Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry

Chapter 16 16. Gold and Galleons (please vote for the new book issue)

Author: Lord Berefeld

Chapter 16 16. Gold and Galleons (please vote for the new book issue)

Gargamel is the name Dudley gave himself.

Because Dudley's impression of Gargamel was that he basically didn't cast spells and just kept brewing potions. Dudley felt that this was very similar to him.

Although he has more thick and luxuriant hair than the real Gargamel, he is still physically strong enough to beat twenty such skinny guys at once.

Do you think this is a gathering place for wizards?

No! Dudley couldn't get into a place like that.

This is the gathering place for the Squibs.

The Squibs can't cast spells, so there is no traceless stretching spell cast on the room. The image of the fallen wizard is not very good, let alone the image of the Squibs.

Squibs have a hard time in the wizarding world because they don't know magic, which means they can't engage in magic-related professions, which means they have no source of income. After all, not every squib is like a Hogwarts administrator.

Mr. Filch is so lucky.

If Squib wants to live in the magical world without relying on family support, he must find another way out and think of other ways.

They are the bottom of the wizarding world

Therefore, Squib often travels between the Muggle world and the wizarding world in order to survive, and he is also the person Muggles are most likely to come into contact with about the magical world.

After all, those wizards who think they are superior will never look directly at Muggles.

The attendant had the best image among the group of squibs, but even so, his clothes looked greasy and dirty.

Except for a few Squibs like Mrs. Figg, don't expect most Squibs to be hygienic. They refuse to use Muggle washing powder and detergents, but they don't know how to use the 'clean up' spell.

There is only one word to describe sloppy.

The wizards have Hogsmeade, but the squibs don't have that power. They can only live in houses built by Muggles.

While passing by a room, Dudley vaguely heard a few words coming from inside. Such as magic, quick success

The attendant led Dudley into the deepest room in the house with a flattering look on his face.

That's the agreed-upon trading place.

Dudley is their big customer, so he must be treated with caution.

In the room, there were several squibs who had been waiting here for a long time. After Dudley entered the room, they all stood up and looked at Dudley with flattering faces.

"Where are the things?" Dudley got straight to the point as soon as he entered the room.

The main reason is that the smell here is so unpleasant. As a person with a normal or even superior sense of smell, he doesn't want to stay there for a moment longer.

"Dear Mr. Gargamel, this is what you want."

A squib in the room who looked a little cleaner handed Dudley a small satchel he was carrying.

Dudley took the small satchel and opened it to take a look. The satchel had obviously been cast under a traceless stretching spell. The space inside was much larger than it looked on the outside, but the space was also extremely limited and could only store a lot.

something.

Some common medicinal materials that are familiar to the magic world, such as jumping root, gilly grass, scurvy, lovage, sneezeweed, etc. are neatly placed in glass bottles. In addition, there are several magic books.

'It's enough to last you a while.'

Dudley took a cursory glance and found that although the quality of these potions was not of the highest quality, it was not too bad either.

Mainly because he couldn't go to the Wizarding World to buy it himself, so it was good to be able to get these.

"The stuff is correct, but next time I hope to get some slightly rarer materials. For example, fire ash snake eggs, jumping mushroom caps, troll snot, sap grass, African tree snake skin, etc."

"Those things you mentioned are not easy to get." The squib said this first, and then rubbed his fingers and said: "But if the price is right, it will be no problem. Since you are satisfied with the things this time, let's take a look."

The squib just said casually that many of the materials Dudley wanted were contraband, which would be difficult for even normal wizards to obtain, let alone them.

In fact, Dudley also wanted some bicorn horn powder, but that stuff was one of the contraband items, and it was impossible to expect Squib to get it.

"As long as you can help me get it, money is no problem."

Dudley said as he put the small bag on the table and poured it out.

The group of squibs in the room stared straight at him, their eyes full of greed.

Under the dim light, it was bright and golden, blinding your eyes.

It's all gold inside.

Naturally, the currency Dudley and Squib trade cannot be pounds, they only accept gold.

It's not that squibs are all antiques, but it's because gold can barely be used as currency in the magical world.

If there was no magic stone that turned everything into gold and disrupted the market, gold would be hard currency.

After all, one of the main raw materials of Galleons is gold.

In fact, Gringotts in the wizarding world offers a business of exchanging pounds for gold galleons. 5 pounds can be exchanged for 1 galleons, but the upper limit is one hundred gold galleons per year, and it is only for young wizards studying at Hogwarts.

Ordinary people simply cannot take advantage of the price difference loophole to make profits. Don't think that those goblins are fools. Their desire and greed for money are far beyond your imagination.

I went to Gringotts to exchange this bag of gold, but I could only get a pitiful amount of Galleons.

Galleons are gold, but gold is not equal to Galleons. It also requires special processing methods and numbering by fairies.

Excluding the cost of magic materials, the squibs only made a hard-earned profit, and most of it was earned by the goblins.

I have to say that wizards are really crazy, and they actually put their own economic lifeline in the hands of a defeated race.

“A pleasure to work with.”

Dudley was in a good mood after getting a small bag with the Traceless Stretching Charm. Without even looking at the gold on the table, he carefully put the bag away and said to Squib.

Now he doesn't lack money, he only lacks potion materials.

And he discovered that as long as the potion is well prepared, it is not much worse than ordinary wizards.

The power of some potions is actually quite extraordinary.

"Happy cooperation." Needless to say, the Squibs felt happy after winning the gold.

As for robbing Dudley to get back the potion materials, they never thought about it. As squibs, it was useless for them to get the potion materials, and it was hard to find a master who was as generous as Dudley these days.

If you offend him, the losses will be huge.

Besides, the Squib can't cast spells, so what's the point of robbery? Melee combat?

Seeing Dudley's unattractive and strong figure, any thoughts he had had were extinguished.

Dudley went out from the alley, and soon got into the car at the agreed place. Then the driver drove to a property, which was a place Dudley bought specifically to store potions. There was still some time before noon.

, he has to put things away first.

There is no need for Petunia and the others, who are averse to magic, to see it yet.

At least it's not the time yet.

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