Chapter 649 Money is no longer a number? The Order of the Phoenix Gathers (1/2)

Chapter 649 Money is no longer a number? The Order of the Phoenix Gathers

"Wortfalk!"

Aaron's eyes immediately widened, he felt as if he had been hit by a pie, and his whole body felt dizzy.

Isn't it just money? He has plenty.

This exchange mechanism is simply a great benefit. Money can be directly converted into strength. Then he can clean out his treasury today, even the accumulation of countless generations of the Gaius family...

Uh... I'm afraid I can only think about this. If he really dares to take action, Vico will let him learn what the majesty of a father is.

"Ahem! What is the specific exchange ratio?"

"Ten thousand to one."

"Zimbawi?"

"Host, go to sleep! There is everything in your dreams."

"Let's go to the Yen Head Office!"

"Host, you can't even pluck wool like this.

This system has said that it is the most circulated currency, which means that ten thousand US dollars can be exchanged for one delicious point. "

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was Galleons! It's more than twenty times cheaper than I thought.

System, exchange 90% of the gold in my vault for something delicious! "

"The host is very happy. There is no limit on the exchange of magic points, but the currency can be exchanged for up to one hundred delicious points per day.

In other words, it would take at least ten years for the host to spend all the gold in the vault in this way. "

Aaron's face suddenly darkened a bit, "System, you are a professional in pouring cold water on me."

“It’s better than exchanging magic points for it!

Moreover, there is no chance to increase the currency exchange limit. "

"Upgrade the system?" Aaron snorted coldly. He didn't even bother to guess this little trick.

"The host is wise, as long as the total consumption in the system mall reaches 50,000 magic points."

Aaron rolled his eyes. This number seemed not far away, but it might not be possible within three to five years.

It can only be said that this cake painting is too real, and he will probably spend a lot of money in the mall in the future.

"Then let's exchange for one hundred delicious points first!"

Aaron opened a space magic circle and clearly felt tens of thousands of Galleons disappear.

At the same time, there is also a line of text on the auxiliary product column: 100 delicious points.

"Five delicacies, buy them all."

"Okay, host."

The five delicacies of rice bowl, salmon roe grapes, marshmallow clouds, croissants, and corn soup all arrived in the system space, and Aaron placed them neatly on the table.

Abe, who was putting a large amount of food into his pocket, suddenly smelled something and quickly rushed to Aaron, looking eagerly at the food on the table.

This is it, the scent that makes the DNA of the food-hungry dragon tremble.

Aaron looked at it with a half-smile, "Want to eat?"

Abe nodded so hard that he almost splashed the ham into the bowl.

"Then just be more restrained when you stock up on goods from now on." Aaron rubbed its head, gave half of the five delicacies to it, and then started eating on its own.

As soon as he entered his mouth, Aaron was attracted by the smell.

Frankly speaking, these delicacies are not as delicious as the ones he made. After all, they are made of low-grade ingredients.

But maybe because he had just been injected with gourmet cells, his body was in urgent need of energy, and the energy contained in these ingredients was several times higher than ordinary food.

The delicious food stimulated the cells in his body, and Aaron could vaguely feel his body's strength increasing slightly.

"not bad."

"It's delicious, it's really delicious." Abe hugged his belly, his harmless face full of aftertaste, "It's just a little too little.

Master, are there any more? "

Aaron raised his eyebrows, and then focused on the auxiliary product column.

The five ingredients he just bought disappeared, but there was a food illustration next to the auxiliary product column, and the five ingredients were shining brightly in the illustration.

"System, what is this food illustration?"

“In order to cater to the host’s taste, the purchased delicacies will be recorded in the illustrated book.

As long as there are enough delicious points, the host can keep buying the same ingredient. "

Hearing this, Aaron couldn't help but laugh, "Good guy, you have gone to great lengths to make me consume."

"Uh... the host really misunderstood. This is the basic function of the auxiliary product column, which is to enhance the physical strength of the host."

"Whether it is a basic function or not, I am very satisfied with this illustrated book, very satisfied."

"Then please host and enjoy the delicious food!"

