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

"Watfuck!"

Aaron's eyes widened immediately, and he felt like he was hit by a pie, and he felt dizzy.

Isn't it just money? He has plenty of it.

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

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

"Ahem! What is the specific exchange rate?"

"10,000 to 1."

"Zimbabwe?"

"Host, go to bed! Dreams are full of everything."

"Japanese yen is fine, right?"

"Host, you can't get the wool like this.

This system says that it is the most circulated currency, which means that 10,000 US dollars can be exchanged for one delicious point."

Aaron breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought it was Galleon! It's more than 20 times cheaper than I thought.

System, change 90% of the gold in my vault into delicious points!"

"Host, you are too early to be happy. There is no limit to the exchange of magic points, but the currency can be exchanged for a maximum of 100 delicious points per day.

In other words, it will 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 little, "System, you are a professional at pouring cold water on others."

"It's better than exchanging with magic points!

Besides, it's not impossible to increase the exchange limit of currency."

"Upgrade the system?" Aaron snorted coldly, he was too lazy to guess this little trick.

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

Aaron rolled his eyes. This number seems not far away, but it may not be achieved in three to five years.

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

"Then let's exchange it for 100 delicious points first!"

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

At the same time, a line of words appeared on the auxiliary product column: Delicious Points 100.

"Five delicacies, buy them all."

"Okay, host."

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

Abe, who was putting a lot of food into his pocket, suddenly smelled something and quickly jumped in front of Aaron, looking at the delicacies on the table eagerly.

This is the fragrance that makes the DNA of the foodie dragon tremble.

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

Abei nodded repeatedly, almost drooling into the bowl.

"Then be more restrained when you stock up next time." Aaron rubbed its head, gave it half of the five delicacies, and then ate by himself.

As soon as he took a bite, Aaron was attracted by the taste.

To be honest, these delicacies were not as delicious as his, after all, they were low-grade ingredients.

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

The food stimulated the cells in his body, and Aaron vaguely felt that his physical strength had increased a little.

"Not bad."

"Delicious, really delicious." Abei held his stomach, his harmless face full of aftertaste, "It's just too little.

Master, is 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 commodity column, and the five ingredients were shining in the illustration.

"System, what is this food illustration?"

"In order to cater to the host's taste, the purchased food will be recorded in the illustration.

As long as the delicious points are enough, the host can continue to buy the same ingredient."

Hearing this, Aaron couldn't help laughing, "Good guy, you are also painstaking to make me spend."

"Uh... The host really misunderstood, this is the basic function of the auxiliary commodity column, in order to enhance the host's physical strength."

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

"Then please enjoy the delicious food to your heart's content!"

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

For the whole afternoon, one person and one dragon were crazy about eating.

If it weren't for the magic of isolating smells in the dormitory, the entire Slytherin common room would probably be boiling.

Aaron retained his rationality. Low-grade ingredients could not stimulate the body to become stronger, and could only be accumulated through quantity.

The high-quality ingredients that might stimulate the body to become stronger would definitely not be cheap. He could be a little more unrestrained on the first day, but after that he had to accumulate delicious points as much as possible to prepare for the purchase of high-quality ingredients.

......

Late April.

Percy and Cedric completed their respective tasks. Lupin, Tonks, the Weasleys and others came to the Temple of the Gods through the portkey.

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

"It's a boy." Lupin excitedly faced everyone in the banquet hall, "We named him Ted, using the name of Dora's father."

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

"You don't have to say it, that's my son." Lupin poured a glass of wine for everyone, "For Ted Remus Lupin, a great wizard who is growing up."

Everyone raised their glasses to congratulate.

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

"I think it's like Dora. There's not much hair. It looked black when it was born, but it turned yellow in less than an hour, just like Dora." Lupin had a happy expression on his face, and then walked up to Harry solemnly, "Harry, Dora and I have discussed it.

The child needs a godfather, are you willing?"

"Me?" Harry stuttered, "Can I?"

He himself had hardly experienced any fatherly love, and suddenly he had to be a father to a newborn baby, so he was inevitably lacking in confidence.

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

"Okay!" Harry was surprised and at a loss, "I, I do, it's my honor."

