Chapter 92 Currency Exchange (Revised)
"I wish I was still studying at Hogwarts! Alan, remember to ask for Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart's autograph for me!" Daisy suddenly told Alan with bright eyes.
"I want five too! No, ten autographs!" At this moment, Mrs. Harris looked like an underage fan.
"Yes, even a hundred is fine." In Allen's impression, Gilderoy Harold would not give up any chance to promote himself, and he was especially keen on signing autographs.
Lun on the side was greeting Fudge respectfully and excitedly. In fact, Fudge might not be able to remember the name of an ordinary employee of the Ministry of Magic at first, but amidst Lun's subtle compliments, he quickly called Len The name, the expression is very happy. When Lun wanted to please someone, it was always easy to achieve.
Fudge originally wanted to leave after presenting the awards, but Lun, a young man, was really good at talking, especially sweet words, and he talked for a long time before he knew it.
Albert stood shyly next to the two who were chatting enthusiastically. His personality was a bit more straightforward than Lun's. Now he didn't look like a majestic, capable and easy-going Auror.
Do not allow people to speak when you are in great joy, and do not allow people to speak in anger. This sentence is very reasonable. Unlike the shrewd Len, the overjoyed Owen Harris kept inviting people to dinner after receiving the medal, promising a lot of food and wine!
Although Mrs. Owen's wife, Mrs. Morgan Le Fay, was helpless because of her husband's overjoyed generosity, but she wisely didn't do anything to stop her. It's good to celebrate. I'm so happy today, so why spoil the fun! She mentally counted the number of guests Mr. Harris was entertaining, and decided to invite everyone to lunch at the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley, London.
Unlike Morgan Le Fay, who had a slight complaint in his heart, Allen, who was taken to Diagon Alley, was very satisfied with Mr. Harris' actions. He had already made a plan to exchange some magic world and Muggles during the holidays. The currency of the world can just take this opportunity to go to Gringotts to exchange for the gold crafts he made in his spare time.
After eating some delicious food, Allen asked his mother to go out for a walk holding a huge ice cream sundae. Mrs. Harris, who already knew the strength of her youngest son and was deeply relieved, agreed without hesitation, took out a small handful of Galleons from her small bag, and stuffed them to Allen. Although soon, Alan will have a large amount of money in the account, but he happily took the pocket money given by his mother.
Walking lightly and quickly down the white cobbled streets of Diagon Alley, Alan was in a very good mood. The Order of Merlin Third Class Medal, which represented honor, had already been thrown into the storage space by him. Allen passed through the lively shops, and soon came to a tall white building - Gringotts arrived.
Stepping into the shiny bronze gate, there stood a goblin guard in a scarlet and gold uniform at the door, bowing to Allen, and Allen politely returned the salute. Perhaps few people saluted the goblin guard, but he enthusiastically called a goblin for Alan as a guide to guide Alan.
"My name is Nagnack, dear guest, what can I do for you?" The goblin named Nagnack bowed deeply, and his service attitude was too good to say anything.
"I need to exchange some gold products into the currency of the wizarding world and Muggle currency." Allen said calmly, calmly, and it was not at all obvious that this was the first time he had come to Gringotts to exchange money.
"Okay, please follow me." Nagnack bowed respectfully, and stretched out his hand to guide the way.
Through the second silver door and into the spacious marble hall, about a hundred goblins sat behind the long counter and registered hastily in the large ledger. Some use scales to weigh coins, others use eyepieces to detect gems. Nagnack guided Alan to a counter against the wall, and Alan took out a few roses made of gold by himself.
Later, Allen left Gringotts with a lot of money in his arms, "The pride of wizards is really everywhere,
You can exchange Galleons for British pounds at will. Although there is a limit on the amount of British Galleons exchanged for Galleons, there is no restriction on the exchange of items for Galleons. Muggle money is not allowed to be exchanged directly, but as long as I want to, I can avoid it by exchanging items. Passed this loophole-ridden regulation. "Depositing these currencies in the storage space, Allen happily strolled around Diagon Alley while complaining.
No matter what kind of store it is, Allen will stop and explore. In this way, it will soon be the meeting time agreed with Mrs. Harris. Allen hurried back to the Leaky Cauldron.
At the same time, compared with the free and wealthy Allen, Harry is extremely pitiful. His Uncle Vernon knew some rules of the wizarding world because of Dobby, and locked Harry into the bedroom. Not only did he get someone to put iron bars on Harry's window, but he also installed a trap door on the bedroom door himself, and sent a little food in three times a day. They made Harry go to the bathroom every morning and evening, and locked him in the house the rest of the time. Harry couldn't think of a way out. He lay in bed watching the sun go down behind the window grille, thinking sadly of his future fate, and despairing.
With money in his pocket, Alan, who was free and in the mood, was lying contentedly on the bed and counting his property, when he suddenly thought that Harry also had a lot of gold coins in Gringotts, thinking that the current Harry might be a little bit awful. Alan, who thought of the plot, decided to visit Harry tomorrow. After all, he is still his friend, and it is a good deed to help him when he is able.
Early the next morning, Alan arrived at No. 4 Privet Drive after passing Floo fans and taking a bus. He used the wizard robe to activate the disillusionment spell, and began to observe the signs of the owner of the house. Uncle Vernon's family just finished breakfast and seemed to be in a very good mood.
"Petunia, just send that kid a bowl of canned soup, he will never go back to that ridiculous school, forever!" Before setting off, Vernon told Petunia again, and Vernon pushed open the door, humming weird Xiaoqu, walk away. Allen, who was invisible, seized this opportunity, slipped in like a fish, and slipped in.
Allen followed Aunt Petunia to the bedroom that belonged to Harry. The bedroom door was locked tightly, and there was a small trapdoor in the door through which Aunt Petunia passed the cooling bowl of soup to Harry.
"Penny Dursley, even if James Potter acted like a jerk when your husband offered him a Muggle job because he didn't know much about the wizarding world, you knew how to take care of your sister." How much risk will you take, my children, but this is indeed too much." Allen saw this scene with his own eyes, which made him feel different from reading novels or movies before, which made him very angry.
Not long after, Aunt Petunia also went out, and Dudley, who had a full belly, took his toy submachine gun and went out to show off to Moken and the others.