The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

The Prophet sold well and gave Rita a gold bracelet on her wrist.

She successfully proved herself to the wizards outside, of course... just a certain function as a 'reporter', Rita Skeeter proudly admired her newspaper, pushing her glasses pretending to be elegant.

"Hmm...that's really difficult..." she muttered to herself.

In fact, Rita was curious at the beginning, plus a little bit of revenge for the haughty little girl 'Hermione Granger', but now it seems that the effect is beyond her expectation?

Originally, he only wanted to bully that 'proud lady' Granger, but now, he seemed to be unable to hold back.

'Write?Do not write?But... this is breaking news...'

Rita looked carefully at the Leaky Cauldron. Maybe it was a hot business, and Old Tom spent half the summer vacation decorating it from the inside to the outside with the Noldor decorations of Rivendell.

There are faint glowing writings on the wall, Sindarin: Imladris (Imladris), that is, 'the valley'.

After all... who doesn't like King Elrond in the middle of the drinking table.

As described in the book, this is the most desirable place in Diagon Alley, a symbol of happiness and warmth, where travelers can think and rest, or have an exciting battle.

The bar is so busy that Mrs Abbott often comes out to help.

"Oh...how much more can we keep this year?" Old Tom twisted his sore waist, "Damn it, I hope my daughter can live better in the future, at least she can move out of here..."

"Probably more than 400 Galleons, this year?" Mrs. Aibo thought about her daughter carefully. Since the second grade, she has bought textbooks and materials by herself, but she did not say these things.

Rita's ears twitched, her eerie golden-white curls flicked, and she put back the jeweled glasses that dangled around her neck.

She was always like this, habitually inquiring about various road news, Rita was completely integrated into the Leaky Cauldron.

"Ahhh! Let's not talk about this...at least we can earn something else..." Old Tom seemed to be complaining casually, and he divided part of the money he had sorted out, like throwing away garbage , Throwing it into the cabinet next to it.

"When will the new book arrive?" The wizard rushed to the front desk of the bar in a panic.

"Right now! Do I think I look like a delivery man?" Old Tom stroked his bald, walnut-like head.

Rita, who was rarely recognized by others, asked in a low voice: "Excuse me~ book? That's not Lihen Bookstore...I mean, isn't this a bar?"

"Haha... Ms., don't you know?" The drunken wizard moved closer to Rita's side, leaning against the desk to block old Tom's sight, ""New Potions" is the cheapest book now ...."

"Ah, yes, I've heard of it, but what does it have to do with the Leaky Cauldron?" She thought for a while, and the connection between her childhood sweetheart and the bar was blank.

"Why do you think it's so cheap... It is said that in Muggle hands, a book costs no more than two Knuts (standard newspaper price)...Look! Come on! What did I say...you can grab it today !"

Suddenly the door was opened. Old Tom pushed away the crowd and hurried to the door. The first person to come in was a Muggle in a suit and leather shoes. He politely handed over the affairs and then observed the bar curiously.

Chester King took on everything that had to do with magic while Hermione and Granger were at school.

He was very curious about this bar that couldn't be found on the map. Every time at a certain time, it appeared on the street almost out of thin air, but others couldn't notice it, as if it had always existed here.

"Why are you still standing there in a daze! Come and help!" Old Tom pulled his throat and called to a few stronger wizards, "Come and help move things!"

Then he returned immediately, grabbed a handful of Muggle paper money, stuffed it into his hand and said, "This is what... yes! Tip! Don't gossip...you understand"

"I'm not...forget it..."

Jin took the pile of crumpled pounds with a smile on his face. It was not known how long ago, some little wizard parents left it.

As Cyrus said, chess, step by step, slowly, the wizarding world can obviously start from the changed Leaky Cauldron, just so that wizards will not resist.

"New Potions" is a skill and a labor force. Wizards have mastered the extruded potion making skills through cheaper and easier-to-understand textbooks, but the books are made by Muggles...

This seemingly distorted relationship in the wizarding world has actually greatly improved the stereotype of wizards against Muggles.

"Did you know? It's unimaginable that they can print thousands of books in one night..." The wizard showed off to the blond girl, but didn't notice Rita's small eyes.

"Is there any difference?" Rita subconsciously wanted to grab the crocodile leather satchel, but after looking at the environment she was in, she finally stopped thinking, "The textbook materials are very cheap?"

"No, there is no difference....it's all the same paper!"

The gap between Nat and Gallon was not as simple as 'gui'. Rita leaned back slightly, perhaps because of the alcohol smell on the wizard's body, which made her hold her breath.

"So...these...are..." she asked cautiously, "the... two students at Hogwarts?"

"Yes! That's right! Thank you, Merlin... Do you know how much a book costs? Five Galleons! A whole five Galleons! If you want to buy a whole book, it will be more than twenty Galleons!"

The wizard waved his five fingers excitedly in front of her. There are many professional books, which are a bit of a luxury for ordinary wizards.

The maddeningly unique currency system of Galleons is independent and separate from the world trade system, and the purchasing power of each Galleon is very strong.

For example, in 1993, the Weasley family won the "Daily Prophet" lottery prize. Just 700 Galleons were enough for the whole family to travel to Egypt during the summer vacation, and they also saved a small sum.

"Well... then the Leaky Cauldron is... now the passage"

"That's right! Everyone knows, ma'am... Although the Ministry of Magic refuses to recognize these books, they are nothing more than too cheap. I hope I will keep one this time. I get off work too late every time." "

Rita's sensitive nose smelled the familiar smell again, the Ministry of Magic... seemed to be good news again.

Perhaps he complained too loudly, so that the wizards who commanded the stone chess around felt a little bit of the same hatred, and almost all of them complained about the expensive books.

"Hey, don't worry, later, don't we have cheap spells...theories...that?" another wizard said, "or like in "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi", all Integrate!"

"Thousands of Miraculous Herbs and Mushrooms" in herbalism is a comprehensive book, that is, a complete collection of plant knowledge that the entire Hogwarts students in grades one to seven will use. It is so thick that it can kill a person.

Is it expensive?Not expensive!Seven years add up to three Galleons...

Rita curiously opened a potion book collected by Old Tom. On the blank space of the first page, there was a line in the middle: Thanks to the anonymous knowledge provider, this is the real hero~

"Alright, alright, the Muggles have already left... Help me deliver them to Lihen Bookstore! I'll treat him to a glass of brandy!!"

Old Tom's throat-wrenching yell startled Rita. She quickly stuffed the book back and rushed out with the crocodile leather satchel.

This is big news! !