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Chapter 301 – One Hundred Thousand Galleons, What a Miserable Situation!!
Darren let out a long, serious sigh.
He felt he should find an excuse to leave right now.
What a joke.
One hundred thousand Galleons?
Was he supposed to throw away that much money?
Was he insane?
If Fleur's favorability dropped, then so be it.
It's not like he needed to "produce a son" with her anyway.
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[Ding—Sensing a Holy Father plot scene around the host. Temporary Mission Released:]
Tell Pull-Ring you will compensate the full one hundred thousand Galleons and ask him not to pursue Fleur further.
And instruct him to leave with the dark wizards, or the Ministry of Magic will arrest them.
[Mission Reward: A separate Gringotts vault + 1,000,000 Galleons.
(Note: Next month an economic crisis will occur. Due to noble manipulations, Paige will lose 80% of the vault's Galleons.)]
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What?
How was this even possible?
That was like a thunderbolt falling from a clear sky—
Would his peaceful life with Harry be gone?
[Wait, system—if I warn Paige beforehand, can she avoid the loss?]
[Ding—Paige has already purchased a large amount of commemorative coins manipulated by the nobles.]
If sold now, the losses cannot be recovered.
However, if the host manages things correctly, Paige will later be expelled from the Potter family. The host can privately take her in.
Three years later, the commemorative coins will double in value. Paige will be able to earn again, and Harry won't need her to contribute Galleons anymore.
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…Ah.
Darren's mind began to turn rapidly.
That was true.
He never had any place in the Potter family anyway.
Paige earned money, but in the end everything went to Harry.
Even if Harry treated him well, they would always remain a "one-and-a-half" wealthy family.
All that money Paige earned ended up in Harry's vault.
And lately, as Paige earned more and more, the Potter ancestor portraits had stopped mentioning Darren at all.
Paige had even told him once that the portrait in the old Potter house insisted on transferring Paige to Harry's side instead.
Because Harry was the head of the Potter family.
While Darren… had been handed over to the Flamels.
Even the house portraits pittied him.
They still didn't think he was truly part of the Potter family.
If he wasn't counted as a Potter, how could he possibly keep Paige?
Boy.
He had gotten close to Paige because of the phoenix…
And now the benefits didn't belong to him at all?
Before, he'd just accepted it.
But now the system had given him a choice.
He couldn't let it go.
Very well.
He'd simply separate from Harry.
After Paige was expelled, he'd take her in.
And those commemorative coins.
Plus the one million Galleons in his private vault.
After giving Pull-Ring the one hundred thousand, he'd still have nine hundred thousand left.
Barely enough to survive.
As for the vault he shared with Harry—there had been about six million Galleons before.
Paige's eighty-percent loss left only about five hundred thousand.
He'd leave that to Harry.
That was still his brother. He wouldn't let Harry suffer.
He would simply take the billions he would earn in the future.
Hehehe.
Darren let out a secret laugh inside.
But on his face he only wore hesitation.
He looked at Fleur, worried, and said quietly:
"Miss Delacour… this is an alchemical item. It… might not be repairable…"
Fleur looked like she'd been struck by lightning.
She stared at the shattered necklace in her hands, cold sweat running down her back.
One hundred thousand Galleons.
Why did she have to touch it?
Why did she have to pick it up?
She had only touched it a few times before it shattered.
She saw the price and thought of getting her father to fix it before returning it.
One hundred thousand Galleons…
Even if they sold their entire house, they couldn't gather that much.
Her family wasn't poor—but one hundred thousand Galleons…
"Is this really… an alchemical item?" Fleur asked again and again, trembling.
"You can show it to Mr. Delacour," Darren said gently. "Or ask Madame Maxime to verify it."
He felt a bit sorry for her.
But he still wore a worried expression.
Fleur rushed back into the school and went straight to Madame Maxime.
But she didn't confess the damage.
If Madame Maxime found out she'd stolen the necklace, she would be punished severely.
She didn't dare bear that consequence.
Darren watched her come back out, her expression frozen and pale, and he really wanted to laugh.
Such a big grievance.
One hundred thousand Galleons for that useless trinket.
But then he remembered he was the one who would pay that hundred thousand.
"If my father finds out… he'll be terrified… and Gabrielle… Gabrielle would be so scared…"
Fleur sobbed as she walked toward him.
She even looked like she wanted to run again.
But Pull-Ring glared fiercely.
"Do you think running away will save you? I already know who you are. If you run, I'll hunt you forever.
And do you really think our shop sells valuable items without protection spells?"
Pull-Ring's cold eyes swept the area.
As if signaling someone.
Darren immediately understood it was time for his line.
He hesitated slightly, then said firmly:
"Pull-Ring, I advise you not to call out those dark wizards. You know my strength."
"I don't think you want me to take them all down and hand them over to the Ministry of Magic."
Darren raised his fist.
Even without a wand, he wasn't helpless.
His physical strength alone could throw these people around.
Before, using magic cost him Holy Father value and required strict timing.
But now, without the Silencing restriction, he could simply punch people.
"You—!"
Pull-Ring glared like a cornered wolf.
It truly didn't dare summon its helpers.
Darren was too strong.
No wand, yet unstoppable.
"I remember you… You're Harry Potter's brother. Darren Potter."
"I won't summon dark wizards. But I hope you'll let me reclaim the item Miss Delacour destroyed."
"Are you planning to use Harry Potter's reputation to bully us?"
Pull-Ring said sharply.
Darren's lips twitched.
Of course the goblin recognized him early on.
It knew it couldn't win physically, so now it tried to use Harry's reputation.
And as a Holy Father, of course he had to respond to this kind of tactic.
So he acted like he was about to release Pull-Ring to pursue Fleur—but when he saw Fleur crying, he said softly:
"I'll do it. I'll pay it for her."
He sighed heavily.
One hundred thousand Galleons… was truly a lot for him.
"You… you have one hundred thousand Galleons?"
Fleur asked in a trembling voice, touched despite herself.
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