The marble meeting hall of the Cleansweep Broom Company in Lancashire buzzed with tension.Executives in worn robes and old-fashioned goggles sat stiffly around the polished oak table, whispering to one another. The air smelled faintly of polish and nervous sweat.
At the head of the table stood two women whose presence silenced the entire room:Bela White — her platinum hair tied back, her expression a mask of cool confidence — and Narcissa Black, poised and calculating, with the same aristocratic grace that once defined the pure-blood houses.
Bela's voice broke the silence.
"Let's be direct. The Cleansweep family has legacy, skill, and a name people respect. What you lack," she said, sliding a scroll across the table, "is innovation — and funding."
The oldest Cleansweep brother frowned.
"And you think your… Liyue Store can fix that?"
Narcissa smiled slightly, her tone smooth as silk.
"We don't think. We know. You've been trying to compete with Nimbus for years, haven't you? Nimbus gets better charms, better wood, better investors. You've plateaued."
A young executive muttered, "We've survived for generations—"
"And that's all you've done," Bela interrupted gently. "Survived. Not soared."
The parchment on the table glowed faintly with golden runes. The offer was impossible to ignore — a full buyout, at a price far above market value, with additional stock options and positions for the Cleansweep heirs within the new merged company.
"You'll retain your heritage," Narcissa added. "But from today onward, Cleansweep will fly under a new banner — one that combines tradition with innovation."
Bela placed a crystal seal — the Liyue insignia, twin phoenixes wrapped around a star — onto the parchment.
"Roy Valvas, owner of Liyue Industries, has already approved this. He believes in your craftsmanship. He just intends to take it… to the sky."
The room fell into silence again.
Then the eldest Cleansweep brother exhaled, shoulders sagging.
"You speak like a Weasley twin selling fireworks," he muttered — then smiled faintly. "But you're right. Nimbus left us behind. If this Skyjade… whatever it is… can change that, we'll sign."
"It's Skyjade Dynamics," Narcissa corrected, her sapphire eyes gleaming. "And this is your dawn."
The contracts flared with light as they signed.
Later That Night — Valvas Mansion
In his study, Roy unfolded the glowing parchment sent by Narcissa and Bela.The message was brief, but it carried the weight of transformation.
"Acquisition successful. Cleansweep family fully integrated. Skyjade Dynamics founded as subsidiary under Liyue Industries. Awaiting your product design for release."
A slow smile curved Roy's lips.
"Well done, Bela… and you too, Narcissa."
He turned toward his workbench — a sprawling arrangement of crystal matrices, broom frames, and sigils etched into hovering blueprints.
For the next month, Roy vanished into his craft.
He tested alloys from both magical and mundane worlds, combining enchanted willow cores with lightweight carbon-weave composites.He ran hundreds of flight simulations inside his pocket dimension, fine-tuning acceleration runes and stability charms.
He even embedded a simplified mana stabilizer system — adapted from Flamel's alchemical heartwork — to balance magical flow during high-speed turns.
Each prototype was faster, sleeker, and sturdier than the last.At last, Roy stood before the finished product — its name etched proudly in silver runes along the handle.
Cleansweep Sky-1.
"Speed of a Nimbus," he murmured. "Half the price. But it feels better… freer."
He sent the blueprints and enchantment codes to the Liyue R&D lab, where the Firebolt cofounders were developing their next elite broom model.
When they received Roy's Sky-1 schematics, they were speechless.
"This design—who made this?" one of them asked."Roy Valvas himself," Bela replied through the communication mirror."He's… redefining broomcraft," the cofounder whispered.
They immediately began testing and refining the Sky-1 model, using Roy's specifications to mass-produce the first affordable, high-performance broom in wizarding history.
One Week Later — Wizarding World in Uproar
WIZARD WEEKLY headline flashed across every corner of Diagon Alley:
"Cleansweep Acquired by Liyue Store! New Broom Brand — Skyjade Dynamics — to Launch Affordable Model for the Common Wizard!"
And beneath it, a subheadline in gold script:
"Introducing the Sky-1 — Speed Rivaling Nimbus 2001, Price Just 900 Galleons!"
The article went on to describe the merger of the Firebolt Company and Cleansweep Co. into a single powerhouse brand — Skyjade Dynamics, a subsidiary of Liyue Industries.
Within hours, orders flooded broom shops across Britain and Europe. Quidditch players praised its handling. Young witches and wizards, who had only ever dreamed of owning a Nimbus, could finally take to the skies.
Skyjade Dynamics had done it.
Roy sat in the pocket dimension, watching the floating news projections with quiet pride.
"Firebolt for the elite," he said softly. "Skyjade for the people. That's how the world changes."
A golden phoenix — his patronus — soared above him, wings glowing like dawn.