Draco Malfoy
Accompanied by the biting wind of the underground tunnel, the cart carrying Lester finally came to a stop in front of a treasure vault.
Hagrid, feeling unwell from pushing the cart too fast, leaned against the wall next to the vault, his face pale.
Harry's face was also pale. He staggered off the stroller, gagged a few times, and almost vomited.
Only Lester and Griphook remained calm and composed as they stepped off the cart without changing their expressions.
Griphook because that's his job, and he often rides the trolley, so once he got used to the speed, he naturally didn't feel uncomfortable.
Lester, on the other hand, is exceptionally powerful. Although his physical age is only 11 years old, his magical abilities are already comparable to those of an adult wizard. Simply sitting in this little cart does not make him feel uncomfortable.
"This is the Potter Family's treasure vault!" Griphook glanced at Lester with some surprise, then took two steps forward, took out the key to Harry's treasure vault, and gently tapped it against the lock.
Then, accompanied by a wisp of smoke, the doors to the entire vault slowly slid open to the sides in front of Harry, revealing the glittering gold treasures inside.
Even Lester, the godfather of Azkaban, couldn't help but gasp when he saw the mountain of coins.
Inside the vast treasury were piles of gold coins, silver bars, and mountains of bronze coins.
Lester now finally understood why those Pure-blood families weren't purged—because they were simply too rich.
Moreover, Lester also discovered the reason why the Wizarding World had stagnated for hundreds of years: instead of spending the money they earned, these Wizarding World families hoarded mountains of Galleon in their treasuries.
You know, consumption is what drives productivity. In later China, in order to revive the economy, experts even proposed policies to give money to residents to stimulate consumption. However, these wealthiest families in the Wizarding World would rather let their money gather dust underground than spend it. If things continue like this, it's no wonder the Wizarding World can't develop.
"Lester, do you need some Galleon? I think I can lend you some!"
Just as Lester was considering how saving money without spending it would affect his spending habits, Harry, carrying a heavy little cloth bag, ran up to Lester.
It's clear that Harry is indeed a good kid. Even after acquiring so much wealth, he not only didn't become arrogant, but also remembered his new friend and offered to lend him Galleon.
"Thank you, Harry, but I have money. My parents have some former colleagues who are willing to sponsor my schooling," Lester said with a smile, declining Harry's help.
Just kidding, although Harry has a treasury of money now, I own the entire Azkaban.
Needless to say, he has now turned the entire Azkaban into his base of operations, and its future development will only flourish, so he will never lack money.
Just as Lester and Harry were chatting, Hagrid walked over.
"Children, wait for me in front of the vault for a moment. I need to go down to the treasury to take care of some things."
Lester and Harry nodded repeatedly, quickly packed some Galleon for books and daily necessities, and then went out, while Hagrid followed the Griphook back into the cart.
"Lester, what do you think the Wizarding World will be like?" Harry asked Lester as he watched Hagrid leave.
"The Wizarding World?" Lester thought for a moment and said, "It must be wonderful, after all, everyone here knows magic, doesn't they?"
"The people here must be very happy. They can use magical powers, turning anything into whatever they want. All they need is that little magic wand to lightly touch a stone, and they can get a piece of gold. These people are so lucky to be able to live so happily forever."
Listening to Harry's naive words, Lester fell silent. He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to tell Harry the truth about the Wizarding World, but after thinking about it, Lester decided against it.
Although he and Harry were good friends, Harry was Dumbledore's darling after all. If he told Harry too much about the dark side of society, Harry would become suspicious of society. At that point, aside from what others might say, Dumbledore, whose plans had been interrupted, would definitely come after him.
Just as Lester remained silent, unsure of what to say, Hagrid came up.
"Come on up, kids, after we get the money we can go buy your first magic wands!"
Upon hearing that he could have a wand, Harry immediately forgot about the previous conversation and skipped happily onto the stroller. Lester, with a sigh, followed Harry onto the stroller.
After a frantic drive, they finally stood on the sun-drenched street outside Gringotts.
This was Harry's first time in Diagon Alley, while Lester had been staying in Knockturn Alley, so the task of leading the way fell to Hagrid.
"Hey kids, I think I'm a little dizzy right now. I think I need to go to the Leaky Cauldron for a pick-me-up. You guys don't mind buying the rest of the items yourselves, do you?"
"Of course, Hagrid, don't worry, Harry and I will manage."
With that, Lester took Harry's little hand and headed towards their first target shop.
"Lester, without Hagrid, we're going to buy things ourselves?" Harry was clearly a little uncomfortable; in his view, children always needed an adult to accompany them when shopping.
"It's alright, Harry," Lester reassured Harry, "If anyone dares to hurt us, I'll protect you."
"Protect me? No, Lester, it should be me protecting you, or rather, us facing this together."
Harry is still very loyal, and he was deeply moved when he heard Lester protect him. Right now, he really wished he could chop off a chicken's head and burn yellow paper with Lester to become sworn brothers.
Right there, the two boys, amidst their playful bickering, arrived at their first destination: the Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.
Madam Malkin was a short, plump witch with a friendly smile, dressed in purple. As soon as she saw Lester and Harry, she warmly greeted them.
"Are you buying Hogwarts School uniforms, darling?" Before Lester could speak, she said, "We have plenty here. To be honest, there's a young man trying them on right now."
At the back of the shop, a pale-faced, thin young man stood on a footstool, and a witch was pinning his black robe up with a safety pin.
Judging from his signature platinum long hair, this boy is none other than the future leader of Slytherin, the sole heir of the Malfoy family, the Draco Malfoy.