Gringotts' Sincerity

There is no such treasure?

Harry maintained his smiling expression, but the smile disappeared from his eyes.

He has a good temper and is very tolerant of people—but that doesn't mean he can tolerate Gringotts ' misconduct.

If it were just some Galleon, it wouldn't be so bad. But because of their inaction, Harry and Veratia have lost an immeasurable amount of alchemical materials, including crucial materials that could allow Veratia to break the time barrier and come to the present world.

This is why Harry spent a year in his first year at Hogwarts, unlike when he was dealing with Runcorn, when he would unleash an Ancient Magic on Goblin he encountered.

The Goblin, of course, noticed the subtle change in Harry's expression. Bodric subtly stepped on Scad's foot to prevent him from making a sharp popping sound.

"Mr. Potter, Gringotts will mobilize all its resources to help you find these two items!" Bodric's voice was shrill. "Please trust Gringotts, trust Gringotts sincerity—once these two items are located, Gringotts will cover all the purchase costs to compensate Mr. Potter for his losses!"

"Furthermore, Gringotts still holds the Hogwarts school board member seat that originally belonged to Lestrange, which will also be handed over to Mr. Potter!"

Hearing these words, Harry nodded in satisfaction.

After all, Gringotts really doesn't have the Angel Feather or the Basilisk Fang, and he can't force them to hand them over right now.

Gringotts ' Goblin are a powerful force with branches all over the world. Sending them to search for Angel Feather and Basilisk is much more worthwhile than letting them search aimlessly on their own.

"I think Gringotts ' sincerity has impressed me," Harry said. "Even though you made serious mistakes in the management of the vault, your sincerity in making amends is commendable."

"Thank you, thank you for your compliment," Scad said quickly, bowing.

After receiving Harry's affirmation, his heart, which had been in his throat, finally settled down.

By Galleon! For a fleeting moment, he thought he was about to...

"As Mr. Potter just said," Bodric began to add, "Gringotts provides the most impeccable service to every wizard who comes to safeguard the treasure, because we are partners."

Harry picked up the documents that proved the Gringotts and Lestrange family ' seats on the school board member and nodded in approval.

"A true partnership."

"Well then, Mr. Potter ..." Scad said, then lightly touched his mouth with his hand, "No, school board member ..."

Harry thought for a moment and decided it would be better to temporarily put the title of school board member on someone else—like Pabbie.

He would rather see what it would be like for a Unicorn to be Board of Governors than to be school board member himself.

"My time is rather tight, so please choose someone else for the school board member," Harry said, putting away the two documents. "I will have an old friend temporarily serve as a member of the Hogwarts school board member."

"Rest assured, Mr. Potter," Scad said, patting his chest. "Whoever you choose for the school board member, Gringotts will fully support you!"

"Okay," Harry nodded.

"Well... Mr. Potter," Scad asked tentatively, "How should we contact you if we have any news about the Angel Feather or the Basilisk Fang?"

"Two-way mirror," Harry said. "It's convenient and quick."

Scad nodded quickly and turned to give a few instructions to the Goblin beside him.

A moment later, the Goblin brought over two Two-way mirror.

"This is for you, Mr. Potter," Scad said, handing the other side to Bodric. "This is for Mr. Bodric. If we find any trace of these two precious materials, we will have Mr. Bodric contact you through the Two-way mirror."

Then, Scad pulled out a small wallet.

"This wallet has been enchanted with the Untraceable Extension Charm, and it contains ten cubic meters of material." Scad handed the wallet to Harry. "Untraceable Extension Charm of this size are extremely rare these days. It was a gift from Gringotts to a distinguished client like Mr. Potter."

"Okay, thank you." Harry gave Bodric an approving look, put the Two-way mirror in his wallet, and then put the wallet in his inner pocket.

Now that both sides have had a frank exchange of opinions, Harry doesn't plan to stay here any longer.

After leaving Gringotts, Harry wandered around the streets again, intending to buy some food to take back for Pabbie to try.

