Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry

Chapter 30 30.Nice to meet you!

Author: Lord Berefeld

Chapter 30 30.Nice to meet you!

The interior of Gringotts is much more spacious than it looks from the outside. It is obvious that the Invisible Stretching Curse has been cast inside. I have to say that this spell is quite convenient. There are countless doors in the hall, leading to different places. Hundreds of

A goblin was using scales, magnifying glasses and other tools on the counter in the hall to inspect the gems, gold coins or some rare objects in front of her.

Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, we came to one of the counters: "Please exchange some galleons for these gentlemen."

The goblin in front of the counter, who had an impatient expression on his face, immediately put on a false smile when he saw that it was Professor McGonagall.

"Hello, Professor McGonagall. Are you a new student at Hogwarts?"

Seeing Professor McGonagall nodding, the goblin turned to look at Vernon. The fake smile on his face disappeared instantly and returned to his original impatient look: "How much?"

"Excuse me, what is the exchange rate?" Vernon was a little worried.

The goblin glanced at Vernon impatiently and answered his question: "Five pounds and a galleons."

Vernon was obviously relieved after hearing this, and he waved his hand and said proudly.

"First come a thousand"

"Sorry, sir." A trace of ridicule flashed across the goblin's face: "The little wizard at Hogwarts can only exchange it once a year, and can only exchange it for 100 gold galleons at a time."

"Okay, just 200 gold galleons." Vernon muttered softly.

He took the 1,000 pounds from Vernon, then took out two bags of gold coins and handed them over.

One bag is for Harry and one is for Dudley.

On the other side, Mr. Granger also exchanged one hundred gold galleons for Hermione.

Just as a few people were exchanging gold coins and preparing to leave, Professor McGonagall suddenly said: "Wait a minute, we need to go to Mr. Harry Potter's vault to withdraw some money."

As she spoke, she took out a gold key from her pocket.

After a roller coaster-like experience, several people arrived at the Potter family's vault.

"I didn't expect them to be so rich."

Coming out of the Potter's house, which was like a mountain of gold, even Vernon had to sigh.

He had always thought that his wife's sister and brother-in-law were idle guys with no serious job, but he didn't expect that he was a second-generation rich man.

Those piles of gold coins would be a considerable sum if converted into pounds.

However, the Dursleys were not moved by this and were instead happy for Harry.

"Please purchase what you need according to the freshman guide."

The new student guide that Professor McGonagall refers to is the content on the Hogwarts admission notice.

Roughly: uniform, gloves, cloak, textbook, wand, crucible, glass vial, telescope and scale.

Of course you can also bring an owl, cat or toad.

Dudley frowned and looked at the items on the shopping list one by one, not because there were too many things, but because there were too few.

Especially the items in the Potions class, there are only three items in total: crucibles, medicines and scales.

"Professor McGonagall, apart from the above, can we bring anything else?"

McGonagall heard this and replied: "Of course you can, but I would like to remind you that it is best not to bring Muggle-related items. Hogwarts cannot use those items."

It's not that Dudley wanted to bring other things, the main reason was that the equipment was too crude. In order to be able to brew potions better, Dudley planned to bring the set of experimental equipment he bought. Well, considering that Harry and Hermione should also

If necessary, bring a few more sets.

"It's getting late." Professor McGonagall raised her head and glanced at the sky: "I think we should divide the work. The adults will go with me to buy crucibles, scales, books and other items needed for school. The future little wizards will buy them.

Wands, uniforms, these things need to be tailor-made."

Naturally, no one would have any objections to Professor McGonagall's arrangement, especially Mr. Granger and Vernon. They had already discussed going to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink. The Leaky Cauldron was the name of the bar where several people came before.

, they are very curious about the taste of drinks in the wizarding world.

First comes the uniforms and robes, which take the most time.

So two little wizards and a real Muggle walked into a place called Madam Malkin's Robe Store.

Madam Malkin is a short, fat witch with a pleasant smile and dressed in purple.

"I want to buy Hogwarts school uniforms." Mrs. Malkin looked at the three of them and said politely: "Two sets for first grade and one set for seventh grade, right?"

Dudley grinned: "No, they are all first grade."

This answer obviously stunned Mrs. Malkin.

"Ah, okay."

He replied reflexively, his eyes unconsciously glancing at Dudley.

'Hogwarts now recruits more than just 11-year-old wizards?'

In addition to the three people in the store, there was also a little boy who was being measured by other witches. He had a pale face and eye-catching platinum blond hair.

Dudley and Hermione were discussing the issue of robes with Madam Malkin, and Harry was sitting next to him, chatting about nothing.

The little boy always spoke with an ups and downs of emphasis, which made Harry feel that he could never communicate with him normally.

The content of their chat revolved around Hogwarts, but Harry's knowledge of Hogwarts was limited to the name, so Harry didn't know whatever questions the other party mentioned.

Every time after receiving a reply that Harry didn't know, the other party would respond with a long 'oh' in a longer tone.

This made Harry feel tortured.

However, the little boy thought that he and Harry were having a great conversation.

"Hey, look at that stupid big guy." The boy raised his chin at Dudley, who came over, and said in a tone of praise or contempt, "He said he was a freshman, and he was even better than Crabbe and Goyle.

To be strong, I think he must also be able to eat well."

If the previous conversation only made Harry feel uncomfortable, then this sentence undoubtedly made Harry angry.

Even though Dudley is really good at eating.

Harry said coldly: "That's my brother!"

"Really?" the boy said with a hint of mockery. In his memory, no child who knew the family well looked like this: "Why does he come to accompany you, your parents?"

"They passed away."

Harry no longer wanted to continue talking to the boy and only answered him out of politeness.

"Oh, I'm sorry." The boy continued, but there was no apology in his words, and he said with deep meaning: "They are the same kind of people as us, right?"

"They are all wizards."

After hearing Harry's words, the mockery on the boy's face gradually dissipated, and he continued: "I don't think those who are different should be allowed to enroll, such as those around your stupid big brother."

Dudley and Harry were wearing pure black clothes, which were similar to the clothes of the wizarding world, while Hermione was wearing clothes that were obviously from the Muggle world.

For boys, the Muggle world is naturally a different experience.

Before he finished speaking, Harry's expression changed drastically, and it was too late to stop him.

I saw a shadow blocking the light above the boy. Before he could have a seizure, he felt a big hand on his head, and his head was pushed away bit by bit. He looked up and saw a big expressionless face close at hand.

, staring directly at himself.

At that moment, he felt that he was being targeted by some peerless beast, and a biting chill shot from his tailbone to Tianling Gai.

Dudley slowly opened his mouth, revealing two rows of deep white teeth. The boy could even feel the hot breath from the other person's breath, and felt that his little head would be bitten off by the other person at any time.

"Hi, nice to meet you!"

Hey! Hand over the ticket!

(End of chapter)