Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Douglas frowned. He seldom came to the magical world. How could the bad news here be related to him?

Slaine put the thing in one hand, then freed his other hand and patted Douglas on the shoulder.

"You know Gilderoy Lockhart, the author of 'Walking with Trolls' and 'Magic Me', the one I mentioned to you before."

Douglas felt a strange feeling when he heard the name again.

Although I took his professorship, we had never met before, so there was no grudge between us.

Besides, Dumbledore said it was he who refused first.

Moreover, the two of them are not signed with the same company, so there will be no conflict.

Seeing Douglas silent, Slaine said with disgust:

"Oh, Merlin's beard, my dear Mr. Holmes, you really should pay more attention to the British wizarding world.

Mr. Lockhart was brought up by our old rival, Rumihart Books, and he even had a fan meeting at Flourish and Blotts today.

He even took out Dumbledore's invitation letter to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts..."

Douglas thought the other party was going to tell him some bad news.

While dodging the pedestrians on the side, he said:

"Don't worry, dear Slaine, I'm giving you the latest volume of "Master of All Occupations".

And it’s only an update for the Wizarding World version, the rest of the Muggle World version hasn’t started yet…”

Slaine didn't pay any attention to what Douglas said next, his attention was completely attracted by the file bag in his hand.

Then a surprised expression appeared on his face, and he slapped Douglas's shoulder hard.

"Great news, young man, that's fantastic, if you're willing to reveal your true identity as the author.

That would be even better..."

Having said that, Slaine glanced at the crowd around him warily again.

He put the manuscript in his hand tightly in his arms, and then said softly:

"I have to go back and look at the rest of the story. No, I mean to review it and then arrange to publish the book as soon as possible.

We also need to promote it. After all, the last volume was updated a long time ago. Maybe this can boost the sales of the previous book again..."

After saying that, he left Douglas and ran straight towards the company.

Douglas looked at the flustered figure and shrugged helplessly.

I know that this guy urges me to submit my manuscripts every day just for his own pleasure.

After all, the speed at which books are published in the magical world is not very fast, and I am already considered to be highly productive.

Three sets were published in ten years, each set containing about twenty volumes.

I'm already very productive, so the publishing house understands if I take a break for a year or two occasionally.

Without Slaine nagging at his side, Douglas quickly arrived at the door of Gringotts.

At the bronze gate of a tall, snow-white building stood a goblin wearing a scarlet and gold-studded uniform.

Douglas was glad the other man didn't yell:

"Welcome~One male guest..."

Otherwise he would have thought he had entered a bathhouse.

The goblin led him into a tall marble hall.

Although there were many customers inside, the fairy who led him was very perceptive and helped him find a counter where there was no queue.

After verifying his identity, the goblin quickly took him to the vault.

A very small vault, which contains all of Douglas's property in the wizarding world.

It was approximately 400,000 Galleons, a fortune accumulated over nearly ten years.

Apart from this, there was nothing else in the vault to show off wealth.

After all, in the vaults of old wizards, there might be all kinds of precious alchemical equipment and magic props.

Unfortunately, Douglas was so poor that he only had gold galleons left.

It’s not that he really doesn’t have any magic props. He has also obtained some good things while traveling around in the past few years.

But I still can't compare with those people.

Of course, this money is not fixed. Every month, some copyright fees are transferred from the treasury of Mo Mo Ran Book Company.

Similarly, Douglas's deposits in the Muggle world have exceeded two million pounds.

If it weren't for his unwillingness to do his own marketing publicly and not authorizing any surrounding industries.

Otherwise his wealth would have increased dozens of times.

As long as there is enough money to spend and enough food to eat, that's enough.

Before the system appeared, he did what a useless time traveler should do, lying down.

If the system had not set a deadline at the time, Douglas felt that he could have continued lying down.

Soon, he withdrew 10,000 gold Galleons, as well as some scattered silver Sickles and copper Knuts.

