Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

Now that the basilisk is solved, all we have to do is wait for the person with the diary to break into the bathroom again.

Gray put on his robe and prepared to deal with the remaining petrified wood.

He walked out of the castle and walked towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest, leaving a shallow groove on the fine powdery crystal snow.The Forbidden Forest looked as if it were enchanted, every tree shone with silver, and Hagrid's hut looked like a cake with frosting.

Gray found the pieces of petrified wood hidden in the Forbidden Forest, waved his wand, cut them into almost the same size, and put them piece by piece into his deformed lizard skin bag.

Suddenly, he noticed someone around him, stood up suddenly, and came to take out his wand.

"Look, who did you meet? Professor Morris." It was a woman's voice.

Gray looked in the direction of the sound. Not far away, the person was leaning on a big tree, tilting her head to look at Gray. In the dark and cold depths of the forbidden forest, her blond hair seemed incompatible with the surrounding environment.

"Weisman?" Gray walked in some.

"Correct answer." Claire chuckled, "It's better than I expected. At least you still remember me. Maybe you can change the title and call me Claire?"

"What are you doing here?" Gray did not put down the wand in his hand.

"Dumbledore sent me a letter, hoping that I would bring back some mandrakes and help Professor Sprout take care of them to maturity." Claire tilted her head and squinted at the wand pointed at her. "So, can you put your wand down now?"

"What does this have to do with your coming to the Forbidden Forest? This reason is very unconvincing." He put his wand back into his pocket.

"I wanted to say hello to my old classmate." Claire came over, "But as soon as I walked out of the greenhouse, I saw you strutting into the Forbidden Forest, so I followed you."

"Say hello to my old classmate? Are you going to sell me those hearsay rumors again? And tell Gwenog Jones that I am in the Forbidden Forest?" Gray said angrily.

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When Claire was in school, she was very well-informed, from the daily trivial matters of the professors to the small stories that happened in the lounges of each college and even the small gossips among the students. There was nothing that she could not inquire about, and she was often subjected to People are commissioned to provide information to earn some pocket money.

This was also the reason why Gray was unwilling to get too close to her at that time, as he might be betrayed at some point.

On Valentine's Day in fourth grade, he hid from a senior sister, Gwenog Jones, who was three years older than him. The senior sister kept pursuing him and made him embarrassed. In the end, Claire exposed his whereabouts, and Gray was arrested. The senior sister pestered her for nearly two hours.

But Tonks thought it was nothing: "Oh - look, aren't you fine now? Gwenog didn't do anything to you. And how could Claire betray a friend? Right? After all, this time is nothing. The important thing is, Gwenog just wanted to send you a greeting card on Valentine's Day! But she couldn't find you, so Claire sympathized with her, so she told her about you hiding in the North Tower. Who told her what? Do you all know? She even knows where you are hiding, and it seems that you haven't been very successful in hiding."

"She sympathizes with Gwenog Jones? Who sympathizes with me?"

Because of this incident, Gray was in a bad mood that day, and he didn't want to get too close to Claire.

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"You still remember what happened on Valentine's Day?" Claire said with a smile, "I didn't expect to leave such a big 'psychological trauma' on you."

Gray glanced at her, not wanting to answer, and squatted down to put the remaining pieces of petrified wood into the bag.

"What is this?" Claire bent down.

"I won't tell you to prevent you from selling me out again." Gray said expressionlessly.

Gray stood up, weighed the deformed lizard skin bag, and it immediately shrank to the size of a palm. He stuffed it into his robe and walked towards the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest, followed by Claire.

She heard the resentment in Gray's words: "Okay, okay, I can provide you with some information this time, if you have anything to ask. Now the whole of Europe knows that British wizard education has an additional subject called spar. After taking the course, crystal stones have begun to circulate in the market. I can help you find out each merchant's stone purchase channels. You should be very interested, right? I heard that crystal scholars are all collectors..."

"Oh, you still need money, right? As before, as long as the money is enough, you can get first-hand information? You are so smart, and now you have to catch me to start doing business."

"Of course, no one has trouble with money." Claire's tone was very brisk, "But this time it's free, just think of me as eliminating the 'grievance' between us."

Gray smiled sarcastically. Claire really had trouble with money. She always lost money inexplicably in her daily life.

"You really know everything?"

"At least I know someone is holed up in the North Tower on Valentine's Day."

"Then I would like to ask you, do you know about a book called "The Secret"? Or something related to Elixir's yeast?"

Claire was stunned for a moment: "I haven't heard of this... but I can ask others for you, and I will tell you if there is any news in the future."

"I didn't expect you to know." It was Gray's expected result that Claire had not heard of these terms, but he did not forget to ridicule.

He saw Claire roll her eyes.

"Then let me ask you again, do you know the news from the goblins? About Gringotts?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"If I enter Gringotts to withdraw money on my behalf, what proof is needed?"

Claire immediately reached out her hand.

"You want money?!" Gray looked at her in surprise, "Didn't you say it's free?"

"The free number of times has been exhausted. That time you asked the last question."

"Talk about money hurts feelings." Gray said casually.

"No - no - talking about money is the least hurtful thing." Claire looked slightly satisfied, "Because we have known each other for many years, the price this time is still the same, just like when we were in school."

Finally, Gray reluctantly took out a gold galleons and gave it to her: "Rather than saying that you are an editor now, it is better to say that you are a businessman. You are really obsessed with money."

"Don't worry, I will always pay attention to the last question you asked." Claire smiled slightly and took the money, "Gringotts... the method of withdrawing money seems to be changing all the time. Sometimes customers need to provide the key to the vault. , sometimes you need to provide proof of identity. Generally, there is no problem if you go with a golden key, and the goblins will not stop you. But when it comes to some big family's vaults, providing the key has no effect. Those deep vaults require goblins to touch the vault door. It can be opened, and the goblins will only agree if the owner of the vault himself comes."

Gray sighed. If he captured Wormtail next year, Voldemort could not be resurrected in time, and Bellatrix would still be imprisoned in Azkaban, then the Horcrux sealed in the vault would always be a hidden danger. He needed to do it as soon as possible. Think of a solution.

"Do you remember the Gringotts robbery last year?"

"Remember, it was written in the Daily Prophet that 'someone tried to rob a highly protected underground vault'. What happened? Are you trying to rob Gringotts?" Claire joked.

"I did have this idea."

"It is indeed a naive idea." Claire Dangre said as if he was joking.

The weather was cold and the wind was biting. They walked to the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest. Smoke was already rising from Hagrid's hut. The sky was no longer blocked by trees as before, and Gray felt sporadic snowflakes falling on their faces.

An owl circled in the sky, then landed in front of Gray, shaking the snow from its wings.Gray found a package on its leg.

"Sent to you?" Gray asked.

"I didn't order anything." Claire didn't mean to step forward.

He stepped forward and took the package down, and the owl immediately flew away.

"It looks like it's not the school owl. It flew in the opposite direction of the owl loft." Claire looked up at the owl that was going away.

Gray picked up the package. It was a bit heavy and hard. He opened it directly and found several dark brown stones inside.

"What is this? Is it the crystal you ordered?" Claire asked with interest.

"No." Gray picked up a piece and looked around, "I have never ordered onyx..."

He picked up the package and checked it inside and out. There was no signature. It was an anonymous package.

"However, I can probably guess who sent it."