Looking at those huge gems, Darren couldn't help but feel a little itchy in his heart, "They are checking these gems in this hall, and there is only one gate outside, aren't they afraid of accidents?" Darren asked Hagrid softly.

"There are countless guardian spells here, and the goblins themselves are proficient in magic, there is no way that anyone can take a gold coin from here without permission."

"But I heard that they were robbed last year, and they haven't found the culprit."

“…… There are accidents in everything, maybe they should be a little more careful, okay, let's hurry up and get done. ”

Hagrid hurried towards the counter, and Darren hurried to follow, trotting all the way to follow.

"Morning," Hagrid said to an idle elf, "we're going to get some money, it's a check from Hogwarts." ”

"Okay, please wait." After the goblin finished speaking, he examined the check, and after confirming that it was correct, he opened the small cabinet behind him, took out a stack of gold coins from it, counted them carefully, and handed it to Hagrid, "Please count them, sir." ”

"No thanks," Hagrid grabbed the gold coins and put them in a pocket, turned and walked out the door, and handed the money pocket to Darren, "Take it, now you can go buy books." ”

"Aren't you going with me?"

"I'm going to buy medicine, it's Tumbledown Alley, it's not a good place, especially for a little wizard like you, okay, goodbye." With that, Hagrid walked away on his long legs.

"Is it a good idea to throw a little wizard like me and a bag of gold coins in Diagon Alley?" Darren looked at Hagrid's back and silently vented his frustration, he was afraid that others would hear that he had a bag of gold coins, and wizards were not all like Malfoy or Harry, who had an underground vault full of gold coins in Gringotts, at least not in the Weasleys.

"Well, at least there's only one bookstore in Diagon Alley, so it should be easy to find." Darren turned and walked towards Diagon Alley, and after a few steps, he suddenly heard someone calling his name.

"Darren! Darren! It turned out to be Hermione, and her parents, "It's great to meet you here." ”

Darren hurriedly greeted Hermione's parents, and the other party responded very kindly, it seems that she can raise such an outstanding daughter as Hermione, and she will definitely not be the kind of person in the Malfoy family.

"We're going to Gringotts, and buying books in Diagon Alley requires Galleons, where you can exchange pounds." After a whole vacation, seeing Darren again, Hermione was so excited that she couldn't stop talking.

"Gringotts? Then I was just in time to lead the way, and in fact I had just come out of there, and Hagrid took me to pick up my book money for this year. Darren shook the pocket in his hand slightly, there are no banknotes in the wizarding world, and it is really troublesome.

"Great, though I was here once last year, you know, it's all over the place," Hermione paused in a rare moment.

"Goblins, yes, they're a little scary, but luckily we don't need to be friends with them."

Darren and Hermione walked towards Gringotts again, and in fact they could see Gringotts from a long distance, because Gringotts' white house was so conspicuous, much taller than the buildings around it, that they could be seen at a glance.

On the way, Darren could feel that although Hermione was happy, his parents were obviously not very used to the wizard-filled atmosphere in Diagon Alley, and seemed very cramped, after all, things here were too different from their previous world, and in a way, they were in a state of reinventing the three views.

So Darren explained to them intentionally or unintentionally about the things around him, what wizards use owls to deliver letters, but the speed is so slow, so inconvenient; What flying broomsticks can be ridden and fly, but the wind is so strong that the hair is blown out of shape; Snape was always nitpicky about what was used to boil potions with a crucible, but Hermione always succeeded and so on, and when it came to Hermione's excellent grades, the professors liked her.

Slowly, the Granger couple became less nervous and smiled, and even more happily laughed when they heard that Hermione was always able to get extra points for answering questions, and Hermione's face turned red, like a little apple.

Before they knew it, they were in front of Gringotts, and as soon as they walked up the steps, Darren saw Hagrid back again, and with him was a little guy covered in black rumbling, and when Hagrid slapped him, there was a puff of soot, hello, Harry. Porter.

"Oh, it's Harry! Harry! Come here!" Hermione shouted.

Sure enough, something went wrong, looking at Harry, Darren knew that this guy must have mispronounced the name of the place when he used Floo powder, so the Weasleys were also nearby.

After greeting Harry, when Darren looked around, Hermione saw that Harry was just as excited as seeing Darren, "What's wrong with your glasses?" Hello, Hagrid. Oh, it's great to see you both again, are you going to Gringotts, Harry?"

"I'll go when I find the Weasleys."

"You don't have to look for long." Hagrid said with a smile, at this time, Darren also saw the Weasleys, Ron, Fred, George, Percy and a skinny man who was a little overheaded, but the rest of the hair was the same fiery red as Ron, apparently this was Ron, and Fred, George and Percy's father, Mr. Weasley, they were running briskly from the crowded street together.

"Harry," Mr. Weasley gasped, "we wish you had missed a furnace door. He wiped his shiny baldness.

"Mollidu is mad—she's coming soon."

"Where did you come from?"

"Tumbledown Alley."

"Great!" There is no doubt that this is Fred and George.

"Adults never let us ......"

At this time, Darren saw a chubby woman running towards her in a hurry, the handbag she was carrying in one hand was swinging violently, and in the other hand she was pulling a fiery red-haired little girl, Darren knew that it was Ron's sister, Ginny.

"Oh, Harry! Oh dear, you can go anywhere! Mrs. Weasley ran out of breath, but as soon as she stopped, she took a coat brush from her bag and began dusting off the soot that Harry had not photographed from Hagrid.

Mr. Weasley, on the other hand, took Harry's broken glasses, and with a touch of his wand, the glasses were restored.

"Wow, that's amazing," looking at Mr. Weasley's magic, Darren wished he could learn the spell, how convenient it was, and at least he hadn't seen it in a book.

"This spell is very simple, I'll tell you in a moment." It seemed that Mr. Weasley was happy to be a teacher.