditch star player, Ludo managed to fool many suckers.
He had just taken a stroll outside, preparing to come in and see if there were any familiar suckers here for him to fool, but as soon as he came in, he saw Ethan and the others.
"That's right, Mr. Bagman, would you like to join us?"
Cedric greeted Ludo as soon as he saw him, as he admired Ludo somewhat.
Moreover, Cedric was copying Ludo's path for how he should walk his own path in the future.
Chapter 224: Ludo's Scam
"Well, to be more precise, I'm here to help you."
"As a former national team Beater and commentator for this Quidditch World Cup, I have studied all the participating teams in this Quidditch World Cup, and I know the odds of each team winning."
"If I help you operate, I dare not say ten out of ten, but I am confident in winning seven or eight times."
"Of course, I need to charge 30% of the final profit as a commission."
Ludo looked at everyone and said what he had already prepared with a confident expression.
Although Ethan was his boss, it was precisely because of this that Ludo had set his sights on these few people.
Otherwise, how many Galleons could the Weasley and Diggory kids have?
Even if he had made a fortune at the Wizard Dueling Competition he had organized, that was it.
The targets he was aiming at were all pure-blood nobles who could take out tens of thousands of Galleons.
Not an ordinary family, a poor family.
Moreover, targeting Ethan wasn't about trying to fool Ethan out of his Galleons.
Ludo was genuinely confident that he could win money, and cooperating with Ethan was a win-win choice.
It could satisfy his gambling addiction, make both him and his boss money, and finally, he could please his boss, killing three birds with one stone!
"No need, I'll do it myself!"
Ethan shook his head and refused directly.
In the original book, Ethan knew that Ludo had lost all his money.
Even in the end, he had to fool children out of their money and then welch on the debt after losing.
With this level of skill, how could Ethan possibly hand over his Galleons to him to manage?
"Adrian, won't you reconsider?"
Ludo's expression remained normal, after all, he couldn't reveal his relationship with Ethan outside.
As a gambling addict, he valued his life quite a bit.
"No need to consider, I'll do it myself!"
Seeing this, Ludo didn't insist anymore.
So far, many people had already handed over their Galleons for him to manage, and he wasn't short of funds.
If Ethan wasn't willing, so be it, and he really didn't dare to say anything more.
So he turned his gaze to Fred and the others.
"What about you guys?"
"Will you do it yourselves, or should I help you operate?"
He hadn't originally looked favorably on them, but since they were already here, it was just a matter of a word.
It didn't matter whether it succeeded or not.
"Let's discuss it!"
Fred pulled George aside, somewhat tempted, and Cedric also joined them.
Like the others, they all believed in Ludo's vision, after all, this was a former Quidditch national team member with several experiences participating in the Quidditch World Cup.
Now, as the Director of the Department of Magical Games and Sports of the British Ministry of Magic, he came to preside over this competition, and he must know the information of each participating team and member, and maybe even know some inside information.
Letting him operate would definitely be more accurate than doing it themselves.
Soon, the few of them had discussed it.
"Mr. Bagman, these 1,500 Galleons will be handed over to you to operate."
The three of them each contributed 500 Galleons.
The twins each had a few hundred left, after all, besides the two older brothers who went to work and their mother who wasn't very interested in Quidditch, the full tickets for the Quidditch World Cup for the rest of the family were bought by their brothers, which was no small sum.
Cedric had more Galleons, but he didn't plan to play too big.
Moreover, they themselves didn't intend to place all their hopes on Ludo, and they still planned to bet a little themselves.
"Okay, leave it to me then~".
Ludo smiled and accepted these Galleons.
Even mosquito legs were still meat.
Ethan sighed helplessly as he watched their choices.
"Mr. Bagman, after I come out later, let's find a place to talk."
Without waiting for Ludo to agree, Ethan found an empty counter and prepared to bet first.
Although there were still a few days before the first game, these bets had already been opened when this venue was just opened.
On the counter, there was a form posted with the current bets available and the odds for each side.
Pre-match bets on the top four and the champion were already available, which would close on the day the competition started.
The odds were quite high, although Ethan knew which teams would be in the top four.
But this was a manipulated game, which led to Ethan not daring to bet at all, or rather, not daring to bet a large amount.
The first game was England vs. Transylvania.
