Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 539 Shopping
It is clear that Tyella's series of actions and reforms plundered the wealth accumulated by the Malfoy family over generations and completely shattered the self-esteem that this pure-blood family had maintained for a lifetime.

To make a living and for her son's future, Narcissa Malfoy lowered her proud head and humbly sold everything in the house that she could, just to get a few Galleons.

"Haha, who would have thought Malfoy would have a day like this?" Ron joked. "We really have to thank Tierra for this!"

Normally, Harry would have thought he should chime in with a few words or laugh a little, but now, watching Draco Malfoy and his mother's figures gradually disappear into the distance, Harry twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, but couldn't manage a smile, and could only nod dejectedly.

"Oh, my goodness, Jasmine, my old friend, welcome!" As soon as Mrs. Weasley walked in, Mrs. Malkin immediately put on an extremely warm and welcoming face, giving Mrs. Weasley a very enthusiastic hug.

However, it was clear that Mrs. Weasley was very uncomfortable with Mrs. Malkin's attitude. She gave an awkward and stiff hug back, and then subtly took a step back, leaving Mrs. Malkin's embrace.

“Then, Jasmine,” Mrs. Malkin said, clapping her hands cheerfully, “tell me, what kind of dress do you want?”

“Oh… um… Mrs. Morkin…” Mrs. Weasley said awkwardly.

“Just call me Daisy,” said Mrs. Malkin.

“Oh… well, Daisy…” Mrs. Weasley said, “My little daughter, Ginny, is going into fifth grade soon, and her old clothes are all too small. I’d like to have a larger school uniform made for her.”

“Oh my goodness, who is this little beauty? It’s Ginny.” Mrs. Malkin said, gently stroking Ginny’s face. “The last time I saw you, you were only this tall. You’ve grown so much in the blink of an eye.”

"A Hogwarts uniform for our Miss Weasley," Madam Malkin said, tossing the measuring tape in her hand.

The measuring tape circled Ginny a few times before returning to Mrs. Malkin's hand.

“A Gryffindor lady’s robe.” Mrs. Malkin stretched out her hand, beckoning a stack of notebooks. She wrote something on them, then with a “rip,” tore off the paper she had just finished writing on and handed it to Mrs. Weasley.

“Miss Ginny’s clothes will be ready in three days. Would you like me to deliver them to your home, or to Hogwarts after the start of the school year?” Madam Malkin asked.

"Delivered to my home?" Mrs. Weasley asked in surprise. "You can deliver to my home now?"

"There's nothing I can do," Mrs. Malkin said helplessly. "Everyone delivers goods now, and if you're the only one not doing door-to-door delivery, you can't do business."

“Alright then… deliver it to my home,” Mrs. Weasley said. “Thank you.”

"Aren't you going to buy yourself some clothes, Jasmine?" Mrs. Malkin said. "Look at you, your children are all grown up and successful, it's time for you to spend some time on yourself."

“Oh, me?” Mrs. Weasley touched her hair and said apologetically, “I’d rather not. I’m too old. There’s no need to spend money on me.”

“Oh, Jasmine,” Mrs. Malkin said, “you’re too frugal. You should treat yourself better. I’ve heard that your husband and your eldest son have made a fortune in the Treasury.”

“No, no, that’s not true!” Mrs. Weasley quickly denied.

Harry frowned slightly, and it took him a moment to understand why Madam Malkin had suddenly become so enthusiastic.

Obviously, it was common knowledge that Mr. Weasley worked for the Bureau Against the Misuse of Muggle Items and Bill worked for the Treasurer of the Magical Union. Everyone assumed the Weasley family had made a fortune, since the Treasurer of the Magical Union was essentially built on Gringotts' vast collection of Galleons. That was a massive amount of Galleons.

No one believed that the person guarding the Galleons wouldn't steal from them.

A few, dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of Galleons are as insignificant as a drop of water in the face of a sea of ​​gold coins.

After learning of the establishment of the Magic Federation's Finance Department, everyone had this one thought in their spare time before going to sleep each night—

"I wish I worked at the Treasury Department!"

Many people may have already devised detailed plans to steal even a few coins.

After leaving Madam Malkin's clothing store, Harry and his group went to Flourish and Blotts, and then came out empty-handed.

Similarly, Flourish and Blotts also offers delivery services, allowing you to choose to have your books delivered directly to your home or to Hogwarts.

Of course, like Mrs. Malkin, the owner of Flourish and Blotts also tried to sell Mrs. Weasley the books "OWLs Exam Strategies" and "OWLs Spellbook".

This time, Weasley didn't hold back on her wallet and spent seventeen Galleons and five Shekels to buy the two books for Ginny, even though Ginny repeatedly insisted that she didn't need them at all.

After leaving Flourish and Blotts, they went to the apothecary to replenish Ginny's supplies.

Due to the change in the potions professors, their potions have also undergone significant changes.

At the apothecary, Harry and Ron didn't buy any potions; apparently, they weren't going to study potions this year. But at Illa's Owl Shop, they each bought a larger owl cage for their Hyde and Piglet.

After leaving the owl shop, Hagrid parted ways with them and headed to a magical creature shop in what used to be Knockturn Alley.

It is said that Hagrid has just obtained a breeding certificate for a magical creature.

Then, with Mrs. Wesley checking her watch every minute, they continued deeper into the alley in search of Fred and George's Weasley's Wizarding Joke Shop.

“We really don’t have much time. Every second we stay outside could be a war zone,” Mrs. Weasley said. “Let’s hurry around and get back to the car. Don’t get too far apart. Um… this is number ninety-two… number ninety-four…”

"Wow!" Ron suddenly exclaimed, then slowly stopped in his tracks.

Compared to the dark-toned, elegantly decorated storefronts next to it, the window display of Fred & George's shop looked like a fireworks display.

Even casual passersby would turn to look at that shop window, and a few people who seemed stunned actually stopped and stood there dumbfounded.

Just like Mrs. Weasley is now.

(End of this chapter)