HP: Wizards at Hogwarts

Although Dumbledore, the headmaster, was the one who escorted Elaine today, the "scholarship" fund is ultimately funded by the school and is a public account, so they still need to go to Gringotts to get the money.

Gringotts is located in the heart of Diagon Alley and is the largest and most prominent building there.

The interior lobby was decorated quite luxuriously, with marble floors and crystal chandeliers. Although it couldn't compare to the Ritz Hotel where Elaine had stayed before, it had its own unique charm.

There were many windows in the hall, and behind each window sat a short goblin with a long nose, pointed ears, and dressed in a suit.

"This is a goblin."

Seeing that Elaine was staring intently at the goblins, Dumbledore assumed it was simply out of curiosity and introduced them, "Gringotts is run by goblins. Don't let their ugly appearance fool you, these little guys are natural financial experts."

Elaine looked away and couldn't help but complain, "You wizards are really too careless to let such an important department as a bank be run by a non-human species."

Fairies are not only non-human species, but their values ​​are also completely different from those of humans. Elaine really couldn't understand what the administrators of the magical world were thinking.

"If it's because the wizards are so bad at math, why not just add a math class at Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore said, "I regret to inform you that I cannot do that."

Why?

"Because magic is a power of the mind, while mathematics can make people too rational."

So that's how it is?

That's not surprising...

Elivin pouted. "Okay, I get it."

"But if you ever want to teach math at Hogwarts, I think I'm perfectly capable of teaching that course."

Just then, a voice from behind interrupted their conversation.

"Welcome, Professor Dumbledore."

"May I ask what brings you here today?"

Turning around, I saw a short, lewd-looking demon standing respectfully beside me with a big smile on his face.

The fairy's nose twitched, as if it were constantly savoring the scent of Galleon lingering in the air.

Seeing this, Dumbledore had no choice but to temporarily abandon his idea of ​​discussing the topic of "mathematics courses" in depth with Elaine and attend to more important matters first.

"I'm here to help the newly enrolled wizard apply for a scholarship and open a new account for him."

Upon hearing this, the fairy looked at Elivin, her gaze shifting from flattery to one of surprise and doubt.

This human wizard is dressed so well, and he was brought by Dumbledore himself. He still needs to apply for a scholarship?

However, since you need to apply for a scholarship, you must be someone who doesn't have money!

The fairy's gaze finally turned into undisguised disgust, contempt, and disdain: "The account opening fee is one silver sieve."

Elivin: "???"

He had already discerned the fairy's attitude.

That damned goblin, it looks down on people and is already courting death!

Believe it or not, I'll reenact the events of the ancient demon king from a hundred years ago!

Hey, buddy!

Elaine pointed at Dumbledore beside him, "Open your dog eyes and look carefully. I was personally brought here by Dumbledore. You're asking me to pay an account opening fee?"

The goblin glanced at Dumbledore warily, but seeing him looking down as if he hadn't heard her, she grew bolder and sneered at Elaine, "This is already out of respect for Professor Dumbledore, otherwise I'd charge you two silver sieves!"

Elaine narrowed his eyes and nudged Dumbledore with his elbow: "Is your face only worth a silver coin here?"

Dumbledore: "..."

Fairy: "..."

The Slytherin traits within this young wizard can no longer be hidden!

All done!

Now he has all the characteristics of the four academies!

Like a jigsaw puzzle that was missing one piece, the long-awaited gap was filled at this moment, achieving perfection. At the same time, quantitative change led to qualitative change, realizing the overall sublimation!

Dumbledore was filled with mixed emotions.

The fairy beside him was already terrified, his face turning green—in fact, his face was already quite green, but now it was even greener—and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.

A human wizard born evil!

Such a young age and such a vicious mind, putting such a huge label on himself!

Even if I waive his account opening fee now, Dumbledore will only think that I think his face is only worth two silver sieves!

The atmosphere at the scene instantly became tense.

"Pull ring, what are you doing?!"

Another voice came, saving the bewildered fairy.

Pull-ring felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly retreated behind the newcomer: "Manager, Professor Dumbledore wants to apply for a scholarship for this newly enrolled young wizard."

After saying that, the pull ring lowered its head and dared not say another word.

But Elaine wasn't about to let him off so easily. He stared intently at him and sneered, "Oh~ so your name is Pull-Ring?"

Pull ring?

Isn't he the guy who tricked Harry and the others and was eventually killed by Voldemort?

"Very well, I'll remember you!"

Done!

My name has been revealed!!

And that damned little wizard is still chasing after us!

Upon seeing this scene, the fairy manager immediately understood what had just happened.

Why do I understand this so well?

Nonsense, we're all fairies, who doesn't know who?

However, since the fairy manager has reached the position of manager, she is naturally more perceptive than lower-level employees like the pull ring.

He knew very well that even if this little wizard in front of him was dirt poor, as long as he came with Dumbledore, Gringotts would have to give him face!

Fifteen minutes later.

Elaine, swinging a jingling money bag, followed Dumbledore out of Gringotts with a smug grin.

Inside the money bag were the 40 Galleons he had just received.

"Yo-ho~ The food's ready~"

Elaine was in a very good mood because he got money for free.

The two soon arrived at their second stop, Ollivander's Wand Shop.

The sign at the shop entrance reads, "Staff making began in 382 BC."

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the brass bell on the door immediately rang out with a clear, tinkling sound.

As soon as Elaine stepped into the store, a head popped out from behind the counter.

Ollivander was getting on in years, but he didn't have many wrinkles on his face. Everyone who looked at him first noticed not his slightly messy silver-white short hair, but his deep eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Ollivander gave Eleven a deep look, then a slight smile played on his lips.

"You will achieve great things, young wizard!"

Elaine laughed: "Do you say that to all your guests?"

Ollivander would never admit it, shaking his head repeatedly and saying, "No, no, no, I would never say that to a wizard so easily."

"But you...you...this golden hair, these blue eyes..."

"Merlin's fattest briefs!"

"You and that person look almost exactly alike!"