Four Pounds One Galleon

The candle light was enough to illuminate the small cabinet. It hit the walls and fluttered silently. While a cute snake couldn't take her eyes off the fire, the boy in bed focused on the money in his hand. He whispered only in the safety of the night.

- "215. 220. And 225 pounds. Oh! We have so much Money, Aphrodite! "

Good, Little Master… Now you can buy me a rabbit…

The boy raised his head from the coins and looked at the snake in surprise.

What will you do with the rabbit, Aphrodite? I don't think snakes can care for rabbits. It would be very difficult to raise a rabbit in a small cupboard. If my uncle catch us, he'd eat the poor animal at dinner.

The snake responded with a mocking gaze. Harry didn't even know snakes could role their eyes.

Stupid Little Master…

Harry was already used to this expression of Aphrodite. Of course, how much facial expression a snake can have ...

* What didn't I understand again, Marvolo? *

Marvolo, who seemed to be laughing according to his voice, spoke lovingly.

Oh my innocent Harry… You are still so young…

* I'm not small! I will be eight years old with a few months! *

You're right, eight is a really big number…

*Exactly!*

Do you want to know why Aphrodite called you 'stupid', big man?

Hearing the nickname from Marvolo, the boy smiled.

*Yes. I hope you won't say it is wise to buy a rabbit. *

Aphrodite doesn't want to care for the rabbit, Harry…

* So, what for? * Asked the boy in surprise.

She wants to eat it…

* Oh ... *

The boy finally understood. He moved his hand around his hair and smiled shyly. He loved animals, but his lady's friendship was very important to him. The cute reptile deserved an award for its success in protecting Harry. He embraced the snake and started to caress his shiny skin. Aphrodite loved the attention like every lady. With the pleasure of the massage, the aphrodite was hissing.

I'm going to buy the most delicious rabbit for you, lovely. I'll buy a huge rabbit, i promise!

The snake looked up and took refuge in the owner's neck. This was how she passed her heartfelt love to Harry.

After the last birthday accident, the snake and its owner got closer, if possible. Aphrodite felt guilty of not being able to protect Harry. With an animal instinct, she saw Harry as her own, she could not believe that she could allow the child to be harmed by worthless muggles. Her protection had increased so much that he did not bring anyone closer to the child at school. The intention of those who came already was not very good.

Snakes were creatures who understood the emotions around them with their tongues. The reptile, who tasted the air with her tongue, had a great ability to understand the feelings and reliability of other beings. Harry's ability to speak parseltongue was one of the proofs that Aphrodite was a great companion.

The accident caused a change in Marvolo's attitude. Like the proud snake, he began to adopt an overprotective attitude. When out of school Harry couldn't catch the bus, he had to sneak into his cupboard. The days when he walk alone in the dark streets were over. Marvolo was not only satisfied with this, but also speeded up Harry's magic training.

The little boy had learned a spell that prevented the muggles from noticing him. A spell that makes him invisible. Another spell that confuses the approacher and forgets what to do. Even with one of the spells he learned, the child could make someone else forget something. Thanks to the magic of memory, Harry had managed to make his Aunt forget that he had broken the beautiful porcelain plate.

The seventh birthday was not mentioned again after the accident. The little boy, who had never felt so weak throughout his life, had not enjoyed harming the muggle. The child's heart could not forget the terrible image. After a few nightmares and sleepless nights, his only consolation was Marvolo and Aphrodite.

Every time he closed his eyes in the first weeks, he saw the man screaming and wriggling on the ground. He remembered the redness of his skin and the vapors emitted from his body. He could not forget how he would cry with the stranger's kicks and put his head in his hands. Without Marvolo's calming words, there was no night he could sleep.

Marvolo had proven to be the perfect companion as usual. The magical stories he told in his deep voice were filling Harry's nights. Marvolo told the boy about the Hogwarts adventures of a young boy who grew up in an orphanage. The boy's name was Tom. He was blue-eyed and handsome. He was smart and strong.

The first magic trick… The first Hogwarts letter… When he started staying in the huge castle… the story was getting more and more colorful. After a while, the blue-eyed wizard was trying to protect the school with a huge Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. He was fighting giant spiders. He made heroic sacrifices to protect the Hogwarts from the half giants and the evil ambitions of the wicked. He even received an award!

The stories of Marvolo soon began to bear fruit. Nightmares were replaced by basiliks and giant spiders at the end of a week. The little boy's dreams were filled with Tom. In his dreams he was embarked on adventures alongside the mighty wizard. Harry and Tom fought the monsters every night and saved the day.

One midnight, after the story, the boy pulled his knees to his stomach and whispered.

- "I wish Tom would be real…"

If He was real, would you like to know him and want him to be your friend?

- "I would love to…"

There is nothing magic cannot make come true, little one…

So Marvolo did not make it clear, but it fostered the boy's hopes for Tom's reality.

