"Oh, Harry--oh, dear--you can go anywhere--"
Out of breath, Mrs. Weasley took out a coat brush from his bag and began to dust Harry's body.
Mr. Weasley took Harry's glasses, touched them with the wand, and returned his glasses as if they were new.
Harry looked at every face, and the concern on their faces was obvious... No wizard here would dislike him for causing trouble. Sometimes he would feel that the day he escaped from Privet Drive was like a dream.
"Sean--Dear child, I am so happy to see you,"
When Mrs. Weasley turned around and saw Sean, his eyebrows flew up.
"Come on, my dear children, let's go get some Galleons."
It was the first time that she had spoken so confidently about choosing Galleons.
She held Harry with her left hand and Sean with her right hand, and then she rushed into the crowd.
At this time, Ron, who was "left out", shrugged his shoulders and said to Hermione and Justin:
"Mom is always nicer to outsiders. But strangely enough, I've never seen them go to the vault so actively."
Sean was taken away. Mrs. Weasley always had a strange enthusiasm for him and asked Sean how his summer was going along the way.
Mr. Weasley smiled honestly and agreed habitually, until he bumped into Hermione's parents.
They were standing awkwardly at the counter across the entire marble hall, waiting for Hermione to come back and introduce them.
"Ah, I know, Mr. Granger and Ms. Granger, you are Muggle!"
Mr. Weasley said happily,
"We must have a drink! What is that in your hand? Oh, you are exchanging Muggle currency. Molly, look!"
He excitedly pointed to the ten pound note in Mr. Granger's hand and said.
Several Goblin soon appeared, and they wanted to take different wizards to different vaults. Sean and others also needed to be separated for a while.
The Weasleys left with Harry, and Hermione also hurriedly went to instruct Granger couple to exchange for Gold Galleons.
So there are only Sean and Justin left here.
"Together? Sean?"
Justin said that he seemed to come to withdraw the money himself.
"Okay."
Sean did not refuse.
The car driven by Goblin shuttles on the small railway track, passes through the bank's underground passage and reaches various vaults. The feeling of speeding all the way is very enjoyable.
After entering a cave, Sean's eyes flashed once again from Justin's vault.
It is filled with all kinds of needed and unnecessary materials; piles and piles of Gold Galleons.
"My father doesn't agree with Magical World, and neither does my mother. But luckily, they all support me,"
Justin said with a smile that his collar is always straight, which was ironed by Mrs. Finley alone.
Sean turned his head and glanced at Justin. Did it turn out that his suitcase contained only a small part?
He remembered that there was a limit on the amount of Gold Galleons that could be exchanged for pounds, that is to say, they used gold or jewelry...
Well, he still couldn't imagine the world of rich people.
"This is-"
When Sean came to withdraw money from his treasury, Justin could even put a goose egg in his mouth.
His excellent insight allowed him to deduce the number of Galleons, which is why he was so surprised.
Is this a robbery of Gringotts? Maybe not, that might be too slow.
It was at this time that Justin slowly realized the ability of a top Alchemy Master to attract money.
After coming out of Gringotts, everyone who gathered together rushed to Flourish and Blotts.
"I don't know where my parents got the money to buy us school supplies this year,"
Ron still can't believe it,
"In addition to a few old books with many useful notes, there are five sets of Lockhart's books! There are also Ginny's robes, wands and so on..."
"Mr. Weasley doesn't work at Ministry of Magic?"
Harry is a little confused.
"Harry, you don't know, Ministry of Magic is not a charity."
Ron whispered. Hermione and Justin were also listening curiously.
Then they were surprised to find a large group of people crowding outside the bookstore, all trying to get in. A large banner was pulled out in front of the upstairs window:
[Teacher of the Sage? Exclusive interview with Flora·Olivia·Master Terra on sale]
Below is a small banner:
[Gilderoy·Lockhart autobiography for sale;
<Magical Me>;
Today afternoon: 12:30-4:30]
"Teacher of the Sage? Why have I never heard of this?"
Hermione said confusedly.
"Maybe it's because we don't live in Magical World?"
Justin said with a smile.
The banner of Flourish and Blotts seems to have been hanging for a while, and the newspapers and periodicals here have been sold out. Occasionally, a few wizards sighed with satisfaction:
"That Alchemy Sage is so young, and he is actually a student of Hogwarts. Oh my god, I really graduated early."
A young witch whispered to the shy male witch next to her.
"Yes, yes, but... it has actually been five years since we graduated."
Male witch beside him held it in for a long time and finally said this.
The witch glared at him angrily and left quickly. Only then did he realize it and chased after her with a sad face.
This scene made Hermione seem to feel the same way:
"What an idiot."
Justin echoed, and saw that Harry and Ron were somewhat confused.
"You too!"
Hermione said angrily.
But soon, Hermione's attention was attracted by Gilderoy·Lockhart. The bookstore was surrounded by wizards who were equally attracted as Hermione.
However, it seems that most of the crowd are witches around the age of Mrs. Weasley.
A tired-looking male witch stood at the door and said:
"Ladies, be quiet... don't crowd... mind the books..."
Sean is always crowded in the middle, sneaking in through the cracks with everyone.
A winding queue stretched from the door to the back of the bookstore, where Gilderoy·Lockhart was signing books and selling books.
Each of them grabbed a copy of <Break with a Banshee> and secretly ran to where the Weasleys and Granger couple were lining up.
"Oh, it's great that you are here."
Mrs. Weasley said. She was breathing rapidly and kept patting her hair.
"Although it's a pity that we didn't buy newspapers and periodicals, we will be able to see Mr. Lockhart soon..."
Gradually, they also saw Gilderoy·Lockhart.
He sat behind the desk, surrounded by large photos of himself, the faces in the photos all winking at the crowd, flashing dazzling white teeth.
The real Lockhart wears a robe as blue as the forget-me-not flower, which matches his blue eyes. The pointed wizard hat is playfully tilted on his wavy blond hair.
"Yes, everyone, you will definitely make this trip worthwhile. Today's two major events are related to me--"