Chapter 23 What a good kid, eating eight meals a day?!
Ollivander was suddenly stunned when he heard Ciel's words.
"???"
"No, you bought a wand from me, so why do I still owe you 800 gold Galleons?"
Charles laughed.
"Have you forgotten? I reminded you before that I hope you need a wand with strong enough carrying capacity."
"You confidently told me that it wouldn't break, and that if one wand broke you would compensate me with ten. Only then did I feel relieved to try it out, but in the end I broke twenty wands in a row."
"At one point I thought I would have no wand to use, and I would not be able to enter Hogwarts, and I would have to say goodbye to my wizarding career. Do you know how much psychological damage this caused to me as a little wizard?"
"According to your previous promise of paying me ten times the price of a broken wand, you should probably pay me the price of two hundred wands. Although the broken wands do not contain such an extreme combination of holly wood and phoenix feathers, the price should not be too expensive, but the average price should still be five Galleons, which is equivalent to one thousand gold Galleons.
"After deducting 200 Galleons from the Mithril Wand, you still owe me 800. I guess my calculation is correct."
Ollivander's expression kept changing at this moment, becoming extremely interesting.
"This this……"
Ciel said in a faint voice.
"Mr. Ollivander, of course you can choose not to pay the bill, but I don't think you would want others to know that you broke twenty wands in a row, right?"
"Tsk tsk, the three largest magic wand manufacturers in Europe..."
"Tsk, tsk, as famous as Gregorovitch..."
"Tsk, tsk, they've been making fine wands since 382 BC..."
"Tsk tsk..."
Ollivander's face turned pale and blue.
"Don't make a sound, don't make a sound, just transfer the money, transfer the money to Gringotts, okay?"
"But you must not tell anyone what happened today!"
Seeing how Ollivander was being controlled by Ciel, Professor McGonagall was stunned, and her hand, which was about to take out her purse to pay Ciel, froze.
It took her a moment to react, and she looked at Ciel and coughed forcefully, trying to figure out what to say.
At this time, Charles laughed.
"Just kidding, just kidding."
"Why would I ask Mr. Ollivander for eight hundred gold Galleons?"
"Not to mention using the reputation of the Ollivander family to threaten me. I, Ciel, am a young wizard with a conscience and morals. How could I do such a thing?"
Hearing this, Ollivander felt as if he had been pardoned. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced a smile.
"Actually, I was joking too. Hahaha, how can there be a wand worth 200 Galleons?"
"Am I, Ollivander, such a profiteer?"
"This mithril wand is given to you, Ciel, my friend, as a testimony of our friendship."
After a knowing laugh, Charles put the mithril wand into the box.
Ollivander breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was about to send Charles, the plague god, away, Charles suddenly remembered something and asked Ollivander.
"By the way, Mr. Ollivander, can you give me those broken wands? You can reimburse the Ministry of Magic for the original price."
Ollivander was really stunned this time.
"A broken wand? What do you want with it?"
Charles's face showed mourning.
"I think about what you said, Mr. Ollivander. Wands are alive, too. But this time so many wands were broken because of me. I really can't bear it."
"Just thinking about them being destroyed because of me, my tears are about to flow from my mouth, no, from my eyes."
"I have always believed that every life deserves respect."
"Please let me take them away. This will be my way of making up for them and giving them a proper place to go."
After hearing what Ciel said, Ollivander stood still for a moment, a look of emotion appeared on his face.
He has been making wands for many years, and most of the wizards he has seen use wands as tools.
Even though he never tired of repeating to the wizards that there was a mysterious connection between wands and wizards, most wizards still scoffed at it.
This is true for adult wizards, not to mention the ecstatic little wizards who have just received their wands. All they can think about is waving their wands quickly and watching sparks and fireworks burst out.
There is really no one like Ciel who respects the wand as much as he does.
Professor McGonagall beside her even wiped her eyes.
In her opinion, although Charles had some minor flaws, his kindness and respect for life were obvious just by looking at his actions.
It seems that Dumbledore's worries were just groundless. How could such a kind child do bad things in the future?
