The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

In front of you is a long cobblestone street lined with all kinds of quirky and exciting shops.

The Muggle trio, Anthony, Harry, and Mr. Bond all looked curiously at the products displayed behind the glass.

"Hagrid, I...I can't afford anything. I have no money."

The magical magic props fascinated Harry's eyes, and the cold wind blew and woke him up again.Harry lowered his head in embarrassment and sadness.

He doesn't have a penny.

"Where is all your money?" Hagrid said, pointing to a white building in front of him.

Anthony also looked around. At the end of the bustling crowd, there stood a snow-white marble building. It was very conspicuous among the shops in Diagon Alley. What was shocking was that this building was crooked and looked like a dangerous building. .

He was sure that normal Muggles would never enter such a building without the guidance of a wizard.

But this is a magical world after all. Maybe the joint between the masonry and stone is not cement but magic?

who knows.

The gate of Gringotts Bank faces Diagon Alley. Although this long cobblestone street is strange, it is not very long.Everyone arrived at its door in just a few steps.

At the foot is a white stone staircase leading to two shiny bronze doors. Next to the doors stands a goblin wearing a scarlet and gold uniform.Bow as they enter.

However, the two wizard gentlemen seemed to be very taboo about this kind of magical creature. They pulled the young wizards quickly through the second silver door and entered the spacious marble hall.

In the hall, there were about a hundred goblins sitting behind the long counter, some of them scribbling entries in the big ledger.Some use scales to weigh coins, while others use eyepieces to detect gems.

Mr. Bond's eyes kept passing over the goblins, and he took photos with a tiny camera hidden under a silver collar clip on his tie.

The high technology on his body was far more than that, but those electronic devices such as wireless headsets ceased to function as soon as he walked into the bar, and his ears were filled with noise.Now he only has this tiny camera left on him.

Although he didn't know if the camera was still working properly.

...

Unlike Harry, Anthony doesn't have any underground vaults.

After Professor McGonagall and Hagrid entered the marble hall, they separated and walked towards different counters.

"Hello, Mr. Anthony needs to exchange some gold galleons." Professor McGonagall walked towards a counter that was slightly more limited than other counters, and then looked at the goblin who was observing a ruby ​​through the eyepiece and said.

After hearing the sound, the old goblin with at least five inches of gray hair in his ears glanced lazily at the professor, then put down the gem in his hand, held the edge of the table with both hands, and leaned out. .

"Five pounds for a galleons." The old goblin looked at Anthony and said.

"Forehead..."

Anthony's heart sank, he had no money.

He looked back at Mr. Bond, who also understood. He immediately took out his wallet from his coat pocket, took out several hundred pounds and handed it over.

"Sir, I will pay back the money!" Anthony said.

"Your Highness, you don't have to worry about this little thing." Mr. Bond didn't care about the few hundred pounds at all. How could he care about that little money when he had an annual salary of tens of thousands.

However, this young prince seems to attach great importance to these small things, which may leave a good impression on the other party.Mr. Bond thought secretly.

"You don't need that much money." The goblin stretched out its thin hand and returned some of the pounds.

Then he took out a stack of gold galleons from the drawer under the counter, bent down and handed it to Anthony.

"Muggle money is only a symbolic charge." The old goblin continued.

Mr. Bond on the side glanced at the gold galleons in Anthony's hand. As a top agent, the identification of precious metals is a required course.

He recognized at a glance that the gold content of those gold coins was definitely not low.An exchange ratio of one to five is simply a waste of money.

"Are you thinking of exchanging a large amount of gold Galleons, and then going to the Muggle world to melt it into gold and make a huge fortune?" The old goblin instantly penetrated Mr. Bond's little thoughts.

Then he said with a strong mocking tone: "A little wizard of Muggle origin can only exchange fifty gold galleons a year. This is an allocation from the Hogwarts school board. Muggle money is useless here." Paper."

"Stop your petty thoughts, greedy Muggle!"

The goblin's sarcastic words made Professor McGonagall frown, and she said indifferently: "Let's go!"

"Ok!"

Anthony weighed the gold galleons in his hand. He didn't think the goblin's words were harsh, but he definitely made sense.

The wizard's money will definitely not be pegged to the pound. Otherwise, this small magical world will not be able to withstand it purely through financial means.

After all, London is a world-class financial city, and only those with crazy minds would compete with it in terms of financial means.

After leaving Gringotts, Anthony first followed Professor McGonagall to buy a wand.

Mr. Ollivander was very perceptive, and he could almost see through what was hidden under Anthony's steady posture at a glance.

He was not a tricky customer, and the first wand Mr. Ollivander gave him suited him perfectly.

Sycamore wood, unicorn hair staff heart, thirteen and one-half long.Nine gold galleons.

Then it’s time to buy books and school uniforms.

oh!By the way, he also bought a gray-white snowy owl. Different from Harry's one, his one had a few light red hairs on its head, making it very recognizable.Of course, the price was not cheap, it cost him seven gold galleons.

But Anthony was still very happy, and he decided to call the snowy owl Humphrey.

After shopping for more than an hour, Anthony finally bought everything on the attached page of the admission notice.

A total of 32 gold galleons were spent.

He and Mr. Bond spent the rest of the morning wandering around Diagon Alley. (candid photo...)

Professor McGonagall left very early.

Finally, near noon, he, Mr. Bond, uh... and Harry left the bar and returned to London.

As soon as they walked out of the Leaky Cauldron, they were surrounded by countless agents almost instantly, which shocked Harry.

The agents standing guard outside have completely searched the area, but have still found no trace of His Highness the Prince and Mr. Bond.

However, they did not leave, but continued to guard the neighborhood.

Until, a giant of nearly three meters appeared on the street together with His Highness and Mr. Bond.

Really, suddenly.

It was as if he turned his head to look elsewhere, and when he looked back, a few people suddenly appeared on the originally empty street.

Fortunately, under Mr. Bond's signal, they maintained great restraint and did not directly surround him.

The MI[-] agents are naturally very professional. They wear regular uniforms, work in twos and threes, and completely occupy the neighborhood in a matrix.