bioinnovel Chapter 23 What a good child! Eating eight meals a day?!
Chapter 23 What a good child! Eating eight meals a day?!
Chapter 23 What a good child! Eating eight meals a day?!
Ollivander was stunned when he heard Charles's words.
"???"
"No, you bought a wand from me, how come I owe you eight hundred Galleons?"
Charles laughed.
"Have you forgotten? I reminded you before that I wanted a wand with enough strength to support it."
"You confidently told me that they wouldn't break, and that you would compensate me with ten wands for every one that broke. Only then did I feel at ease and started testing the wands, but in the end, twenty of them broke in a row."
"I once thought I wouldn't have a wand anymore, that I wouldn't be able to get into Hogwarts, and that I would have to say goodbye to my wizarding career. Do you know how much that hurt me as a young wizard?"
"According to your previous promise of a tenfold compensation for each broken wand, you should compensate me for the price of two hundred wands. Although the broken wands didn't contain such an extreme combination as holly wood and phoenix feathers, the price shouldn't be too high, but the average price should still be around five Galleons, which translates to one thousand Galleons."
"After deducting 200 Galleons for the Mithril Wand, you still owe me 800. Am I right?"
Ollivander's expression shifted rapidly, becoming incredibly fascinating.
"This, this..."
"It was a soft, low voice," Charles said.
"Mr. Ollivander, of course you can choose not to pay, but I imagine you wouldn't want anyone to know that you've broken twenty wands here, would you?"
"Tsk tsk, one of the three major wand makers in Europe..."
"Tsk tsk, on par with Grigorovich..."
"Tsk tsk, they've been making exquisite wands since 382 BC..."
"Tsk tsk..."
Ollivander's face turned pale and then flushed.
"Stop clicking your tongue, stop clicking your tongue, just transfer the money, Gringotts transfer it, okay?"
"But you absolutely mustn't tell anyone about what happened today!"
Seeing Ollivander being completely at Ciel's mercy, Professor McGonagall was stunned, her hand, which was about to reach into her purse to pay Ciel, froze.
After a moment, she realized what was happening, looked at Charles and coughed forcefully, and wondered what to say.
At this moment, Charles chuckled.
"Just kidding, just kidding."
"Why would I ask Mr. Ollivander for eight hundred Galleons?"
"Not to mention using the Ollivander family's reputation to blackmail me. I, Charles, am a conscientious and moral little wizard. How could I do such a thing?"
Upon hearing this, Ollivander felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and managed a smile.
"Actually, I was just kidding, hahaha, how could there be a wand that costs 200 Galleons?"
"Am I, Ollivander, that kind of unscrupulous businessman?"
"This mithril wand is for you, Charles, my friend, as a testament to our friendship."
After a knowing laugh, Ciel put the mithril wand back into its box.
Ollivander breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to get rid of Charles, this plague, when Charles suddenly remembered something and asked Ollivander.
"By the way, Mr. Ollivander, could I have those wands that broke earlier? You can get reimbursed from the Ministry of Magic for the full price."
Ollivander was truly stunned this time.
"A broken wand? What do you need that for?"
Charles's face showed a look of mourning.
"I'm thinking about what you said, Mr. Ollivander. Wands have a life of their own, but so many wands have been broken because of me this time, and it really breaks my heart."
"Just thinking about how they've been destroyed because of me makes my tears well up in my eyes, no, they're about to spill over."
"I have always believed that every life deserves respect."
"Please let me take them away, as a way of making amends to them and giving them a proper place to go."
Upon hearing Charles's words, Ollivander stood frozen for a moment, a look of emotion appearing on his face.
In all the years he's made wands, the wizards he's met have mostly used wands as tools.
Even though he tirelessly repeated to the wizards that there was a mysterious connection between the wand and the wizard, most wizards still scoffed at the idea.
Adult wizards are like this, not to mention the ecstatic young wizards who have just received their wands. All they can think about is waving their wands and watching sparks and fireworks burst forth.
There is truly no one like Ciel who respects wands as much as Ciel does.
Professor McGonagall, who was standing nearby, wiped her eyes.
In her opinion, although Charles had some minor flaws, his actions alone clearly demonstrated his inherent kindness and respect for life.