Hmm... Pabbie is a Hufflepuff girl, so she should like Honeydukes desserts?

Thinking this way, Harry had unknowingly spent more than twenty Galleon.

"Never mind, I'll go back first," he thought.

He will still wait until he returns to his twelve-year-old form before entering the Leaky Cauldron.

When he reached the second-floor door, he found a House Elf standing there.

"Hello," Harry nodded to it.

House- House Elf and Goblin are two completely different races. The former are completely dependent on a wizarding family, serving that family wholeheartedly and remaining loyal to their specific master for life; the latter are highly intelligent humanoid creatures with long fingers and toes, coexisting with wizards in the magical world.

Goblin are skilled in metalworking, especially in crafting silverware, and even mint the currency used in the magical world. Due to Goblin profound expertise in finance and currency, they operate Gringotts Wizarding Bank, largely controlling the Magical World's economy.

Throughout the history of the wizarding world, there have been several Goblin Rebellion, but the one most recent to modern society was undoubtedly the one Harry personally experienced.

Therefore, Harry has absolutely no liking for Goblin.

But House Elf are different. When Harry first entered Hogwarts, Professor Weasley arranged for him to have a House Elf to serve him during the week or holidays.

The House Elf's name was Dico, and he was very gentle and kind. Because of his affection for Dico, Harry didn't dislike House Elf.

The moment the House Elf standing at the door saw Harry, his big eyes widened, his bat-wing-like ears flapped twice, and his hands clasped together.

"Harry Potter, are you the great Harry Potter?"

"If you're talking about Harry Potter, then I am," Harry smiled at him, adding, "But in terms of greatness, I'm not."

"Harry Potter defeated the Dark Lord and brought peace to the world. He deserves the title of 'great'!" said the Elf.

Harry remembered his mother.

"No, it was actually my mother who defeated the Dark Lord." He sighed.

"Harry Potter's mother was a great wizard! A great mother!" the House Elf whispered, then began banging his head against the wall. "Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! You've reminded Mr. Harry Potter of sad things! Bad Dobby!"

"Are you Dobby?" Harry asked, reaching out to grab Dobby 'Dobby, somewhat dirty arm. "Don't punish yourself, it's not your fault."

He had a particularly good first impression of the Elf because it said that its mother was great.

What a Sprite! He has a great eye for talent.

Dobby stopped punishing himself and looked up at Harry.

"So, what brings you here?"

"Dobby was sent by his master to deliver an invitation to Mr. Harry Potter." Dobby sniffed as he said this, "But Dobby doesn't want Mr. Harry Potter to accept the invitation, because his master..."

At this point, Dobby started banging his head against the wall again.

"Bad Dobby, bad Dobby!"

well.

Harry pulled Dobby and said, "Let's go inside and talk."

He didn't want people to gather around, because there were already people watching them from the sidelines.

Once inside the room, Harry gestured for Dobby sit down.

"Tell me, Dobby, who is your master?"

"Dobby serves the Malfoy family." Dobby's voice was very soft. "Dobby's master is Lucius Malfoy, the current Malfoy family head."

Malfoy family head?

Isn't this like a pillow coming right when you're sleepy?

Harry had actually planned to visit Malfoy Manor after leaving Gringotts —but now that Lucius had extended an invitation, it saved him the trouble of explaining.

"Then why don't you want me to keep the appointment?" Harry asked curiously.

As the saying goes, one must have something in mind when one gives a gift. Harry didn't think that he, a student who had just finished his first year and was about to become a second-year student, could be treated so formally by the head of the Malfoy family.

Well... it's hard to say. He's the only one in the Potter Family now, so theoretically he's the head of the Potter Family.

"Because... because the Dark Lord Young Master's mark was found on your arm, Master..." Dobby some fear. "The Dark Lord... Mr. Potter and his mother finally defeated that evil so powerful that we can't even mention his name, but he's come back again. Dobby worried that Master might harm you..."

