Hogwarts: Before Cho
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Daxius looked around. Who exactly was this person he was meant to meet?
"Ah, you must be Daxius," said a squeaky voice right behind him.
"Ahh!" cried a surprised Daxius, jumping about 2 feet straight up and attracting quite a lot of attention.
He turned around. There was a tiny man in front of him, with greying hair looking about in his late 40's.
"Allow me to introduce myself, young lad! I'm Professor Flitwick, Charms Master of Hogwarts! How is my old friend Sing doing?" said Flitwick.
He said this all very fast in his high voice and Dax wondered if he had been breathing helium for the first half of his life.
"Oh, Master is doing fine," said Daxius. "It says here on my letter that I'll be needing items?"
"Oh yes, of course. Follow me then!" proclaimed Flitwick.
Flitwick led Daxius to a wall. Then, tapping his wand against a brick, he stepped back. The bricks on the wall began rearranging and soon formed an archway. Daxius' jaw fell to the floor.
"Come along then, we'll be getting on to Gringotts." cried Flitwick.
They proceeded to a large building and slipped inside. Though there were jewels of unimaginable size, those weren't what Daxius was looking at. It was the goblins that were weighing the stones that he was gaping at.
"Key please," said a goblin behind him.
Apparently Flitwick had gone to find a banker while Daxius was staring. Mentally berating himself for not paying attention to what was happening around him, Daxius handed over a key.
'Whoosh' went the trolley as they raced through tunnel after tunnel of dark caves lit only by firelight. Suddenly the vehicle stopped, and DualForth (their goblin escort) stepped to an iron door numbered 183. He fiddled in the key lock for a moment then opened the door.
"Whoa...Whoa...WHOA..." awed Daxius, as he couldn't stop saying 'whoa'.
There, before him, was a vault almost filled to the brim with gold, silver and bronze.
"29 Knuts, the little bronze ones, to a Sickle, the silver ones and seventeen Sickles to a Galleon, the gold ones." explained Flitwick.
Daxius looked at the mound. He reached out and took about 50 of each coin and put it on the floor. He then asked the goblin if he had a pouch or something to transport the coins.
"5 Galleons for a Moke-skin pouch that you can fit a suitcase into," muttered DualForth, looking nervously down the tunnel.
"There," said Daxius as he handed 5 of the gold coins to DualForth and proceeded cramming the coins inside.
"What's the matter?" asked Daxius as the goblin kept glancing down the tunnel and wringing his long-fingered hands.
"Well, there's a dragon down here that's rather bad-tempered," said DualForth nervously while he closed the vault. "Something about territory or some-other..."
"A dragon?!" cried Daxius, although this seemed to alert the dragon of their presence, as a loud screeching was soon heard.
"Yes, a dragon," sighed DualForth as they scrambled back into the trolley and proceeded back to Diagon Alley.
"Well, that was a close one," laughed Flitwick.
"Yeah, it was," said a trembling Daxius.
"Well, might as well get a wand for you first," said Flitwick.
They stopped in front of a grubby shop and went in.