Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"Good morning, Mr. Irwin, we can leave for Diagon Alley." Professor McGonagall visited again the next morning.

"Wait a moment, Professor McGonagall, I have something to ask." Mr. Barris said aloud.

"Please tell me."

"I would like to know if the British pound can also be used in the wizarding world? If not, is there a way to exchange currency?" Mr. Bartlett asked directly to the point.

"A very important question, Mr. Margrave. There is a bank in the wizarding world, Gringotts, where you can exchange money. It is the same as the banks in the ordinary world! But the exchange rate is five pounds to one caron, and it is limited. Forehead."

"That's it, how much money does Aiwen need to use it?"

"Almost two hundred galleons are enough for the freshman year. After all, there is no need to leave the castle."

"Hmm~ Does Gringotts accept gold, jewelry, etc.?"

"Received it, do you want to..." Professor McGonagall was confused.

"I'm sorry, my family doesn't have the habit of putting children in poverty. Since there is a currency limit, let's go to the hard currency bank." After saying that, Mr. Bartlett asked Professor McGonagall to wait, and he left quickly.

"Professor McGonagall, can we only bring cats, toads and owls as pets into the school?" Seeing his father leave, Alvin also asked.

"There are no necessary species requirements for that. Those three are just basic pet choices. They are sold in Diagon Alley, but you can also bring other pets, provided you can take good care of them."

"I understand, thank you, Professor McGonagall."

At this time, Bartlett also came back, with a small trolley suitcase in his hand. Seeing that everything was ready this time, Professor McGonagall took them to their destination, the Leaky Cauldron.

"Is this the entrance? Why don't I see anything?"

The Bartletts looked at the busy street. Professor McGonagall led them to a stop in the middle of a bookstore and a record store.

"This place is under a spell. You can see it by asking Mr. Irvine to hold your hand."

Sure enough, the moment they took their son's hand, they saw a somewhat shabby small bar squeezed out between the two stores.

"Oh ~ amazing magic."

When they pushed the door open and walked in, the family of three frowned at the smell that greeted them. The smell was really not pleasant.

However, Professor McGonagall was indeed used to it. There were more than a dozen broken tables covered with oil stains in the room, and wizards in various clothes and shapes raised their glasses in respect to Professor McGonagall, and then continued drinking and talking.

It’s just a new student, nothing to make a fuss about.

After saying hello to Tom, the shiny-faced boss, Professor McGonagall took them to the bar patio, which was actually a dead end with a trash can.

"Mr. Irwin, please remember, if you want to go to Diagon Alley through the Leaky Cauldron, you only need to count three tiles up and two tiles to the right on the trash can, and tap lightly with your wand. Three times, like this~"

Following Professor McGonagall's movements, the magic was triggered, and the wall tiles in the dead end turned and receded on both sides, leaking out into the bustling Diagon Alley behind.

"Wow!" Bartlett and his wife were shocked.

Alvin also made a shocked expression in cooperation, which made Professor McGonagall very satisfied. This is right, this is how children should behave! Then lead the way to Gringotts.

When Ivan, who was walking at the end, passed by the trash can, he quietly moved the position of the trash can with his foot and then quickly retracted to follow.

He had wanted to do this for a long time. He wanted to know if the wizards could not find Diagon Alley without leaving this trash can.

He is just a curious baby, what can be wrong? o(〃‘▽‘〃)o

……

"Huh? Where's Diagon Alley?" (°ー°〃)???

Not long after Ivan and his party left, a new wizard came here, but he followed his usual habit of knocking on the wall bricks, but there was no movement at all~

He did it again in disbelief, but Diagon Alley still didn't appear.

"Huh? That's strange! The magic failed?" The wizard was confused.

"Hey, man, what are you doing?" At this time, another wizard came over and asked curiously.

"Oh, I don't know what's wrong. The door to Diagon Alley can't be opened. Why don't you try."

But what confused them was that the wizard couldn't open it either.

"Tom! Come on, the door to Diagon Alley is broken!" The two had no choice but to call their boss Tom to come forward.

It was his voice that attracted all the drinkers in the bar to watch the fun.

However, none of these wizards, who are hundreds of years old in total, have found a way to open Diagon Alley! Their usual habits make them rely too much on that cute trash can.

But their habit was broken when the trash can was kicked by a cute-looking naughty kid.

Just like this, a large circle of wizards nestled in the small patio, knocking bricks one by one, trying to find that familiar stepping stone~

Until a tall, thin man dressed in black robes, with greasy hair and a gloomy face walked over.

Snape was absolutely speechless to this group of idiots who were so drunk that they could hardly distinguish north from south! He pulled out his magic wand to push aside the crowd and hit the magic brick.

The door opened~ The wizards cheered, completely unaware of Snape's dark expression.