"What a good child, so kind!"
Ollivander sighed, then packed up the broken wands that could no longer be reused for Ciel.
Carrying this rather heavy bag of broken wands, Charles' heart was filled with anticipation.
Although these wands are broken, the materials of their shafts and cores are still there.
Phoenix feathers, unicorn mane, dragon heartstrings...
No matter what kind of material it is, it comes from extremely high-level magical animals and contains extraordinary magic power.
After eating these magic wands, I should be able to earn a large number of deduction points.
The points required for the second deduction of Apparition should be enough!
Then, Ciel followed Professor McGonagall out of Ollivander's Wand Shop and went to Madam Malkin's robe shop, Flourish and Blotts bookstore, and a grocery store to buy cauldrons and various odds and ends. Only then did Professor McGonagall breathe a sigh of relief.
Her guidance of Charles was completed here.
Professor McGonagall asked, looking at Ciel who was carrying a lot of bags.
"Charles, do you have a place to stay?"
"Is there any problem I can help you solve?"
Ciel said that he had his own apartment in the Muggle world.
This is really true. This apartment was a reward from the Muggle school I attended before.
After all, before the rise of Charles, this school was just an unknown civilian elementary school.
But after the Shire came into being, its name appeared countless times in news all over the UK.
For this reason, the school management committee decided to purchase the apartment as a token of gratitude and support to Charles.
Therefore, in this life, Charles actually became a homeowner very early on.
"But I still want to stay in the Leaky Cauldron for a few days and continue to experience the charm of the wizarding world."
After learning about Ciel's situation, Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief and told Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, to ask her for help if he had any problems. Then she left to guide the Muggle students waiting at the back.
After Professor McGonagall left, Ciel showed a relaxed smile on his face and walked towards the Leaky Cauldron.
Although the first floor of the Leaky Cauldron looks rather shabby, the accommodation on the second floor is said to be quite elegant.
There was a related description in the original book, saying that a traceless stretching spell was cast inside, and the space was much more spacious than it looked from the outside.
Of course, the price is quite expensive.
In order to make it easier to obtain deduction points, Ciel plans to live in the Leaky Cauldron before school starts.
He naturally wouldn't treat himself badly, but he also didn't intend to really spend such a large sum of money.
After all, the gold galleons he had on hand were already limited, and after buying a bunch of miscellaneous items, they were not enough.
"Fortunately, the kind-hearted Minister Fudge reached that agreement with me, otherwise how could I afford to live in the upper room of the Leaky Cauldron?"
"Minister Fudge is such a good man."
With this thought in mind, Charles came to the bar of the Leaky Cauldron and said to the owner Tom.
"Boss, give me ten of your most luxurious meal sets."
"It will all be charged to the Ministry."
"Prepare this amount for me every meal from now on."
Tom said subconsciously.
"A most luxurious meal?"
"The portions here are very large. There aren't many little wizards who can finish a whole meal..."
The next moment, Tom realized that the number Charles said did not seem to match what he understood.
"Wait, ten copies?"
"You mean ten copies?!"
"My friend, are you kidding me?"
Charles said calmly.
"Do you think I'm idle and I have to come here specially to joke with you?"
"Or is it that the Leaky Cauldron can't even serve ten set meals per meal, and that this money can't be made?"
Tom shook his head decisively.
"How can it be!"
"It's just ten deluxe meals, which means thirty meals a day. We can still supply this amount..."
This time it was Ciel's turn to shake his head.
"Thirty servings a day? How do you calculate that?"
Tom was stunned.
"Three meals a day, ten servings per meal, that's thirty servings, right?"
"Oh I see, you mean skipping breakfast, right? That would make it easier."
Charles shook his head again and said faintly.
"Is it possible that I eat eight meals a day and need eighty portions a day?"
"From today until the start of the Hogwarts term, this amount will be required every day."
"But I still need a spacious room where I can live comfortably..."
Tom shuddered and his voice broke.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"The luxurious room upstairs invites you..."
"Gift!"
(End of this chapter)
