Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Another goblin named Kuler stood by the roadside, with a sign saying "317" on the vault door beside him. He held the bronze key with his slender fingers, inserted it into the keyhole and turned it a few times. The chains suddenly came alive and crawled around, and the vault door opened.

Wade stood at the door and looked inside. The empty vault was like a huge cave, without even a weed in it.

"This will be your vault from now on, Mr. Weed Grey." Kuler handed him the key and said, "Please keep your key safe."

Vader took the key, which had a thin silver chain on it, just big enough for him to hang it around his neck.

"A little empty, isn't it?" Marchionne said with a smile, then signed a document and handed it to Kuler: "Transfer 317 Galleons from my vault to vault ."

Kuler took it expressionlessly and said, "Okay, please wait a moment."

It seemed like just a few breaths, and suddenly there was a tinkling sound in his ears. Wade was looking for the source of the sound, when he suddenly saw thousands and tens of thousands of Galleons falling from the sky, like a heavy rain in the vault. They hit the ground with a clanging sound, forming a small golden hill, which shone with dazzling golden light under the illumination of the torches.

Marchionne smiled and said, "One day, this place will be filled with gold galleons, right?"

Chapter 57 Rewards and Tests

"Mr. Kuhle can just take the Galleons out of your vault?"

While waiting for Professor Murray in the hall, Wade asked Marchionne softly.

"Don't worry." Marchionne knew what he was thinking and whispered in a low voice, "Goblins - they can put Galleons in the vault, but they can't take them out at will - unless they get authorization from the vault owner. The Ministry of Magic made a contract with the goblins a long time ago - a very ancient and powerful contract. It is precisely because goblins will never steal from the vault that people are accustomed to storing precious things in Gringotts."

"But I heard that Gringotts was broken into this summer?" Wade remembered a news report he had heard before.

"Yes, that's what happened."

Griphook, the goblin who came over with Professor Murray, heard what Wade said and immediately emphasized, "But he didn't steal anything. Gringotts is still the safest place in the wizarding world."

Professor Murray, who went to get the things, still had empty hands. Marchionne did not ask any more questions. After walking out of the door of Gringotts, he said to the two of them, "Sorry, Professor, Wade, I have to arrange for the new products to be put on the shelves as soon as possible. There are only a few days left before school starts, and there are still many businesses that need to be coordinated!"

Professor Murray nodded. "Go ahead, Marchionne."

"See you next time, Mr. Marchionne." Wade also said goodbye.

Marchionne held his hat down with one hand, bowed, and hurried away. Wade saw that he seemed to be heading towards the office of the Daily Prophet. Although he had already sighed in his heart several times, he couldn't help but say it again at this moment: "Mr. Marchionne is really a man who seizes every minute."

"When it comes to money, he is always more active than anyone else." Professor Murray said as he led Wade down the stairs, "But he is a very good businessman - I'm not saying he is more honest than others, but he has a longer-term vision than others. In order to gain greater benefits, he can spend several years or even more than ten years to build the foundation."

He looked at Wade with admiration and said, "If you were already thirty or forty years old and had a sudden flash of inspiration to create the Book of Friends, I would advise you to be careful - perhaps Marchionne would find ways to take more benefits from you. But you are only eleven years old -

He paused and smiled inexplicably.

Wade guessed: "Wouldn't it be easier to be deceived if you were younger?"

"No, Wade—" Professor Murray said with emotion, "You are young. This is your current weakness, but it is also your strength. Marchionne, like me, believes in your potential and looks forward to your shining in the future. Therefore, he will help you as much as possible now, devote time, resources and energy, and is even willing to give up some extra benefits to support your growth, hoping that you can bring him greater rewards in the future."

Vader frowned slightly.

Professor Murray didn't look down at him, but seemed to know what he was thinking. He smiled and said, "Unhappy? Do you think he is too realistic?"

"——Not unhappy." Wade did not admit it, but said: "I understand that most relationships between people come from being needed and used, but Mr. Marchionne is very enthusiastic... It is difficult for people to accept that his inner considerations are so——"

He hesitated, not knowing how to describe the contrast euphemistically.

Professor Murray smiled and said, "——Cold? You attach too much importance to practical interests?"

Vader nodded silently.