"Thank you so much, Snape." Tom thanked him excitedly.

"You're welcome Tom, I hope you remember which brick I just knocked, otherwise the next time a wizard moves the location of the trash can, you won't be able to find it." After saying that, he shook his black robe and said, Professor Snape left heartlessly.

He didn't want to see these idiots for another second...

Professor McGonagall had no idea that Alvin, whom she thought was very well-behaved, had secretly done something bad.

Gringotts——

The first door of Gringotts is a shiny bronze door. Goblin guards in scarlet and gold uniforms stand at the door, bowing to customers when they come.

The second door is silver, with the following words engraved on it:

Come in, stranger, but beware, what will happen if you are greedy!

Asking blindly and getting something for nothing will be punished severely!

So if you try to take from our underground vaults a treasure that was never yours, you thief, you have been warned, beware not of treasure but of evil.

After passing through the second silver door and entering the spacious marble hall, about a hundred goblins sat behind the long counter and scribbled entries in the large ledger. Some use scales to weigh coins, while others use eyepieces to detect gems.

"It seems that the preparations are correct." Mr. Bartlett muttered quietly.

"Hello, I need to exchange some galleons." Professor McGonagall did not step forward, but asked the Margrave family to go and handle it themselves.

Unlike Harry, Ivan doesn't have a guardian and needs Hagrid's help. If there is a guardian, the goblin will handle this kind of thing.

"It's a little Muggle wizard again, okay, how much do you need to exchange?" The goblin's attitude was very bad. Although goblins are all bad, being so straightforward still aroused Ivan's dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, can you exchange any amount you want! Then exchange it for one million for me. My family is not short of money." Ivan crossed his arms across his chest and looked coldly at this goblin who looked like a moldy potato.

"No! It can't be that much. Each Muggle-born wizard can exchange up to 200 Galleons. Gringotts is not a Muggle charity." The goblin was a little anxious, one million! How dare you say it!

(The original work did not explicitly state this, but it is basically acquiesced in the fandom, so I followed it, but I added a hundred. After all, other fans said it was a hundred galleons, but the information I found showed that, One hundred seems not enough for freshmen to go to school, let alone one year of living expenses.)

"Haha, innocent child, the wizarding world does not need so much useless Muggle currency. Those ink-covered papers have nothing to do with great magic!"

An arrogant voice sounded, and a tall man with luxurious clothes, long platinum hair, but a face as pale as a kidney, walked to the next door with a small platinum carrot head.

After hearing Ai Wen's words, he laughed out loud.

None other than the famous Malfoy and his son~

Alvin didn't expect to see the father and son here. He thought he would not meet them until school started.

But this arrogant look is really annoying. Look at Malfoy's round little head, it's almost lifted to the sky.

"Get me five hundred galleons."

"Okay, distinguished Mr. Malfoy." The goblin at the counter next door said respectfully. He was very good at meeting people and placing dishes.

"Really, since we don't accept those banknotes, how about these! If we don't accept them, it's hard not to doubt Gringotts' economic strength."

Mr. Bartlett's voice came from behind Alvin, but this time his tone was no longer polite, but arrogant and strong.

this moment! The leader of an ancient family and the prestige of a business tycoon are clearly displayed.

pat~

The box that Bartlett brought was heavily placed on the counter. When the box was opened, half of it was filled with golden gold bricks, and the other half was filled with gems that were as big as pigeon eggs, white, red, blue, etc. ~

And the quality is excellent.

Although the Margrave family has lost its former glory in the new century, it is a family with ancient and modern influence. It has been inherited for a long time, and its strength is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

A whole box of treasures attracted the goblins at the counter to poke their heads in. It wasn't that they had never seen it before, but the greed in their bones made them unable to help themselves.

Even Malfoy and his son were shocked! Although the Malfoy family is very rich, since that person failed and paid a lot of money to escape, the family has become more careful.

Nowadays, a Muggle actually displays such a huge wealth arrogantly, which makes Lucius's proud heart feel a little uncomfortable~

Once upon a time, he was also a person who spent money without blinking an eye and without keeping accounts...

But what Ivan and his son were thinking was that Mr. Bartlett was pretending to be good, but if he dropped such heavy gold jewelry on the counter, would anything happen to his arms?

Alvin was not surprised by his father's generosity, because on his fifth birthday, his grandfather, the head of the Margrave family, built him a small castle with gold bars for him to play with.

Even though gold is very valuable, an ancient family like Margrave still has a large inventory in its private treasury. There is never a shortage of this kind of hard currency in a big family, otherwise you would think where all the gold in history has gone!

It’s impossible for everything to be buried in the ground or disappear out of thin air~

[PS: Novel! novel! novel! Everything is just to round up the article! 】