The Potter Family Vault

Stepping out of the room, the area outside was indeed a pub. Although it was not yet ten in the morning, drunks wearing wizard robes had already begun to appear in the pub.

Upon seeing Dumbledore, many people stood up excitedly to greet him, and the landlord even ran out from behind the bar to invite Dumbledore for a drink.

However, Dumbledore shook his head and gestured toward Harley beside him: "My apologies, Tom.

I have other matters to attend to today and need to take this young lady to purchase her school supplies."

Landlord Tom had run the pub for many years and was a shrewd man. As headmaster, Dumbledore held a noble status and had not personally taken a student shopping in a long time.

But today, he had specifically brought a young girl to shop, and with the girl's face hidden behind a veil, her identity was certainly extraordinary; she might even be Dumbledore's illegitimate daughter.

After all, there had never been any news in the magical world about Dumbledore having a romantic relationship.

Therefore, old Tom nodded, didn't pry further, and simply said goodbye before heading straight back behind the bar.

However, his gaze remained fixed on Dumbledore and Harley, clearly still harboring a trace of curiosity.

Harley naturally noticed old Tom's gaze, but since Dumbledore made no indication, she could not say anything.

Dumbledore led Harley to a small, walled courtyard and began to introduce it to her:

"The pub we were just in is called the Leaky Cauldron, located near Charing Cross Road in London, with a bookstore and a record shop on either side.

The pub has been enchanted, so Muggles—those who cannot use magic—cannot see the Leaky Cauldron."

Dumbledore paused slightly, then pointed to a spot in the small courtyard: "The street where wizards gather here is called Diagon Alley.

See that trash can? Count three bricks up from the wall, then two across, and tap it three times with your wand to enter Diagon Alley."

As he spoke, Dumbledore gently tapped the brick with his wand; the brick trembled and quickly retreated to the sides.

A wide archway appeared, revealing a cobblestone path ahead.

Harley watched this scene with great interest, wondering which pathway could achieve such a feat.

But after thinking it over, the Apprentice Pathway seemed the most likely.

As for the Spectator Pathway, at higher sequences, one might be able to exert specific mental influence on the surroundings to barely achieve this kind of visual effect.

"Let's go!" Dumbledore said softly, "We have a lot to do today."

"Headmaster Dumbledore, where are we going first?" Harley asked in a voice that betrayed excitement and a hint of fear, perfectly mimicking the emotions of a child encountering strange things that only existed in fantasy.

"Oh, we are going to Gringotts first." Dumbledore pointed to a snow-white building towering over the surrounding shops in the distance, "In terms you can understand, it is equivalent to a Muggle bank. Your parents' inheritance, including the entire Potter family fortune, is stored in a vault at Gringotts."

Harley nodded and followed in Dumbledore's footsteps.

On the way to Gringotts, there were many shops. Many of the items held a great attraction for Harley.

In particular, there were three places: an apothecary, a bookstore, and an owl emporium.

The owls in the owl emporium were full of vitality, and Harley couldn't help but take a few extra looks at them.

Standing at the very front was a snowy owl of appropriate size, and Harley felt that such a pure white creature would be perfect to refine into a puppet.

It would only require a little bit of black magic combined with a curse; any ordinary witch could do it with careful study and repeated practice.

However, Harley dismissed the thought; after all, black magic, which sounded inherently evil, was likely not well-liked in any world.

Just as, aside from Emperor Roselle, few people liked the term "witch," which was synonymous with evil and disaster.

Therefore, Harley decided to avoid doing things that would make many people feel fear and disgust as much as possible.

Especially since she did not yet understand the depths of this world; if she were to be hunted down for being too evil, the loss would outweigh the gain.

Dumbledore led Harley all the way to a bronze door, where a short creature stood guard. According to Dumbledore, that was a goblin.

After Dumbledore produced a key, the goblin bowed and then added a question: "Professor Dumbledore, should the item in underground vault 713 be retrieved?"

"No need." Dumbledore shook his head, "Someone will come to collect it in a few days."

A look of obvious disappointment appeared on the goblin's face, as if he were holding a hot potato he couldn't get rid of.

A goblin took the two of them on a goblin transport vehicle to the Potter family's underground vault.

When Harley stepped off the small cart, she secretly vowed to herself that she must withdraw enough money to avoid coming back for a long time.

The Potter family vault was piled high with gold coins, silver bars, and bronze coins, along with boxes upon boxes of gemstones.

At the very back of the vault sat several large cabinets, engraved with various patterns and radiating magical fluctuations.

"Everything in here is yours," Dumbledore said softly, "It is all the property of the Potter family.

Originally, your family also owned a shampoo industry chain, but it was sold off a long time ago, and the proceeds are all here."

Harley lifted her veil, leaned over slightly, and picked up a gold coin from the top of the pile.

"This is a Galleon," Dumbledore introduced from the side, then added information about the names of the other two types of currency and the exchange rules between them.

The gold coin bore special magic, likely to prevent counterfeiting. Harley's eyes went a bit wide at the sight of the gold.

After all, she had been truly terrified of being poor. Wild Beyonders spent money like water, from purchasing Potion formulas to gathering materials scattered across the world, not to mention acquiring life-saving magical items.

These money-guzzling monsters had left Harley perpetually penniless, forcing her to frequently moonlight as a Beyonder of the Error Pathway or engage in the old trades of Sequence 9.

Harley put the coin down and pointed to the large cabinets at the very back: "Headmaster Dumbledore, may I ask what is inside those cabinets at the back of the vault?"

Dumbledore shook his head: "I don't know exactly what it is either; after all, those cabinets can only be opened by the bloodline of the Potter family.

However, I once heard your father James mention that they should contain some of your family's collection of books, as well as a few rather dangerous magical artifacts."

Harley nodded, choosing not to touch those books or magical artifacts for the time being, even though she was incredibly curious.

Dumbledore conjured a leather pouch and a large wooden spoon, handing them to Harley, as it wasn't very convenient for her to bend over or squat down while wearing a skirt.

Harley filled a large bag with coins, causing Dumbledore to raise his eyebrows repeatedly: "Harley, you must spend this money frugally.

If you spend it all before you graduate and find a job, it will be very difficult for you."

But Harley immediately put on a pitiful expression: "Professor, you know that I never had any pocket money at the Dursley house, so I never had the chance to buy the books I wanted to read.

Therefore, I would like to take a bit more money so I can buy more books to study." At this moment, tears seemed ready to spill from the corners of Harley's eyes.

Dumbledore's heart softened, and he nodded: "Since it is for the sake of reading, it is naturally acceptable. After all, reading is a very virtuous habit."

Afterward, Dumbledore stopped interfering with Harley's money-gathering, instead pacing his way outside the vault.

Naturally, he also failed to notice that Harley had selected a few high-quality rubies and tucked them into a small pocket on the inside of her skirt.