On the way to Gringotts, Magos asked Jassamine curiously. Why did Webrinton sell half of the store for half Galleons and half British pounds, not all Galleons and then exchange Muggle coins himself?

Hearing this, Jessamin. Weplinton gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know how those money-hungry goblins exchange Muggle coins? ”

"Isn't it one for six?" Asked suspiciously.

"One for six! Oh, it's one for three, I think if it weren't for their fear that the wizards would boycott them all, one for one, six for one, they would have done it. "Jessamin. Webrinton said in disgust as he looked at the goblin standing in front of Gringotts to greet him. Hearing this, McGoth had a new understanding of the goblin in front of him......... Not only is he greedy for money, but his heart is also very dark......

"Good afternoon, sir, is there anything you need help with?" McGoth walked over to the counter, and a leprechaun probe asked. Jessamin. Weplinton sat in the far foyer and waited.

"I'm McGoss. Will, I need to take out 3000 Galleons from my vault. ”

"Did you bring the keys? Mr. ”

"Bring it, wait a minute." Magos took out another small money bag from the inside of his shirt and pulled out all three of the contents before finding a small golden key. Hand the key to the elf in front of him, and put the wrapped viper fangs, round eggs, and parchment back into the money bag.

"Do you need someone to go down with you or wait here for a while?"

"Wait a minute." Although there is a kind of idea of going down to see the fire dragon again, but thinking about it, forget it, I feel that Jessamine. It was a little rude for Webrinton to be left there alone.

"Yes, sir, please wait in the rest area for a while, pull the ring, and go to this gentleman's vault and take out 3,000 gold Galleons." The goblin on the counter called out to a goblin whose name McGoth felt familiar to him to fetch Garon. Pull Ring took the key handed by the elf on the counter, bowed to Magos, and walked briskly to the door on the side of the counter.

"May I take the liberty of asking why you have to ask for Muggle coins?" Back in the lounge waiting for McGoth to sit in Jessamin. Wei Blington asked curiously.

Jessamin. Weplinton glanced at McGoth and didn't speak, and just when McGoth thought he would refuse, a deep voice rang out.

"I came from a pure-blood wizard family, and at that time our family was already in decline, but there were antiques and things that had been handed down. To outsiders, we are still living a decent life, unlike now, where we need to sell our property to make ends meet. My father, the old man in the picture you saw at the door of the shop, was always proud of his pure blood, and he had always instilled this in me, and I grew up in his superior education until the age of going to school. Like most pure-blood wizard children, I was sorted into Slytherin, and my father was happy to find out, and of course, I was just as excited. "McGoth sensed Jassamin. Weplinton's tone was wrong and he glanced up at him, and a faint mockery could be seen in his eyes.

"I was arrogant at the time, and looked down on anyone in the other houses except with my Slytherin classmates, even if some were much better than me. It wasn't until second grade that I made my first friend, Regulus Black. ”

"Regulus Black?" McGoth exclaimed.

Jessamine interrupted by his train of thought. Weblinton glanced up at him. "You've heard of him too? It's incredible, and I think many of my classmates at the time have forgotten about him. He was the youngest of the Black family. I had the best relationship with him at that time, and he also had an older brother, Sirius Orion Black. One thing is very surprising, you must know that pure-blood wizards are usually in Slytherin, especially those that have a long tradition, and all the Black families have never been in other houses, but Regulus's brother Sirius was actually sorted into Gryffindor, and I was shocked when I knew about it. Naturally, Sirius had a bad relationship with everyone in his family, including Regulus. It wasn't until later that the black... The Mystic Man had risen, and Regulus and I admired him and joined the ranks of the Death Eaters, and my father appreciated my actions like never before since he learned of the Mysterio's philosophy, and then our whole family sided with the Mysteries. ”

At this time, the fairy Pull Ring came over and said to McGoth respectfully, "Sir, your Galleon has been taken, please go to the counter to verify." ”

"Ah, oh, okay." McGoss, who was listening attentively, immediately reacted, and he was now here to withdraw the money.

