Hogwarts: I Am an Exemplary Wizard-Chapter 529 - 527: What Hufflepuff Told Me

After finding the Golden Cup, Kael suppressed his excitement and, without showing any emotion, turned his head to the Goblin behind him, speaking in a calm tone.

"This, Mr. Griphook, right? Could you please help take that Golden Cup down?"

Griphook didn’t move. He said in a sharp voice, "Sir, only Mr. Black has the right to remove items from this Vault."

"Are you sure that’s what Bellatrix wanted?" Sirius reminded, "Make sure you don’t take the wrong thing, we can’t come back a second time."

"Yes, it’s the one," Kael said, "An item not very valuable, but with sentimental value to Ms. Bella."

"Did you hear that?" Sirius looked at the Goblin Griphook, "Hurry up and bring it down, then let’s get out, this place is really uncomfortable."

"As you wish, Mr. Black." Griphook bowed slightly.

He snapped his fingers, and the Golden Cup that was originally on the high stone altar floated steadily in front of Sirius.

Sirius grabbed the Golden Cup and handed it to Kael.

Then the two of them retreated to the open area outside and watched Griphook close the Vault door again.

"I need to remind you again, Mr. Black."

After confirming that the Vault door was completely closed, Griphook turned and said, "You won’t be able to take anything from this Vault again."

"You don’t need to tell me, I know," Sirius muttered. "If I could, I’d never want to come to this place."

"That’s good," Griphook said.

Perhaps it was because they only took an inconspicuous Golden Cup, he looked quite happy now.

Then the three of them got back on the cart and raced through the tunnel.

Before Sirius could throw up, they finally stood on the sunny street outside Gringotts.

"I don’t understand why you only took such a worthless trinket."

Sirius looked back, and after ensuring no Goblins were following them, he couldn’t help but ask, "There are quite a few truly valuable things in that Vault, like that Diadem, a work of a medieval Master of Alchemy, and quite famous. The Lestrange family has always treasured it, worth tens of thousands of Galleons."

"Tens of thousands of Galleons? That sure is valuable, but..." Kael patted the bag with the Golden Cup, "Compared to this, it falls short."

"Huh?" Sirius dismissed it, "Isn’t it just a Golden Cup? How valuable can it be?"

"Hufflepuff’s Cup," Kael said, "It’s in the same category as Slytherin’s Locket, wouldn’t you say?"

Sirius suddenly stopped, staring incredulously at Kael.

"Hufflepuff’s..." he blurted out, but then quickly recovered and immediately shut his mouth.

"You mean Helga Hufflepuff?" he asked in a low voice, walking closer to Kael.

"Who else could it be?" Kael said matter-of-factly.

"But..."

Sirius lowered his voice again, "Why is Hufflepuff’s Cup in the Lestrange family Vault? And how did you know, you couldn’t have been here before."

"Of course not, I was just one year old when Bella was caught, clearly, I couldn’t have come here." Kael said, "It’s... well, Hufflepuff herself told me. You must have heard from other professors that I’ve met the four founders."

"This..."

Sirius looked a bit confused.

He did hear about it, from Lupin.

But the problem is... the four founders, people from over a thousand years ago, having face-to-face communication with Kael?

This was quite unbelievable; he always thought it was a rumor and had often ridiculed Lupin about it.

"Have you really met Helga Hufflepuff?" Sirius asked again.

"Absolutely," Kael said, "Professor Dumbledore can also vouch for it."

Sirius’s expression became more bewildered, muttering to himself, "Incredible..."

Seeing Sirius like this, Kael didn’t bother explaining more.

After all, he’s the only person in the Magic Realm that had seen the four founders, what he said was what it was.

Besides, the place to hide the Cup was told by Helga Hufflepuff herself. Don’t believe it? Fine, go confront her.

Kael continued walking, preparing to return to Hogwarts through the fireplace at the Leaky Cauldron.

But just as he was about to reach the entrance, he was suddenly called out.

"Hold on a moment."

Sirius caught up from behind.

Perhaps he had previously seen Slytherin’s Locket, he quickly accepted the fact that Kael got the Cup.

And lately, one unimaginable thing after another had been happening, this was no different.

"No rush to return, we have five hours, come with me."

He led Kael back the way they came.

Kael only assumed that he wanted to buy something for Harry again, so he didn’t refuse.

Today is a holiday, no classes at school, it’s okay to stay out a while longer.

Soon, the two of them were back at the entrance of Gringotts, stopping opposite it, at the entrance to Knockturn Alley.

"You want to go in there to buy things?" Kael asked, puzzled.

Besides dark artifacts, Knockturn Alley had all sorts of mysterious items; Sirius couldn’t be planning on giving these to Harry, could he?

If that were the case, his heart would be too big.

"Oh, what are you thinking?" Sirius shook his head, "If I wanted to buy things there, I wouldn’t bring you along. It’s not a place for students... I’m showing you that, look at that shop!"

Sirius pointed ahead.

Kael looked over and found it was a shop without any signage, its doors tightly shut, and a layer of dust on the glass windows, clearly having been idle for a long time.

"What’s up with this shop?" Kael said quietly, "But it’s strange, right across from Gringotts, such a prime location, why is it vacant?"

"That’s because I was locked up," Sirius said, "This was my uncle’s shop. Later, he left it to me, and when I recently went to withdraw money from the Gringotts Vault, I found the Magic Title Deed for it."

"I see," Kael nodded.

That makes sense; with Sirius, the shop’s owner, locked in Azkaban for twelve years, of course, it had to remain empty.

"What do you think about me opening a shop here?"

Sirius said wistfully, "I’ve dreamed countless times... when Harry graduates, we would run a shop together. It doesn’t need to earn much, just being together every day is enough."

"A nice idea," Kael nodded, "What do you plan to sell, Magic Potion, Herbs, or Magic Tools..."

"Well... I haven’t thought of that yet," Sirius’s expression stalled, "Maybe a sweet shop, selling ice cream, puddings and such. I discovered yesterday that Harry loves puddings."

"Are you sure?" Kael instinctively looked towards Florian’s Ice Cream Parlor, which was only two shops away.

It was the most famous ice cream shop in Diagon Alley, having been open for over a hundred years, with many loyal customers, almost the most renowned flagship shop.

My goodness, selling ice cream here might not just be about earning less, frankly, sitting at home doing nothing would be more economical.

"It’s just a thought. Harry can choose what to sell specifically," Sirius, too, noticed Florian’s Ice Cream Parlor, scratching his head awkwardly.

"Or you could bundle up your little creations and sell them for us... I remember your map, those badges and such, they’re quite popular at Hogwarts."

"So you mean you want to resell products we made at Hogwarts?"

Kael thought for a moment, "That could work, although once out of school, the sales might not be as great, but it shouldn’t lose money."

Plus, I could make another batch and send them over. You can try them out first, and if they work, we can scale up." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"No, no, no, just a portion, not all of it," Sirius said, "You must keep something for your shop, right? We just want to find something interesting to do, as long as we can earn a few Galleons a week."

"Why would I keep that stuff?" Kael said, "I don’t have a shop, wouldn’t it be easier to just give it to you guys."

"No, you do," Sirius shook his head, then pointed to an equally vacant shop next door, "That will be yours in the future... it’s my Christmas gift to you."