After much deliberation, there were not many people Harry could turn to, so Ron stopped talking. There was no need to go to him for money matters.
Hagrid had no idea about money, and even if he did, it would be from the wizarding world just like him.
Hermione had a lot of pocket money, but she had spent it all buying books, and there wasn't much left.
However, the girl knew that Aini also had an industry in the Muggle world, and told Harry that he could come to him and ask.
"No problem, how much do you want to change?"
Hearing Aini's cheerful response, Harry was stunned. Yes, how much do you need to change?
During the ten years in the Dursley family, Harry's life was almost synonymous with poverty, which also made him lack a clear judgment on the value of Muggle gifts.
"A suggestion, Harry. Why not buy some gadgets from the wizarding world for them?" Ani patted the boy on the shoulder and gave him an idea.
"Absolutely not, they will kill me." As soon as Aini finished speaking, Harry screamed like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
But then the boy realized that his behavior was a bit rude, and he began to explain in a slow voice.
"My aunt's family, how should I put it, refuse to accept anything they consider abnormal, especially anything related to wizards."
"How will you know if you don't try it? I don't think your cousin would say no to a moving chocolate frog."
Hearing this, Harry nodded subconsciously. He seemed to see a chubby little guy jumping up and down at home on Privet Drive, trying to grab the chocolate frog from the window.
It seems to be a bit confusing.
"And what housewife can resist a magic rag that can wipe away even the most stubborn oil stains without rinsing?"
Harry's eyes lit up, and it seemed to make sense. He remembered that Aunt Petunia had always complained that the oil stains were becoming more and more difficult to deal with, and it was very difficult to wash the rag.
"I heard that your uncle is a little obese? How about a liver-protecting potion? Even if he doesn't like magic, he won't refuse health."
That’s it!
After hearing Aini's words, Harry was greatly moved. It seemed feasible, but...
"Candy and magic rags can be mailed by owl, but where can I buy the liver-protecting potion?" Harry was a little confused. He had never heard of this kind of potion.
"Well, wait a minute." Aini took out a piece of paper and started writing on it.
"It is not difficult to prepare this kind of potion, and the materials are very common. You can ask Hagrid to go to Diagon Alley to bring you a copy, and I will help you refine it."
After calculating silently in his mind, Ani counted out 1,750 pounds and handed it to Harry along with the list.
"Of course, if you use the money to pay for your summer expenses, your aunt and uncle may be happier."
In 1992, the average income in the UK was less than 20,000 pounds, and 1,750 pounds was already a monthly salary for ordinary people.
"Sorry, Ani, I don't have that many galleons now." Counting the amount of pounds, Harry smiled awkwardly. After a school year, he only had a few dozen galleons left on hand.
"Ha, you don't think that the exchange rate between galleons and pounds is 1:1, right? It only needs 10 galleons. I remember the last time I saw the gold price, it was 349 US dollars an ounce, which is exactly the amount."
Ani touched his chin. At this time, the pound was still very strong, with an exchange rate of more than 1:2 with the US dollar.
He suddenly remembered that in the original timeline, the pound would plummet in a few months, and it seemed that Capet would have to convert pounds into U.S. dollars as soon as possible.
After seeing Harry off, Ani knocked on the door of the Potions Professor's office.
"Sev, I want to go to Africa first after the holiday, will we come together?" Ani regretted coming to see Snape. Perhaps it was to catch up with the progress. There were 18 crucibles here, and bubbles of different colors bubbled up. Soaking, the various flavors are mixed with each other, it is really overpowering.
"Cape is there to discuss matters related to the purchase of runes. The local Ministry of Magic is just a decoration. All resources are in the hands of the tribe, so the current progress is not ideal."
"I need to rush to make a batch of potions. We will meet in Edinburgh in ten days." Snape pinched out a handful of beetle eyes and sprinkled them into the two cauldrons at hand. A plume of purple smoke rose up and filled the air. The strange smell increased again.
"Okay, it's settled." Aini responded absently. He was thinking about another thing now.
"Say what you have to say." Snape adjusted the heat again, walked back to the sofa and said to Ani.
"Sev, after the cloning is successful, what are you going to do with her?" Even in the magical world, resurrection from the dead is a taboo.
"I don't know. I don't know if she still remembers me, and I don't know if she can still use magic." A trace of confusion flashed across Snape's face. He once thought that hurting Lily was the biggest mistake in his life. .
After informing Voldemort of Trelawney's language, Snape believed that this was the biggest mistake he had ever made when he learned that Voldemort's target was actually Lily's child.
And when he was holding Lily's cold body and crying bitterly, he thought that his biggest mistake was trusting Dumbledore. If he had not trusted Dumbledore's promise so much and contacted Lily in time, maybe she would be able to Survive.
But when there was a chance to make amends, Snape didn't know what to do.
"It's better to let her go to Emma to help first." Aini felt that Lily's clone would most likely not have magic talent, so it would be a good choice to arrange it in the Chamber of Commerce.
"Let's wait until we succeed. After all, it's the first time. There are too many things we can't predict." Snape handed Aini a small bottle and motioned for him to open it and smell it.
After Ani did as he was told, he suddenly found that the bad smell around him became less unbearable.
"What's its name? It's an amazing invention. If this had been available last year, the smell on Quirrell wouldn't be so terrible." After another sniff, Ani screwed on the stopper and handed the vial back to Snape.
"You can keep it. It's not troublesome to configure this thing." Snape blocked the handed bottle back, "Oh, I call it deodorant."
Ani shrugged, he was used to Snape coming up with a new potion or two from time to time.
It has to be said that some of the elective course professors at Hogwarts are indeed unreliable, but wizards who can become the head of a house all have real talents.
Needless to say, Snape was a well-deserved potion master, even among the top masters in the world.
Professor Flitwick not only mastered a large number of magic spells, but was also unique in the use of magic spells. Winning the championship in the duel competition speaks volumes.
Professor Sprout looks rustic, with either the fragrance of earth or the smell of dragon dung. But as Aini knows, there are 7 species in the greenhouse of Hogwarts that the outside world claims are inaccessible. cultivated plants.
Professor McGonagall's achievements in transfiguration are obvious to all. Not only does he often publish papers in "Transfiguration Today", he is also one of the only seven people in the 20th century to register an Animagus. He likes to turn into a kitten when he is not doing anything. Bask in the sun.
