Hogwarts: I, Tom, am not the Dark Lord

Goblins never had a good attitude towards people who couldn't help them make money, but Dumbledore's presence made them more patient and polite.

"Muggle money is of no use to us at all. We can't spend all the pounds we exchange every year, so Gringotts can only control the amount. But don't think it's too little. This money is enough for you to spend a year at Hogwarts."

"Two hundred Galleons? That was the price fifty years ago. Is your Muggle money worth that much now?"

"Sorry Tom."

Dumbledore looked embarrassed. "The last time I brought students to Gringotts was over 40 years ago. I don't really know much about the situation..."

Tom couldn't help but roll his eyes.

From forty years ago to now, prices in the UK have skyrocketed, more than doubling and doubling again. Looking at it this way, the goblins actually still have some conscience?

"Professor, can you lend me some money?"

Taking advantage of Dumbledore's wrong position, Tom did not hesitate to press forward.

"I don't think this money is enough for me to buy more books. I can pay in pounds. Of course, if you are patient, you can wait until I graduate and return it to you in galleons. I will pay you with interest."

Tom tends to think that Dumbledore would choose the second option, because Dumbledore should have died when he was in sixth grade, so wouldn't it be a waste of money?

"Muggle currency is really of no use to me. Then just wait until you graduate and pay me back. I'm looking forward to that day."

Dumbledore was never reluctant to provide some help to his students, even in terms of money. Moreover, this misunderstanding was caused by his misjudgment, so he readily agreed.

"Wait here for a while. I'll go get you some money and take care of some personal matters."

After giving the instructions, Dumbledore followed a goblin to the underground vault.

Tom's heart skipped a beat, and a question suddenly occurred to him.

Could it be that Dumbledore's personal matter was to take away the Philosopher's Stone? He remembered that he originally asked Hagrid to take it away, but because of his appearance, things changed?

But this had little to do with him. After thinking about the possibility, Tom stopped paying attention to it and discussed with a fairy the possibility of exchanging gold for Galleons.

The answer is yes, but if converted into purchasing power of British pounds, Tom instantly felt that he had lost a lot of money.

According to the current exchange rate, five pounds can buy about 0.8 grams of gold, and 10 grams of gold can be exchanged for one Galleon.

It costs about sixty pounds, more than twelve times more expensive.

Just because a Galleon is called a Galleon doesn't mean it's made of gold. It's fairy metal, and who knows what's inside it.

The horrible exchange rate immediately made Tom give up the idea. His family assets were not enough for him to squander.

Let the magical world make money and spend it.

.....

After waiting for about half an hour, Dumbledore reappeared in the lobby of Gringotts with a key and a bag in his hand.

He handed the bag and keys to Tom.

"Here are 100 Galleons. I also rented a vault for you, which has 600 Galleons in it."

Dumbledore reminded him, "One hundred Galleons a year. I hope you can plan the use of this money well."

"Thank you, Professor. I will make good use of your money."

Tom was secretly impressed by Deng's generosity.

Eight hundred Galleons, this amount of money is enough for him to live comfortably until graduation, provided he doesn't buy any luxury goods like flying brooms, custom-made clothes, etc.

The old man blinked, feeling that this sentence was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell why, so he had to change the subject.

"Then let's go, Mr. Riddle, we have a lot to buy."

The two left Gringotts and bought uniforms, textbooks, scales, crucibles and other items for the next semester. With Dumbledore accompanying them, the shopkeepers were polite and gave them a certain discount.

But even so, more than forty Galleons have been spent on one trip, and without the discount it should be more than fifty.

Adding the wand that will be purchased later, the fixed cost is more than sixty Galleons.

According to Gringotts' standards, Tom only has a few Galleons left in his hand at most. It doesn't seem difficult to get through a semester. After all, food and accommodation are free at Hogwarts, but it will be a bit tight.

Ron's annual pocket money might be less than one Galleon, so compared to that, he's already considered a wealthy man.

Tom has just taken a fancy to a lot of books, each of which is very expensive. He is just waiting to buy them individually next time he comes.

With Dumbledore around, he felt a little uncomfortable with everything he did, fearing that it would be over-interpreted.

Moreover, he had no intention of stopping after spending the 100 Galleons he had on hand; he would also use some of the money in the vault.

“Why is there no system?”

Tom lamented his bad luck and followed Dumbledore into the last stop of the day - the wand shop. Without a system, he could only study hard and become stronger, and he couldn't just lie down.

After entering the door, Tom subconsciously held his breath, fearing that the dust shaken off by opening the door would be inhaled into his nose.

