บท 6: Diagonal Alley! I'm fuck rich bitches! About the art of good suit!
I left Gringotts dozens of times richer than when I entered (that's because despite being a millionaire in the muggle world, I made sure that all the money was in the name of the original Granger family) and much more influential if I say it myself. I had accepted my situation after all it's decided to go to Slytherin. Because? Because I can. There were too many advantages to this and little or no disadvantages.
1st my adoptive parents were muggles and even if I was from the Slytherin house I wouldn't be considered a blood purist;
2nd Hermione would go to Ravenclaw, thanks to my influence over the years so I wouldn't be afraid that she would get involved with the hero of the wizarding world;
3rd As a pureblood heir who was raised by muggles I could be an example that both could get along... which was very, very naive of me. Well, if two or three people change their stupid thoughts it would be a bonus wouldn't it.
I actually didn't care much about this world. With the exception of my family I certainly wouldn't bat an eye if all Muggles died. But I knew that my parents and my sister-wife wouldn't be happy about a situation like that.
The sacrifices I don't make for love.
Anyway, I went to buy my supplies for Hogwarts and started with the robes with Madame Malkin. Not that I was going to wear the traditional version of Hogwarts robes.
"Good morning, ma'am... I'd like to know if you accept custom orders?"
Mrs. Malkin was a witch in her fifties, quite attractive for her age. A common occurrence for wizards considering that magic extends life expectancy beyond passively correcting body defects... that didn't mean there weren't ugly wizards. Ronald Weasley was an example. Crabby and Goile were a few more... And if I remember the plot correctly (Yes, I do) there was a Slytherin surnamed Bulstrode who was the height of witch ugliness.
"Could you show me what you want young wizard?"
And I gave her the sketches. They were designs made of robes very similar to the uniform worn at Durmstrang but with the typical softness of an elegant French robe. The shirt was made of fabric in a beautiful deep red color with a high collar. Gold buttons could be seen slanting left from the neck. The sleeves were long and also had beautiful gold carvings like veins running down the arm. The pants were quite stylish too but made of leather two tones darker than the gold-designed shirt showing a cute dragon steer on the right leg. I have specified the need for pockets on both thighs and an extension spell should be added to them.
I made a point of emphasizing the need for draconic leather for the pants and acromantula silk for the shirt. Over the uniform I would wear a commonly worn cape but much smaller than the one British wizards wore. I honestly found loose fabrics a demerit for fashion itself and would never accept something like that.
For this reason, the cape would have short sleeves and would fall to the top of the thigh, without going beyond it. In fact, the cape only covered my buttocks, leaving my body free to make any sudden movements if necessary.
In addition, I also made exaggerated requests regarding the runes that would be used. From self-cleaning runes to self-heating runes. It was almost a premium quality masterpiece.
"These robes would be very expensive, dear, don't you think you should...
"I also want me to beautify the clothes to automatically fit my body over time. I honestly don't think I want to change robes every year. I also want you to give me twenty similar sets. With variation in colors. As long as the cover is black I don't think wearing less boring clothes is a break of the rules." I spoke ignoring the older witch's concern.
"As you wish... You must come in 6 hours to pick up your order. About the value... by the calculations I made it would be between 1000 gallons of gold...
I took 3,000 Galleons out of my bag and placed it on the table next to the stylist.
"Do it in three hours and the extra 2,000 will be yours."
"Happy to do business with you, young wizard."
"Whatever. I `m leaving now."
My next stop would be the store that specializes in selling outstretched trunks. I knew old McGonnagall wasn't going to allow Suze and I to have more advanced suitcases than usual, and I wanted to try my luck for a special suitcase like Mr. Scamander's briefcase. Yes, I wanted my own dimension expanded and I would have.
"Hello owner." She said as she walked into the store and came face to face with a well-dressed man who was apparently lecturing an employee. The hint was there, so it wasn't hard to conclude that he was the owner of the property…or the owner's heir. Whatever it is. "I would like to talk in private about a certain subject… could we?
"Of course, young wizard. You are going toHogwarts, right? I believe you want a suitcase...
"Yes, but I want to discuss it in private before anything else."
He nodded when he saw me press the matter and led me through the store to a back office. It was well organized, with sketches and bag designs arranged on the table in order. He was pretty neat and clean if I had to say so myself.
We sat with me across from him and he looked relaxed in the meantime. I hope to convince this man to give me a trunk or I would make sure I close this shop.
"Do you want something to drink?"
"No. I'd like to get straight to the point if you don't mind."
"In no way. Please go ahead and say what you want."
"I want two of your best chests with all possible spells and runes. I also want the expansion spells to be as good as possible..."
"I'm sorry to say that the ministry regulates the use of such runes and spells... so without permission I couldn't help..."
"If you do what I ask of you, in secrecy, of course, I will pay 5 times the value of the object and also offer 3 copied books about runes that I find in my family's library." Of course that didn't exist. I basically wrote a book about runes using Fate's knowledge. Once I realized that the runes from that universe worked here too, I kind of started recording as much as I could.
Of course... I just showed it to Mione. I didn't want to bring chaos into this world. Even though I don't truly care about him, I didn't want to be responsible for his downfall.
But the books I would give him were basic. Very basic. In fact my rune knowledge was better than anything they could produce here. But the materials they have access to would be a problem. So getting the chests well constructed with all the rarest and most expensive materials was my real goal as I would replace all the runes after taking them.
And that's how I got my and Mione's trunks.
Now... books, potion supplies, pet and wand.
I followed the script for these and just picked up hundreds of expensive books that the flourishes and blots shopkeeper assured me didn't exist at Hogwarts. So I bought two copies for me and my sister. In addition to the required books for the first year.
After that I went to Oliwander and got my wand. It was good enough. 9 inch, cherry and phoenix feather core. I inscribed hundreds of runes that clung to the wand before disappearing into it. I felt the pseudo-sentient spirit begin to awaken even more. The scream of a beautiful phoenix was heard and my magic connected to the wand for the second time that day this time much more smoothly.
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