Lin Ze came out of Quinn's house and felt that her stomach was fuller than ever before.
The food cooked by Amy is indeed delicious. No wonder Quinn acted like "I'm committed to you for the rest of my life" throughout the whole process.
Aila almost cried when she left. In the end, Lin Ze promised again and again that she would visit her often before she reluctantly let go of Lin Ze's hand.
Lin Ze stood in front of the public Floo Network node of Godric's Hollow and sprinkled a handful of Floo Powder into the fireplace.
Taking one step forward, Lin Ze was engulfed in green flames and flew back to Ministry of Magic in a whirlwind.
People were coming and going in the hall, and water from the fountain was dancing around the golden statue.
Lin Ze did not go back to the office directly, but left Ministry of Magic and walked in the direction of Diagon Alley.
He needs a Pensieve.
He needs to go through the memories obtained from Karkaroff first.
When Lin Ze passed by Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, he found that the old man was pasting a new poster on the window, which said "Winter Limited·Egypt Flavored Ice Cream".
Lin Ze Keep walking forward and turn into a shop selling second-hand magic items.
The store is filled with all kinds of messy things. The store owner is an old wizard with thin hair and glasses. He is sitting behind the counter and reading today's "Wizard Daily".
"Boss, do you have Pensieve?" Lin Ze asked directly.
Hearing this, the old wizard poked half of his head out from behind the newspaper and looked him up and down through the lenses.
"Pensieve? That thing is not cheap."
Lin Ze leaned on the counter, "I know, yes or no."
The old wizard put down the newspaper, stood up slowly from behind the counter, walked to a row of shelves at the back of the store and rummaged through it for a long time.
The things on the shelf jingled as he touched them, and a bronze mirror fell from the shelf, letting out a piercing scream. The old wizard kicked it into the corner without changing his expression.
"Why haven't you thrown this crap away yet..." He muttered and pulled out a dusty wooden box from the bottom of the shelf.
Then I swept the dust on it with my hands.
"I acquired it from a retired judge Wizengamot more than ten years ago. I remember the quality should be pretty good."
He opened the wooden box and found a stone basin lying inside, with a delicate circle of Runes carved on the edge of the basin, glowing with a soft silver light under the dim shop lights.
The old wizard lifted the basin onto the table, took out his wand and was stunned for a moment, then rubbed the wand along the edge of the basin.
But I saw a stream of silver liquid pouring out from the bottom of the stone basin, and it didn't stop until the basin was half full.
The silver liquid in the stone basin rotates slowly, like a miniature Milky Way.
"Oh, I remember correctly, the quality is very good." The old wizard smiled and showed his yellow teeth.
Lin Ze nodded, "What's the price?"
"Four hundred and sixty Galleon, no counteroffer." The old wizard held out four fingers.
Lin Ze raised his eyebrows.
This old guy really charges a high price.
Fortunately, he had seized some gold coins from France... tui..., so he didn't say anything else.
"Okay, help me install it and teach me how to use it."
The old wizard raised his eyebrows, obviously not expecting that the deal could be concluded so quickly.
He repackaged the wooden box slowly, then used a spell to renovate the wooden box, and then took out a dark green ribbon and tied a nice bow on the box.
Lin Ze paid the money and walked out of the grocery store carrying the wooden box.
On the way back, he went to Gringotts again.
Gringotts The lobby is as luxurious as ever.
Goblins were sitting behind the high counter, looking at every wizard who came through the door.
Lin Ze walked straight to the counter at the end, and the person sitting behind the counter was Grot.
"Hey, Grot."
Grot raised his head and saw that it was Lin Ze, and his pointed ears immediately stood up.
"Mr. Lin, why are you here?"
Grot led Lin Ze through the corridor on the side of Gringotts's hall and opened a heavy oak door. Inside was a small but well-decorated room.
There is a portrait of an elder of the Goblin tribe hanging on the wall. In the painting, the old Goblin has a gray beard and is taking a nap with his eyes narrowed.
There is a mahogany table in the center of the room, with a silver tea set on the table, and next to it are several armchairs covered with dark green velvet.
"Mr. Lin, please sit down." Grot climbed onto one of the armchairs.
"What business do you want to do?"
"Open a vault." Lin Ze sat down across from him and poured himself a cup of tea. "Just the smallest one. Just put some personal belongings."
"No problem." Grot pulled out a form from the side of the chair, took out the quill he carried with him, and dipped it on his tongue.
"In terms of vault types, we have standard vaults, large-capacity vaults, family shared vaults and precious metal vaults."
"You just said you want the smallest one, so I recommend the standard model. The annual fee is twelve Galleon. It comes with a vault key and free access services twice a year. After the free number is exceeded, an additional two Sickle will be charged for each access."
"Okay, that's it." Lin Ze nodded.
Grot lowered his head and filled in the form.
About three or four minutes later, Grot pushed the completed form in front of Lin Ze.
The terms on the form were densely packed. Lin Ze scanned them briefly and found that there were no problems, so he signed his name at the end.
"Okay, please wait a moment." Grot jumped off the chair, took the form and walked out of the reception room.
About ten minutes later, Grot came back pushing a trolley.
There is a palm-sized iron box on the cart. The box is engraved with the logo Gringotts and a line of numbers. There is also a delicate golden key lying next to it.
"This is your vault key, Mr. Lin." Grot handed the key to Lin Ze.
"The vault number is 618. Only you can use the key. Do you want me to take you to see the vault?"
"Of course." Lin Ze put the key in his pocket, picked up the wooden box containing Pensieve, and followed Grot.
Grot led Lin Ze through the back door of the Gringotts hall and walked into a stone corridor leading underground.
There is a torch on the walls on both sides of the corridor every few steps, and the flame is light blue.
At the end of the corridor is a huge iron door. The door is engraved with dense words. Different from the magic words commonly used by wizards like Runes, the words on it should be Goblin's own words.
Grot untied a bunch of jingling keys from his belt, stood up on tiptoes, inserted one of them into the keyhole and turned it twice, then pressed his paw on the door and recited something Lin Ze couldn't understand Gobbledegook.
The iron door opened with a bang, and behind the door was a spiral staircase extending downward.
"Please follow me and be careful of the steps." Grot took the lead and walked down the stairs.
The two of them walked down the spiral staircase for about three minutes. There was a similar iron door on each floor, with different words on the door.
After passing three iron gates, Grot opened the iron gate. Behind the gate were rows of vault doors embedded in the rock wall.
Grot and Lin Ze followed the vault number and searched for it.
"Here we are, Mr. Lin." Grot stood in front of a vault door, with the words "618" printed on the stone wall above the door.
Lin Ze Take out the key, insert it into the keyhole, and hold the door handle.
"You can rest assured that the vault is completely safe and any unauthorized intrusion will trigger an alarm."
Grot took two steps back and said, "I'll wait for you here."
Lin Ze nodded and pushed the door open.
The vault is not big, only as wide as two phone booths put together, but it is more than enough to hold Pensieve and a few bottles of memory.
The four walls inside the vault are made of rough rocks, and four oil lamps are embedded in the walls, which light up automatically as Lin Ze enters.