I, the leader of the esoteric sect, am doing great things in the infinite world!

They had the same destination.

Li Lin extended his finger and gently flicked out a beam of white light.

"Confringo."

Without even checking the results of the spell, Li Lin and Sirius were instantly apparated and taken away.

The instant the Apparition's smoke disappeared, a massive explosion erupted from the center of Azkaban. Dark blue Fiendfire let out a piercing howl before transforming into an even larger fireball amidst a series of explosions.

Pillars of fire rose into the sky.

Azkaban ceased to exist.

84. The possibility of counterfeiting currency

The feeling of Apparition was unpleasant. To describe it, Li Lin felt like he was being shoved into a toilet paper, spun around repeatedly, and then flushed out of the sewer.

Even more critically, this toilet-style teleportation isn't a one-time event. The vast ocean is a major obstacle to Apparition, so the Ministry of Magic has set up many secret outposts in the North Sea for unforeseen circumstances.

After the fifteenth Apparition, Li Lin finally touched a large area of ​​solid land—they were far away from the turbulent North Sea and had set foot on the British Isles again.

For him, the side effects of Apparition were much less severe than the initial teleportation provided by the system.

Before us stands a warehouse perched on a cliff overlooking the sea, surrounded by lush forests. Without careful observation, it's easy to overlook the warehouse, which is similar in color.

This is the location that Li Lin and Sirius had agreed upon beforehand. It is located in the UK, but it is not marked on the map.

A wisp of smoke fell, and Sirius staggered out of the smoke, collapsing to the ground and vomiting.

Sirius's sentence in Azkaban severely weakened his body; if it weren't for his willpower, he would have taken his own life like countless other nameless prisoners.

Li Lin stretched his body and instructed the two batters, "Where are the things I asked you to prepare?"

“Mr. Aatrox, here it is.” Hale took the key out of his pocket and bowed respectfully. “The spare wand, wizard’s robe, door key, and the potion you requested are all inside.”

“Alright, then return to your posts. Once you’re back at the Ministry of Magic, you’ll completely forget everything about us,” Li Lin instructed the two strikers. “Azkaban has been destroyed by the Dark Lord Grindelwald.”

"Your will."

The two Ministry of Magic strikers exchanged a glance, then simultaneously vanished in a phantom swirl.

“Grindelwald…the first Dark Lord?” Sirius sighed, staggering to his feet while leaning against the wall. “The wizarding world has truly suffered many calamities.”

"From a purely rational standpoint, Grindelwald is much easier to deal with than Voldemort. At least the former has a clear political program and lofty ideals... while Voldemort is more like a terrorist who attacks indiscriminately."

Li Lin inserted the key into the lock, turned it three and a half turns to the right, and the brass lock mechanism clicked open, thus opening the door to this long-sealed warehouse.

The interior of the warehouse seemed to be enchanted with an expansion of space, with soft magical light shining down from the dome, illuminating every corner of the warehouse meticulously.

Sirius's expression became quite varied after he saw the items stored in the warehouse.

On the table were two spare standard wands and two sets of classic wizard robes with hoods. On the wooden counter on the other side were several sealed bottles and jars filled with liquids of various colors. At Li Lin's request, the Ministry of Magic's strikers even thoughtfully attached labels to them.

In another open space, three piles of metal coins were scattered about, gleaming alluringly under the lights.

Those are the legal tender circulating in the wizarding world, magical currencies certified and issued by Gringotts, founded by the fairies: Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts.

One Galleon is equal to seventeen Silver Sickles, and one Silver Sickle is equal to twenty-nine Bronze Nats. The exchange rate of currency in the magical world is just so frustrating.

Mr. Li, who suffers from obsessive-compulsive disorder, is almost suffocating.

Gringotts also strictly controls the exchange channels for Muggle currency. Although one Galleon can be exchanged for a certain amount of pounds, the goblins also limit the amount of Muggle currency that can be exchanged.

Sirius Black excitedly walked over, put on the wizard's robe, picked up the standard wand, and flicked his wrist in an S-shape to cast a cleansing spell on himself.

"Scourgify".

This time, a gentle breeze emanated from the tip of the wand, encircling Sirius's body. When the breeze dissipated, he was refreshed all over, except for his still bald head.

"Oh, a pine wand, dragon nerve... It's not as easy to use as my old wand, but it's good enough."

Sirius Black tucked his wand into the pocket of his robe so he could draw it out at any time.

Then he turned his gaze to the teapot placed in the center of the table.

This seemingly worn-out teapot is actually a magical item that can quickly teleport the person who touches it to a designated location—a door key. In most cases, a door key is an inconspicuous everyday item to avoid attracting the attention of Muggles.

Compared to Floo Powder, the advantage of the Port Key is that it can teleport multiple people at once. Unfortunately, due to time constraints, Li Lin only had time to have them prepare one Port Key.

Although the door key can only go to the same destination, a fireplace is not required.

At the same time, using a Portkey does not require special training like traveling via Apparition, so underage wizards can also use it. Before the Hogwarts Express was launched, all students were transported to Hogwarts by touching a Portkey.

Of course, this method is not ideal, because every year some students cannot find their door keys, or become hysterical or comatose due to the side effects of door key transmission.