"Mr. Webrinton, let's go over and give you Galleon. I'm looking forward to what comes next, if you will. ”

Listened to McGoss's words Jessamin. Weblinton was silent, and he didn't know what to say. These things have been held in his heart for many years, and he has never wanted to tell anyone about them, and he somehow said them today, probably because he saw that McGoth was still a child and didn't understand something. But after saying that, I feel much better.

Looking at the silent Jessamin. Weplinton, McGoth didn't care, and followed the tab back to the previous counter. The counter was now filled with glittering gold gallons, and the eyes of passing wizards and goblins would always glance at them. The goblin behind the counter was already standing next to him, probably feeling too dazzling, and cast a magic spell on the surroundings, so that the people around him could not see inside. McGoth looked at the row of gold gallons next to each other in front of him, and deeply understood what it means to be wealthy. With this visual, Magos gave these goblins a hundred and twenty likes.

"Please take a look, fifty gold galleons per row, a total of sixty rows, and you have ninety-one thousand galleons left in your vault, fifty-two silver and thirty-three bronze nats."

"You're so rich......" Jessamine stood next to McGoss. Webrinton listened to the elf's words before he recovered from the visual impact of seeing the large pile of Galleons, and stared at him for a moment before saying this. McGoth gave him a shy smile back......

Ignore Jessamin, who is a little skeptical about life. Weplinton. "Please help me put these Galleons in two separate bags, one for 2,000 Galleons and one for 1,000 Galleons."

"I'll be happy to help you." The goblin spoke, and pulled out two large bags from the back of the cabinet.

"Well, are you going to put 2,000 and 1,000 gold in this ordinary bag?" Magos looked at the bag in the elf's hand with some uncertainty.

"Of course." The elf opened the bag and prepared to put the gold coins in it.

"Wait, forget it, let's use my own money bag, can't you prepare a magic bag for your big customer? Actually with this ordinary bag. Magos grumbled as he looked at the goblin in front of him.

"If you're willing to pay ten times the price outside, I think they're willing to give you one." Jessamin. Weplinton woke up from his suspicions, and viciously mocked the goblin by the way.

"Everything needs to be paid money, and goblins never do business at a loss. If you're willing to pay Galleons, we'll take out the magic pockets. "Hear Jasamin. Weplinton's goblins weren't annoyed, on the contrary, they were happy to sell their stuff.

"Forget it, I have a pocket, Mr. Webrinton, do you have one?"

"Don't worry, I came here expecting them to do something like this." Jessamin. Weblinton said, pulling out the pocket in his arms.

McGoth and Weplinton give their money bags to the goblins. "Mr. Webrinton's 2,000 Galleons in it."

"Yes, sir." The goblin regretted that the magic pocket was not sold, but he still carried out the work with a strong work ethic. McGoth was speechless about these goblins who didn't recognize people, wondering what they would do if someone bought their own lives with gold gallons in front of them.

"Pounds, or Muggle coins, shall I come over to you tomorrow, or will you go back with me to get them?" While the goblins were putting money away, Magos asked.

"I'd better go back with you, to be honest, Muggle coins are of desperate use to me." Jessamin. Weblinton said with some embarrassment.

"It's nothing, I can understand it, so would you mind telling me your story on the way back? I don't know anything about the world of magic, and I'm curious about your time. ”

“………………… If you're really interested, to be honest, I don't recommend you to learn about that time, it's dark, it's not something you can imagine as a child. What's more, the mysterious man has failed and fled. "Jessamin. Weplinton seemed to enter the memory, out of focus.

"You can imagine me as an adult, and do you think that if the mysterious man did disappear completely, the wizards of today would still be so afraid to say his name?"

"Adults? If that were the case, I don't think I would have told you about my experience. As for the mystery man, whether he will come back again has nothing to do with me, my whole family gave everything in the last war. Now I just want to go to the end of my life with her......"

"She?"

"Yes, she, don't you want to know my story, there is her in it, and without her, there would be no me now." Jessamin. For the first time, Webrinton smiled in front of McGoss.

"I'm looking forward to it, Uncle Webrinton, do you mind if I call you that?"

Jessamin. Weplinton seemed taken aback by McGoss's name. "I love it when you call me that." He whispered.

"Two gentlemen, Gareon has all been put into your money bag, I hope you are satisfied with our service." The elf said with his hands down and a deep bow.