The King of Flags at Hogwarts

“Hey, Mom,” Bill said, looking at everyone. “Hi, everyone.”

With that, the Weasley family was complete, except for their second son, Charlie, who was far away in Romania. Of course, there was also Scabbers, the rat in Ron's room on the top floor, who had dutifully locked himself in his cage ever since Bobby arrived.

"Why are you back?" Arthur asked curiously. Shouldn't Bill, who works as a spellbreaker in Gringotts, be somewhere like Egypt or the Middle East right now?

"Here's the thing, my boss gave me a paid leave, saying it was so I could properly entertain the big boss."

"The big boss?" Everyone was puzzled, but Bobby chuckled and winked at Bill.

Bill, being a smart man among smart men, immediately laughed and said, "Anyway, I have two days off, so I can finally eat my mother's ham pie!"

He pulled a stack of papers from his bag. “I ran into Professor McGonagall at headquarters. She’s still as energetic as ever after all these years,” Bill said, handing the papers to his younger siblings. “This is the new semester’s shopping list that she asked me to pass on. Bobby and Harry’s are included too. I think Dumbledore must have anticipated that you would come to our house.”

Arthur nodded repeatedly: "That's right, he really is all-knowing."

Selvi glanced at Christine. Ever since he learned about the magical world, he had wanted to visit the wizards' shopping street for many years.

Christine smiled and nodded, and he immediately suggested, "Why don't we go and buy the things the kids need for the new school term now?"

No one objected to this proposal.

Poppy laughed and said, "Then you all can use Floo Powder to get there, I'll Apparate myself."

Besides not wanting to get covered in soot, Bobby mainly had other things to do.

"Okay, let's meet in Diagon Alley."

Bobby waved to everyone and then disappeared.

"Poppy's Apparition is magical no matter when you watch it."

Molly remarked that this statement was unanimously agreed upon by the Weasley family.

Poppy reappeared at the entrance of the Leaky Cauldron.

Ever since she moved into Hogwarts, she's come here every year; it's where she earns extra money.

Pushing open the door, the Leaky Cauldron Bar was still as dirty and chaotic as ever.

Bald old Tom looked up and almost didn't recognize her. "Ah, it's little Bobby!"

With a hint of reluctance, he pulled a bottle of wine from under the counter. "Here you go, here you go, I've already prepared it for you."

He then pulled out a large bag and slammed it heavily next to the wine.

A rustling sound came from the bag, indicating it was full of coins.

The bar immediately became lively.

"Haha, little Bobby is challenging Gampo's aged social wine again?"

"Old Tom is going to suffer a huge loss. If he loses this money, there probably won't be any profit left this month."

"Pah! With Old Tom's spoiled food and watered-down liquor, how could he possibly not make a profit?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Old Tom is still a decent person, okay?"

"You guys have been cursed with a soul-stealing spell!"

Logically, Bobby should have signed an agreement with Old Tom before the challenge, but after so many years, the two had already established a tacit understanding, and signing an agreement was such a hassle that it was best to avoid it if possible.

But the ceremony was still important, so old Tom shouted, "Miss Bobby Evans is going to challenge Gump Aged Social Wine!"

Bobby smiled slightly, bowed slightly to the bar's patrons, and picked up the bottle.

tons tons tons...

Bobby finished the drink without even blinking.

She picked up the bag of money with a grin, "Thanks, old Tom!"

Old Tom laughed and said, "All you have to do is ask them to give me more new stock."

"Okay, I'll give them the instructions!"

Bobby walked straight toward the famous Diagon Alley entrance, brick walls, and trash cans.

A new customer at the bar expressed skepticism, asking, "Is making Galleons really that easy?"

Immediately, some diners started jeering, "Whether it's easy to make money or not, why don't you try it yourself?"

Old Tom, with ill intent, pulled out another bottle of aged Gump wine and raised an eyebrow at the diner.

As a result, the diner had to order an extra dish, since he had eaten for nothing before.

Note: Gump Aged Social Drink was specially brewed by the former owner of the Leaky Cauldron to thank the then Minister of Magic, Gump, for saving his pub.

In fact, this drink is extremely unpalatable. Although there is only one pint, almost no one can finish it in one go. So the Leaky Cauldron has a bet: whoever can finish a bottle of Gampo Aged Social Drink in one go can take away 100 Galleons.

Chapter 49 Diagon Alley: The Queen's Treasury

Bobby turned into a idiotic arms shop and couldn't help but laugh when she saw the sign at the entrance that read "Founded in 382 BC".

In 382 BC, people were still using strange and unusual weapons; there were no magic wands.

She had just come from the magic library of the Olympian pantheon, where everyone relied on the power contained in their bloodline to freely use magic, and there was no need for tools like wands to assist in casting spells.

British magical records aren't that old, so Garrick Ollivander's ancestors probably created this signboard with the idea that "you can't verify it anyway"...

Whether it's false advertising or not, I don't know, but many scholars and experts believe that Ollivander's history of making rods is indeed that long.

