The people around him were eager to try, but Sun Zhu remained calm.

I wonder what Dumbledore and the others were thinking. Who are they trying to attract by putting a fake thing here?

The Lestranges should still be in Azkaban now. Who else would know that there is a fragment of Voldemort's soul on the golden cup?

"What are you thinking about?" Cedric noticed her unusual expression and guessed, "Is this also part of your plan?"

"Don't think I'm that great. What I know and what I can do are only a little bit." She made a gesture with her thumb and index finger, and then smiled and said, "But what I can be sure of now is that the person who bought this gold cup tonight must have been a sucker, huh."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard Karina exclaim: "Wow, Ms. Bulstrode made an offer, 20,000 gold galleons?!"

The starting price of this gold cup was 10,000 gold galleons, but Ms. Bulstrode doubled the price. Fina, is your family so rich? Sirius might not be able to pay this price so readily.

And what practical use does the gold cup have? The sword of Gryffindor can be used to kill the basilisk, but the sword of the Badger family is not a weapon but a cutlery!

Of course, it is unnecessary to care about the practical value of something that can be called a cultural relic. But it is fake!

Sun Zhu looked at Cedric awkwardly and stammered, "Um, I mean...how could this happen..."

"According to your opinion, can we...go and give them a reminder?" He was very kind and didn't say much, just signaled with his eyes.

The local tycoons around were obviously stunned. In fact, considering their wealth, anyone could afford this price, but the difference was that some people's coffers had been drained of other treasures before, but Wilhelmina... this was her first time making a move.

Even if you have money, you shouldn't waste it like this!

Based on the principle of not sitting back and watching his own people get cheated, Sun Zhu quickly pulled Fina's sleeve and woke her up from her sleep.

"Hurry up and make your aunt stop! That cup...is not worth it!"

Fina rubbed her eyes, looked at the stage dazedly, and muttered, "It's finally here."

"Ah?" Sun Zhu was a little anxious and said in a low voice, "Listen, go over and tell her now that if there are still people bidding later, don't follow suit. This cup... is fake."

"Ah..." Fina glanced at her and seemed still confused.

"Forget it." Sun Zhu simply stood up, thinking about how to remind Aunt Borsted without attracting attention, but was pulled back by Fina.

"Why are you so anxious? No one can persuade my aunt to change her mind once she has made a decision." She said faintly, "She called me over as soon as I arrived. She said she wanted to give me a birthday present and told me to listen to her so she could worry less."

"Birthday present? Take this?!" Sun Zhu was confused. "But didn't your birthday pass a long time ago? And this is too expensive!"

A birthday gift nine months in advance? Even if the gold cup is real, what use is it to Fina?

A financial product that might increase in value? A collection that you can show off? But it is more likely that because it is too conspicuous, it will be targeted by Death Eaters and bring disaster.

Sun Zhu sighed, hoping that a rich man would come down from the sky to stop the head of the Bostde family from using his ultimate move.

"Twenty-one thousand gold Galleons." A familiar voice came.

Sun Zhu and the other two turned their heads at the same time and saw Lucius with long light blonde hair, deep eyes, tightly pursed lips, and a cold aura.

Okay, okay, Master Malfoy, if you can intercept me, I will really treat you as a comrade from now on!

Sun Zhu cast an earnest gaze at him, and he noticed it immediately. He immediately changed his position as if avoiding the plague, leaving her with a cold back of his head.

She touched her nose, and before she could say anything, she heard Aunt Wilhelmina say calmly, "Thirty thousand."

Fina shrugged, as if saying, "You see, she is just so willful." This gave Sun Zhu a new understanding of the wealth level of the Boster family.

…My dad has worked so hard at the Ministry of Magic for so many years, and he may have just earned this much.

Having a business at home is indeed much better than getting a fixed salary, even if it is in a very good unit.

Sun Zhu shook his head, supported his chin with both hands, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"It seems that the golden cup can only end up in the hands of the Bourse or Malfoy family. Even if the other family heads have the energy to do so, they will not want to snatch it from them." Cedric leaned closer and said, "But, Zhu, how did you confirm the authenticity of the golden cup?"

"Hmm..." She sighed when she didn't hear Lucius offer again, "Because I know where the real thing is, so..."

"Perhaps, they put a fake one here as a backup just to prevent any accidents." He whispered, "Once the buyer takes the bid, the real gold cup will naturally be delivered."

"No." Sun Zhu shook his head, "The real gold cup will not be used for this kind of transaction."

The fragment of Voldemort's soul attached to it has not been destroyed yet because no effective means can be found for the time being.

The venom that she had applied to the darts herself was dissolved along with the diary, so it could only be considered a disposable prop.

And as far as she knew, after Dumbledore got the golden cup, he did not easily try to eliminate the soul fragments on it. After all, the process of eliminating the diary fragments was not very smooth.

But he couldn't just let the tiger go back to the mountains like that. This fake gold cup might be used to... cheat people out of money?

She held her forehead with her hand helplessly, truly confused as to when she had started to easily question the principal's sentiments.

"Thirty-five thousand." Lucius's gritting teeth voice came again.

Good comrade!

Sun Zhu cheered up again.

"Forty thousand." Still an integer, still understated.

Sun Zhu lowered his head again.

Cedric couldn't help but chuckle: "Zhu, you..."

Sun Zhu glared at him fiercely: "You don't understand my simple view of money and values...what's so funny?"

"I just think you're cute like this."

"…I'll beat you up if you laugh again!"

Someone came forward shamelessly and said, "You can use a little more force."

Sun Zhu slapped him in the face, and then heard Bagman's joyful voice: "Congratulations to Ms. Wilhelmina Bulstrode for finally winning the Hufflepuff gold cup, the heirloom of the founder of Hogwarts, through bidding."

Sun Zhu was stunned for a moment, and his warm breath brushed against her palm, and her ears were comforted as always: "Don't worry, maybe Ms. Bulstrode has other plans."

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like