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Chapter 234 - Chapter 132: You Really Deserve to Die, Harry_2

Don't say that.

After hearing what they said, Harry also felt it was indeed the case.

A hundred years ago, the Weasley family was not poor—especially after the fifth year, Gareth's pockets were gradually filling up. He often bought a bunch of snacks and invited him to enjoy together.

Sometimes, Harry even saw him take out a stack of Galleons from his pocket, playing with them in his hand...

How could such a Weasley family be lacking in money?

Harry recalled back when Gareth wouldn't even blink to buy a Galleon ice cream... Hmm, he surely had some vault in Gringotts, but hadn't had the chance to leave it to the Weasley family.

Should he ask Bodrick? He felt it was indeed necessary.

"I think there must be." Ron also nodded seriously: "Great-grandfather was once quite a famous wizard in the Magic World, how could he not have money?"

"Exactly."

Ginny said the same, but she suddenly hesitated.

"Hey, do you think maybe great-grandfather's vault was already found by Mom and Dad, but they didn't want to tell us?"

"Definitely not." This time it was Fred, always mischievous, who spoke, "If we had that money, we would have taken it out to spend long ago, why wait until today?"

"What happened?" Harry asked.

"It's Mom and Dad's usual way, never planning to save money." Percy shrugged, "Instead of bothering to save, live happily in the moment..."

Harry remembered this, planning to ask Bodrick in the evening.

Since today was Friday, everyone was a bit relaxed.

No one would study hard with their life on the line on a weekend.

Harry got out of bed just after seven, using the excuse of going out for a walk, he then came to the spot on the second floor where the Snake Monster appeared and waited for a while.

He planned to try his luck; running into it would be best, if not, it didn't matter.

After waiting for more than an hour without any movement from the Snake Monster, Harry had no choice but to head to the Room of Requirement.

He drank the Ageing Potion and dialed Bodrick's Two-Sided Mirror.

"Mr. Potter." Bodrick greeted most politely.

Harry nodded slightly, quite satisfied with Bodrick's politeness.

"Mr. Bodrick." Harry got straight to the point, "This time I want to consult you about a matter regarding an old friend of mine from a hundred years ago."

"Go on." Bodrick's expression turned serious; he couldn't quite grasp what this formidable figure meant.

Were wizards coming to settle accounts with fairies? But the attitude didn't seem like that.

Hence, Bodrick could only take caution in response, partly due to fearing Harry's magic and partly because he indeed was not in the right—for after all, the joint property of the couple disappeared due to their inappropriate safekeeping.

"I had a very good friend back then, named Gareth Weasley." Harry lightly tapped his finger on the table, "If I remember correctly, he had a vault in Gringotts—not the one the Weasley family is currently using."

Bodrick immediately said: "Alright, sir, I'll arrange for someone to check that right away, please bear with us for now."

With that, Bodrick put down the Two-Sided Mirror, turned around, and asked someone to contact Gringotts.

About half an hour later, the result came through from the other end of the Two-Sided Mirror.

"Mr. Potter." Bodrick looked elated.

"Seeing you so happy, it must be resolved?" Harry asked.

"Yes, yes, sir." Bodrick replied with a smile: "Can you guess what happened? Mr. Gareth Weasley did indeed leave some money, kept in Vault 709... I had someone count it, there are a total of twenty-four thousand two hundred and fourteen Golden Galleons, and inside, there's also a notebook."

"Notebook?" Harry asked in confusion.

"Yes, a notebook." Bodrick nodded, "It seems to record some things about Weasley, though we don't know exactly what's written—after all, you know Gringotts must fully respect the customer's privacy rights."

"Indeed." Harry nodded.

"But, Mr. Weasley's will states that this portion of the money..." Bodrick raised his head cautiously, "is left to you..."

"Left to me?!" Harry frowned, never expecting Gareth would leave the money to him.

"Yes, along with the notebook, there's also a letter from Gareth Weasley to you." Bodrick sighed, telling Harry: "As for the token of the vault, it is you yourself."

Harry was taken aback.

But after thinking for a moment, he still said: "In this case, modify Gareth's will, saying this money is the inheritance left by Gareth Weasley to the Weasley family..."

At this moment, Harry suddenly recalled Percy's words.

'Mom and Dad never had a plan to save money...'

"Like this, it should say in Gareth Weasley's will, they can withdraw two hundred Galleons from the vault each year, as a limit to improve their lifestyle." Harry said.

"Alright, I understand, Mr. Potter." Bodrick, whose emotional intelligence was high, knew not to ask unnecessary questions.

As a fairy, especially a smart one, he possessed professional qualities.

"As for the notebook and Gareth's letter," Harry told Bodrick, "you can send them to Malfoy Manor, let Lucius keep them for me for now, as it's somewhat inconvenient for me."

"Understood, sir." Bodrick quickly said: "You still need to find traces of the Snake Monster in Greece—however, I have a small request to discuss with you..."

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