Professor Murray said, "Wade, the most terrifying thing in this world is not being used by others - because 'being used' is also a recognition of your talents and value. People who are completely worthless are pathetic, just like a speck of dust, no one cares whether they disappear or exist. So don't be afraid or disgusted by the idea that others want to use you. You must learn to use your talents and overcome obstacles in this relationship of interests and needs, and use this resource to promote your own growth. But you must pay attention to keeping a clear head and protecting your own interests. Don't become a tool of others, but be your own master."

He lowered his head and saw the boy's gray eyes looking at him seriously. Although he didn't say anything, Murray knew that the child would definitely remember his words in his heart and think and study hard.

A complex current surged in his heart.

On the one hand, Terrence Murray felt the satisfaction and relief of sharing wisdom and experience, and watching his students grow from ignorance to knowledge, from immaturity to maturity;

On the other hand, he felt that he seemed to be transmitting the cruelty, ruthlessness and complexity of adult society to innocent children. He was worried that the children would go astray due to bad influences, and he suddenly felt some regret and guilt in his heart.

Professor Murray then changed the subject and said in a relaxed tone: "But - these are too far away for you, don't consider them for now. Just remember, don't promise anything easily - if you don't know what to do, just come to me."

Professor Murray made a promise that he would never normally make.

"Thank you, Professor." Wade looked up and asked, "You have given me a lot of help since we met. I am really grateful - how can I repay you?"

"Then please continue to maintain your passion for learning and your unremitting desire to explore the unknown, Mr. Gray." Professor Murray said with a smile: "For a professor, what better reward is there than seeing the fruits of his hard work?"

……

Professor Murray used the Floo Network to send Wade back home again. However, because the acquaintances of the Floo Network Administration had already gone home from get off work, they could not temporarily connect the Gray's fireplace to the network. They could only fly to the nearby area first and then walk slowly.

"professor?"

"Ok?"

"I heard that Apparition can instantly transfer to another place?" Wade asked, patting the soot on his hair. "Why do we need to use the Floo Network?"

"Because Apparition is not a suitable way to travel with children." Professor Murray said gently, "It is a profound and dangerous magic. If you are not careful, it can cause disastrous consequences. Children are especially vulnerable. So when we don't need to escape, we should choose a safer means of transportation."

It was already late when they got home. The Grays were anxiously looking out the door and standing in front of the fireplace. Fiona, who was standing at the window, saw the two people, one big and one small, approaching slowly. She screamed in surprise and rushed out of the room, holding up her skirt.

Professor Murray stopped, looked at Wade and smiled, "Kid, you've been through a lot today, and you must be very tired. Although as a teacher I shouldn't say this, but - go home and have a good rest, and don't read tonight, okay?"

"Yes, Professor," Vader said respectfully and gratefully.

Seeing that the two men still had something to say, the Grays stopped at the door and waited for them to finish.

"Well, finally, because I am very satisfied with your first work, I want to give you a small reward." Professor Murray took out a very small box from his pocket and handed it to Wade.

Wade immediately guessed that this was what he had gone to Gringotts to get. How valuable could something be that Professor Murray could put in the vault? He didn't know, but he subconsciously refused, "No, Professor, I--"

"Don't refuse, Wade." Professor Murray stuffed the box into his hands without hesitation and said, "This is not just a reward, but also a test - use it well, Wade."

Chapter 58: Last Quarter Moon

"So - your parchment -" said Ferdinand palely.

"The Friends' Book, my dear, it's the Friends' Book!"

Fiona corrected him dissatisfiedly - how could her son's outstanding and great invention be simply referred to as "parchment"?

"Well - Book of Friends -" Ferdinand corrected, staring at Wade with his eyes wide open: "After selling the patent - they gave you 50,000 Galleons - and there will be a steady stream of - patent royalties later?"

There was something wrong with his demeanor, which made the originally happy Wade feel a little uneasy. He subconsciously became serious and said seriously, "Yes, father."

"There was even someone who wanted to buy it out with 200,000 Galleons, but your professor didn't agree?"

"Yes."

Ferdinand seemed to be having difficulty breathing and said, "You are still following your professor--"

"——Professor Murray."

"Yes, it was Professor Murray—and a businessman—who went to Diagon Alley—"

"——It's Mr. Marco Marchioni." Wade thought for a moment and said, "They all take good care of me."

"And before your eyes—and a goblin's—eyes, he transferred all 50,000 gold Galleons?"

"Yes, father."

