"I thought you were a clown with a brilliant mind, but I didn't expect..."

Xavier sighed.

"The clown is actually me."

Rubbing his forehead, at this moment, Xavier had a new understanding of the IQ of the older generation.

This old guy is really not an easy man. In a way, he actually regards Voldemort as his pawn!

It's a pity that he didn't calculate that his wife also died, leaving Xavier to grow up alone in the orphanage.

Putting the letter from his father into his mother's box, Xavier decided it was time for them to reconcile.

Putting his mother's box aside first, Xavier counted the gold coins in his father's box. There were two hundred coins in total, twice as many as his mother left for him.

But Xavier guessed that a considerable part of the money might have come from questionable sources, otherwise it would be unclear whether his father, who was born as a Muggle, would be richer than his mother, who was born into a wizarding family.

"But it's not necessarily..."

Xavier glanced at his suitcase, then turned to look at La Can guarding the door.

“Can I buy gold coins with pounds?”

"Yes, I can take you there. Do you want to go now?"

"How many pounds does a gold coin cost?"

"The pound is quite valuable now. 5 pounds can be exchanged for 1 galleon... which is the gold coin in your hand."

"5:1?!"

"Yes."

Xavier was stunned for a moment because he remembered the exchange rate incorrectly. In his memory, it was 15:1!

"I have seventeen thousand pounds here. You can take me to exchange for galleons."

Xavier patted his suitcase.

According to the exchange rate of 5:1, this box is equivalent to more than 2500 Galleons!It is much more than the inheritance left to me by my parents combined!

However, La Can immediately poured cold water on Xavier.

"Sir, pounds are not circulated in the wizarding world. Gringotts' service of converting pounds to galleons is only to provide some convenience for young wizards from the Muggle world. Therefore, each young wizard can only exchange up to 100 galleons per year."

"Oh, you didn't say it earlier."

"You didn't ask either."

"How do you know if you don't tell me?"

"How do you know you want to know if you don't ask me?"

Xavier:…

Believe it or not, I used the Great Decomposition Technique to recycle your waste can? !

Taking a deep breath to calm down, Xavier thought for a moment, put the two boxes containing gold coins together, and walked out of the vault with his suitcase without taking a penny.

One hundred galleons is enough for me at this stage...and I can exchange it for one hundred galleons every year. If I don't exchange it, it will be in vain!

It is much easier to make money in the Muggle world than in the wizarding world. If not for other things, Xavier would have entered the stock market long ago!

Although Xavier doesn't understand stock trading, some famous companies still know that by buying their stocks and holding them for a long time, you can make a fortune just by earning dividends.

"Close the door and take me to exchange for galleons."

"Ok sir."

La Can bowed slightly, closed the door and returned the two keys to Xavier, and then led Xavier to start the mine cart again and move forward at lightning speed.

Somehow, maybe because he had been thinking about other things, Xavier's body did not feel much discomfort this time.

Following La Can's guidance, I exchanged it for a hundred galleons. Not to mention, one hundred galleons didn't sound like much, it wasn't much to count, and it wasn't big in volume, but it was really heavy.

Fortunately, it was still within Xavier's tolerance.

But when he thought that the money would be exchanged for a pile of heavier and messy things later, Xavier decided to adjust his previous shopping order and buy a stroller first, and at least a suitcase with wheels.

Not far away was the Florin Fusco ice cream shop. Xavier bought an ice cream inside and asked where he could buy the items he needed.

While eating ice cream, Xavier's eyes lit up as he walked to Wieseek's Magical Supplies Shop.

There is actually a box with a traceless stretching spell for sale here!

"Store manager, I want one of this boxes!"

"This box is a new product that has just been released. The price is 13 galleons and 7 sickles."

"So expensive?!"

Xavier was immediately startled, a little suspicious that he was being treated as a fat sheep, even though he clearly remembered that a wand did not exceed 10 Galleons.

"This is the normal market price. After all, this is not a must-have item for the little wizard to enter school, and it is a new product."

Xavier suddenly realized what the store manager meant.

Necessary supplies for little wizards to enter school should have some kind of subsidy, but this product does not have such subsidy.

"I understand, give me one...do you have a silver-grey one?"

“Any color available!”

After a while, the store manager brought a silver-gray suitcase with wheels from the store's warehouse, and Xavier decisively paid for it.

Xavier likes gray, all kinds of gray, because his eyes are gray.

However, Xavier's eyes were not naturally gray, but turned gray after Xavier traveled through time, which may be related to the Obscurus in his body.

With the new equipment, Xavier can now go shopping happily. First, he went to the nearest stationery store to buy some parchment paper, notebooks, quills, and ink.

When it was time to put these things into the suitcase, Xavier realized belatedly that this suitcase was worth the money and the space inside was really huge!

After packing his things, Xavier continued to buy other necessities.

Crucibles, school uniforms, telescopes... I even bought an owl, an ordinary owl, but the store manager said it was the most well-behaved and the fastest owl in the store.

Then I went to buy textbooks.

Originally, Xavier planned to buy all the magic books he could buy, but like the suitcase just now, except for textbooks, the prices of other magic books were a bit high.

So Xavier decisively gave up buying other magic books and instead planned to go to the Hogwarts library for free.

Instead of buying a pet, Xavier headed to his last store, Ollivander's Wand Shop, which specialized in wandmaking in 2000.

Xavier, who was holding a bird cage like an old man walking birds, stood outside the window and looked at the old wand on the purple cushion in the window. For some reason, it suddenly felt very familiar.

"What a ghost. Could it be that this is my destined wand?"

Thinking of this, Xavier burst out laughing, thinking that he was not the protagonist in those fan novels, so how could he encounter such nonsense.

This is the world of Harry Potter, not the world of fantasy or fairy tales. The older the "magic weapon" is, the better it is not.

Of course, this is not absolute. Exceptions include the Three Deathly Hallows and the Philosopher's Stone, which are out-of-print items.

But the wand in front of me is definitely not an exception, because almost all British wizards have seen it. If it really has any magical functions, then it certainly cannot be displayed here.

If a person thinks that everyone else in the world is a fool, then there is no doubt that the real fool is himself.

My talents are destined to be useful. The vast majority of people do not have low IQs, but they are not engaged in a suitable industry, or they have not learned the corresponding knowledge, resulting in insufficient knowledge reserves.

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