"Sir, we have to get back to the Castle before dark, so we won't keep you any longer!"
"Wait, take this!"
As Chris spoke, he tossed Luo Bin a paper package. Seeing him about to open it, he hurriedly said, "Don't! Don't open it here. That thing's too dangerous. One careless move and you could hurt yourself. I picked it up in a large bay during a secret mission I can't talk about. It's incredibly sharp—cuts through steel like steamed egg custard. I've always treasured it."
"You saved Sophia. I ought to give you my most valuable possession as thanks."
Cuts through steel like steamed egg custard? Didn't that mean it was even harder than diamond?
"This is far too valuable, sir. Please, name a price!"
"Oh, don't talk to me about money. Keeping something so powerful in my hands is a waste. I'm afraid of hurting myself, and even more afraid of hurting Sophia, so I've just kept it tucked away in a drawer."
"Take it. You never know when it might come in handy. Young man, stop reaching for your money. I won't take your Galleons, however many you offer. Off you go. Ronio will be here any moment."
"He's a good man in every way, except that he talks far too much. Give him the tiniest detail and he'll question you until he knows your entire family history. If he runs into you, ha, you'd better be ready to spend the night outside school!"
"Dad's right. Uncle Ronio really is hard to shake off!"
With that much said, Luo Bin quietly withdrew his hand. "All right, I'll accept it, then. If you ever run into a problem you can't solve, you can come find us at Hogwarts. If it's within my power, I'll help!"
"I hope that