Professor McGonagall brought Charlie back to the Orphanage, explained the situation to Grandma White, and demonstrated some amazing magic.
Only then did Grandma White dispel her doubts and stop treating Professor McGonagall like a child trafficker in a nightgown.
Before leaving, Grandma White tried to press one hundred pounds onto Charlie, but Charlie refused and instead left five hundred pounds on Grandma White's table.
Five hundred pounds wasn't much, but it could at least make the Orphanage's finances a little easier this month.
Ever since he transmigrated, Charlie had been living in the Orphanage. Grandma White treated him like her own grandson, and his desire to earn money was precisely so he could help Grandma White.
Seeing this scene, Professor McGonagall's eyes softened further.
Oh, Gryffindor, he truly is a good child.
After leaving the Orphanage, Professor McGonagall led Charlie into a dilapidated bar.
"This is the Leaky Cauldron, the entrance to Diagon Alley."
In the back courtyard of the bar, Professor McGonagall tapped the brick wall with her wand, and a passage opened in the wall.
Charlie followed her inside, and the sight before him left him completely stunned.
Cobblestone streets, ancient-looking shops, Owls flying in the sky, and pedestrians wearing Wizard robes.
"Welcome to Diagon Alley," Professor McGonagall said with a smile.
Charlie widened his eyes.
Just then, a sharp, high-pitched voice suddenly sounded in his mind.
[Detecting that Your Majesty has successfully made contact with the Wizarding World. foolish monarch System activating...]
[Your Majesty: Charlie White]
[Age: 11 years old]
[magic Talent Rating: (Max Level 10)]
[Transfiguration: 6]
[Charms: 8]
[Potions: 6]
[Defense Against the Dark Arts: 7]
[Herbology: 4]
[Astronomy: 4]
[Spells Mastered: 0]
[tyrant points: 0]
Charlie was nearly startled by the sudden appearance of the system interface.
What the heck is a foolish monarch System? The Qing Dynasty fell ages ago, are you alright?
Where am I supposed to go be a foolish monarch?
However, now was not the time to study the system, as Professor McGonagall was already urging him to follow her.
"We'll go to Gringotts first to exchange some Galleons."
Professor McGonagall pointed to a tall, white building at the end of the street.
"That is the Wizard bank."
Entering Gringotts, the surroundings were filled with small creatures that had long noses and pointed ears.
"Those are Goblins," Professor McGonagall explained in a low voice.
"Gringotts is run by Goblins; they are natural financial experts."
"Tsk, tsk, they really are Goblins."
Charlie couldn't help but take a few extra glances.
They look just like Goblins. I wonder if the Wizarding World has a princess.
The interior of the Gringotts Hall was quite luxurious.
The marble floor was polished to a mirror shine, and massive crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling.
There were many windows in the hall, and a Goblin sat behind each one.
Some were counting money, some were recording transactions, and some were examining gems with magnifying glasses.
But strangely, none of the Goblins paid them any attention voluntarily.
Professor McGonagall led Charlie to a window.
The Goblin behind the window didn't even lift his head, continuing to focus on his calculations.
"Ahem." Professor McGonagall cleared her throat lightly.
Only then did the Goblin reluctantly raise his head, his expression highly impatient.
"Exchanging Galleons?" The Goblin's voice was sharp and grating. "How much money?"
"This child needs to exchange some Galleons," Professor McGonagall said.
"And he needs to open an account."
The Goblin glanced at Charlie, his eyes filled with disdain.
Another Little Wizard from a Muggle background.
People like this usually only exchange one or two hundred pounds and open the most basic account.
He couldn't be bothered with such small business.
What did it matter if Professor McGonagall brought him? Even if Dumbledore were here today, if he didn't pay, the Goblin wouldn't bother with him.
"Exchanging Galleons requires a fee," the Goblin said coldly.
"Opening an account also requires a fee."
Charlie noticed the Goblin's attitude and felt a little displeased.
"The currency of the magic world is divided into Galleons, Silver Sickles, and Bronze Knuts," Professor McGonagall explained to Charlie.
"One Galleon equals seventeen Silver Sickles, and one Silver Sickle equals twenty-nine Bronze Knuts. Based on the current exchange rate, one Galleon is roughly equal to five pounds."
Charlie nodded, then pulled a thick envelope from his robes.
"Bang!"
He slammed the envelope heavily onto the counter.
"Exchange 1,500 pounds for Galleons for me."
The banknotes spilled out of the envelope and covered the table, all of them large denomination pounds.
The Goblin put down the abacus in his hand, grabbed the pounds with lightning speed, and began counting the notes.
"It truly is 1,500 pounds," the Goblin said, sounding surprised.
The Goblins at the surrounding windows cast envious glances.
1,500 pounds could be exchanged for three hundred Galleons.
Big deals like this were rare. A client who could exchange so many Galleons at once would surely lead to long-term cooperation later on.
The Goblin's expression immediately changed, shifting from cold indifference to enthusiastic warmth.
"Esteemed sir, welcome to Gringotts!" He rubbed his hands together, smiling obsequiously.
"I am Laghook, and it is my pleasure to serve you!"
"Allow me to introduce you to Gringotts' various services. We not only provide currency exchange services but also offer a variety of financial products such as savings, investment, and vault rentals."
"For honored guests such as yourself, we also have specialized VIP services, with fees three percentage points lower than standard accounts!"
"Would you be interested in applying for our Diamond Membership Card? Cardholders receive a ten percent discount on all services at Gringotts!"
Charlie watched the Goblin's sudden shift from arrogance to flattery, crossing his arms over his chest.
"I still prefer your defiant look from a moment ago."
"Please revert to that."
Laghook's smile froze on his face.
Th-what does that mean?
Professor McGonagall was struggling hard to hold back her laughter nearby.
"Just open an account," Charlie cleared his throat.
"Convert everything into Galleons. Deposit two hundred Galleons, and I'll take the rest with me."
"Yes, yes!" Laghook nodded hurriedly. "I will process that for you immediately!"
Soon, Charlie received a heavy money bag containing one hundred Galleons.
The Galleons were heavier than expected. Every coin was glittering gold and engraved with complex patterns.
"The items required for the first year will cost around a few dozen Galleons," Professor McGonagall said.
"This money will be enough for you for a long time."
Charlie weighed the money bag in his hand, feeling pleased.
"Let's go, we need to buy a wand," Professor McGonagall said.
"A wand is the most important tool for a Wizard."
Charlie nodded and followed Professor McGonagall out of Gringotts.
The two arrived at Ollivander's wand shop, where the sign read: 'Ollivanders: Makers of Fine wands Since 382 B.C.'
Pushing open the heavy wooden door, the brass bell above it chimed clearly.
"You will achieve great things, Mr. Potter."