A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

Rogge played with the wand. He could now enter the vault pretending to be Bella, or he could use the password left by Voldemort.

But he was not in a hurry. Once he came to Gringotts, there was a thief-proof waterfall. Secondly, I haven't figured out how to deal with Voldemort's Horcrux yet.

It was a relic left by the founder of the school. It would be a pity to destroy it! Funny to say, in the end only the Sword of Gryffindor remained among the four houses' relics.

Roger sighed and locked Bella's wand away. When he lent it, he had no intention of returning it. It was far safer in his own hands than in the Ministry of Magic.

If I remember correctly, Tom's notebook will return to Hogwarts this year, causing another big disturbance. Rogge thought about it and probably had an idea.

No matter how many times I come to Gringotts, it is always so busy, as if there is endless gold waiting for the goblins to deliver it to the underground vault.

"Oh, Mr. Rogge, welcome to Gringotts. Do you want to go to the vault?" When Rogge saw Rogge, he quickly jumped down from the high chair to welcome the big benefactor.

"No. 1111." Rogge took out the key. Rocobic nodded and led Rogge into the underground vault. The two people sit on the rail car, and a dedicated driver controls the vehicle.

"I heard that you goblins are the best craftsmen in the magic world. Is it true?" Rogge looked at the underground world curiously and asked.

"Of course it's true. A thousand years ago, our king Legnac forged a sword for Gryffindor. But you wizards actually stole it..."

"Wait a minute, since it was made for Gryffindor, shouldn't it belong to wizards?"

"Humph, the things we build naturally belong to us. You are just renting them temporarily. When the renter dies, the ownership of the items will return to our hands, and we have the right to take back the things that belong to the goblins." Rocopic said the goblins' principles , but in Rogge’s ears it was unreasonable.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it turns out that's what you thought of buying. What a pity. I originally wanted to negotiate a big deal with you. Hey~"

"Wait a minute, Mr. Rogge. That happened a thousand years ago and does not affect our current transaction." As the rail car flipped overhead, the two of them got closer and closer to Vault No. 1111.

"Oh, so your definition of buying has changed?"

"Well... let's talk about the deal first. Everything is easy to discuss. After all, the sword has always been in Gryffindor, and we haven't gotten it back." Rocopic complained in his heart, if he wasn't worried about stealing... taking it After leaving, he was retaliated by the wizard and they had taken him away long ago.

"I want to add some defensive magic similar to Gringotts to the house. What kind of materials and spells are needed?"

"There is nothing better than fairy metal! They have good magic conductivity and plasticity, and do not require continuous maintenance once the spell is cast. Far better than ordinary materials!" Rocopic quickly introduced the benefits of fairy metal.

"What if I want to buy some goblin metal?"

"Mr. Rogge, I can't decide this. We still need to discuss it..."

The railcar stopped outside the vault, and Rocopic asked Roger to get off. It picked up the vault key, and as the goblin's fingers slid, the locks on the vault door were opened one by one.

"Discuss? Then hurry up, maybe I will change my mind soon." Rogge opened the vault door, and the gold mountain inside blinded Rocopic's eyes.

It watched Rogge put the gold coins into the traceless expansion box and gasped heavily: "Mr. Rogge, fairy metal is our best metal. 1...10 galleons per pound."

Rocopic just said that he needed to go back to discuss, but now he has made an offer. Damn the goblins, as long as the galleons are in place, there is nothing they dare not sell.

"10 Galleons? That's too expensive. Let's go with 10 Sickles. In addition to making coins, isn't your fairy metal just piled in the ground to mold and collect dust? Is there any other market?" Rogge only had a budget of 500,000 Galleons. This time I pretended to walk away with 200,000 yuan.

Rocopic's expression was very complicated, and he felt that Rogge's quotation was too low: "3 Galleons..."

"Forget it, I'll go find Muggles to buy building materials. Wouldn't the annual maintenance cost be higher?"

Seeing Rogge giving up, Rocopic quickly agreed: "Wait a minute, Mr. Rogge, 10 Sickles, just 10 Sickles! But you have to buy at least 30,000 Galleons."

"30,000?" Rogge smiled coldly, who do you look down on?

"20,000 is fine...at least it can't be less than 10,000." Rocopic thought Rogge was unwilling and quickly lowered his request.

"Haha, I want to buy 100,000 galleons of fairy metal. But the unit price has to be lowered, 5 Si for 1 pound."

"100,000! How big of a house do you want to build with fairy metal!" Rocopic's eyes flashed with gold, a total of 100,000 galleons, completely beyond his expectations.

"You can do the math yourself. It's actually not much at all. If you use 5 siekos per pound, 100,000 Galleons is only 340,000 pounds, which is 154 tons. This amount of material is not even enough to build the exterior wall of a manor."

"Mr. Rogge, if you still need it, we can provide more fairy metal. As long as..." Rocopic gave a humble smile, rubbed his hands and looked at Rogge expectantly, "As long as the galleons are enough, we will give you as much as you want." how many."

Rocobic's greed was far beyond imagination. Rogge smiled and said, "Don't worry, we'll talk about it when we get back."

"Okay, please get in the car!" Rocopic respectfully opened the rail car and asked Roger to get in.

It brought Rogue to Gringotts' VIP room, which was open only to a few wizards.

The entire VIP room was made of gold and silver by fairies, and the walls were polished and smooth, reflecting dazzling light under the crystal chandelier.

The ground is made of large silver bricks, which make a crisp echo when you walk on them. The large round table in the center of the room has exquisite patterns engraved on the tabletop and table legs, and the tassels on the chairs are covered with various gems.

I have to say that this place is very vulgar, but vulgar enough to be luxurious, vulgar enough to be stylish, and vulgar enough to be tasteful. Any style of decoration looks exaggerated and pretentious compared to solid gold, silver, and precious stones.

"Mr. Rogge, what do you think of that deal?" Rocobic stood nearby, looking at him expectantly.

Everything in front of me opened my eyes. Sure enough, the closer you are to wealth, the better you can get it. Rogge picked up the golden cat sculpture on the table and looked at it carefully: "I'm a little confused."

"Where are you confused? Can I answer it for you?" Rocopic instantly transformed into a servant and humbly waited for Rogge's question.

"Do you represent Gringotts? Or do you represent yourself? Is this the Egyptian god cat Best?" Rogge had seen a similar sculpture, but it was a black Best, and the one in front of him was actually made of pure gold.

"Yes, sir. You are very knowledgeable. It comes from the ancient Egyptian pyramids and was brought back from the tomb by our curse breakers."

Rocopic was thinking about Rogge's question while introducing Golden Best. It is both a Gringotts employee and a goblin, but the results of choosing different identities are completely different.

Negotiate with Rogge in the name of Gringotts, and it will get a bonus at most. But if you sign a contract in your own name, the money is yours. I have never encountered a business of one hundred thousand galleons in my life.

"Of course you can talk to me, it doesn't make any difference to you." Rocobic quickly closed the door and waited quietly for Rogge's decision.

"Very good, as long as the service you provide satisfies me." Rogge took out the manor model designed by Muggles and introduced to Rocopic: "Look, this is what the new manor will look like. I will pay you...pay Your 100,000 Galleons.”

Rogge and Rocobic smiled at each other and made a request: "Help me prepare the fairy metal. In addition, you need to provide the stones and stones needed for the construction for free."

"Stones? They are all useless things... Oh, no, no, no, I mean those stones need to be found, and some money is needed." Rocopic smiled slyly, those things are everywhere underground, and they are not at all It doesn't cost a penny.

"Didn't you say they are all useless?" Rogge stared at the greedy Rocopic with a playful smile on his face.