Chapter 256 Winning Is Numb!

At the table responsible for betting on the Transylvania team, Sirius stood at the forefront.

Harry seemed to be Sirius' follower, obediently standing behind.

After making the decision earlier, Sirius wanted to go to Ludo immediately, but was stopped by Harry.

Considering the large bet they want to bet this time, Ludo will definitely not be able to bear it, and it is very likely that they will run away if they are private.

So after Harry's analysis, Sirius finally chose the handicap with official endorsement and Gringotts as the manor.

After all, everyone has a big business, and there are industries all over the world, so it is not easy to escape;

To treat non-human races like goblins, the Ministry of Magic also signed a magic contract with them. So they are unlikely to default, after all, that price cannot be afforded.

At this moment, the young goblin in charge of the Transylvania team seemed to see the savior:

"Mr. Black, you mean...you want to bet on Transylvania, right?"

"I heard it, I heard it very clearly!"

The smile on the young goblin's face almost overflowed his cheeks. It grabbed Sirius' hand violently and jumped up and down crazily.

Sirius frowned, and pulled his hand out forcefully.

But the young goblin didn't care. For a money-greedy race like goblins, the current Black is simply his own parents and relatives!

"Then how are you going to press? The exact score, the approximate range of the score, the duration of the game, the number of goals scored by a single player, who can find the Golden Snitch..."

"We can bet on these, and there will be professionals to calculate the odds!"

"The more conditions you choose and the more precise, the higher the odds!"

After being notified, several middle-aged goblins rushed out from the back of the venue, trotted all the way to the back of the young goblin, and looked at Sirius expectantly.

At this time, a large number of watching wizards had gathered around, and many of them stood on tiptoe, wanting to see which fool had the courage.

But they couldn't eat much melons, because the middle-aged goblin who ran out at the end respectfully moved the table away and invited the two to go indoors for a detailed discussion.

Harry and Black were ushered into the reception room reserved for pure-blood families and sat on comfortable sofas.

There was already lemon juice on the table, but neither of them touched it.

After the two parties were seated, the young goblin repeated what he had said before, and looked at Sirius with anticipation.

Sirius first turned his head to look at Harry, then looked at the note in his palm, and finally gritted his teeth and said:

"We opted to press... the game was over in three hours, Transylvania caught the Snitch and won!"

The goblins in the room were instantly ecstatic, this is really the God of Wealth who came to give money!

The Black family is a well-known pure-blood family with a long history, and the amount of bets must not be less than 10,000!

"We can give you twenty times the odds, but don't you consider betting on the point difference between the two teams?"

Under the gesture of several middle-aged goblins, the young goblins began to fool around,

"Think about it! If you choose Transylvania to lead England by more than fifty points, your odds can be increased by twenty-five times."

"If the lead is more than 100 points, the odds can be raised to 30 times; if the lead is more than 150 points..."

The young goblin stopped talking suddenly, and turned her head to look back.

The middle-aged goblin behind nodded and gave it a "don't be afraid" look.

After all, the England team is so strong, and the Transylvania team is only an amateur team, how could it possibly win?

This is the performance of the British Gringotts branch, and it must not be let go!

Besides, it will definitely be the young goblin who will be responsible for signing the signature. Even if it turns out to be a big upset in the end, it will be the young goblin who will take the responsibility and be punished.

Just treat it as your kindness and teach it a lesson!

"...We can offer forty times the odds!"

Gritting her teeth, the young goblin said loudly,

"And we can sign a magic contract, a contract between the goblin race and the Black family!"

"Plus Potter." Harry said suddenly, "Since you said so, let's add one more condition."

"One hundred and fifty happens to be the number of a golden snitch, so let's bet big!"

"We believe that the Transylvania team will lead the England team by more than 150 points!"

"Our side bets..."

Harry paused, considering his assets.

The copyright rental fee for the improved version of the potion from the Extraordinary Pharmacist Association and the sales fee for the ordinary potion that I placed there for sale have already arrived.

After deducting all kinds of taxes and handling fees, his income was more than 20,000 Galleons.

