[HP] Silver Green Pride

Walking into Diagon Alley through the Leaky Cauldron, quite a few of the passing crowd fell on Severus and Angus at the entrance, with surprise in their eyes.

Severus seemed to ignore these gazes, and said coldly: "Follow!"

Walking, a tall white building came into view.

The shiny bronze door was guarded by short, ugly goblins, and Ange walked in after Severus.

On the second door, a few lines of text are engraved:

Come in, stranger, but be careful

What is the end of insatiable greed,

Blindly ask for, get for nothing

will be severely punished,

So if you want to take it from our underground vault

A treasure that was never yours,

Thief, you have been warned,

Be careful not to bring treasures, but evil rewards.

Ange raised his eyebrows slightly. This sentence...is it a warning or a reminder?

"Don't stand still!" Severus said lightly, and walked towards a counter.

A goblin stepped forward: "Dear Potion Master, I'm so glad to meet you, is there anything I can do for you?!"

"It's the little girl behind me who needs it." Severus said lightly, but Ange was a little puzzled by the peaceful attitude of this snake king. As far as she knew... this potion that seemed so stern and unapproachable Professor, don't you just open your mouth and shut your mouth or spray venom?The Snape she saw, although he was a bit cold and had a bad attitude, he didn't seem to... there is still a certain gap between real people and novels!

However, it is not ruled out that because of her surname and background...

The goblin glanced at An Ge, with a faint scrutiny in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Beautiful lady, please come here... Don't worry, there is no danger! Please reach out!" Which person has what kind of blood relationship with the owner of the No. [-] vault.

Ange went up calmly, staring at the goblin with black eyes. The goblin's fingertips touched Ange's eyes. For some reason, fear suddenly appeared in his eyes.

After a while, the goblin spoke, and the hoarse voice became even more unpleasant: "Oh! No. 513 Regulus Black's vault, he is your father, you are entitled to inherit his inheritance, please come with me, he is your father There are a lot of Galleons left behind!"

Did Regulus Black leave it to her... Ange nodded slightly, with unknown obscurity in her eyes. After a while, she asked lightly, "Can I exchange pounds or jewels for that Galleon here?" That one The inheritance left to her by her father who only had a short-term fate... She doesn't plan to use it for the time being.

The goblin said: "Of course, five pounds can be exchanged for one Galleon. How much do you want?"

After a moment of silence, Ange took off a bracelet in his hand. Its exquisite workmanship and shining luster showed its high value.

The goblin took a breath: "Honorable Miss Black, are you sure you want to exchange this for Galleons?"

Severus watched the scene indifferently, never having heard of the goblin's weird reaction.

Ange nodded lightly: "Yes, that's it." In the past, she often went on missions and got a lot of rewards, and after the death of the old Marquis, as his only adopted "granddaughter", As a matter of course, she inherited his title and all his inheritance, and now she is indeed extremely wealthy.

The old Marquis is dead, in the fire that she designed so well, that she started planning long ago...

However, the eight years of blood and darkness will not disappear with the death of that demon...

After quietly listening to the fairy's words, she learned that the value of this string of bracelets was about [-] Galleons, she thought about it and said, "Then please take out [-] Galleons in cash for me, and the others... no Do you know if you can open another vault?"

The goblin glanced at Ange and said, "Of course."

Walking out of Gringotts with a bag of Galleons in hand, Severus stared deeply at the undersized, innocent and lovely girl in front of him.

This child...is it worthy to be said that he is the descendant of that person?Although he was so young, he even lived in the Muggle world, and he didn't know anything about wizards, but he was calm and composed...even calm and indifferent.And the inadvertent elegance of her gestures is not at all like a girl living among ordinary Muggles... How could an ordinary girl carry such expensive jewelry with her?Thirty thousand Galleons... There are only a few wealthy aristocratic families in the British wizarding world who have such financial resources!

Ollivander, finely crafted wands since 380 BC

Looking at a line of text at the door of the dilapidated shop, Ange raised his eyebrows - B.C.?I can't tell that this dilapidated shop has such a long history!

Although he complained about the dilapidated shop door, Ange understood that this wand shop must have its own advantages if it can exist for such a long time.

Severus glanced at the shop, his eyes indifferent: "Go in and choose your wand!"

Ange nodded. After all, in the memories of her previous life, she learned from novels how important a high-fit wand is to a wizard, especially a little wizard.

"Oh! Professor Snape... I remember you. You visited my wand shop 20 years ago. I don't know why you came here today?" Ollivander went up to greet him and asked.

"Choose a wand for the freshman behind me." He said lightly, and glanced at Ange, "You choose it yourself."

"Okay." Angus nodded.

"Are you a freshman this year? Okay, come answer me, do you usually use your left hand or your right hand?"

"Both hands are equally flexible. Of course, people's habits make it so, and the right hand is used to it." An Ge replied. For wizards, choosing a wand is a very important thing, so she understands that in this regard, she should try her best to Don't hide it, and it's not a big secret to her.

"Oh? Is that so? So good... This one, twelve inches, yellow ash wood, horseman's hair, has a considerable bonus in divination."

Ange held it, and then the surroundings suddenly became dark and turned into a starry sky.

"Oh, this one doesn't suit you, change to this one, nine and two-thirds inches, unicorn horn, dragon scales." A silvery light.

"Neither this one... eleven and a fifth inches, holly, phoenix feathers." The fire blazed.

"No, not this one..."

"This one can't..."

After tossing and turning, Ollivander finally took a wand in an inconspicuous corner: "I think this is the only wand left that may suit you. If it doesn't work...then you can only order it!"

Nodding his head, he took it in a bit of a daze: "Can't the original ones work?"

"They are not suitable for you. You know, although the wand chooses the owner, what the owner needs is a wand that suits him best. They chose you, but you can choose a more suitable one."

Ange shook his hands, but strangely, nothing happened this time.

"Oh! The body of the rod made of the horns of the nightmare beast, the glue made of the tears of the unicorn and the blood donated willingly, the blood of the phoenix and the tail feathers of thestrals, and the scales of the snake, a wonderful and perfect combination ...It is the most suitable for you. The ultimate purity intertwined with the ultimate darkness, this is the best portrayal of it. There is no riot that produces magic power, it seems that the magic power has been completely restrained, and the fit has reached... perfect, it seems that your future It must not be ordinary!" Ollivander said.

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