Harry quickly used Charms to freeze Dobby's arms and legs, preventing him from continuing to harm himself.

"No need to punish yourself, Dobby. Let me ask you something," Harry thought for a moment, then asked again, "Why do you hate the Dark Lord?"

"Because that monster... treated us like maggots..." Dobby shuddered. "Those were truly dark days..."

"But I heard that the villain came back a few weeks ago, but Mr. Harry Potter thwarted his plot and even defeated him head-on!" Dobby said admiringly, his big round eyes shining.

"Yes," Harry said with a smile, "But I also have some things I want to do at the Malfoy Manor to ask Mr. Lucius Malfoy, so Dobby, I absolutely have to go to the Malfoy Manor; it concerns my friend's life."

"Friends?" Dobby muttered.

"Yes, my friend," Harry said softly to Dobby. "Dobby, as a Malfoy family Elf, have you ever heard of someone named ' Cassandra Malfoy '?"

"Oh..." Dobby said, "You mean Miss Malfoy Cassandra Malfoy? Dobby's mother used to serve her, but I heard from her that she disappeared when she was very young, but—"

"But what?" Harry asked.

"But Dobby doesn't know much either. If Mr. Harry Potter wants to know more, perhaps Cassandra Malfoy's father can tell you more," Dobby said.

"Cassandra's father?!" Harry exclaimed in surprise. "Wait, you mean— Mr. Malfoy. Septimus Malfoy is still alive?"

"No, Dobby only saw a portrait of the old master in one of the houses," Dobby said. "But the old master was very elegant and never said anything harsh to us lowly Sprite."

Harry understood. He meant that Lucius, the current master, was very inelegant and often swore at him, right?

"In that case, I'm even more determined to go," Harry said to Dobby. "Go and tell Lucius Malfoy that I'll be there at five o'clock sharp."

Dobby hesitated for a moment, his emotions making him want to stop Harry from going to the appointment, because the Malfoy family were die-hard Death Eater who might be a threat to him, the Savior.

But since this was his master's order, and most importantly, Harry agreed, and there were other important matters, he wouldn't stop Harry from going to the appointment, neither out of courtesy nor reason.

"Dobby hopes Harry Potter stays safe," Dobby said as he walked out of the Leaky Cauldron.

After Dobby left, Pabbie put his head on top of the suitcase lid.

"Harry, Harry, your guest has left?"

"I'm off, I'm going to visit the Malfoy family tonight." Harry took out his wallet and pulled out the treats he'd bought for Pabbie: "Here, all this is for you. You haven't had any of this in the forest, have you?"

"Wow!" Pabbie cheered, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

She nudged Harry with her head and then precisely snatched the candy from Harry hand with her mouth.

As Harry watched Pabbie quickly devour more than a dozen donuts, a very serious question suddenly occurred to him.

"Pabbie..." Harry's eye twitched. "I suddenly remembered, you've been stuck in that suitcase for the past two days. How... how have you been going to the toilet?"

He regrets it now, he regrets it very, very much.

Damn it, I should have installed a toilet with Vanishment Charm in the suitcase!

He no longer dares to imagine what the interior of the suitcase is like.

"Oh, you mean that?" Pabbie casually wagged his tail. "Unicorn have a special body structure; they don't need to excrete..."

"Really?" Harry asked.

"Of course it's true," Pabbie said cheerfully, then quickly narrowed her eyes and stared at Harry. "No, Harry, I think you're thinking something really outrageous!"

"No," Harry denied immediately. "Why would I think such things?"

"Hmph." Pabbie gave a light hum, continuing to chew her bread. "Don't worry, your concerns are completely unfounded—are you satisfied now?"

"Uh, actually I also brought you some fruit." Harry pulled out a bunch of berries. "These are your favorite Blueberry, eat more, eat more..."

"Yay!" Pabbie cheered, quickly putting Harry's 'offense' behind her.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, Pabbie didn't dwell on it any longer.