Good Person Potter

Quirrell is finally done for!

Voldemort's recovery of his magic was delayed.

Harry Potter, the savior who accomplished these feats, is currently lying in a hospital, still unconscious.

Of course, all of this is still a secret for now, but Albert knows it will soon be no secret.

In Hogwarts Castle, secrets always spread like wildfire along with rumors, and soon the entire school knows about them.

However, Albert didn't pay much attention to this issue.

After finishing the exams, it's time for a lazy vacation.

Because he stayed up late last night, Albert got up late this morning. After having breakfast, he took his cat for a walk by the lake.

At this moment, Tom was rolling around in the grass, and occasionally he would crawl over to Albert and rub his head against his hand.

After realizing that Albert's attention was not on him, Tom used his furry body to cover the Two-Way Mirror in Albert's hand.

Albert reached out and patted Tom's head, then continued listening to the House-elf Bit's report.

The House-elf, under Albert's command, had already scouted out the Forbidden Forest outside Hogwarts Castle.

Early this morning, after Albert confirmed that Dumbledore had taken Harry to the hospital, he immediately sent Bit was prepared, to dig up the Galleon that Quirrell had buried under the tree.

Thanks to the House-elf' hard work and obedience, Albert has successfully recovered all the Galleon he earned from Quirrell.

According to Bit's report, the four bags of Galleon did indeed reveal some issues. One of the bags was subjected to some kind of Tracking Magic. The other three Fake Galleons showed signs of unknown Dark Magic.

Because of Albert's strict requirements, Bit wore Dragonhide Gloves throughout and was not affected by the Dark Magic. The cursed items were naturally reburied as Albert had instructed.

He earned a total of 797 Galleon.

It must be said that Quirrell is very true to his word.

Of course, it's also possible that he discovered no one was digging up Galleon and planned to retrieve Galleon after obtaining the Philosopher's Stone.

Unfortunately, he never expected that the other party planned to dig after he died.

At Albert's request, the House-elf stored most of their Galleon in Gringotts.

Incidentally, the cost to use a regular Gringotts is at least 500 Galleon.

According to Albert's understanding, most Muggle-born wizard find it difficult to own their own vault at Gringotts after graduation. The rental price is simply too expensive, and they usually don't have many Galleon to store in the vault.

Bit's success in helping Albert open the vault was somewhat unexpected for Albert. He had thought he would need to go in person, but the Goblin had actually done it for him.

In fact, Gringotts Goblin don't care much about who deposits money with them, and besides, House-elf are usually symbols of ancient families.

As long as there is no malicious intent, even the Dark Lord will not be turned away.

Of course, the Goblin wouldn't dare to do that.

"Quirrell is such a good man," Albert said, patting Tom's belly. "Don't you think so, Tom?"

However, this experience also made Albert realize how difficult it is to earn Galleon in the Wizarding World. It should be said that money is hard to earn no matter where you are.

If you want to get rich, you have to rely on windfall gains; it's basically very difficult to make a fortune through legitimate business.

The vast majority of the gold coins accumulated in the early stages were stained with blood.

Of course, Albert was just making a slight remark; he had already moved beyond the stage of worrying about making money.

I must say, the Prophecy was really good.

It just shouldn't be overused.

With Galleon, Albert never mistreated those who followed him. Bit, the House-elf who had been busy all night, was rewarded by his master and given a small amount of Galleon to spend. He needed to make himself look presentable.

As for the clothes that Bit was wearing, they were designed by Albert.

Cut three holes in a piece of cloth, then put the cloth over your body, tie it with a cloth strip, and then make some simple trims.

This is Bit's latest "clothes." Well, there's a rule that House-elf can't wear clothes, so to make Bit look presentable, Albert had Bit make himself a piece of clothing that wasn't really clothes.

This method of acquiring House-elf is particularly effective; in the Two-Way Mirror, Bit wept bitterly, his loyalty to Albert reaching its maximum.

House-elf also want a good home.

Albert happily stuffed the Two-Way Mirror back into the Transfiguration Lizard's pouch, then cheerfully plucked a blade of grass from the ground and began to tease Tom.

When Tom got tired of playing, he took out a book, sat on the chair he had conjured up, and began to read, enjoying this moment of peace.

However, this tranquility did not last long and was soon broken by a series of hurried footsteps.

The Gryffindor Quidditch captain walked towards them, panting heavily, his cheeks flushed red from running too fast.

"What's wrong with you?" Albert asked knowingly. He hoped to get a new quest from Wood.

Harry Potter is in the hospital, and the only one who can help Gryffindor win the Quidditch Match is himself, the alternate Seeker.

Of course, Albert wasn't entirely confident either. He hadn't played Quidditch in a long time, and even with his arrogance, he didn't believe that he, a mediocre player, could easily dominate others on the field.

"Potter, Harry Potter is sick and hospitalized, and he's still unconscious," Wood said breathlessly.

"I remember your relationship was quite strained, wasn't it?" Albert said, feigning surprise. "Potter is unconscious, why are you in such a hurry!"

Wood was speechless, choked by Albert's words.

After Harry caused Gryffindor to lose a lot of points last time, everyone started to hate the three of them and spread rumors about them. It is said that the Quidditch team members call Potter "The Seeker".

These were things Fred and George told him.

"What did Madam Pomfrey say?" Albert closed the book and stopped bothering Wood.

"Madam Pomfrey doesn't know when he'll wake up either." Wood looked very upset. "We need your help. The Quidditch Match is tomorrow, and if he doesn't wake up..."

"Don't worry, Harry might wake up soon," Albert casually reassured him. "You have to trust Madam Pomfrey's abilities."

"No, no, I can't put my hopes on that. I want you to come with me to the Quidditch Pitch for intensive training. After all, you are a candidate for Gryffindor's Seeker."

"Even if you say that, I'm not sure I can catch the Golden Snitch." Albert covered a yawn with his hand. "You should have some faith in Harry."

Wood was nearly driven mad with anxiety.

The Quidditch Cup that was almost in my hands was about to fly away like this?

No, he would never tolerate such a thing happening, absolutely not!

Albert covered a yawn and changed the subject. "Do you know why Harry suddenly got sick and fell into a coma?"

"Well... I'm not quite sure about that."

Wood was frantic when he learned that Harry was unconscious, and went to find Albert immediately. How could he have any other thoughts to consider?

"Let's go visit Harry!" Albert thought for a moment and asked, "What would be a good thing to bring for a doctor's visit? Hmm, I think carnations are a good idea!"

"I'm begging you, you're part of the team too, and you wouldn't want us to lose the game for no reason, would you?" Wood reached out and grabbed Albert's hand, looking into his eyes earnestly as he spoke.

Just then, Albert finally triggered a new task and was satisfied to agree to Wood, saying that he would do his best. But before that, Albert needed to go back to the castle to get a broom and visit Harry Potter.

This person is such a kind soul; they helped me solve so many problems, I would feel bad if I didn't visit them.

Hmm, besides carnations, let's also give Harry a "Good Person Card!