"Cheers."

The banquet ended with laughter and joy, and everyone returned to their respective rooms to rest one after another, tacitly not mentioning anything related to the Dark Lord.

After all, it was rare to get together, and with the joy of the birth of a newborn, it was appropriate to relax for a night.

......

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 a little restrainedly, "Some time ago, Severus had a secret talk with us, but..."

"I know what you are worried about, Professor McGonagall.

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

"Professor Snape has proved it." Slughorn pointed to the portrait of Dumbledore on the wall and said embarrassedly, "There is no stronger evidence than it."

"Then things are simple." Aaron conjured up a chair and sat on it by himself, "I need a few of you to come to my dormitory after curfew tonight.

Everyone who should come has come, and some things should be told to everyone.

Prophecy, Horcrux, Dumbledore's plan, my plan, and the general plan of the battle."

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

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

"Mr. Gaius, can you really ensure that the students leave safely?" Professor McGonagall asked with some concern, "The school will be on vacation in two months. Wouldn't it be safer for us to start fighting at that time?"

"Professor, I have thought about what you said.

But the students are in school, and Voldemort will not attack immediately even if he comes, which will give us some reaction time.

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 stopped asking.

"What about the Carrows?" Professor Flitwick asked.

"Control them with the Imperius Curse, and keep them for a few days!

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

"I see, I will cast the curse myself, and I have tolerated those two bastards for long enough."

"That's it, but before that, we need to keep it secret."

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

The four looked at each other and signed their names.

"Thank you for your cooperation. I will wait for you in the dormitory tonight."

......

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

"They are all here! It seems that I am lucky."

Seeing Aaron coming over, Draco's eyes moved slightly, and the words suddenly stopped at his lips.

After all, this is the auditorium, with many people and eyes, and it is not suitable for talking.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Draco asked calmly.

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

Shelter.

The word immediately popped up in Draco's mind, and he almost cried with excitement.

He had been living in fear every day during this period, fearing that the Carrows would stand in front of him and say something like, 'Draco, the Dark Lord wants to see you', and 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."

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

"What are you eating, hurry up and follow me." Draco cursed angrily, and then got up and followed Aaron's footsteps closely, fearing that he would lose him.

Crabbe and Goyle exchanged glances and followed him honestly.

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

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

"Wait a minute." 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 were also slightly relieved.

Aaron threw out three contracts and said with a smile: "Take a look at them all, and sign them if there is no problem!"

"No problem." Draco wrote down his name without saying a word, and Aaron was so quick and neat that he secretly smacked his lips.

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

"Shut up, you two should sign quickly too."

Crabbe and Goyle's hesitation made Draco angry.

This was a chance to whitewash and save his life, and he had finally won it for these two guys.

"It doesn't matter, let them take a look first!" Aaron said indifferently, "Their copy is different from yours, and it's more rigorous."

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

After a while, their faces gradually became ugly, and their eyes seemed to be smoldering.

"Are you kidding?" Crabbe asked.

"I never joke about contracts."

"It's okay to keep it absolutely confidential, but I have to obey your orders before the end of the wizard war." Goyle looked indignant, "Where is the wizard war?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it will be these few days!" Aaron said thoughtfully, "To be honest, if it wasn't for Draco's request, I didn't plan to remind you.

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

"What do you mean?" Goyle asked nervously.

"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 a chance 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 faces changed drastically, and they were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Draco would never lie to them, but this sounded too incredible.

The Dark Lord has ruled the wizarding world for quite some time, and his power has been consolidated. The rebels were either caught or killed, or hid like rats in the sewer. It doesn't look like he is going to be finished.

"Crabbe, Goyle." Draco called out speechlessly, pulling them back from their trance, "Don't stand there, sign quickly."

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

"Wait, let's sign."

The two immediately chose to follow their hearts and wrote their names on the contract with trembling hands.

"That's right." Aaron nodded with satisfaction, "A man who knows the times is a hero! After all, we are Slytherins of the same class, and your performance did not disappoint me."

Crabbe and Goyle had smiles on their faces that were uglier than crying. Whether they were willing or not, they were on this pirate ship after all.