The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

"Why are your procedures so complicated?" a witch complained, going crazy with the parchment.

The goblin on the high chair behind the counter nodded with a smile, "We will discuss your question seriously."

Only then did the witch calm down her anger a little.

Anton watched curiously not far away, and saw that the goblin who received him was holding a key for him and an oil lamp, "Sir, the procedures are done, let's go to the vault."

"?" Anton glanced at the witch curiously, "I don't need to fill out the form like her?"

The goblin glanced at Anton's hair again, and said sincerely and kindly, "Some people are always privileged."

Anton finally reacted.

His big red hair with platinum lustre, and a face that looks a bit like Ron, shouldn't he really be a relative of the Weasley family?

Pure blood family?

These goblins do not monopolize the finance of the wizarding world, but handle this bank to serve wizards. It seems that they are the same, but their actual status is completely different.

Especially in the eyes of those at the top of the wizarding pyramid, these goblins may not be much different from house-elves.

No matter how unwilling the fairies are, surrender is surrender.

Anton raised his eyebrows, "Lead the way."

The pure-blood family does not represent anything. There are no real nobles in the wizarding world, and there are actually not many pure-blood families who really do well. The Weasley family is just relying on the hard work of a small civil servant to support a large family.

He is not interested in what bloodline his body is.

Lao Tzu came from a flower gardener.

But this name is easy to use!

No need to be white, the more arrogant An Dong is, the more humble the goblin's expression is visible to the naked eye.

Walking through a narrow stone corridor, sitting in a small cart, rushing forward along the small railway track.

Spin, roll, drift...

A bad experience like a roller coaster makes people nauseated and want to vomit.

Finally, they stopped in front of a fire dragon.

"Dear little wizard, Griphook has selected a good vault for you. It occupies a small area and is very suitable for a little wizard like you who longs for independence."

The goblin chatted diligently in his ear a great deal.

But Anton just stared at the huge fire dragon.

Such a behemoth, curled up in the middle of the aisle, its body undulating and shaking like a hill in the breath, makes people feel a kind of creepy fear.

"The fire dragon guards the most important treasury. Griphook is looking forward to the little wizard who can build a huge and luxurious treasury in it when he grows up." The fairy Griphook continued to chatter beside his ears.

Anton nodded and looked away.

"Then what is my vault now?"

"Next to the most important vault, this is the best location Griphook can think of." The goblin smiled and pointed to a gate beside the fire dragon.

"Here you will experience an unprecedented sense of security."

"Sparrow Eat." Anton nodded in admiration.

So Griphook the goblin laughed even more happily.

It took the key from Anton. After some complicated operations, the door opened. "You can go in and store your items. Without your permission, the goblins are not allowed to enter the vault. I will wait at the door."

Compared with the goblin's meticulous attitude and the huge metal door, the inside of the vault is pitifully small.

Less than five square meters, the toilet is smaller than the single apartment rented by An Dong in his previous life.

The height is not high, less than three meters.

Except for the gate, each of the three walls has some lattices cut into the stone wall as shelves, which is extremely simple.

Obviously, fairies only provide services other than all practical benefits.

Anton thought for a while, then walked out and explained to the goblin, "I may need some time to clean up."

The goblin obviously didn't mind, "please please."

The suitcase of the Traceless Stretching Charm is not permanent. Anton once helped the old wizard to remove all the things inside, so that the old wizard could cast a spell to strengthen it.

But Anton doesn't know this kind of spell. If the spell fails and the box bursts open, the bottles and jars in which the potion materials are stored will probably be damaged.

Some things can be damaged or even burn after being exposed to the air for a long time.

Just like an ant moving house, all the potion materials are placed on the shelf little by little.

The old wizard's life savings, there are too many top-quality materials that cannot be found on the market, Anton is tired and happy.

Thanks to the old wizard, the miser's hobby of collecting, there are too many things Anton doesn't know in the depths of the trunk.

There are two types of old wizards.

Potions materials.

Books and research materials.

But obviously the old wizard wouldn't store the most basic magic books in the box, just like a university professor wouldn't put first grade textbooks in his study.

Most of Anton couldn't understand.

Research on the 'Wizard's Eye' potion, and the observation of various magic 'magic images' after the application of the 'Wizard's Eye'.

These two parts account for almost 90%.

Anton turned over and over, and in the end there was only "The Apprenticeship of the Great Alex Fiennes" that he first found out by himself.

"…"

Anton rubbed it, and finally lifted off the wizard's robe and stuffed the magic book into his messenger bag.

After the suitcase was emptied, there was a broken bed and the corpse of the old wizard left inside.

Anton looked at the old wizard and pursed his lips.

The old wizard not only abused him, but if it wasn't for his miraculous physique, it might be Lupin's current state.

Do not.

Possibly already dead.

Although he was no longer afraid of corpses after more experience, Anton still felt that he should panic.

I plan to sell the suitcase after disposing of the body.

Jin Galleons were neatly arranged on the small grid on the wall, and he only counted 100 gold Galleons from the inside.

It was packed in the dirty cloth bag that Hagrid had given, and I mentioned it, not to mention, it was really heavy.

He couldn't come to Gringotts every day to get money.

These gold coins are enough for my next expenses.

"It seems that I need to buy another messenger bag for gold coins." Anton walked out and planned secretly.

The goblin Griphook obviously felt his need. After returning to the ground hall, he specially found a bronze medal pendant.

"This is a goblin wallet. It is made with goblin's unique magic. You can put coins in it without feeling its weight."

"Of course, it has a limit. It can store up to 100 metal coins, no matter if you put gold Galleons or Copper Nat."

Anton took it over, UU reading www.uukanshu. com curiously took out a gold Galleon and placed it on it.

I saw Jin Jialong flickered and disappeared, and a golden Arabic numeral appeared on the bronze medal: 1.

"Isn't this a traceless stretching spell specifically for gold coins?" Anton flipped the bronze medal curiously, and looked at the fairy Griphook with surprise.

"No no no." The goblin Griphook waved his hands in a panic, "The Traceless Stretching Charm is banned by the Ministry of Magic. This is our goblins' unique magic."

"I understand~" Anton pulled the long tone and shook the bronze medal in his hand, "Is there a small backpack, small bag, etc. made of this kind of magic?"

The goblin Griphook shook his head again, "Sir, because of the effect similar to the Traceless Stretching Spell, alchemy items in this area are also not allowed to circulate, and we at Gringotts have no way to provide them."

"Okay." Anton shrugged.

He put Hagrid's greasy and dirty cloth bag on the table, patiently took out Jin Galleons from it, and put them in one by one.

But at this moment, the fairy Griphook let out a scream.

Then he hurried out and walked in with an old goblin.

The old goblin looked at the cloth bag carefully with a magnifying glass with many metal parts, and exclaimed, "Unicorn hair, handmade!"

Griphook looked at Anton in shock, "My vision is indeed right!"

Anton looked bewildered.

He knew that Hagrid was an invisible tycoon.

But there is no human being to this point, it's simple.

The old goblin pulled out a piece of wool that was apparently about to fall from the rag bag, and exclaimed, "You can make a magic wand with such a piece."

Anton looked at the two fairies who became more and more respectful, and the corners of his mouth twitched.