Aaron shrugged, refreshed and purchased to spend all the delicious points, unlocking more than 20 kinds of delicious food.

The whole afternoon, one person and one dragon were showing off their food crazily.

If it weren't for the dormitory's magic that isolates smells, the entire Slytherin common room would probably be boiling.

Aaron retains some sense. Low-grade ingredients cannot stimulate the body to become stronger, and can only be accumulated through quantity.

High-end ingredients that may stimulate the body to become stronger will never be cheap. He can be a little more indulgent on the first day, but after that, he has to accumulate delicious points as much as possible to prepare for purchasing high-end ingredients.

...

Late April.

Percy and Cedric completed their respective tasks, and Lupin, Tonks, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and others came to the Hall of Gods through the portkey.

After more than half a year, the Order of the Phoenix gathered together again.

"It's a boy." Lupine excitedly faced everyone in the banquet hall. "We named him Ted, after Dora's father."

"Okay, okay, I know you are happy." Sirius patted his shoulder, "Congratulations on becoming a father. You must take good care of my grandnephew."

"As you can tell, that's my son." Lupine poured a glass of wine for everyone, "For Ted Remus Lupin, a great wizard who is growing up."

Everyone raised their glasses together to express congratulations.

"Who does the child look like?" Hermione asked curiously.

"I feel like Dora. She doesn't have much hair. It looked black when she was born, but turned yellow in less than an hour. It's the same as Dora." Lu Ping had a happy expression on his face, and then He walked up to Harry solemnly and said, "Harry, Dora and I have discussed this.

The child needs a godfather, are you willing? "

"Me?" Harry stammered, "Can I?"

He himself has hardly experienced any father's love, and he will inevitably lack confidence when he suddenly has to be the father of a newborn baby.

"Of course you can, Harry." Nymphadora said, "The famous Harry Potter is the godfather of my child, which can be considered an honor."

"Okay!" Harry was overwhelmed with surprise, "I, I do, it's my honor."

"cheers."

The banquet ended with laughter and everyone went back to their rooms to rest, with a tacit understanding not to mention anything related to the Dark Lord.

After all, it is rare to get together, and coupled with the joy of the birth of a new baby, a night of relaxation is also deserved.

...

The next day, the principal's office.

Aaron and Abe pushed open the oak door, and the principal and dean inside all looked at him.

"Good morning, professors."

"Mr. Gaius, good morning." Professor McGonagall said with some restraint, "Severus had a confidential talk with us some time ago, but..."

"I know what you're worried about, Professor McGonagall.

After all, what he told you is indeed shocking, but I have a way to prove it. "

"Professor Snape has already proved it." Slughorn pointed to the portrait of Dumbledore on the wall and said: "There is no more powerful evidence than it."

"Then things will be easy." Aaron conjured a chair and sat on it, minding his own business, "I need you guys to come to my dormitory after curfew tonight.

Everyone who is supposed to be here is here, and it’s time to tell everyone something.

The prophecy, the Horcruxes, Dumbledore's plan, my plan, and the general plan of the battle. "

"Is Hogwarts really going to become a battlefield?" Professor Sprout asked unbearably.

"This is to reduce unnecessary sacrifices." Aaron said seriously, "This is also the greatest significance of the existence of Hogwarts school itself."

"Mr. Gaius, can you really ensure that the students leave safely?" Professor McGonagall asked with some worry, "School will be on vacation in two months. Would it be safer for us to start fighting at that time? ?”

"Professor, it's not that I haven't thought about what you said.

But the students are in school. Even if Voldemort comes, he will not attack immediately. This will buy us a certain amount of time to react.

And according to my plan, a large-scale evacuation of students is necessary. "

"But this..."

"Professor, please believe me, I am absolutely sure."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and asked no more questions.

"What about the Carrow brothers?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"Controlled by the Imperius Curse, leave them alone for a few days!

It would be safer to take action after the decisive battle begins. "

"Understood. I cast the spell myself. I've tolerated those two bastards long enough."

"Then it's settled, but some confidentiality work needs to be done before that."

Aaron waved his magic wand, and the four contracts fell firmly into the hands of the four deans.

The four of them looked at each other and signed their names.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I'll be waiting for you in the dormitory tonight."