Another 30,000 cash can be withdrawn from the treasure house of the Potter family, only those gems and other precious items are not easy to cash out.

Before Sirius came, he had already said that there was no need to worry about the assets of the Black family, and he could spend up to 600,000 Galleons.

And these are all cash, excluding gems, land deeds, various magic items and magic books.

Sirius waved his hand, indicating that Harry can dispose of these assets at will.

After all, he was going to stay single like this, and all these properties would be owned by his goddaughter in the future!

But Harley also had to consider the ability of the goblins themselves. If they lost too much, they might turn the tables and be unable to play.

Although Harry wasn't afraid of goblins at all, now was not the time to flip the table, and there was no need for it.

That's why Harley didn't reveal the point difference she really predicted - 380 points, but only predicted 150 points.

On the one hand, he can push himself to bet that the Transylvania team can catch the Golden Snitch in a short time. On the other hand, he is also afraid that the goblin will end up cheating because of the high odds.

After a short mental calculation for a minute, Harry gave the final figures: "We bet..."

"Two hundred thousand Galleons!"

As soon as the data came out, the goblins instantly became jealous!

After all, the purchasing power of Galleons in the magic world is very exaggerated, and ordinary wizards usually don't have many Galleons in their hands.

An employee of the Ministry of Magic like Arthur Weasley, considering his position as the director of a relatively deserted office, he only has about seventy Galleons a month.

The salary level of most ordinary Ministry of Magic employees is only around 60 Galleons, and only those directors and deputy directors can get high salaries.

But now, Harry and Sirius actually paid out 200,000 Galleons!

This is a huge sum of money that Mr. Weasley, an employee of the Ministry of Magic who does not consider a salary increase or salary cut, works for 238 years without eating or drinking!

I am afraid that only a pure-blood family that has been passed down for hundreds of years without interruption, with a lot of opportunities in the middle, and a large number of talents can come up with such a sum of cash in one go.

Across the negotiating table, the young goblin was already going crazy.

With this amount of money, Gringotts could still make money even if the total amount of money to win the England team reached 10 million.

Besides, there has only been more than 2 million bets so far, and Gringotts' profit from this game is going to be more than 150,000!

They didn't think about it any more, and they couldn't make a decision anymore.

A middle-aged goblin rushed out of the room like crazy, and soon invited an old goblin.

"This is a contract, Mr. Black, Miss Potter." The old goblin said tremblingly,

"Please read it carefully. If it is correct, both parties should sign their respective surnames and races in the corresponding positions."

Saying that, it took out a treasure chest from behind, opened the lid with trembling hands, and took out a piece of parchment tied with hemp rope.

The old goblin carefully tore off the hemp rope, and handed the parchment, which exuded strong fluctuations in magic power, to Sirius.

However, Sirius waved his hand slightly, and took the initiative to let Harry take over the contract.

The old goblin looked slightly relaxed, and immediately said something to the young goblin after letting go.

The young goblin's face was filled with excitement for an instant, as if some great happy event had just happened.

Harry carefully reviewed the contract, not even letting go of the patterns on the corners.

"Mr. Goblin, I don't know what to call you?" Harry asked suddenly.

"Just call me Granhart," said the old goblin.

"Mr. Granhart, there is something wrong with your contract." Harry squinted his eyes, looking at the contract in his hand,

"If I'm not mistaken, the pattern on the corner here means that the contract itself is just..."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Granhart suddenly coughed violently, and grabbed the contract with agility that didn't match his age.

But its hand was pushed away halfway forward, and a gust of breeze was circling around Harry, forming an invisible layer of protection.

Granhart's expression didn't change at all, and a smile filled his face: "This... I'm really sorry, Miss Potter, we seem to have got the wrong contract."

"This must have been taken from the treasury by a goblin who has just started a job. It probably is not familiar with the treasury, so it just grabbed a contract and came here."

"I'm going to change it for you...I'm going to change it for you..."

As he said that, Granhart trotted out of the room. The middle-aged and young elves looked at Harry and Sirius nervously.

They were a little flustered in their hearts, for fear that Harry and Sirius would just leave without placing any bets.

