"I wish I was still at Hogwarts!, Ellen, be sure to ask me for a copy of Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart's autograph!" Daisy told Alan, her eyes suddenly shining.

"I want it too, five! no, ten signatures!" Mrs. Harris looked like a minor little fan girl.

"Yes, even a hundred. Allen remembers Gilderoy Harlot not giving up an opportunity to promote himself, especially his autograph.

Lunn on the side was respectfully and excitedly greeting Fudge, in fact, Fudge might not have been able to remember the name of an ordinary Ministry of Magic employee, but in Lunn's praise without a trace, he quickly called Lunn by his name, and his expression was very pleasant. When Lunn wants to please someone, it's always easy to achieve.

Fudge wanted to leave after the award, but Lenn was a young man who could really talk, especially beautiful words, and before he knew it, he talked for a long time.

Albert stood shyly next to the two who were chatting enthusiastically, his expression gentle, not like a majestic, capable and free Auror.

Don't allow people when you're happy, and don't talk about people when you're angry. This sentence is very reasonable, and unlike the shrewd Lunn, the overjoyed Mr. Harris, after receiving the medal, kept inviting people to dinner, promising a lot of food and wine!

Although Mrs. Harris was helpless at her husband's great joy, she wisely did not hinder her in any way, and it was better to celebrate, so why be so happy today! She silently counted the number of people Mr. Harris had treated, and decided to invite everyone to lunch at the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Lane, London.

Unlike Mrs. Harris, who had a slight complaint in her heart, Allen, who was taken to Diagon Alley, was very pleased with Mr. Harris's actions, and he had already made plans to exchange some magical and Muggle currency during the holidays, just in time to go to Gringotts to exchange the gold artifacts he had made in his spare time.

After a little bit of food, Alan asked Mrs. Harris to go out for a walk with a giant ice cream sundae. Mrs. Harris, who already knew something about her youngest son's strength and was deeply reassured, agreed without hesitation, took out a small handful of gold galleons from the small bag she was carrying, and stuffed it to Alan. Although Alan will soon have a large sum of money in his account, he happily takes the pocket money given by his mother.

Walking lightly and quickly down the white cobblestone streets of Diagon Alley, Alan was in a good mood. The third-class medal of the Order of Merlin, which represented honor, had already been thrown into the system's storage compartment. Alan walked through the bustling shops, and soon, he came to Gringotts, a towering white building.

Stepping through the gleaming bronze gate, where elven guards in scarlet and gold uniforms stand, they bow to Alan, who politely returns the salute. Perhaps few people saluted the elven guard, but he enthusiastically summoned a elf for Eren to guide him as a guide.

"My name is Ra Ring, dear guest, how can I serve you?" La Ring bowed deeply and had an extremely good service attitude.

"I need to exchange some gold items for wizarding currency and Muggle currency. Alan said unhurriedly, calm, not at all recognizable that it was the first time he had come to Gringotts to exchange money.

"Okay, please come with me. The ring bowed respectfully and stretched out his hand to show the way.

Passing through the second silver door and into the spacious marble hall, about a hundred or so elves sat behind the long counter and scribbled into the large ledger. Some weigh coins with a scale, while others use eyepieces to inspect gemstones. The pull ring led Alan to a counter against the wall, and Alan pulled out a rose he had made out of gold to see how much currency he could exchange for.

Soon, the goblin behind the counter gave the result, the gold contained in this rose is about 100 grams, which is equivalent to nearly 40,000 yuan, which can be exchanged for 1,000 gold galleons, or 5,000 pounds.

Alan boldly took out 20 of the same golden roses, 10 of which were exchanged for gold galleons, silver sico, and bronze nat magical currency, and 10 for pounds sterling and pennies.

Alan left Gringotts with a large amount of currency in his arms and deposited it in the system's storage compartment. Have a good time strolling around Diagon Alley. No matter what kind of store it is, Alan will stop and explore.

In this way, it was soon time to meet Mrs. Harris. Alan hurried back to the Leaky Cauldron.

At the same time, compared to the free-spirited and wealthy Alan, Harry was pitiful to the extreme. His Uncle Vernon found out that Harry could no longer perform magic outside of school, and locked Harry in his bedroom.

Not only did he find someone to put iron bars on Harry's window, but he also installed a trapdoor on the bedroom door himself, bringing a little food in three times a day. They let Harry come out to the bathroom every morning and evening, and locked him in the house the rest of the time.

Harry couldn't think of a way out. He lay in bed and watched the sun set behind the window, thinking sadly about his future fate, in despair.