Hogwarts: I am Harry's Cousin

The inside of Gringotts is much more spacious than it looks from the outside. Obviously, the inside has also been cast with the Untraceable Stretching Charm. I have to say that this spell is really convenient. There are countless doors in the hall, leading to different places. On the counter in the hall, a goblin inspected the gems, gold coins or some rare objects in front of him with tools such as scales and magnifying glasses.

Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, they came to one of the counters: "Please exchange some Galleons for these gentlemen."

The goblin in front of the counter, who was originally full of impatience, immediately put on a hypocritical smile when he saw that it was Professor McGonagall.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall. Are you a freshman at Hogwarts?"

Seeing Professor McGonagall nodding, the goblin turned to look at Vernon, the smirk on his face disappeared instantly, and he returned to his original impatient look: "How much?"

"What's the exchange rate, please?" Vernon was a little worried.

The goblin glanced at Vernon impatiently, but still answered his question: "Five pounds a Galleon."

After hearing this, Vernon was obviously relieved, and said proudly with a wave of his big hand.

"First come a thousand"

"Sorry, sir." A hint of sarcasm flashed across the goblin's face: "Little wizards at Hogwarts can only exchange it once a year, and they can only exchange 100 Galleons at a time."

"Okay, just 200 Galleons." Vernon muttered in a low voice.

Received 1,000 pounds from Vernon, then took out two bags of gold coins and handed them over.

One bag was Harry's and the other was Dudley's.

On the other hand, Mr. Granger also exchanged a hundred gold Galleons for Hermione.

Just when several people finished exchanging gold coins and were about to leave, Professor McGonagall suddenly said, "Wait, we need to go to Mr. Harry Potter's vault to get some money."

As she spoke, she took out a golden key from her pocket.

After a roller-coaster experience, several people came to the Potter's vault.

"I didn't expect them to be so rich."

Coming out of the Potter family's treasury piled like a mountain of gold, even Vernon had to sigh with emotion.

He had always thought that his wife's sister and brother-in-law were idlers without a serious job, but he didn't expect to be a rich second generation.

If the piles of gold coins were converted into pounds, it would be a lot of money.

But the Dursleys were unmoved by this, and were happy for Harry instead.

"Please purchase what you need according to the new student guide."

The new student guide that Professor McGonagall mentioned was the content on the Hogwarts admission letter.

Roughly: Uniforms, Gloves, Cloaks, Textbooks, Wands, Crucibles, Vials, Telescopes, and Scales.

Of course you can also bring an owl, cat or toad.

Dudley frowned as he went through the items on the shopping list item by item, not because there were too many things, but because there were too few.

Especially the items in the Potions class, there are only three items in total: the crucible, the medicine and the scale.

"Professor McGonagall, can we bring other things besides the above?"

McGonagall replied after hearing the words: "Of course, but I want to remind you that it is best not to bring items related to Muggles, Hogwarts cannot use those items."

It's not that Dudley wanted to bring other things, the main reason was that the equipment was too crude. In order to brew potions better, Dudley planned to bring the set of experimental equipment he bought. Well, considering that Harry and Hermione should also Need. Then bring a few more sets.

"It's getting late." Professor McGonagall looked up at the sky: "I think we should divide the work, the adults will go with me to buy crucibles, scales, books and other items needed for school, and the future little wizards will go to buy Wands, uniforms, these things need to be tailored."

Naturally, everyone will not have any objections to Professor McGonagall's arrangement, especially Mr. Granger and Vernon. They have already agreed to go to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink. The Leaky Cauldron is the name of the bar where they came earlier. , they are very curious about the taste of the wizarding world drink.

First came the uniforms and robes, which took the most time.

So two little wizards and a real Muggle stepped into a place called Madam Malkin's robe shop.

Madam Malkin was a squat witch with a big smile and a purple dress.

"I want to buy Hogwarts school uniforms." Mrs. Malkin looked at the three and said politely: "Two sets of first grade and one set of seventh grade, right?"

Dudley grinned, "No, they're all first years."

Such an answer obviously made Mrs. Malkin stunned.

"Ah, yes."

Reflexively replied, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Dudley.

‘Hogwarts is not only recruiting 11-year-old wizards now? '

In addition to the three people in the shop, there was also a little boy who was being tailored by other witches, with a pale complexion and striking platinum-blond hair.

Dudley and Hermione were discussing the robes with Madam Malkin, while Harry was sitting next to him chatting casually.

There was always a cadence and emphasis in the little boy's voice, which made Harry feel that he was still unable to communicate normally with him.

The content of their chat revolved around Hogwarts, but Harry's knowledge of Hogwarts was limited to knowing the name, so no matter what questions the other party mentioned, Harry didn't know.

Every time after getting a reply that Harry didn't know, the other party would respond with a long "oh" with a long pitch.

It made Harry feel tormented.

However, the little boy thought that he and Harry had a good conversation.

"Hey, look at that big fool." The boy raised his chin to Dudley who came over, and said in a tone of praise or contempt: "He said he was a freshman in the first grade, and he was worse than Crabbe and Goyle." To be strong, I think he must be good at eating too."

If the previous conversation had only made Harry uncomfortable, this sentence undoubtedly made Harry angry.

Even if Dudley did eat well.

Harry said coldly, "That's my brother!"

"Really?" The boy said mockingly. In his memory, no child from a familiar family looked like this: "Why did he come to accompany you, where are your parents?"

"They died."

Harry didn't want to continue the conversation with the boy anymore, just answered him out of politeness.

"Oh, I'm sorry." The boy continued, but there was no apology in his words, and he said with deep meaning: "They are the same kind of people as us, aren't they?"

"They're all wizards."

Hearing Harry's words, the ridicule on the boy's face gradually dissipated, and he continued: "I don't think we should let those other kinds of students enter the school, such as those next to your stupid big brother."

Dudley and Harry were both dressed in pure black, similar to wizarding costumes, while Hermione was clearly wearing Muggle costumes.

For boys, coming from the Muggle world is naturally an alternative.

Before he finished speaking, Harry's face changed drastically, and it was too late to stop him.

I saw a shadow blocking the light above the boy's head, and before he had an attack, he felt a big hand on his head, and his head was pushed away little by little, and when he looked up, he saw a big expressionless face close at hand , staring straight at himself.

At that moment, he felt that he was being watched by some peerless beast, and a piercing chill shot straight from the tailbone to the sky.

Dudley grinned slowly, revealing two rows of deep white teeth. The boy could even feel the hot air from the opponent's breath, and felt that his little head would be bitten off by the opponent at any moment.

"Hi, nice to meet you!"

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