...

After leaving the principal's office, Aaron found Draco in the auditorium and Crabbe and Goyle who were showing off their food beside him.

"They're all here! It seems I'm lucky."

Seeing Aaron walking over, Draco's eyes moved slightly, and then he suddenly stopped speaking.

After all, this is an auditorium. There are many people and it is not suitable for talking.

"What do you want from me?" Draco asked calmly.

"Take you to a place." Aaron pointed out, "Not just you, but also the two of them."

Shelter.

The word suddenly appeared in Draco's mind, and he almost cried with excitement.

During this period, he lived on tenterhooks every day, fearing that if the Carlo brothers and sisters would stand in front of him and say something like: 'Draco, the Dark Lord wants to see you,' then he would be dead.

Now he finally saw the light. As long as he hid in the shelter, his safety would be guaranteed.

"When?" Draco asked cautiously.

"Now."

"Okay, let's go now."

"Wait a minute, boss," Crabbe said, "I haven't finished eating yet!"

"Eat whatever you want, follow me quickly." Draco cursed angrily, then stood up and followed Aaron's footsteps closely, for fear that he would be lost.

Crabbe and Goyle exchanged glances and followed him honestly.

After passing through a damp stone wall in the basement, the group returned to the Slytherin common room, and were then taken to their dormitory by Aaron.

"Why did you bring us here?" Gore asked in confusion.

"Wait a moment." Aaron locked the door and opened the barrier in the room.

"What is this for?" Crabbe and Goyle were inexplicably panicked, but seeing Draco's relieved look, they felt a little relieved.

Aaron threw out three contracts and said with a smile: "Take a look at them all. If there are no problems, just sign them!"

"No problem." Draco wrote his name without saying a word, so crisply that Aaron secretly smacked his lips.

"Boss, don't you even take a look?" Crabbe asked.

"Shut up and you two sign it quickly."

Draco was furious at Crabbe and Goyle's hesitation.

This was an opportunity to clear his name and save his life. He had fought hard for these two guys.

"It doesn't matter, let them take a look first!" Aaron said nonchalantly, "Their work is different from yours, so they need to be more rigorous."

Crabbe and Goyle picked up the contract and read it carefully.

After a while, the faces of the two gradually became ugly, and their eyes seemed to be burning.

"Are you kidding?" Crabbe asked.

"I never joke about contracts."

"Even if it's absolutely confidential, I still have to obey your orders before the end of the Wizarding War." Gower said with an angry look on his face, "Where did the Wizarding War come from?"

"If nothing else happens, just these few days!" Aaron said thoughtfully, "To be honest, if it weren't for Draco's request, I wouldn't have planned to remind you.

After all, you two are very likely to be on the opposite side of me in this war. "

"What do you mean?" Gore asked nervously.

"You're still asking." Draco kicked him, "If you believe me, sign it quickly. I won't hurt you!"

"But, boss..."

"Sign or not?" Draco said with a straight face, "The Dark Lord is going to be finished. This contract is an opportunity for our three families to clear their names. Do you know how rare it is?

If you hadn't followed me since childhood, I wouldn't bother to care about you! "

Crabbe and Goyle's expressions changed greatly, and they were shocked and speechless.

Draco would never lie to them, but it sounded too weird.

The Dark Lord has ruled the magical world for quite some time, and his power has been firmly established. Those who resist are either caught or killed, or they hide like rats in the sewer. It doesn't look like they are going to die.

"Crabbe, Goyle." Draco shouted wordlessly, pulling them back from their daze, "Don't be stunned, sign it quickly."

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't sign." Aaron said nonchalantly, "It's just that you two know a little too much. In order to prevent you from leaking the news, I may take some measures..."

"Wait, let's sign."

The two of them immediately chose to follow their hearts and wrote their names on the contract tremblingly.

"That's right." Aaron nodded with satisfaction, "Those who know the current situation are heroes! After all, we are Slytherins in the same class. Your performance did not disappoint me."

Crabbe and Goyle had smiles uglier than tears on their faces. Regardless of whether they wanted to or not, they had boarded the pirate ship after all.