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Han Zifeng thought about it, and since there was a 30% handling fee, he simply said: "Can you tell me how to get to Gringotts? I'll pay in gold Galleons."

Tom replied: "You can just pay 90 gold galleons."

Zifeng nodded. After entering the diagonal line, she asked: "How to get out?"

Tom: "Just walk out, just like the Leaky Cauldron." Zifeng nodded, and when he entered the diagonal line, he could see Gringotts, a house around him, and Zifeng strolled past it.

The money she had on her was exchanged for a total of 4100 gold galleons. Zifeng calmly opened an account, deposited 4000 gold galleons, and used the rest.

She asked the goblin Griphook: "Oh, goblin, what would be a better name? Sir?"

Griphook replied: "Little wizard, you can call me Mr. Griphook."

Zifeng nodded and said: "Oh, okay, Mr. Griphook, I heard from Mr. Tom outside that Muggle coins can be exchanged for gold galleons in the long term, right?"

Griphook said disgustedly: "Exchanging Muggle currency for wizarding Galleons, oh, bad business. But, yes, long-term exchange."

Zifeng nodded: "Yeah, I have to work harder to make money and support myself. It costs a thousand gold galleons to be conservative, right?"

Griphook: "Little wizard, did you calculate an extra zero?"

Zifeng questioned: "Is one hundred galleons a year really enough? Doesn't it cost money for food and accommodation?"

Griphook: "So, you are a little wizard from a Muggle family? Except for the necessary supplements of books and materials, food and accommodation at Hogwarts are free." Zifeng was stunned in silence, thinking about it, hmm, this statement doesn't seem to work. The question is said.

She asked again: "Oh, like this, it seems I don't have to worry about making money. Haha, hahaha." All the fairies were speechless.

After thanking Griphook, she returned to the Leaky Cauldron and gave Tom 95 gold galleons directly. However, she was a girl and her food requirements were relatively high: "Bread, jam, butter, and drinks. Please bring it every morning." I have food ready for the day and I go back to sleep at night.”

Tom was curious: "Is it okay if you go out for the day? Wizards can't do magic to Muggles."

Zifeng replied calmly: "Oh, I have been living with Muggles. I just perform in the square and make money to support myself. Even if I use magic, they won't notice it. It's okay, it's okay."

They were curious: "I'm curious about using magic to avoid being discovered."

Zifeng yawned and said: "Tomorrow morning, if you have many customers here, I should still be able to earn some wizard coins."

The next day, Zifeng did not show up early in the morning. She waited until the Leaky Cauldron started to get people in before she appeared in the bar. She took out her flute and her hat. She swung her hat forward and started to play. flute.

Not to mention, those who can hang out in bars all have spare money, or they must pretend to have spare money. After the song ends, Zifeng looks at it, eh, eh, not bad, there are more than two galleons here and there. Some look.

They felt a little speechless, and Zifeng muttered: "Oh, I can definitely perform in Diagon Alley!" Although it was not July yet, there were usually many people in Diagon Alley. She turned around and asked Tom: "Oh, Mr. Tom, does Diagon Alley support busking? How much does it cost to rent a shop? Also, is there a place to buy house elves?"

Tom replied: "The elf in Bock's Magic Shop in Knockturn Alley should be more suitable for you."

Zifeng nodded. Where is Knockturn Alley? She suddenly asked: "Diagon Alley, you can use magic in Knockturn Alley, right?"

Tom: "You need a wand!"

Zifeng: "If the majestic dark wizards and Death Eaters can't even defeat children without wands, their boss will be too embarrassed to take revenge, right? What a shame for wizards!"

Everyone in the bar was silent, and Zifeng happily ran to Knockturn Alley to find the house elf. Seeing those guys with long ears and big eyes, some of the elves here have brand new ones, and some are only at the baby level.

She asked Burke: "Oh, Mr. Burke, these young house elves, can they cook? Desserts, tea, staple food."

Bock looked at some of the younger ones and said, "Ahem, we need to give them enough cooking books."

Zifeng scratched his head and thought about it and said: "I need someone who can start work immediately, at least with local food, who won't bother me, and who is obedient and loyal enough, at least I don't have to think about whether he will be stabbed in the back. .As a house elf, it seems that execution ability also needs to be assessed. I think my requirements are not too high, right? Not too high, right?"

Mr. Bock thought about it seriously and said, "It's not low, right?"

Zifeng couldn't help complaining: "So Mr. Bock's place is full of parallel imports, and none of them meet the requirements?"

Mr. Bock asked: "Are you mixed race?"

Zifeng said calmly: "Um, I don't know. Strictly speaking, my name is chosen randomly by myself. I don't even know the serious name. I grew up in an orphanage."

Mr. Bock was speechless. He took a deep breath and asked: "So, what do you do as a buyer to raise an elf? Do you have money?"

Zifeng asked weakly: "How many Galleons is one?"

Bock pointed to the sign next to him and said: "One thousand gold galleons, pick whatever you want."

Zifeng nodded and said, "I can afford it. It's a permanent use right, right?"

Bock: "As long as you don't give them clothes."

Zifeng raised her hand and asked: "Oh, then if I dislike them being dirty and buy them new clothes just to dress them up, will they run away with confidence?" This question is very serious.

Bock replied seriously: "Oh, little wizard, you need to clarify this issue with your elf. After all, it is acceptable to reward the elf."

Zifeng nodded, Bock thought about it, handed over a house elf in new clothes and said: "The owner of this child is bankrupt, and it fully meets your considerations. Every house elf is very loyal to his master. of."

Zifeng demanded: "No, no, no, Mr. Bock, believe me, there are bad people in people, and there are elves who are born to want to let themselves go. Do you mind if I check this elf?"

Bock: "That day."

Zifeng pressed her head on the elf's head and felt it. This guy was similar to what Bock said. It was because the owner couldn't raise the elf. And there is no moral problem with this child.

Zifeng nodded and said, "Okay, that's her." After a moment of silence, she said, "Oh, Mr. Bock, if I get some, forget it, if I succeed in killing the magical creature, will you be responsible for collecting the body? They are sold whole. That kind of thing.”