On the way to Vault 713

Harry still had the feeling he had when he watched the Potter family vault open.

Inside were piles of gold coins, silver bars, and mountains of bronze nats.

It's all Harry's own, it's unbelievable, a poor dick, instantly known as the only heir of the Hao family, worth tens of thousands of gold coins.

They went deeper and deeper, picking up speed. At sharp turns, the air becomes colder and bitering. The cart clicked to a mountain stream. Harry leaned out of the car to see what was in the stream of the Black Hole. Hagrid snorted, grabbed Harry by the neck, and pulled him back.

Underground vault 713 does not have a keyhole.

"Stand back." Pull Ring said solemnly. He stretched out a long finger and knocked lightly on the door, which gently disappeared little by little.

"Anyone who tries to do this except the goblins of Gringotts will be sucked in by the door and trapped in the door and unable to get out." Said the pull ring.

"How often do you check to see if there's anyone inside?"

"About once every ten years." Rachel said, grinning maliciously.

In this super-insured underground vault, there is no doubt that something extraordinary will be stored. Harry was sure of that, and he leaned over to see if there were at least some magical jewels inside, but his initial impression was that there was nothing in it. Later, he found a dirty bag wrapped in brown paper on the ground. Hagrid picked it up and tucked it deep into the inside pocket of his coat. Harry wondered what was there, but he knew it was useless to ask.

"Let's go, go back to that damn car, don't talk to me on the way back, I'd better keep my mouth shut." Hagrid said.

After another long ride in the car, they finally stood on the sunny street outside the Jiling Pavilion. Harry had a bag full of money on his back, and he didn't know where to go first. He didn't have to count how many Galleons a pound was, he knew he had never had so much money in his life, not even Dudley.

"Let's go buy you a uniform first." Hagrid pointed his head at Madame Morkin's robes and said, "Harry, I'd like to go to the Leaky Cauldron for a refreshing drink, don't you mind?" That little cart at Gringotts was so hateful. He did not look good, so Harry stepped into Madame Morkin's robes shop alone, feeling nervous.

In front of Lady Morkin's robes shop, Harry once again saw the strange white-haired, red-eyed girl North, holding a letter from a Hogwarts Peugeot, where she was crawling around with a dragon toy behind her.

North's face was crooked at this time, she really didn't expect to receive a letter from Hogwarts, and it seemed to describe it as Harry Potter and their admission letter.

The north was stunned for a while and still took it apart

The pale yellow envelope with emerald green ink written on it: Retted by the esteemed lady of the North at Diagon:

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Confederation of Magic, President of the Wizarding Guild, First Class Wizard of the Order of Merlin)

Dear Lady of the North,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Enclosed is a list of the required books and equipment. Semester is scheduled to begin on September 1. We will wait for your owl to hear back from you by July 31.

Headmistress (female) Minerva McGonagall.

Aberforth Dumbledore, the current Headmaster of Hogwarts, looks forward to welcoming you

How did Dumbledore, the old bee spirit, know he was coming? Could it be the detection magic left by those four guys, think about it, so the names of the magical boys and girls automatically appear on the Hogwarts student list.

Do you want to go, anyway, the task that Black Egg gave himself is to watch the plot, don't let the plot go too crooked, basically not let Harry Potter be tricked into bed by the old bee spirit, and ensure that the unlucky child Voldemort is pushed, and other things are whatever, that's what the North thinks.

Then the north took a look at his white robe, which was obviously not the same as the style of Hogwarts in the movie, so let's buy a dress.

North was about to step into Madame Morkin's robe shop beside her, when a soft voice from Shota behind her stopped her.

"Hello, are you also a new student at Hogwarts?"

North turned his head to look at the source of the voice, Harry Potter with black hair, tattered eyes, a scar on his forehead, and thin clothes.

"Oh yes, I'm going to check it out, I'm idle anyway, Harry Potter is it."

The tone of the North was very casual, and Harry nodded: "Yes, I'm Harry Potter but I still don't understand why I'm so famous"

The North explained to the poor hapless child: "Actually, this is that your parents exchanged their names for your life, and one of the other achievements was to kill the biggest terrorist leader in the wizarding world at that time, so you are a heroic child, but everyone put your name first"

Harry still likes this statement in the north, an orphan who longs for his parents, and the joy when he hears that his parents are heroes, ordinary people can't understand it.

The north looked at Harry Potter who was happy like his grandson, although he was also a fan of the entire book that had read through the original book several times, and thought that he was not a soft-hearted north, he couldn't help but rub Harry's head, and said like an elder: "Harry, you will see the picture of your parents in the future, they still have friends in the world, come on, buy a robe now."

"Okay"

Harry followed the North into Lady Morkin's robes shop, and inside, North and Harry entered the door, and the blonde-haired Malfoy went out, and North just glanced at him and walked in.

Harry's first encounter with Malfoy's fate

The two men stopped

Malfoy was not the boy who had fallen out with Harry Potter at this time, but a polite Western aristocrat who greeted Harry with a smile: "Hello, are you also here to buy a school robe?" ”

Harry nodded, "Yes, they say the craftsmanship is the best here"

Those who can afford to buy Mrs. Morkin's robes are at least rich people, or people of status, and the Malfoy tutors of the Platinum family should be polite enough to treat people who are equal or similar to their own status.

More friends means fewer enemies, and your clan will continue more

Malfoy agreed with Harry's words: "Yes, Lady Morkin's robes are not affordable for ordinary people" and was about to say a few words to Harrydo, when he saw his father in the distance and said goodbye to Harry: "See you at school"

Harry and Malfoy Road Sign: "See you at school"

To be continued