"What a rare visitor, Albus," said a soft voice, and an old man came out from between the tall cabinets.

"The last time you visited my shop was forty-eight years ago, also in the summer."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly: "Garrick, stop showing off your excellent memory to me. It will only make me crazy with envy."

"Hahaha, my memory is only related to this shop and the magic wand."

Garrick Ollivander walked forward, gave Dumbledore a hug, and then slowly looked at Tom.

"So, what is your name, lucky little wizard? How could you have Dumbledore as your guide?"

"Tom."

Tom said, "Tom Riddle."

Puff-!

Ollivander fell to the ground, staring blankly at the boy.

Chapter 5: The Deep Meaning of the Wand, System Awakening

"Garrick, maybe you didn't get enough rest last night? You can't even stand steadily."

Dumbledore reacted quickly, stepped forward to help Ollivander up, and found a good excuse for him.

"Albus, you are as sharp as a hawk. I was racking my brains last night trying to come up with new wand materials."

Ollivander also realized that he had overreacted, and he went up Dumbledore's steps to make amends for himself, and then smiled at Tom and said, "But don't worry, child, even if I can't walk anymore, I will definitely help you choose the most suitable wand."

...

It seemed that Ollivander had accepted the coincidence of having the same name, but in fact he was still uneasy. After measuring Tom's size, the first wand he chose for him was made of yew wood, which made Dumbledore's eyelids jump.

Yew represents death and rebirth, and is often favored by powerful dark wizards. It is suitable for black magic and defense.

The last Tom also happened to use a yew wand...

After a ball of fire shot out from the tip of the wand, Ollivander shook his head in dissatisfaction, snatched the wand from Tom's hand, and opened another box.

"The wand just now was too gentle. It's not suitable for you. Try this one."

Tom took it and a flock of flying birds exploded from the tip of the stick.

"It still doesn't work. The Theris and yours aren't as good as I thought. So let's just use this one."

After taking the third wand, Tom felt an unprecedented sense of smoothness. He flicked his finger at the broken flowerpot in the corner, and the flowerpot instantly shattered into powder.

[The host has successfully oriented its future development direction, and the system is anchoring... Anchoring is successful, and the strongest learning system will serve you wholeheartedly]

Tom lowered his eyes, as if he hadn't heard the voice, his face expressionless.

Ollivander clapped his hands and smiled: "A perfect match, 14.5 inches of yew wood, with a dragon heartstring at the center. I can already imagine the power of your future spells."

"I'll put it to good use, Mr. Ollivander."

"Remember, the wand is not your tool, but your companion, child."

"Also, eight Galleons for Chenghui."

After paying the money, Tom played with his wand.

Although there was no strange feeling of blood connection, the feeling of casting the spell just now was extremely smooth.

Ollivander is indeed quite capable, and the saying that the wand chooses the wizard is not nonsense.

Before reaching a certain level, the adaptability of the wand has a great impact on the wizard's strength.

Taking the simple maintenance tools given by the wand maker, Tom left Ollivander's Wand Shop with his wand.

The moment the two closed the door, the fake smile on the staff-making master's face immediately disappeared without a trace, and drops of cold sweat seeped out of his forehead.

A wand that is longer than 13.5 inches is considered an extra-long wand, and an overly long wand represents the wand user's absolute confidence and extraordinary desire for control.

A wand that is too short indicates that the owner is narrow-minded and mean.

Ollivander remembered that the shortest wand he ever sold was to a wizard named Umbridge.

And the longest one...is Tom's.

In addition, only wizards with powerful magic can control the dragon heartstring core.

"Dumbledore, you know what all this means when put together, don't you?"

Ollivander muttered quietly, silently putting the scattered wand boxes back to where they belonged.

"Ah, Mr. Riddle, I finally remembered what I had forgotten."

Dumbledore pointed to the pet shop across the street. "First-year students are allowed to bring one pet. Would you like to take a look?"

"Forget it, sir."

Tom shook his head. "Owls are messengers. I don't have much use for them. As for toads and mice... I'm sorry, they just don't suit my taste."

Dumbledore nodded, no longer dwelling on the pet issue, "Then let's call it a day. Go have a drink with Tom and I'll take you home."

Tom didn't refuse.

They returned to the Leaky Cauldron. It was already dinner time and there were only two empty seats in the pub, one of which was reserved for them by Boss Tom.

Dumbledore's appearance reduced the noisy conversations considerably. Fortunately, he and Tom only had a drink each and left without sitting for too long.

Tom suddenly understood why he felt that Dumbledore always felt lonely when he watched Harry Potter in his previous life.