Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

There are still gifts, such as many monthly passes for amusement parks and recommendation tickets for certain items and foods. Others don't know what these things do, but they are the best gifts for Ans.

But after all, there were still a few days before the weekend. Because of the arrival of the old men, and because of the surprise of becoming a magician (wizard), for some reason, Ankunais' daily training actually improved to a new level.

Do you really want him to perform a silent, disembodied move followed by a Hidden Blade and then leave quietly?

Hmm...it seems...not bad?

It is always much more elegant and calm than the barbaric lighting warriors.

Time passed by as the 11-year-old boy went cross-country with heavy loads, climbed trees with heavy loads, climbed with heavy loads, carried heavy loads...

He should be thankful that since he is still growing, the weight is not tied to him all the time.

But even so, the feeling of softness and numbness all over the body is indeed not something that normal people should be exposed to.

Just like that, on Saturday, Ankunais, who was feeling light all over, drove to the location of the Broken Ax Bar with his family, a total of seven people, and two Lexus vehicles.

After parking the car and breaking the Muggle expulsion spell because of Ans, the seven people were faced with the dirty medieval style tavern.

"Oh... Ans," Grandpa Wick raised his eyebrows and paused while holding the civilized staff, "I suddenly doubt the qualifications of this school."

"Alright dad, let's go in and take a look first." John dragged the black suitcase past and opened the door of the tavern first. "Although I don't like this kind of environment, maybe they don't open a tavern but a place of feelings." Woolen cloth?"

"Stupid, how is that possible? What era are you in? Do you think they are those vagrant actors who hang out in nightclubs and hook up with young girls?"

Grandpa Thorpe's merciless words earned Grandma Thorpe a blank look. Ans followed his father and walked in. After all, he was the only wizard among the crowd, even though he was a reserve.

"This environment is really bad" x7

Although he had already expected it, after all, he was a reincarnated person who had watched the first movie, but the real mess appeared in front of him, and Ankunais couldn't help but frown.

There is obviously a quick and convenient magic like [Clean Up], so why not use it?

At this time, the advantage of the Assassin family appears. Even if it is a cesspit, as long as it can achieve its purpose and is the only choice, then it will not hesitate to get into it.

Early death and early birth.

John had already communicated with Tom, the tavern owner, and noticed his gaze. Ankunais bowed slightly to him and thanked him in advance for his help.

Although it is his duty to help Muggle-born wizards and families open the door, as the saying goes, the King of Hell is easy to deceive and difficult to deal with, so...

——Politeness is always useful

After entering Diagon Alley, the assassins were really surprised by the wonderful and dreamy scene, including the cauldron floating in the air, the quill they were wielding to absorb ink, and the dragon liver for sale...

Grandpa Wick took a breath of air-conditioning and looked at the small shop that was selling dragon items. The kind of street hut that looked like a random place on the street could actually sell these things.

"Let's go, my son." As expected of an old assassin, he just closed his eyes and composed himself. "Let's... follow the procedure to exchange money first."

The logo of Gringotts is very obvious. It is taller and whiter than other buildings. In this gray and black street, it is an eye-catching presence.

There are warning slogans engraved on the door, which are very grandiose and can really intimidate people, such as...Hufflepuff.

After all, he is the most well-behaved and honest person.

They didn't care about the disdain of the 'doorman' - the wizards and doormen in front of them all bowed with great respect, but only bowed perfunctorily to them.

The group of people followed the instructions of the ugly goblin and came to the Muggle currency exchange window. The exchange ratio was 1:5.

But 5 pounds is not equal to 1 gold galleung. This is a Hogwarts subsidy, and it has a limit and can only be exchanged for 100 gold galleons. Muggle currency has no regular effect on them or the entire wizarding world.

So for goblins, the most annoying thing is these Muggle-born wizards, because at that time, they just took out the golden and lovely coins to exchange for useless waste paper.

"Oh, sir, I noticed..." John twirled a gold galleons, not displeased by the other person's ugliness. "Is this made of gold?"

Because there are no guests now, even if the other party is a Muggle and has taken away the cutest yellow cake, Mira, the fairy, still explains in the spirit of service.

Gold Galleons are not simply gold, but magic gold coins made by fairies using magic and special forging. Special numbers are imprinted on the edges. They cannot be counterfeited and imitated, and they are lighter than gold of the same size.

Then Mira heard a few chuckles, and when she thought they were making fun of him, she saw the middle-parted Muggle in front of her take out a cute little yellow croaker, which instantly filled Mira's eyes.

"This...this..." Mira swallowed. Although he wanted to grab it, the responsibilities of his position told him that gold exchange was not his window. Finally, he covered his eyes in distress and pointed to another window, "Please Go over there and exchange gold galleons, but we won’t accept this business here.”

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The ugly long-nosed dwarf named Earring put down the little yellow croaker and was polite, gentle and non-discriminatory towards the big Muggle customer in front of him. However, as long as you observe carefully, you can find that his eyes have been looking at the hand in John's hand. Pull the box.

"Dear Mr. Wick, if the quality of the gold you want to sell is of the same quality, Gringotts can give you an exchange rate of 9 gold Galleons for one gram of gold, and there is no upper limit."

"You guys really know how to do business," John shrugged, picked up the suitcase and put it on the counter. "Forget it, let's change them all, and open a passbook, or as you say...a vault?"

Judging from the appearance of this goblin, although exchanging nine for one looks like a good deal, it must be profitable for the goblin, but because it is the opponent's territory, the newly arrived assassins do not intend to cause trouble.

Besides, for a family where the Brotherhood and the Templars mingle with each other, gold?gem?They still have a lot of gold, just a box of gold, which is not enough to bring a basket from the cellar.

"Of course, my sir, I follow your will," Earring bowed with elegance, luxury and respect for John and others. "Treasury, certificates and a small purse with extension magic."

With a snap of his fingers, the tested gold disappeared instantly, replaced by a piece of parchment, a key, a seal, and three small cloth bags.

"In view of the complicated composition of your bloodline sir (who can speak), I suggest you use your own blood signature. In this way, when paying, you can communicate with the vault through the soul relationship between the bloodlines and then deduct the fee. The keys and seals of the vault require a small amount of money. Mr. Wick's blood and magic."

Because of the gold, the goblins ignored John's family's Muggle status and regarded them as noble people.

Anyone who can bring them gold is a noble master!

In this way, in an instant, they changed from a common (poor) people in the magic world to a wealthy family in the magic world.

The ladies teamed up to buy clothes, and the two old assassins teamed up to go to a store selling magical creatures. Only John and Ans were left to buy school materials together.