Then, led by the fairy, they returned to the ground.

Walking out of the bronze gate of Gringotts.

Looking at the bustling crowd on the street, Douglas suddenly felt a little confused.

Why was he in Diagon Alley?

Oh, right.

It was Slaine who requested the meeting, but unfortunately, the other party quickly abandoned him after receiving the manuscript.

Douglas suddenly thought of a good place, a place called the Scrap Shop.

This store is like a ghost market hidden in every city.

It gives people the fun of shopping on Taobao.

During his school years, Douglas found some textbooks and notes of his Hogwarts predecessors here.

These notes from his predecessors were of great help to him on his magical path.

Chapter 8: First Meeting with Harry Potter

As Douglas left the gate of Gringotts, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure not far from the entrance to Knockturn Alley.

Oh no.

It's two.

Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper and key keeper of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, is so tall that it is hard to mistake him.

A good friend of Douglas's during his school days.

And Harry Potter.

Douglas stopped and waited for the two men to come over and say hello.

I wasn't surprised at all as to why the two of them showed up in Knockturn Alley.

Harry remembered that the Floo fan had called out the wrong name.

Hagrid, haha.

Although he is not a dark wizard, the "little cuties" he raises are not safe magical animals.

Many times, only in the hands of some weird people can there be some suitable things.

As the two walked, Hagrid said something with an unhappy look on his face.

Harry Potter's face is dirty...

Just as they reached the exit, Douglas was about to say hello.

A little witch rushed down the white steps of Gringotts and ran straight towards them.

Douglas looked it over.

"Is this Hermione Granger?"

At this moment, Douglas clearly heard Hagrid's rough voice in the noisy crowd.

"You won't have to look for long... Wait, are you... Douglas?"

Douglas saw Hagrid's eyes, which had originally drifted away, suddenly look at him.

Smiling, he stepped forward and said hello:

"Hagrid, long time no see.

I saw you just now, and wanted to say hello when you came closer...

Haha, I thought the quality of your food had deteriorated after I left, but now it seems that it hasn't.

Who are these two?

He said, pointing at Harry Potter and Hermione Granger who were looking at him with curiosity.

Hagrid quickly pushed the two of them to the front and introduced them happily:

"This is Harry... Harry Potter and Hermione Granger, both second year Gryffindors.

They all have a good relationship with me!"

Douglas nodded and said with a smile:

"Mr. Potter, Miss Granger, it's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Douglas Holmes."

Hermione said politely, "Hello, Mr. Holmes!"

It was the first time Harry met an adult wizard who did not show any surprise after hearing his name.

So he looked at Douglas curiously and forgot to say hello for a moment.

But he always felt that he had heard this name somewhere.

At this time, Hagrid happily introduced Douglas to the two of them:

"Harry, Hermione, don't underestimate Douglas.

You know, he is one of the few students who has his own private kitchen territory in the Hogwarts kitchen.

The braised pork, sweet and sour black lake fish, and boiled chicken that you often eat all originated from him.

And Harry, the orchard you were punished to cultivate last year was also planted by Douglas.

Most importantly, he is..."

Before Hagrid could finish, Douglas heard a gasping voice behind him.

"Harry! Let's hope you only missed an oven door... Molly's frantic. She'll be right here."

Hagrid and the others also turned their attention away from Douglas.

Harry, in particular, had a look of shame on his face.

Douglas turned around and greeted with a smile:

"Mr. Weasley, long time no see!"

Mr. Weasley was stunned for a moment, then quickly smoothed his gasping chest.

“Oh, Merlin’s beard, it’s Douglas, what are you doing here?

I mean, I haven't heard from you for a long time. When did you return to the UK?

Bill and Charlie both wrote to me before, mentioning that you visited them...

Last Christmas, Bill came back and asked me if I could go to South America. How was it there?

I mean, it's too far.

Molly has always regretted not being able to send last year's Christmas present.