If the old men at the headquarters knew that they had let the money go, they would be dead!

Fortunately for them, Harry and Sirius didn't move at all, Sirius didn't even have an expression on his face, and Harry had a sneer on his face.

In less than a minute, the old goblin rushed back with a new contract.

Apparently, the goblins themselves were betting that Harley and Sirius wouldn't find out about the contract.

In this contract, the Potter family and the Black family are betting against the young goblin who was signed by the deceived person.

In this way, the goblins can ensure that even if they are upset, they only need to sacrifice the life of a young goblin to protect their own interests.

And if Harley finds out the problem, then just change the contract on the spot.

The unquestionable contract has probably been waiting outside the room for a long time.

"Miss Potter, Mr. Black, this is the correct contract, the previous one was an accident."

The old goblin's voice became trembling again, full of decaying breath, as if his life was not long,

"If there is no problem, let's sign the contract quickly!"

But Harry is not easy to fool.

She didn't let go of the hand holding the original contract at all, and tapped the table lightly with the other hand:

"What about this contract? You want to take the initiative to deceive us, the evidence is solid, let's forget about it?"

"What are you talking about, Miss Potter?" Granhart shook his wrinkled head, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"It was just our young staff who made a little mistake before. I wonder if you can forgive them?"

"Heh!" Harry sneered, and the invisible pressure instantly spread, filling the whole room.

The goblins suddenly showed panic, the little witch in front of them was actually stronger than those strongest old goblins in their Gringotts headquarters!

"It's really a good plan, goblins!" Harry's hair was fluttering, his face was frosty,

"But you probably got one thing wrong, the initiative to sign the contract is in our hands!"

"Also, although the bloodlines of the Potter family and the Black family are not considered prosperous, their status in the magic world is not low!"

Harry said a few words without beginning or end, and then made a gesture to stand up.

The old goblin's expression changed instantly.

It's not that it's afraid of the threat of Harley's strength. After all, Gringotts has a huge backstage, and the entire goblin group stands behind it, and there are even a few goblins who are comparable to the level of Hogwarts headmaster.

In its eyes, no matter how strong Harley is, he is just a wizard. After all, age is here, can she compare to those old men who have lived hundreds of years?

Besides, now wizards and goblins are still in a peaceful period of mutual tolerance, and Harley launched an action against goblins alone, can she bear it?

The old goblins, who knew well the high-ranking Ministry of Magic and the nature of pure-blood families, were not afraid of this.

But it is afraid that it will not be able to make the current amount of money, and it is even more afraid that Gringotts' reputation will be harmed, which will cause more money to be lost in the future!

Granhart's attitude became more and more amiable: "This...Miss Potter, there is something to discuss. I think we did make mistakes..."

Only then did Harry sit down again, and nodded, "That's about the same."

After fifteen minutes of negotiation, the two sides finally finalized the agreement.

In addition to the previous agreement, as compensation for the previous willful breach of contract, Harry has the right to ask Gringotts to make customized alchemy items for herself to repay part of the amount after losing the bet.

The goblins were very heartbroken, but there was nothing they could do about it.

After the contract was signed, Harry instantly felt an invisible shackle on his body.

"Then don't bother you two to enjoy the game tonight," Granhart said with a smile after pushing away the young goblin and signing himself.

"We're going to transfer Galleons to your Gringotts vault."

It smiled very happily, as if the performance was already in sight.

And Harry laughed too.

Considering that in the group stage and knockout stage of the entire Quidditch World Cup, only this game lost so outrageously, there will be such exaggerated odds.

So Harley simply chose to eat once, play a big one for the first time, and run away after earning a fortune.

There are a total of 200,000 Galleons, and the odds are forty times. In other words, 8 million Galleons are already waving to Harry.

I hope that the goblins will not be too sad when the results of the competition are out tonight.

After all, that's eight million Galleons.

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(Thanks to the "Nine-tailed Flaming Fox" boss for the reward!)

(ps. There was a small problem. I suddenly discovered that in the original book, the England team did not qualify for the group stage. The loss to Transylvania should have been in the group stage, not the knockout stage.)