The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

After thinking about it, there were not many people Harry could turn to for help, so Ron would not talk about it, and he didn't need to turn to him for money matters.

Hagrid had no idea about money, and even if he had money, he was just like him, from the wizarding world.

Hermione had quite a lot of pocket money, but she bought all the books, so there wasn't much left.

But the girl knew that Ernie also had property in the Muggle world, so she told Harry that she could come to him and ask.

"No problem, how much do you want to change?"

Hearing Aini's happy response, Harry was taken aback, yes, how much do you want to change?

During the ten years at the Dursleys, Harry had almost become synonymous with poverty, which also made him lack a clear judgment on the value of Muggle gifts.

"A suggestion, Harry. Why not buy them some gadgets from the wizarding world?" Ernie patted the boy on the shoulder and gave him an idea.

"Absolutely not, they'll kill me." As soon as Ernie finished speaking, Harry screamed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

But then the boy realized that his behavior was a little disrespectful, and began to explain in a slow voice.

"My aunt's family, how to put it, they refuse to accept things that they think are abnormal, especially anything related to wizards."

"How do you know if you don't try it? I don't think your cousin would say no to a moving chocolate frog."

Hearing this, Harry nodded subconsciously. He seemed to have seen a little chubby jumping up and down in the house on Privet Drive, trying to catch the chocolate frog from the window.

It seems to be a bit messed up.

"And what housewife can resist a magic rag that doesn't need to be rinsed to remove even the toughest grease?"

Harry's eyes lit up, and he felt that it made sense. He remembered that Aunt Petunia always complained that the oil stains were becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and the rags were very laborious to wash.

"I heard that your uncle is a little fat? How about a liver protection potion? Even if he doesn't like magic, he won't refuse to be healthy."

That's it!

After hearing Aini's words, Harry was very moved, it seemed very feasible, but...

"Candy and magic rags can be mailed by owl, but where can I buy the liver protection potion?" Harry was a little puzzled, he had never heard of this potion.

"Well, wait a minute." Aini took out a piece of paper and began to write and draw on it.

"The configuration of this potion is not difficult, and the ingredients are very common. You can ask Hagrid to go to Diagon Alley to bring you a copy, and I will refine it for you."

After calculating silently in his heart, Aini counted out 1750 pounds and handed it to Harry together with the list.

"Of course, if you use this money to pay for your summer vacation expenses, maybe your uncle and aunt will be happier."

In 1992, the average income in the UK was less than 1750 pounds, and [-] pounds was already a month's salary for ordinary people.

"Sorry, Ernie, I don't have that many Galleons right now." Counting the amount in pounds, Harry smiled awkwardly. After a school year passed, he only had dozens of Galleons left on hand.

"Ha, you don't think the exchange rate between galleons and pounds is 1:1, do you? It's only 10 galleons. I remember the last time I saw the price of gold was $349 an ounce, which is exactly what it is."

Aini touched his chin. At this time, the pound was still very strong, and the exchange rate with the US dollar exceeded 1:2.

He suddenly remembered that in the original timeline, the pound would experience a sharp drop in a few months. It seemed that Capet should convert the pound into dollars earlier.

After seeing Harry off, Ernie knocked on the door of the Potions Professor's office.

"Sev, I'm going to Africa first after the holiday, together?" Ernie regretted coming to Snape, perhaps to catch up with the schedule, there are 18 crucibles here, gurgling bubbles of different colors Soak, the various flavors are mixed with each other, it is too good.

"Capet was there to discuss matters related to the purchase of the Rune Snake. The local Ministry of Magic is just a decoration, and all resources are in the hands of the tribe, so the current progress is not ideal."

"I need to rush to make a batch of potions, and Edinburgh will meet in 10 days." Snape squeezed out a handful of beetle eyeballs and sprinkled them into the two cauldrons at his side. The strange taste in the middle has increased again.

"Okay, it's settled like this." Aini replied absent-mindedly, he was thinking about another thing now.

"Speak up if you have something to say." Snape adjusted his temper again, walked back to the sofa and said to Aini.

"Sev, after the clone is successful, how do you plan to arrange her?" Even in the magic world, resurrection from the dead is a taboo.

"I don't know. I don't know if she remembers me, and I don't know if she can still use magic." A look of confusion flashed across Snape's face. He once thought that hurting Lily was the biggest mistake in his life .

After telling Voldemort about Trelawney's language, when he learned that Voldemort's target was Lily's child, Snape thought this was the biggest mistake he made.

And when he cried bitterly while hugging Lily's cold body, he thought that his biggest mistake was trusting Dumbledore. If he didn't trust Dumbledore's promise so much and contacted Lily in time, maybe she would be able to survive.

But when there was a chance to make amends, Snape didn't know what to do.

"It's better to let her go to Emma to help first." Aini thinks that there is a high probability that Lily's clone will not have magical talent, and it is a good choice to arrange it in the chamber of commerce.

"Let's talk about it after it succeeds. After all, it's the first time. There are too many things we can't predict." Snape handed Ernie a small bottle, motioning him to open it and smell it.

After Aini did so, he suddenly found that the bad smell around him became less unbearable.

"What's its name? It's an amazing invention. If it had been available last year, Quirrell's smell wouldn't be so terrible." Taking another sniff, Ernie screwed on the stopper and handed the vial back to Snape.

"Keep it, it's not troublesome to configure." Snape blocked the bottle he handed over, "Oh, I call it a deodorant."

Ernie shrugged, he was used to Snape developing one or two new potions from time to time.

It has to be said that the professors of some elective courses at Hogwarts are indeed unreliable, but all the wizards who can become the head of a house have real materials.

Needless to say, Snape is a well-deserved master of potions, even in the world, he is also a top master.

Professor Flitwick has not only mastered a large number of spells, but also has a unique style in the use of spells. Being able to win the championship in the duel competition is a good indication of the problem.

Professor Sprout looks rustic, with either the fragrance of earth on his body, or the smell of dragon dung, but Aini alone knows that in the Hogwarts greenhouse, there are 7 kinds of things that the outside world declares to be impossible. Farmed plants.

Professor McGonagall's achievements in Transfiguration are obvious to all. Not only did he often publish papers on "Transfiguration Today", he was also one of the only seven people who registered Animagus in the 20th century. He likes to turn into a kitten when he is free bask in the sun.