Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 5: Lively Gringotts
Moon never thought that one day he would see so many people wearing long strips on their heads.

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Three squares, four squares, three squares, blank, three squares.
Moon always thought that these bars of different colors represented the magician's strength.

Before in Xilin, he had only seen one child with the admissions officer of the Union Military Academy.

At that time, the child's head was blank, while the admissions officer had two spaces above his head.

But a single example does not mean anything, just like the hazelnut forest he looks after. You cannot say that the harvest this year is bad just because one or two trees bear few fruits.

Now he met many wizards, and the longest frame still belonged to Professor McGonagall, a full five frames.

However, after seeing so many magicians, Moon became even more confused.

The wizard who looked very old just now had the same blank frame above his head as him.

"Is it possible that a wizard's strength has nothing to do with his age?"

No matter how powerful these wizards are, Moon feels comfortable staying in this street called Diagon Alley.

The overall environment here is similar to that of his hometown, with dilapidated bars, old brick walls, cobblestone streets and old shop decorations.

This ancient feeling is the face of Xilin.

As soon as Moon came out of the passage, he saw a store selling all kinds of strange kitchen utensils.

I looked at the plaque with curiosity: Patchy's Crucible Shop.

Moon now understood the meaning of all the words on the shopping instructions. He knew that this crucible was also one of the must-buy items for school.

Looking at the pile of various crucibles on display in the window and the price of the pure gold crucible next to it, Moon touched the purse hidden in his chest and hurried towards Gringotts.

More and more people gathered in Diagon Alley, and Moon discovered that most of the wizards' clothes were dark, and everyone was wearing a robe.

"Five Galleons for a pair of bat wings. They should just go and rob them."

"Hurry up and get the money out of Gringotts. It's not safe there."

"The Daily Prophet's reporters are there again. They don't believe that nothing was lost at Gringotts."

Listening to the conversations of people coming and going, Moon felt more and more magical. This place and London just outside the wall were simply two different worlds.

Following the two wizards who were talking about going to Gringotts, Moon soon arrived in front of a snow-white building.

Looking at the "Gringotts Wizarding Bank" sign on the door, Moon knew that this was the place where he could exchange wizard currency.

But today Gringotts was particularly lively. Many people gathered around a short man in a black dress.
Moon was stunned. The people surrounded didn't seem to be human.

Just as Moon was curious, a short strange man in a scarlet uniform with gold inlays walked over.

"Welcome to Gringotts Wizarding Bank. What business would you like to conduct, sir?"

"I want to exchange for gold Galleons."

"Okay, please follow me."

Gringotts is decorated very grandly, much more magnificent than the council hall in Xilin Town.

The counters on both sides were filled with these short, strange-looking people, but the business they handled seemed to be quite valuable.

Gems, pearls, gold nuggets.
These things, which Moon had never seen in Xilin, were carefully weighed and collected by the dwarfs.

Moon only took a quick glance before being led to a counter at the very edge.

This location just faces the messy crowd outside.

"Mr. Wright, how can you be sure that nothing is missing from Gringotts? After all, you can't even get into the vault."

"Of course, we won't enter without the vault owner's permission, but the doors to these vaults are intact."

Moon could hear a middle-aged woman's sharp questioning outside the door, as well as the sound of cameras clicking.

"Sir, sir, would you like to exchange for gold Galleons?"

"Oh yes."

Hearing the dwarf behind the counter calling him, Moon immediately pulled out two cloth bags from the chest of his shirt and placed them on the counter.

Looking at the old cloth bag and the sound of coins colliding inside, the dwarf behind the counter looked cold.

wow~
All the coins in the two bags fell onto the counter, and the dwarf's face became even uglier.

"Sir, we don't accept Muggle copper coins, only pounds." The dwarf said, picking up a 20-pence coin and looking at Moon.

“Is there such a rule?”

"Well, that's what everyone thinks."

"But I don't know, and you don't have any rules, right?"

It was almost noon now, and Moon no longer had time to go back to the bank outside to exchange pounds, and then come back to exchange gold galleons. By then, the shops here would probably be closed.

"That has nothing to do with me. We really don't accept copper coins."

Moon and the other party spoke loudly because they couldn't hear each other clearly otherwise. The reporters outside were too noisy.

The dwarf picked up the coins and put them into the bag. Moon looked at the many people around him who were withdrawing money, as well as the messy crowd outside, and a bold idea flashed through his mind.

"Gringotts Bully"

A loud male voice had just shouted halfway when a dwarf in a black uniform immediately came over.

"Sir, sir, please don't shout. Just tell me if you need anything."

Seeing that everyone around was looking over and the noisy noise outside the door had quieted down, Moon explained what had happened to them with satisfaction.

"Change him quickly! Didn't you see that Wright was having a hard time dealing with it outside? Rita Skeeter is notoriously difficult to deal with. If she comes in again..."

"But we have no precedent, sir, do we?"

"Don't worry, after today, the bank will introduce new regulations and will no longer accept Muggle copper coins."

Moon didn't know what the two dwarfs said, but he finally got his first pot of gold galleons as he wished.

"Today's exchange rate for Galleons to British Pounds is 1.07:5. Here are your Galleons, sir."

While the other party was anxiously waiting, Moon counted the 107 golden coins three times before leaving Gringotts with peace of mind.

"Thanks to the wizard who stole from Gringotts."

As he walked out of the Gringotts gate, Moon muttered something.

He knew that this thief, who was probably a dark wizard as others said, had helped him twice today.

First, it can be exchanged for gold galleons smoothly.

The second is that there are many Aurors lurking on the road.

Although he was young, he had hundreds of gold Galleons on him. Moon knew it was very dangerous, but fortunately no one followed him along the way.

After coming out of Gringotts, Moon first followed the shopping instructions on the parchment to Madam Malkin's robe store.

Madam Malkin was a short and plump witch with a sweet smile and dressed in purple. Moon felt very friendly when he saw her for the first time.

"Oh, I didn't expect there would be a little wizard coming to buy robes today!"

Hearing the other party say this, Moon smiled happily. It seemed that his choice today was very correct.

"Don't look at it, dear. The school uniforms are all the same. You can try them on first."

"Well, dear, if you need me to cut it again according to the previous size, it will be quick. I think you can get it when you come back after buying other things."

Madam Malkin asked, the dress Moon had just tried on draped over her wrist.

“Can it be cheaper?”

"My dear, I'm sure you know the price. It's 22 gold galleons and 5 silver Sickles. I can take the change if you need."

“Can it be cheaper? Like 15?”

Before Moon could say anything, Madam Malkin simply shook her head.

"Kid, you can't bargain like that. It's you who wants to start school, not me closing down the store to clear out the inventory."

"Uh, okay."

Moon realized that almost all wizards here wore robes, and it was impossible for Madam Malkin to sell them at half price just because he was the last person to buy a school robe this year.

Looking at Moon's embarrassed expression and the scars on his hands, Madam Mokin shook her head helplessly.

"Of course, dear, if you have any trouble you can go to the second-hand robe shop next door."

　Ask for the follow-up reading, monthly ticket and recommendation ticket from the little wizard
　　
　
(End of this chapter)