Upon seeing Bobby enter the store, Garrick Ollivander quickly confirmed her identity before exclaiming, "Miss Bobby Evans! You're so much taller and prettier than you were a year ago!"

Bobby smiled slightly: "Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Ollivander."

Ollivander squinted and took out four or five long boxes, handing one of them to Bobby.

"It's all prepared for you. Shall we try it now?"

Bobby immediately took out the wand.

“Eastern greenwood, unicorn tail hair, 12.3 inches. I’ve noticed that unicorns have a strong affinity for you. The wands you’ve used the longest over the years have all been made of unicorn tail hair.”

Bobby waved his wand lightly, and the tip emitted a strong, intense white light.

Ollivander shook his head. "She's too intense. She's clearly not right for you."

"Your favorite small-leaf sandalwood, the core of the Dragon Nerve Staff, 12.7 inches long, its power is absolutely immense, perhaps only a little wizard like you can wield it."

The moment Bobby touched the wand, it began to shoot out a burst of intense sparks, almost burning Ollivander's eyebrows.

He managed to dodge the bullet with his head, but not with his clothes; several small holes immediately appeared on his wool coat.

"No, no, no, it's still not right."

After trying two more wands, Ollivander took out his last one.

"Applewood, dragon heartstring, thirteen inches. This dragon heartstring is the best quality I could find! Although it's from a Peruvian venomous dragon, you can tell this dragon is the king of its kind!"

Bobby raised an eyebrow and asked, "Was it imported from Peru at the beginning of this year?"

Ollivander exclaimed in surprise, "Everyone says you have an amazing talent for prophecy, that you can see the past and the future. I didn't really believe it at first, but now I'm starting to believe it!"

Good heavens, good heavens! Are you sure it's okay for you to use the heartstring of the venomous dragon I killed as the core of my wand?

"There are not many wielders of applewood wands. Applewood wands are very powerful, especially suitable for people with lofty goals and great ideals. People who own applewood wands usually have extremely high personal charm."

As you know, heartstrings have always been considered a powerful wand material, and heartstrings make up the largest proportion of the wands you use most often.

Poppy took the wand, and she immediately felt the violent power it possessed. Just as she was about to infuse it with magic to subdue it, that violent power suddenly became incredibly docile. The most direct manifestation of this was that the wand emitted a soft light throughout, becoming more obedient than a wand made of unicorn hair.

"Incredible! This wand seems... to be submitting to you!"

Bobby tilted his head: "So?"

Ollivander chuckled and said, "So I think this wand can last you at least a school year, maybe even longer."

Bobby laughed and said, "That's great. I change my wand every month or two. I'm sure it must be painful for you."

She put away the applewood wand.

"Sincere and generous, 83 gold gallons".

Bobby's expression changed; this was much higher than she had expected. She really didn't want to go to Gringotts, otherwise she wouldn't have gone to Tom's shop every time to mooch Galleons. That aged Gump soju was really not for human consumption; she still had a strange, nauseating taste in her mouth.

As she left Ollivander's shop, she saw the Weasleys and her parents walking towards her.

"Ah, Bobby! You really were here, George wasn't wrong!"

Mrs. Weasley walked up happily.

"Is Aunt Molly going to buy Ginny a magic wand?"

"Yes, we should buy her a new wand!"

Ron called out from behind, "And mine! The old wand, the unicorn hair is sticking out!"

"Yes, yes, and yours too."

Harry stepped forward and said to Bobby, "Cousin Bobby, they'll need a while to choose their wands. Let's go to Gringotts to get the money first."

Selvi was also excited. "A bank in the wizarding world? I'd love to see for myself."

Bobby's lips twitched. "Okay, let's go to Gringotts."

She turned back to Molly, who was about to enter the store, and called out, "Aunt Molly, let's go get the money first, and meet at the entrance of Flourish and Blotts later." She felt like she had forgotten something these past few days, and after thinking for a moment, she added, "Do you need Uncle Arthur to come with us to get the money?"

“No, dear Bobby,” Molly said with a smile, “we just withdrew money a couple of days ago.”

Bobby led her parents and Harry toward Gringotts, her unease growing stronger. What had she forgotten? She now understood Neville's feelings a little better; forgetfulness was indeed unpleasant. Was it because she had been working too much at once lately?

Upon arriving at Gringotts, the towering white building looked somewhat distorted. Selby asked Poppy, "Are all the buildings in the wizarding world so... um, fantastical?"

“No,” Bobby said, sounding rather unenthusiastic, “you’ve all been to Hogwarts before, and the castle at least looks normal.”

Upon arriving at the first gate, the fairy guards in scarlet and gold-trimmed uniforms immediately bowed to the group. Before they even reached them, Poppy had already spotted one of the guards quietly retreating into the bank.

She sighed; what was bound to happen would happen.

Even after everyone had entered the gleaming bronze gate, the goblin guard kept his head down, maintaining a ninety-degree bow.

Before even entering the second silver door, Bobby's keen hearing detected a chaotic scene inside.

"We have important guests arriving today and need to clear the area. We apologize, but please leave quietly through the back door..."