However, Leon's active brain and surging adrenaline would not allow him to go to sleep now. Therefore, Leon tried some more important exchanges.
"Check and exchange the number of chips I have on Earth back in my memories!”
"Unable to exchange. The rules of equivalent exchange only apply to this world.”
“!!!”
Leon thought that this request was a huge project, but the system actually gave him such an answer.
What about everything in the world being priced clearly? However, transmigration was not possible. It was indeed a lie to trade anything for enough. It seemed that this seemingly cool skill had a limit.
"Check the number of death chips exchanged for Voldemort.”
"Ten thousand chips."
“？？？”
Leon, who tried again, was dumbfounded when he heard this answer. The famous second-generation Dark Lord only needed ten thousand chips and fifty thousand gold coins to kill him? This was not scientific, but Leon immediately thought that the price might not include Horcruxes, so he changed the way he said it.
"Check the amount of chips needed to exchange for Voldemort's complete disappearance from this world.”
"700,000 chips."
Hearing this number, Leon felt that it was about the same price as Voldemort's life. However, Leon was not willing to spend 700,000 chips, which was 3.5 million gold coins, just to kill Voldemort.
If he had 3.5 million gold coins and used all of them to draw the gold card pool, he would be able to fly. Let alone Voldemort, Grindelwald in his youth could even hang a hammer. It was not worth it.
After a round of evaluation, Leon suddenly felt that this equivalent exchange was rather useless to him. He wanted money for everything that he could use, and the chips he needed could help him improve rapidly. There seemed to be many things that he could not use.
The only thing that was very helpful to Leon now was probably the additional skill of valuation and the emergence of the new currency of chips. It had expanded the channels for him to recharge his krypton card pool. In the past, the system only recognized Galleons. Now, even if there were some valuable things, they could be converted into chips and then exchanged for points. This had made his recharge methods more abundant.
However, it was uncomfortable to be treated like a leek, but the system was a monopolistic transaction, so Leon could only accept it.
Then, Leon glanced at the purple and blue card pools, then looked at his balance. 285. He couldn't draw ten purple cards, but he could draw the blue ones. He still had more than a hundred gold coins in his wallet, but it was just a drop in the bucket.
Thinking about how he would need to prepare at least 1890 gold coins every month to draw ten consecutive blue-and-purple card pools, and how he could not even guarantee this basic amount of kryptonite, Leon could not help but glance at the equivalent exchange on his character panel again. Sure, although it was Dark Gold, it was still a skill that he could not afford to spend now.
"Sigh, the rich have a night of debauchery and a young model club. The poor should just sleep obediently.”
Leon sighed in his heart. For some reason, he had the illusion of having to pay off his mortgage and car loan every month in his previous life. He lay on the bed with a sad face. If he was excited before, he had been pressed to the ground by reality now. He had become a calm sage.
The next day, the sun rose as usual, but Leon looked very lazy. After all, he had suffered a huge blow last night. Leon, who had temporarily lost his motivation, felt that he might be able to relax today and recover his spirit.
"Dong dong"
Unfortunately, Leon hasn't had time to fall asleep again, the door's open, Leon's open, the door '"Please come in."
"Why are you still sleeping? Come with me to Hogsmeade, the potions you need have arrived, we'll go and count them.”It was Snape who had appeared at the door of his dormitory.
Seeing that Leon was still lying on the bed at this time, Snape couldn't help but put on a stern face, and his tone was not right.
"Oh." Leon quickly got up from the bed."Professor, are you in a hurry? If not, I'll wash up and have breakfast together."”
"Sure, I'll talk to Professor Sprout and ask for leave for you.”Snape nodded and did not refuse, remembering that Leon seemed to have a Herbalism lesson in the morning.
After a quick shower, he and Snape went to the Great Hall. To Leon's surprise, Snape didn't go to the staff table. Instead, he sat at the Slytherin table, while Leon was dragged aside and forced to sit down.
Not only the Slytherin wizards, but the wizards from other academies were also shocked by this scene, especially when the main character was Snape. The wizards did not even dare to breathe loudly, and the entire hall instantly fell silent.
Leon was speechless when he saw the cowardly looks on the young wizards 'faces. Weren't the tables where the professors usually sat in the auditorium? Why did they all cower when they sat at the student table? Could it be that the staff table and the student table were two different dimensions?
"Eat quickly, we can't stay too long in Hogwarts, it'll be troublesome if the Ministry finds out.”Snape urged Leon.
"What's that got to do with the Ministry, eh? Professor, you didn't take this from a smuggler, did you?”Leon was a little confused, but then he thought of something and looked at Snape in surprise.
"Otherwise, where else could you get these things so quickly? Furthermore, they're cheap, and the quality is guaranteed. I'm doing this for your sake. After all, with your pitiful funds, you really can't afford the cost of a proper Magic Medicine Garden.”Snape replied matter-of-factly.
"Tsk tsk tsk, Professor, after this transaction, please ask the smuggler to leave me his contact information.”Leon glanced at Snape. Sure enough, the head of Snake Yard was still the head. He had brought out Slytherin's unscrupulous nature to the fullest. Leon thought that the professor was a hypocrite, but he did not even bother to pretend.
"What do you want now?" Snape looked at Leon with disgust. He really couldn't stand the strange ideas of this little guy. Leon wanted to know this smuggler. God knew what he was up to.
"I just want to have more friends and more paths.”Leon replied with a smile. As for the specific reason, it was because he wanted to know the address of the smuggler. If he wanted to cheat him in the potion trade, then it would be easier for Leon to visit him in the future after knowing the address, right?
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of his friends didn't have a clear concept of the gold standard of Galleons. They thought that Leon was poor, but he wasn't. The Burrow's annual expenses for raising a family of children were only about 300 Galleons, and that included the money for the children to go to school and buy textbooks and materials. Pure-blooded families might be a little more extravagant, but it was only five or six hundred a year. The salary of a Ministry of Magic Auror was around fifty gold coins a month. After all, it was a high-risk profession. The salary of an ordinary professor was also around the same. The salary of a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was slightly higher because it was a consumable. It could barely reach three digits, but this was a life in exchange for money. As for Dumbledore's salary of ten gold coins a week, that was because Dumbledore was a rich man. Most of the basic employees of the newspaper office only earned about this much a month. So, now you know how much Leon spent every month.
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