trainer at hogwarts

Morris closed his eyes and kept telling himself that this was a friend's thing. He admitted that he was moved.

There is no way, this, this is too much.

As a layman, Morris felt that it was normal for him to be envious.

"These are all yours," Hagrid said with a smile.

Harry walked in blankly and grabbed a handful of gold galleons in his hand. He always felt that everything was like a dream.

His parents were famous wizards and left him so much wealth, but he had a miserable childhood and had to endure pain that should not have been endured at his age.

Hagrid was more practical. He took out a bag from his body and put all the gold galleons, silver Sickles, and copper Knuts into the bag.

"These are enough for you for two semesters. I'll keep the rest for you." Hagrid thrust a bag of money into Harry's hand.

Harry looked at it, walked out of the vault quickly, and handed Morris the handful of galleons he had grabbed earlier.

Morris slowly typed a question mark.

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"The money I spent on the wand before, I said I would pay it back to you when I make money." Harry's face turned slightly red. "It may take a long time before I can make money, so I'll give these to you first."

Morris was silent for a moment, and then reflected that there might be something wrong with his thoughts.

Counting seven gold galleons from it and accepting it, Morris smiled and said: "This is what your parents left for you, not your own. These are enough."

Harry smiled happily, nodded, and ran back to put the extra ones back on the mountain of gold.

Hagrid nodded with satisfaction, Harry was indeed a good boy.

"Take us to the underground vault No. 713 now, but could you please drive the car slower?"

"No."

"Pfft."*2

Hagrid glared at the two teenagers.

You have someone to protect you, but I don’t!

There is no key to the underground vault No. 713.

"Stand back!" Griphook said solemnly. He used his thin and long fingers to scratch a gap from top to bottom, "Except for the goblins of Gringotts, anyone else who does this will be sucked in by the door and will be stuck in the door and cannot get out. ."

Morris kept it in mind and planned to go back and ask the crystal lantern spirit to get a substitute to give it a try.

"Is it true that no one will come here?" Harry was curious.

Griphook said proudly: "No one would think of going to a super-safe underground vault to steal things. Besides, we will inspect it every ten years."

Morris rolled his eyes secretly and complained in his heart, it seems that no one of you knew that the crystal lantern came to you for shopping before.

That's it?

Forget it, it's safer to keep your money with yourself.

The heavy door opened, and there was only a small package inside.

Morris watched helplessly as Hagrid went in, weighed the package and stuffed it into his arms, but could do nothing.

Harry touched Morris: "What do you think is in there?"

Morris chuckled: "Maybe it's a photo of Principal Dumbledore and his old lover?"

Harry: "?"

"Principal Dumbledore has an old lover?" Harry was obviously interested. After all, gossip is human nature.

"Of course, after living for such a long time, there are still some romantic affairs...Hey, Harry, guess who that old lover is?" Morris winked at Harry.

"Maurice!" Hagrid walked out with a dark face.

"exist."

"Please don't talk about the professor like this!"

"Uh... ok, I'm just chatting casually, hey hey hey..."

"Okay, let's get back to the damn car. Please don't talk to either of you on the way back," Hagrid said gloomily.

He was afraid that Harry would ask Maurice some questions and the topic would take another strange direction.

After the car ran wildly, they finally stood at the entrance of Gringotts, enjoying the afternoon sun.

"Let's go buy uniforms first... Oh, Harry, why don't you let Maurice accompany you? I want to go have a drink at the Leaky Cauldron——"

"Wait, Hagrid." Morris interrupted, "It's already noon, I think we should eat something first, why not go to Hogsmeade Village, where there are more shops and it is more suitable for us. "

Now when Hagrid goes to the Leaky Cauldron, many people who know Hagrid will ask him what he is doing there. Hagrid has always had a big mouth and will definitely tell the story about Harry and himself. So Quirrell's version of Sandwich Biscuit will know about Harry's situation and his own situation.

Voldemort has been strengthened, so he cannot be allowed to have more information.

It didn't matter where Hagrid went to drink, just not the Leaky Cauldron.

Hagrid scratched his head: "Hogsmeade...it's quite far away."

"We had a late breakfast, so it's okay to have afternoon tea. It just happened to send you back, didn't it?" Morris said.

Hagrid was a little moved: "Then Harry..."

Morris patted his chest: "Don't worry, leave it all to me. I just need to buy some textbooks. Although I completed all the required courses last semester, I still have to take elective courses this semester."

"Oh? What did you choose?" Hagrid was curious.

"Divination."

Hagrid's face was a little distorted: "That Morris, I want to give you a reminder in my personal capacity, that Divination professor..."

"Professor Trelawney, I know. Helena told me about this professor, who is the Gray Lady from Ravenclaw." Morris said.

Hagrid was confused: "Then why did you choose this course?"

"What do you think of my prediction skills?" Morris asked.

Harry immediately cheered: "Needless to say, he is certainly the most powerful I have ever seen. Not only can he know what happened in the past, but you have not missed the predictions about the future!"

"Since I'm so good, then I don't have to consider taking this course at all. Why should I choose it?" Morris asked himself. "Of course it's for the convenience of earning credits! This kind of thing can be done easily without spending any effort at all. Aren’t the projects you passed the exam great?”

Hagrid blinked: "Is this like this?"

Harry: "Okay, what a great idea..."

Anyway, Ms. Trelawney's professional level is not very good, but she likes to listen to good words. If you follow the meaning of her words, wouldn't it be easy to get that O? Maurice thought happily.

"Ah, so that's it." Hagrid smiled innocently, "Let's order the clothes first before going to Hogsmeade. Mrs. Malkin is quite slow in making clothes."

"It makes sense, then let's go." Morris smiled, and then spoke to Gardevoir telepathically, "Let our presence be lowered."

"Good host."

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I have something to buy. Why don't you, Maurice, go with Harry first?" Hagrid glanced at a pet shop nearby.