This Is Godfather Leon's Gift

Leon frowned. He had not had a chance to check his system yet.

After glancing around, he saw that Old Tom had returned after opening the door. Before leaving, he had told Leon where Gringotts was.

The people around them were all staring at the Wizarding World in amazement.

Flying broom shops, wizard robe shops, wizard prank shops, and more—there was an incredible variety of things, even more breathtaking than the scenes from the movies in his previous life.

After making sure no one was watching him, Leon silently called out in his mind.

"System, come out."

In an instant, a virtual panel that only Leon could see appeared before him.

[Host Panel]

[Name: Leon Shelby]

[Magic Strength: Level 5]

[Talent: 1. Surging Magic. The host's magic strength is doubled.]

[Mastered Spells: None.]

"What do these magic strength levels mean, System?"

[Ding. Magic strength refers to the amount of magical power stored within a wizard's body. It affects spell power and endurance. The magic strength level list is as follows:

Levels 1–5: The average magic level of Hogwarts students from first to fifth year.

Levels 5–10: The level of an ordinary adult wizard.

Levels 10–15: Auror level.

Levels 15–25: Hogwarts professor level.

Levels 25–30: Voldemort level.

Levels 30–35: Grindelwald and Dumbledore level.

Levels 35–45: Merlin and the four founders of Hogwarts level.]

After studying it for a long time, Leon gained a rough understanding of the magical standards in this world.

He looked twice more at Voldemort's level. Grindelwald and Dumbledore were actually so much stronger than Voldemort.

And the Surging Magic listed under his talents was the reward the system had just given him.

His magic was probably far stronger than that of an ordinary wizard now. Besides, he was eleven, the age when magic was still growing. With this talent, he would definitely be able to reach greater heights in the future.

Remembering the system's sudden reward earlier, his eyes shifted.

"System, what were the conditions for receiving that reward?"

[Ding. Expanding the host's influence and reputation may randomly trigger achievement rewards.]

After looking over the system panel, Leon roughly understood what the system was for.

"Wow, this is Gringotts!"

An excited voice came from beside him. Looking over, Leon found that it was Hermione.

The moment he raised his head, he saw a classical snow-white building. A Goblin in a scarlet uniform trimmed with gold stood beside its gleaming bronze doors.

Leon took the lead and entered. As soon as he stepped through the doors, he saw another set of doors, with lines of black writing engraved upon them.

He casually glanced over them. They were roughly warnings against stealing from Gringotts.

Except...

Leon recalled the original books from his previous life.

In his memory, Gringotts seemed to be broken into and robbed by strangers every year. It was as if anyone could come and bully these Goblins.

As soon as they entered, a Goblin a head shorter than Leon approached them. It first looked in surprise at the dozen or so Razor Gang members behind Leon.

Realizing that Leon was their leader, it quickly reacted and bowed to him.

"Hello. This is Gringotts, the safest place in Wizarding Society."

"Would you like to open a vault or access one?"

Leon glanced at Hermione's family behind him and found Hermione's parents waiting for him to speak first.

"I want to exchange pounds for Galleons."

"Please come this way, sir."

A nearly imperceptible disappointment flashed through the Goblin's eyes. It led them toward a counter.

"Sir, how many Galleons would you like to exchange?"

Leon waved a hand and glanced at Mike.

Mike understood and waved at the dozen or so Razor Gang members behind him.

Bang!

Bang!

The heavy thuds of objects hitting the floor rang out.

The dozen or so Razor Gang members in trench coats heavily set down and opened the briefcases in their hands.

The briefcases sprang open.

Five million pounds, neatly stacked.

The next moment, Gringotts fell silent. There were many Muggles here exchanging money as well, and they all stared blankly in this direction.

Fuck, five million pounds.

Did you rob all of London?

However, there were also people from Birmingham in the crowd. They quickly recognized where Leon's group's attire came from.

The Razor Gang. Then carrying five million was not strange.

No wonder Birmingham had been collecting taxes every day lately—breathing tax, eating tax, sleeping tax, spitting tax. Although ordinary civilians were not being taxed, the matter had still caused an uproar throughout Birmingham.

So their boss was going to Hogwarts...

The Goblins at the other counters also stopped working and looked over. They had worked at Gringotts for many years, yet they had truly never seen a Muggle produce so much money in one go.

Hermione's family behind Leon fell silent at the sight.

They knew the Razor Gang was rich, but did they really carry millions upon millions with them whenever they went out?

Weren't they afraid of getting robbed?

The Goblin who had brought Leon and the others to the counter stared fixedly at the five million pounds on the floor, then exchanged a subtle glance with the Goblin behind the counter.

"Cough, cough... Sir, each person at Gringotts can only exchange a maximum of two hundred Galleons per year. I forgot to tell you..."

Leon felt somewhat disappointed. The novels from his previous life had never mentioned this.

Still, it made sense. Wizards had an easier time acquiring pounds, after all. Without a limit, it could easily cause inflation in Wizarding Society.

Leon could already imagine a loaf of bread selling for five hundred thousand Galleons if there were no restrictions.

"Fine. Exchange the Galleons, then exchange two hundred Galleons for the young lady's family behind me as well."

Hermione's father wanted to say something, but a Razor Gang member stopped him.

"This is Godfather Leon's gift."

Little Hermione stood nearby, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Leon's back. Suddenly, she felt that his silhouette was a little handsome.

Soon, a Goblin at the counter recorded the transaction, and they quickly completed the exchange.

Leon did not open a vault. He still needed to buy a wand and magical items today, and Gringotts did not seem particularly secure in his eyes.

A mere two hundred Galleons meant nothing to Leon. Once the Razor Gang grew stronger, two hundred Galleons would be pocket change.

By the time they left Gringotts, it was already noon. Hermione's parents said they wanted to book rooms at the Leaky Cauldron. They had originally wanted to book rooms for Leon and his group as well, but Leon politely declined.

As they walked through Diagon Alley with the dozen or so Razor Gang members, they drew glances from time to time. Little Hermione stayed close behind Leon, occasionally being drawn in by the things displayed in the shop windows around them and letting out bell-like laughter.

"Wow, Leon, that's a bookstore. There must be lots of magic books inside. There is still a month before school starts. I think we should study this year's courses in advance..."

Hearing that, Leon recalled the original books from his previous life. Little Hermione's studious nature was already beginning to show.

"Wow, Leon, look at what those people are wearing. Pajamas with suits, haha..."

"Leon, look at how tall that man is. I think he's at least three meters tall. The little boy beside him looks like he might be a Muggle-born young wizard too..."

Leon did not find little Hermione's excited chatter annoying and responded to her sentence by sentence. Then her last remark suddenly caught his attention.

A three-meter-tall man with a little boy?

He suddenly thought of a possibility.

Could that be Harry?