England wins, within 100 points of Transylvania (including 100 points).
Which is ten Quaffle scores.
Odds:
Over 100 points.
Odds:
Transylvania wins, within 100 points of England (including 100 points).
Odds:
Over 100 points.
Odds:
From these odds, one could see how unfavorable everyone was towards Transylvania.
Not only that, but based on his keen perception, the voices Ethan heard were basically betting on England.
"Sir, have you decided yet?"
The goblin inside the counter looked at Ethan with a smile after seeing him finish reading the form.
"Transylvania wins, over 100 points."
"300,000 Galleons!"
Ethan's voice wasn't loud, but it attracted the attention of the entire audience.
Even Fred and the others who were following Ethan widened their eyes.
Although they had just known that Ethan was going to bet on that team, they didn't expect him to play so big!
This was 300,000 Galleons?
Then came the doubt, did Ethan really have so many Galleons?
They knew that Ethan was born a Muggle, and all his Galleons were earned by himself.
Could it be that the Wizard Mailbox and the Baffling Brain Elixir were really that profitable?
Had he earned 300,000 Galleons in more than two years?
"Okay, sir, please come with me, 300,000 Galleons can be processed in the private room."
This goblin didn't care what other people thought, and immediately smiled so wide that his mouth was about to go awry, and was about to take Ethan to the private room waiting on the side.
Those who were received here were all amounts not exceeding 10,000.
"Wait, Ethan, bet less."
Fred grabbed Ethan's wizard robe and reminded him in a low voice.
He and George both thought that what Ethan had said before made a lot of sense, and Fudge might indeed be setting up a scam to make money.
But that wasn't absolute!
What if Ethan guessed wrong, then these 300,000 Galleons would be gone.
Even if Ethan had money, he couldn't use it like this. Wouldn't it be better to try the waters with 10,000 or 20,000 first?
"Sir, have you decided? If you have decided, please come with me quickly."
This goblin became anxious as soon as he heard someone start persuading Ethan.
He couldn't let such a big fish get away!
As for whether Ethan could take out so many Galleons, although the goblins from other countries didn't recognize Ethan, they also thought it was possible, after all, as long as one wasn't mentally ill, one wouldn't dare to cause trouble here.
During this period, the British Ministry of Magic had been quite strict in controlling this place.
"Don't worry, I'm confident."
After Ethan said a word to Fred, he followed the goblin into the private room.
After Ethan left, the pause button that had just been pressed seemed to have been released again.
And it was even more noisy, basically discussing Ethan, the big sucker, and there were quite a few who mocked Ethan.
Others were also gloating and silently eating melons, after all, the mentality of hating the rich wasn't just for Muggles, wizards had it too.
Ludo, who had just been next to Ethan, was dumbfounded.
Whether it was Ethan betting on Transylvania or the 300,000 Galleons, they both made him fall into a daze.
He had also been thinking about how to persuade Ethan before, but he didn't expect him to enter the private room like this.
Once the transaction was confirmed, it would basically be impossible to go back on it at the goblins' place.
Immediately, he wanted to rush in to stop Ethan, after all, he had just been by his side, and who knew if Ethan would be angry at himself for not stopping him when he lost these 300,000 Galleons in the end.
Those who played with dark magic were somewhat twisted in their hearts, and this was very likely to happen.
But he had no reason to rush in, and he was afraid of offending the goblins if he went over like this.
The relationship between the two sides was originally not bad, and it wouldn't work if he offended the goblins because of this!
Thinking of this, Ludo couldn't help but want to slap himself twice.
Why did he have nothing to do and run over to join in the fun!
Just as Ludo was struggling, Ethan had already walked out under the cheers of the three goblins.
After all, this wasn't anything too complicated, the goblins only needed to check the Galleons and then fill out the prepared magic contract for Ethan.
This magic contract parchment, like the Galleons, had special anti-counterfeiting measures made by the goblins, which others couldn't imitate.
Not only the goblins, but the bets opened by other forces also had their own anti-counterfeiting methods.
Under the cheers of the goblins, Ethan left this tent.
Ethan knew that the staff here weren't qualified enough to know about the upper levels' manipulation of this bet.
So at this moment, they were treating him warmly as a sucker, and he just didn't know what their expressions would be after he won.