Dumbledore's worries seem to be unfounded. How could such a kind child do bad things in the future?
"What a wonderful child, so kind!"
Ollivander sighed, then put away the broken wands that were no longer reusable for Charles.
Carrying the rather heavy bag of broken wands, Ciel's heart swelled with anticipation.
Although these wands are broken, the materials of the wand shaft and core are still intact.
Phoenix feathers, unicorn mane, dragon's heartstrings...
Regardless of the material, they all come from extremely high-ranking magical creatures and contain extraordinary magical power.
If I eat these wands, I should get a huge amount of deduction points.
There are more than enough points needed for the second deduction of Apparition!
Next, Ciel followed Professor McGonagall from Ollivander's wand shop, and went to Madam Malkin's robe shop, Flourish and Blotts bookstore, and a general store where they could buy cauldrons and various odds and ends.
Only then did Professor McGonagall breathe a sigh of relief.
Her guidance of Charles was now complete.
Professor McGonagall asked, looking at Shire carrying large and small bags.
"Ciel, do you have a place to stay?"
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
Ciel stated that he owns his own apartment in the Muggle world.
That's absolutely true; this apartment was a reward from the Muggle school he previously attended.
After all, before the rise of the Charles, this school was just an unknown elementary school for ordinary people.
But after the Charles de Gaulle emerged, its name appeared countless times in the news throughout Britain.
Therefore, the school management committee decided to purchase the apartment as a token of gratitude and financial assistance to Charles.
Therefore, in this life, Ciel had already become a homeowner at a very young age.
"However, I still want to stay at the Leaky Cauldron for a few more days and continue to experience the magic of the wizarding world."
After learning about Shire's situation, Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief. She told Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, to contact her for help if needed before leaving to guide the Muggle students waiting to arrive.
After Professor McGonagall left, Charles smiled with a hint of relief and headed toward the Leaky Cauldron.
Don't be fooled by the rather run-down first floor of Leak Cauldron; the second-floor accommodations are said to be quite luxurious.
The original work described it as having been enchanted with a seamless expansion spell, making the space much more spacious than it appeared from the outside.
Of course, the price is also quite expensive.
To make it easier to earn deduction points, Ciel plans to stay at the Leaky Cauldron until the start of the semester.
He certainly wouldn't treat himself badly, but he didn't really intend to spend such a large sum of money.
After all, he didn't have many Galleons to begin with, and after buying a bunch of miscellaneous items, he really wasn't exactly flush with cash.
"Luckily, the kind-hearted Minister Fudge reached that agreement with me, otherwise how could I afford to stay in a superior room at the Leaky Cauldron?"
"Minister Fouché is such a good man."
With this thought in mind, Charles went to the bar counter of the Leaky Cauldron and greeted the owner, Tom.
"Boss, give me ten of your most luxurious set meals."
"The accounts are all recorded in the Ministry of Magic's books."
"From now on, prepare this amount of food for me every day and every meal."
Tom said something instinctively.
"The most luxurious set meal?"
"Our portions here are quite large; there aren't many little wizards who can finish a whole meal..."
The next moment, Tom realized that the number Charles mentioned didn't seem to match his understanding.
"Wait, ten portions?"
"You mean ten portions?!"
"Friend, are you kidding me?"
"I can say that," Charles said calmly.
"You think I'm so bored that I'd come all this way just to joke with you?"
"Or is it that Leaky Cauldron can't even supply ten set meals per day, and they can't make money from it?"
Tom shook his head decisively.
"How is that possible!"
"It's only ten deluxe meal sets, that's thirty sets a day. We can definitely supply that much..."
This time it was Charles's turn to shake his head.
"Thirty servings a day? How did you calculate that?"
Tom was stunned.
"Three meals a day, ten servings per meal, that's thirty servings, isn't it?"
"Oh, I see. You mean skipping breakfast? That would make things even easier."
Charles shook his head again and said quietly.
"Is it possible for me to eat eight meals a day, requiring eighty servings?"
"This amount will be maintained every day from today until the start of Hogwarts."
"However, I also need a spacious room that I can stay in comfortably..."
Tom shuddered, his voice cracking.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
"Please come to the luxurious room upstairs..."
"It was a gift!"
(End of this chapter)