Ferdinand's expression was too strange. It didn't seem like he was simply proud or happy for him. Wade felt a little uneasy.

Only then did he realize that he should have asked his parents for their opinions - but under Marchionne's urging, everything today seemed to be accelerated, and he subconsciously ignored it.

Logically speaking, Professor Murray and Marchionne were not such careless people. But considering that neither of his parents knew magic, perhaps in their eyes, although Wade was only eleven years old, he was the only person in the Grey family with whom they could communicate and make decisions on an equal footing.

Wade felt a little uncomfortable after realizing this. He suppressed his emotions and tried to speak in a relaxed tone: "Because school is about to start, Mr. Marchionne is very anxious and afraid of missing this opportunity to make money, so everything seems to be in a hurry - sorry, Dad, I forgot that I should come back to discuss it with you first."

"Okay! Wade is only eleven years old, do you still expect him to do everything well?" Fiona pretended to be unhappy and pushed Ferdinand away, then hugged her son and kissed his forehead very hard: "Great, baby! Mom is so proud of you! How many eleven-year-old children can achieve financial freedom by themselves? And it's your unique patent! It's so shocking! I can't believe that I can give birth to such an outstanding son!"

She kissed him and pulled Wade up from the sofa, urging him, "What are you waiting for? Come and have dinner, I made a big meal! Ferdie - go wash your hands too!"

"--good."

Wade, who was pushed to the dining table, turned around and saw Ferdinand standing up with the help of the sofa back. He even staggered and almost fell when he walked towards the bathroom.

Fiona didn't see it, she hummed a song and happily opened the lid, the aroma of food immediately awakened the taste buds of several people. But Ferdinand couldn't eat the whole time, he almost poked the tomato into his nose, and after the steak on the fork fell off, he chewed it for a few times before he realized it.

"Your dad is so shocked!" Fiona was worried that Wade would feel frustrated or disappointed, so she whispered to him, "When he was eleven, he couldn't even figure out addition and subtraction within 100!"

This is too exaggerated.

Wade couldn't help but smile, for the non-existent, clumsy father his mother mentioned, and for the love shining in his mother's eyes.

"Dad..." After dinner, Wade asked tentatively, "Professor Murray helped me a lot today. Although he said it was not necessary, I still wanted to thank him, but I didn't know how to do it."

According to some "hidden workplace rules" he learned in his previous life, it was appropriate to give 20,000 to 30,000 Galleons to a "noble man" like Professor Mori at this time, otherwise it would be "ignorant". But Wade hesitated for a long time, still feeling that if he said so, Professor Mori might turn hostile on the spot.

Past experience cannot be applied to the present, at least not to Professor Murray. Otherwise, it would be hard to say whether it is "thank you" or "insult".

As an eleven-year-old boy, Wade knew that he didn't need to be too sophisticated or too smooth, but he also felt that it was impossible for him to accept Professor Murray's kindness as if nothing had happened.

"Oh..." Ferdinand was a little stunned. After a long while, he said, "Write a thank-you letter, Wade..."

"write a letter?"

Wade didn't expect that the advice he gave Steven during the day was to write a letter, and this advice was sent back to him by his father at night.

"Yes, write a letter with sincerity and heart -" Ferdinand thought for a while and said, "On Professor Murray's birthday or holidays, remember to send him a small gift - most importantly, repay him with better grades..."

"I see." Vader nodded.

"Well, go write the letter, Wade. And--" Ferdinand smiled with some difficulty: "I'm very proud of you, son."

……

After watching his son return to his bedroom, Ferdinand sat down and put his hands in his hair, looking particularly dejected.

"What's wrong with you today?" Fiona hugged him from behind, resting her head on his neck, her long hair sliding down her shoulders. She muttered in dissatisfaction: "The little invention Wade made sold a lot of money, the professors at school were so kind to him, and the businessmen he met were honest and enthusiastic... Everything is good, why do you look like this? Wade didn't even smile when he returned to his room... Ferdie, no matter what the reason, don't be a parent who spoils the fun, okay..."

She muttered to herself, feeling her husband's tense muscles gradually relax.

"Yes, you are right." Ferdinand held his wife's hand and tried to smile. "Their professor is a good man... everything is fine... I was so shocked, I'm sorry..."

"I'm fine. Remember to apologize to Wade tomorrow morning... He happily shared his achievements with you, but you didn't even give him a good look..."

"--knew."

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