I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 23 Fred, act now!
Just as John was about to lose his patience, his eyes were caught by a boy in the crowd.

He was holding a birdcage in one hand, which contained a beautiful snow owl, and the other hand was also covered with packages of all sizes.

He walked carefully among the crowds. His black hair was wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead. There was a look of curiosity and fear on his face. It was obvious that he was coming to Diagon Alley for the first time.

Harry Potter?

John's eyes widened in surprise.

I can finally wait for you!

My dear fat sheep!

Not only rich, but also not really exposed to magic, it is simply the perfect target!
But why wasn't Hagrid with him?
John stepped on his feet and looked around for a while, but he still didn't find the giant among the crowd.

Immediately he gave up the idea of ​​looking for Hagrid, after all it was more convenient for him not to be here.
"Did Fred see the boy with the glasses? Do it!"

John poked Fred's waist, pointed to Harry in the crowd and said.

Fred frowned and asked, "Is he rich? He doesn't look like that."

Harry was still wearing Dudley's old clothes. Although they were clean, they had been washed a little bit and they didn't fit very well. He didn't look like a rich man.

"Believe me, look at the beautiful snow owl in his hand, can he have no money?" John said.

He couldn't directly expose Harry Potter's identity, otherwise it would be hard to explain.

After all, if Harry didn't show his forehead now, few people would know him.

"Okay." Fred nodded.

When Harry came to their shop, Fred rushed out, pretending to fight, as John had ordered.

The tall body bumped into Harry, turned around pretending to fall, and knocked out Harry's eye with his elbow.

With a click, Fred's messy footsteps "accidentally" stomped his eyes into pieces.

"Oh, sorry, I'm very sorry!" Fred hurriedly supported Harry who was about to fall, with a slow apology on his face.

Harry squinted his eyes in bewilderment, lost his glasses, and his world was mosaiced, only a red-haired boy was constantly apologizing.

"No, it's all right," Harry said, "Can you pick my eye out for me?"

"Okay, okay." Fred quickly bent down to pick up Harry's glasses, held them in front of Harry's eyes and said shyly, "I'm sorry, I stepped on your glasses and broke them."

"Huh?" Harry's eyes widened, anxiety and sadness appeared on his face.

He just got separated from Hagrid, and now his glasses are broken, so how should he get home?
Harry feels targeted on his first magical journey!

"Then is there a shop selling glasses near here?"

Harry prayed in his heart, and the red-haired boy in front of his heart said yes, and could take him there immediately.

unfortunately
"No." Fred shook his head, "Only Muggle shops sell glasses."

Harry's last hope was shattered, and the expression on his face became more and more sad. Now he only thought about Hagrid finding himself soon.

Fred secretly looked for help to John who was watching the theater at the door.

"Hurry up, it's your turn!" Fred said silently.

John hurriedly put away the smile on his face, ran to Fred's side quickly, and asked in a pretended hurry, "What's wrong?"

"I broke his glasses," Fred whispered.

"Oh my God!" said John angrily, "I went to drink some water and you got into trouble again?"

Harry felt his eardrums vibrate, and he was taken aback. He hurriedly looked at John, and found that his pretty face was full of anger, and he was inexplicably majestic.

Harry's throat tightened, and he said with some fear, "He didn't do it on purpose, and I'm also responsible."

At that time, he was so busy looking for Hagrid that he didn't notice anyone running towards him at all.

"No, it has nothing to do with you." After John finished speaking, he glared at Fred and continued, "Give me the glasses and I'll see if I can fix them."

Harry's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he hurriedly asked, "Can it really be repaired?"

John took a look at the glasses, pretended to think for a moment, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, the damage is not too serious."

"Hold it first." John handed Harry his eyes.

"Oh, good!" Harry quickly took it, watching John disappear before his eyes.

Harry fiddled with the broken glasses, feeling a little puzzled and curious.

It's all broken, can it be repaired?

Is magic so powerful?

After a while, John ran back panting, holding a long black wooden box in his hand.

The surface of the wooden box is a little damaged, and the color is a little peeled off, it looks quite old.

Strictly speaking, it should have been three days old!

John just finished the work a few days ago, and he also added the traces on it, just to highlight the value of the box.

"This is a prop passed down in our store." John opened the box, "You put the glasses in, and you should be able to repair it."

Harry nodded half-believingly, and put the glasses into the long black case with his own hands.

The process is like magic, and the more you participate in it, the more magical it becomes.

John took advantage of this kind of heart, he closed the box under Harry's gaze, and said, "O Sidisi!"

After a while, John opened the box and showed it to Harry: "It should be repaired."

Harry's eyes were gradually rounded, and the glasses inside were as new as new, and the originally dirty lenses were shiny and clean.

His voice quickly rose: "It's really good!"

"It's a good thing there's nothing wrong, you can take it with you." John said as if he was relieved.

"thanks, thanks!"

Harry thanked him again and again. After he put on his glasses, his eyes were fixed on the long box in John's hand.

"That... I want to ask, do you sell this box?"

Harry didn't have too much hope in his heart, after all, the box looked very precious, maybe it was a family heirloom.

But he really wanted this thing, and he had to spend a lot of energy trying to protect his glasses every time Dudley was bullying him.

Because if it was broken, the Dursleys were stingy and wouldn't buy him another pair.

But if there is this box, if it breaks at that time, he will throw the glasses into the box lightly, open it and it will be a brand new pair.

In this way, if Dudley bullies him in the future, maybe he can find a chance to fight back!
When John heard Harry's words, he was calm on the surface, but ecstatic in his heart.

How could it not be sold?
My dear fat, oh no Harry, it is tailor-made for you!
"We are a shop, and of course we sell things." John had a troubled look on his face, "But this thing is relatively old, and the craftsmanship is copied, so the price is a bit high."

Harry's face was ecstatic, he thought of the piles of gold coins, as long as they can be sold, money is a trivial matter!
"How much?" Harry asked quickly.

"110 Galleons, but." John changed his voice, "Didn't our clerk trample on your glasses just now, so I will charge you ten Galleons less as an apology."

In fact, selling one hundred gold Galleons is not too expensive. The interior of the wooden box is engraved with the advanced restoration magic pattern researched by Ian.

Some simple magic items can be repaired as long as they can be issued.

So it is still very precious.

It's just that the wizard will buy this tasteless thing?
The only way to deceive someone like Harry, who has just entered the wizarding world and is still a wealthy newcomer.

"One hundred Galleons!" Harry's prepared heart couldn't help being shaken by this number.

Fred was also taken aback. He poked John quietly and told him to quit as soon as he was good!
John shook his head quietly, and said to Harry: "I also think it's too expensive, it's not worth buying this, why don't you forget it?"

Harry looked at John's retracting hand with hesitation on his face.

Finally, Harry remembered his full coffers, and gritted his teeth: "I bought it, but can you keep it for me again? I don't have so much money with me, and I need to get it again."

"No problem, I will keep it for you." John said with a smile, after all, no one bought it except Harry!

Harry gave a grateful smile and turned hastily to look for Hagrid.

At this moment, a loud noise came from the crowd.

"Harry, you are here, I thought you were lost!"

Hagrid laughed and waved, his tall body pushed through the crowd and walked towards Harry and the others.

"Harry?" Fred was stunned for a moment, then his eyes widened, and he exclaimed, "You are Harry Potter?"

Am I cheating on the savior?

　Ask for a ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)