Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

Diagon Alley.

Murphy once again walked into Gringotts with gold worth hundreds of thousands of pounds.

The first previous orders were delivered after being processed as per Patrick's advice.

Padrick expects a second batch of orders soon, and may even see a surge in orders soon.

Although the original solution can still hold up for a while through dilution, it is not an option to just sit back and have nothing. Murphy still has to solve the problem of raw materials.

"Mr. Darkholm." The goblin supervisor saw Murphy and greeted him proactively, "Would you rather exchange it for gold?"

This is the third time he has come to Gringotts to redeem gold. He came once before to replenish potion ingredients.

Murphy put the bag on the counter, "Yes."

"There is quite a lot of gold buried in your ancestors." said the goblin master.

"Why, you also have to take care of my ancestor's hobbies?"

"Hehe, of course we can't control it. But I don't think it's possible that your gold was buried by your ancestors."

"Guess what, I dug a gold mine in my ancestral field two days ago," Murphy said.

"You're kidding!"

"You know it too? Don't waste my time with your fucking chatter. Do you really deserve it or not?"

The goblin supervisor turned cold and said after a while, "Exchange. But this time we have to charge an additional 5% handling fee."

"Merlin's evil heart! 5%, why the hell don't you go and grab it?" Murphy was angry.

We were already losing a lot of gold to Galleons, but they still charge so much handling fee. The greed of these goblins is more disgusting than maggots in a cesspool!

"As long as you tell us the source of the gold truthfully, I can waive this handling fee."

"Fuck your mother!" Murphy was furious, "How about I give you the treasure map where my ancestors buried the gold?!"

"That's really solid evidence."

"Excuse me, mother! You are a bastard of a dwarf and a goblin!"

Murphy said another Chinese sentence.

"what did you say?"

"I said Gringotts is so civilized and elegant, and you are so beautiful and cute."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"The rotten yellow fang of the troll! Take it and wish you an early ascension to heaven."

Murphy pushed the gold over.

There was nothing he could do. As the only bank and currency-issuing institution in the wizarding world, Gringotts acted rogue. He, an ordinary little wizard, really couldn't stand it.

Moreover, the source of his gold cannot be resisted.

Murphy walked out of Gringotts with a solemn expression.

He can't come to this place again. Those goblins have become wary of his behavior of exchanging large amounts of gold. Next time he comes here, what might be waiting for him is not an additional handling fee, but a team of Aurors.

But apart from Gringotts, where else can I exchange pounds for galleons in bulk?

With these thoughts running through his mind, Murphy's scalp suddenly tightened.

Something is wrong.

Someone is watching me!

This feeling became stronger and stronger, so much so that it felt like someone was holding a magic wand to the back of his head, and waves of fear made his scalp numb.

omen!

The wizard's sixth sense is not groundless to a large extent. Murphy, who has taken a prophecy class, knows that this is a reminder of danger outside his consciousness by his own magic power.

However, he had never done well in prophecy classes, and this was the first time he had such a strong omen.

who is it?

Auror?

Or is it the dark wizard who is eyeing his own gold coins?

Many people saw him exchanging gold coins in Gringotts. So many galleons were indeed enough for some guys to take risks.

After thinking about it, he originally planned to go straight to Slug and Giggs Pharmacy, but he changed his mind temporarily. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned into an alley, and then, "Disler Falcon."

The Disillusionment Charm instantly rendered him invisible.

He stood motionless in the alley and waited, determined to give him a hard blow no matter who came.

After a while, a short figure hurried into the alley, and then looked around suspiciously.

When Murphy saw that figure, he was filled with anger, "Lock the tongue and seal the throat! Cut out the heart and bones!"

After casting the Unforgivable Curse, looking at the goblin lying on the ground twitching silently, a happy smile appeared on Murphy's face unconsciously.

Damn it, I just wanted to do this in Gringotts.

After a while, the torture was over. Murphy added a immobilization spell to the goblin, making it unable to move its limbs, and then released his silencing spell.

"Please, please, no, I am not an enemy, I am not an enemy!"

The goblin begged for mercy as soon as he was allowed to speak.

But Murphy had no intention of just listening to what he said. The wizard had a more convenient way to obtain information, "Legilimency!"

After a moment, Murphy breathed a sigh of relief, "Locke? Your resume is quite interesting."

He saw this guy's experience in the goblin's memory. He turned out to be a mixed-blood goblin, and his maternal clan had been mixed with wizard blood. Because of this bloodline, his appearance was slightly different from ordinary goblins - he was better than them. He was taller and his ears were not as pointed.

This caused him to suffer discrimination in his own clan. He was not allowed to have access to the traditional casting skills of the goblins, nor was he allowed to work in Gringotts, even though he felt that he was smarter than his peers.

As an adult, Locke became a broker, specializing in shady transactions for wizards or other residents of the magical world who were unable to come forward in person.

He made a fortune and bribed a clan leader to get a job at Gringotts.

This was no ordinary Gringotts goblin.

In the other party's memory, Murphy also read his purpose, "Do you want to exchange gold on my behalf?"

"Yes, yes!" Locke endured the bursts of weakness after being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse, and replied, "Bogorod has already doubted you. He thinks that your gold came from an evil source. You can no longer go to Ancient Spirit." Sir, they will let the Aurors take you away for interrogation!"

"They can't just interrogate a wizard. I didn't commit a crime."

"Indeed, but Bogorod made up a lot of reasons. He would report to the Aurors that Gringotts' gold mine had lost some stock, and your gold was probably the one that was lost in the gold mine."

"They have no evidence."

"But you can't provide the source of your gold, can you?" Locke said, "I know that the gold actually comes from the Muggle world! Their gold purification technology is more advanced than Gringotts, and only Muggles can make it with a purity of 99.99 % of gold!”

Murphy frowned. Although he had transformed the gold, there were indeed so-called thousand pure gold and ten thousand pure gold for sale in the gold shop. He could not change its purity when he transformed it, so there would indeed be some extremely pure gold in those gold nuggets. High gold.

He had been completely unaware of this vulnerability.

"You know this gold comes from Muggles, but you still dare to help me?" Murphy asked.

"Gold is gold. Whether it comes from goblins or Muggles, it will not erase the fact that it is gold. As long as Gringotts still uses the gold standard, they will face this risk. We are just taking advantage of what they already have. It’s just a loophole.”

Murphy was a little surprised, "Gold standard, this is a Muggle word."

"That's right, Muggles are four centuries ahead of goblins in terms of monetary and economic achievements! What's ridiculous is that my compatriots dare to laugh at Muggles for their ignorance!"

"Interesting, you're interesting."

A goblin with Muggle economic thinking?

This is so interesting.

Murphy lifted Locke's immobilizing spell, "How are you going to help me?"

"I can open an anonymous account for you. Those idiots of my kind don't even know how many vaults they have in total, nor how much money is in those vaults. With just some small means, you can have one A completely anonymous vault.”

"Gringotts has a business of recycling old coins and acquiring gold for recasting. By using some small loopholes, I can convert your gold into Galleons and store it in your vault. You can legally withdraw it and use it at any time."

"Of course, I will collect some commissions during this process. But believe me, I am far less greedy than those of my peers."

Murphy pondered for a while, "But I don't trust you."

Locke smiled, and a rather human smile appeared on that ugly face, "You don't need to trust me. I have already experienced your power just now. You are not that kind of weak wizard, and I can't resist you at all. , isn’t it?”

After speaking, he handed a gold coin slightly larger than the ordinary Galleons to Murphy, "You can think about it. If necessary, you can use this to summon me at any time."

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