Hogwarts Has a Troll?

In the library, Kane held a quill and scribbled away on parchment. Before him lay a reference book on gemstones. Hermione, who sat beside him waiting for Professor Kane's lesson, nearly had her worldview shattered after accidentally glancing at it.

A fingernail-sized emerald in the corner of the book cost ten Galleons. As for the mainstream gemstones displayed in large print, not a single one was priced below a hundred Galleons.

A purple gemstone half the size of a palm cost a full one hundred and fifty Galleons...

As expected of a Celestial Dragon. After squeezing those hard-earned Galleons from a poor professor, he used them to buy such luxurious gemstones...

Emmm, Gringotts really did not fleece poor wizards.

Hermione looked at the outrageous prices listed in the book and let out a quiet sigh.

Kane finally finished writing his letter to Gringotts. After folding it, he used the Summoning Charm to call over a small bird, had it carry the letter to Hujin, then had Hujin deliver it to Gringotts.

Honestly, whether the gemstones bought from Gringotts could be used to make a Shadow Manipulator would have to wait until he tried. After all, this sort of thing depended on quantity.

For example, the gold nugget needed to make a Science Machine had to be the size of a fist. More did not matter, but if there was even one gram less, Shadow Erosion would fail, and the Science Machine could not be made.

He just hoped this purple gemstone barely met the requirement. He was seriously begging here!

After praying for all that, he looked at Hermione again. Honestly, when he had told Hermione to stay away from Quirrell, he should have phrased it differently. He should not have said Professor Quirrell was trash. He should have told