RPAGF Chapter 124 Favor and Reward
Chapter 124 Favor and Reward
Learn magic, but you can't use magic on other ordinary people, you can't even reveal that you know magic, you can't use magic to make profits in normal society, and if you find out, you will be fined and thrown directly into Azkaban.
Of course, the Ministry of Magic does not have enough manpower to maintain such strict laws. In theory, as long as it can deal with the aftermath by itself, such as erasing the memories of all Muggle witnesses, so that what it does will not let any Muggles If anomalies are detected, then wizards can theoretically do whatever they want.
But Saville knew very well that he didn't have that kind of magic strength and courage, and he was already almost at the peak of his talent development. In the rest of his decades of life, his magic level would probably not make any progress.
And that's true of most wizards.
So in the end, the magic I learned just made life a little more convenient?
There were indeed potions that would increase physical fitness and protect him and his family from general ailments, but these potions were not given out for free by the Ministry of Magic, and large sums of Galleons were required to buy them.
Exchanging pounds for Galleons is a benefit for Muggle freshmen at Hogwarts, and those goblins are very thieves. The Ling Pavilion is exchanged for even one Nat.
The explanation given by the goblins is that after passing the standard wizarding exam, the student essentially has the ability to make a living by himself, not to mention that the five-year period is long enough.They could have exchanged enough Galleons for the future before the deadline expired.
This is really in line with the goblins' usual style of doing things, and they minimize the costs and obligations they need to bear.
Savile doesn't have the capital to cultivate his advanced skills in potions and runes, and no one will invest in him to start a business. He even has no way to join a wizard family. Of course, his self-esteem does not allow him to do so. Do.
So he can only do the most basic job in the magic society, and then receive a modest salary and live on a budget.
The good news is that no matter how poor a wizard is, he will not starve to death.
He is a poor man in Muggle society, and he is also poor in magical society. Learning magic cannot change his fate.
Saville was very unwilling in his heart.
"That... Hello, classmate."
Savile looked up, frowning at the sudden brown-haired girl. "Is there a problem?"
Hermione was a little embarrassed, but she wasn't stage-frightened either. "I'm Hermione Granger. We organized a Muggle student association to help each other. Would you like to join?"
She made the request straightforwardly.
Muggle countrymen?Savile was a little moved, but when she saw that Hermione and the beautiful girl next to her were only eleven or twelve years old, she realized that there was a high probability that there were students of this age in this fellowship.
And he is already in the sixth grade, not to mention that he has to deal with these lower grade students, the 12-year-old Muggle-born wizard has only been in contact with magic for a year or two, so it is impossible to provide him with any help. Helping each other must end up being him helping them, and it takes up a lot of his time.
Savile was not so enthusiastic and noble. He felt that he who was worrying about the future was not qualified to be noble, so he politely refused, "Sorry, I'm usually busy, so I won't participate."
Hermione's face froze, and the direct failure was not unexpected to her, and when she returned to her seat and looked at Melanie's half-smile eyes, her face was even more froze.
"You can't do this. You should learn more about him." Melanie said with a smile.
"Why don't you try?" Hermione's response also had a hint of gunpowder.
Melanie didn't answer.
After a few minutes, Savile actually took the initiative to find him. He seemed a little preoccupied, "Does your hometown association have anything to do with that Wizard Mutual Aid Foundation?"
Hermione was a little dazed, but Melanie suddenly asked, "A foundation with an eagle holding an olive branch as its symbol?"
"Exactly." Saville breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he suddenly remembered and came over to ask, otherwise he would have missed it.
On the Christmas of the previous year, his father suddenly received a large sum of money from the Wizards Mutual Aid Foundation. Last Christmas, he even received a gold galleon directly. That bag of gold coins really helped him solve a lot of problems. problem.
Savile was grateful, but the sponsor was very mysterious, and he didn't even give out his contact information, so he had no way of knowing the identity of the other party.
The foundation must have been recently established, otherwise it wouldn't have been funded in his fifth year, and now suddenly there was such a Muggle association that had never existed before, which made him wonder if there was a connection.
Sure enough, the girl in front of him could name the emblem of the foundation.
"Are you also self-help recipients?" Saville felt as if he had found the same kind, and his mood became excited.
Honest Hermione was about to deny it and ask what was going on with the Foundation when Melanie kicked her under the table, cutting her off.
Hermione looked over angrily, while Melanie looked normal, "Yes," she replied.
At the same time, he kicked Hermione again, which meant to tell her not to talk nonsense.
Miss Nutria's cheeks puffed up in anger.
"So, can you tell me what is the connection between this fellowship and the foundation?" Saville repeated the original question again.
"The meaning of the foundation is to hope that us little Muggle-born wizards can unite and take care of each other."
"I don't intend to offend, but your statement...I think some evidence is needed." Savile is not a fool, and he will not easily believe one-sided words.
Melanie moved closer and said a few numbers.
Savile looked surprised. This is the exact amount of funding he received twice.
"That foundation...was founded by your elders?" He looked at Melanie, his gaze changed.
"It's hard for me to say, but you can think so." Melanie looked very reserved.
"I understand." Saville no longer asked, and nodded slowly, "I will join your hometown association."
He was born in a poor family, so naturally he would not pretend to be noble and reject others' favors, and he understood that since he has received favors, he must repay them.
Even if joining this fellow countryman would do him no good, he must join.
"A wise choice, Saville." Melanie took out a bottle of dark red potion out of nowhere, "The foundation is very optimistic about you, so it will give you extra preferential treatment. This bottle of potion should be able to solve your current problems. Dilemma."