"This key is..." Sirius cautiously took a step back; he didn't want to be teleported somewhere for no reason.

"Flipping Alley," Li Lin replied without turning his head, sitting in front of the pile of currency.

Sirius nodded. If Diagon Alley was the center of the British magical world, then Knockturn Alley, which connected to it, was the area for dark magic and the sale of strange and unusual goods.

He walked towards Li Lin, wanting to see what this rather unusual wizard was doing with that pile of magical currency.

Suddenly, Li Lin slapped the pile of Galleons, startling Sirius Black into taking a few steps back.

He had no idea what was wrong with Li Lin this time.

"What are you doing?" Sirius asked boldly after seeing that Li Lin did nothing more.

"Do you think it's possible that these magical currencies can be counterfeited?"

Li Lin held a handful of silver shiko in his left hand and a handful of copper nat in his right, attempting to cosplay the unjust scales of money.

"Fake... Hahahaha."

Sirius laughed from the bottom of his heart. In Azkaban, he felt no joy whatsoever, but now he was genuinely amused by Li Lin's actions.

“Mr. Aatrox, allow me to formally introduce these currencies to you, haha.”

He wiped away the tears welling up in his eyes and pointed to the two piles of magical coins in Li Lin's hand. "Without exception, these coins were all made by the goblins of Gringotts. They strictly control the circulation of every single magical coin. For thousands of years, no one has ever tried to uncover their minting techniques."

"Do you know why?"

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Before Li Lin could react, Sirius Black wisely replied, "This is a deal. It's a deal between the ancient wizards and them."

"Those magical creatures, they once established glorious kingdoms and created their own civilizations."

"In the distant past, the magic of wizards was even more powerful, and the types of spells they used were mostly for war and battle. After fierce wars, some magical creatures were completely extinct, while others were classified as magical creatures and protected in a roundabout way."

"The most representative of these is the house-elves."

Sirius snapped his fingers.

"House-elves have their own set of spells, and they can cast spells quickly without wands or incantations. They can live up to 200 years and exist as butlers and servants of wizards... But in fact, they had a glorious past and made the ancient wizards pay a heavy price in that war."

"The wizards erased their language, destroyed their culture, enslaved their bloodline, and spent five generations making house-elves consider enslavement an honor—the Black family cut off the heads of old house-elves and nailed them to the wall, which they considered the highest glory."

"The goblins of Gringotts remained neutral at the time, providing supplies to both sides impartially. As a result, after the war, the goblins held a slightly higher status than house-elves, and over time they gradually gained control of the economic lifeline of the wizarding world... Even though they later instigated several goblin rebellions, they were never completely eliminated."

“Each gold Galleon, silver Sickle, and bronze Nat has a unique code on its edge, which indicates the goblin identity of the one who minted the coin.”

Sirius crouched down, picked up a Galleon, turned it over, and touched the edge of the Galleon with his finger.

"Only fairies can distinguish each magical coin."

Li Lin sighed.

It seems that trying to counterfeit money on one's own is still too much of a stretch.

I'll ask Nian for help next time.

Sirius, who thought he had dispelled Li Lin's unrealistic ideas, saw this and, while gathering the magical coins and putting them one by one into the pocket at his waist, offered words of comfort:

“If you’re short of Galleons… I can take you to the Black family’s old house. Although we can’t openly enter Gringotts’ vault, there’s still plenty of stock in the old house, enough to live comfortably for the rest of your life.”

“Okay, come on.” Li Lin, who loved to take advantage of others, readily agreed and walked towards the potion counter, taking down two bottles of brown potions from the shelf.

"This is a potion that reduces your presence." Sirius suddenly realized that, in the absence of Polyjuice Potion, this kind of potion that makes people unconsciously ignore them is the most effective.

He took a bottle of potion and dripped a drop onto his shoulder.

The scientific name for this potion is gray tar. If someone drinks it, they will suffer the same consequences as the Vanishing Curse—they will disappear from the world in an instant, unable to observe others or be observed by others, and will die alone.

Li Lin subtly moved the gray tar he had brought to his lips away, letting it drip onto his wizard's robe.

Then they sprinkled a drop of potion on each other's shoulders, a ritual that ensured they wouldn't be overlooked.

Just as Sirius thought Li Lin was about to use the Portkey to go to Knockturn Alley, Li Lin pulled out his standard wand and pointed it at his forehead.

He released [Mottled Mimicry] on himself.

Grayish-white moths surged out of the void in an instant, and the illusion of a dark forest appeared and disappeared. Countless tiny folds, like tiny-legged insects, silently covered Li Lin's entire body.

Countless starlight rose from the dark green tabletop in front of Li Lin, enveloping him.

Li Lin snapped the wand in his hand and, amidst Sirius's exclamation, transformed into a different appearance.

His skin was almost pale, his ears had sharp edges, his long silver hair reached his waist, and his gray eyes were like mist.

That was the immortal black serpent, with the appearance of Koschke.

Li Lin crossed his fingers in front of his chest and abdomen, his eyes deep and still like a pool of water. Sirius felt for no reason that he was getting shorter and shorter.