Like any child, Harry managed to forget his birthday accident weeks and months later. In addition, while learning wonderful spells from each other, he was saving money. He had been collecting money secretly for months, without Dursleys noticing. With the excitement of his journey to the world of magic, he counted the money one by one every night and dreamed of the magic place he would go to.

Marvolo had promised Harry. If he could control his magic and body and fly, he would make him go to the world of magic. Harry was able to fly after his hard work. Their first experience had been somewhat unusual. The child's potential strength had been revealed before he had completed maturation and had almost destroyed the city. Of course, Marvolo's control overturned the irreversible danger.

It has become easier to fly after surviving the first experience. Although he did not meditate as often as at the beginning, it made the control easier every day. The miraculous feeling of freedom given by the flight was like the food to the child's soul. It was so great to feel the wind on your skin, stretch your arms out to the sky and try to reach the sky.

In the dark, at the darkest time of the night when everyone was asleep, a child and a snake were walking quietly to the garden, with tiny steps. Persistent in the crowd of sleeping, unconscious, careless people, they embraced the sky. Every day, the child was rising one meter higher… With the dream of reaching the stars

Harry got out of thoughts and looked at the money in front of him, which he had collected for weeks. He had exactly 225 pounds. He had never thought he'd have so much money. He had never had such a valuable thing in his short life, he was just a eight years old boy.

Although he did not want to accept it, he was only a child, The possibilities and wealth of an adult could not be compared with that of the child.

* Marvolo, do you think 225 pounds is enough? *

Wizards don't use muggle money, my little one… Actually -

*What?!*

Harry anxiously held the money tightly. Was he struggling in vain for months? But if so, Marvolo would not want him to save money from the start. Or-

Harry, will you let me continue?

* Go ahead, Sir. * The boy said with embarrassment.

In fact, we only need money for the road.

The boy let his heart slow down with relief. He smiled with joy.

* That means money is enough, right Marvolo? *

I don't know, Harry. Maybe you can want to buy Bertie Bott's Delicious Beans. Or you can buy Chocolate Frog, Bubble Star Bubble Gum, Pumpkin Pastry, Boiler Cake, Licorice Scepter, Acid Lollipop.

Hearing the strange names, the boy chuckled and asked curiously.

* What are these, Marvolo? *

Candies, of course! I can't believe you even asking.

The mouth of the child was watered with the dream of those beautiful candies he did not taste. Recalling the money he had, he twisted his lip.

* But we have nothing but muggle money… *

Then we will find a way to make them magical.

* Is there any spell suitable for this? *

Obviously, the child was thinking of making money with magic.

Are you planning to break the laws before you enter the world of magic? Marvolo asked jokingly.

Harry slammed his nose into the air and answered, even though his face was red with embarressment.

* It was you who told me that anything could be done to achieve the goal. *

And I was right.

The boy could not bear the long game that Marvolo playing any more, begged.

Please tell me, Marvolo? Teach me the magic… Please?

Marvolo could not stand the child's pleading and started to tell the necessary spell. Harry didn't know, but his morphing spell had been considered dark magic by the Ministry of Magic. According to the treaty made after the Long Goblin / Wizard Wars, Goblin gold and its banking transactions only belonged to Gringotts. The morphing spells for the Dwarf gold were sentenced to lifelong Azkaban punishment by the Ministry. The Dwarves were sentenced to death. but if you used Philosopher's Stone…

Fortunately Harry didn't know that. And no one would expect such a thing from Harry Potter, a child who was not even eight years old.

They were able to convert the required amount according to the basic rules of the transfiguration. So you couldn't translate a simple piece of paper. Under the transfiguration' rules, you could convert 4 British Pounds / Pound to 1 Galleon in accordance with the currency and financial system of that day. This job required a lot of concentration. And, of course, the main necessity was a strong magical power…

After 4 hours and a sleepless night, Harry had 50 Galleon in an unpretentious bag where he was enchanted by a torn piece of clothing.

The little boy looked at the gold sparkling by candlelight and smiled with glittering eyes. Marvolo whispered to the child from the bottom of his mind.

Prepare yourself, Harry… tomorrow... We're going to Diagon Alley.

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After making sure that Harry Potter was asleep, Lord Voldemort's horcrux began to focus on the child's power and look for the true image of his soul.

He immersed himself in magic and gently opened the connection door of the minds of Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort. He tried not to show himself to the image. After eight years of pain and helplessness, Lord Voldemort would not have welcomed someone who had come unannounced into his mind.

The horcrux set out to ride the depths of the mind. As the memories of the last eight years flowed in front of him, he blocked the feelings of his image with a barrier. It was certain that Lord Voldemort, who wandered in pain, in the form of a soul piece for eight years after the fatal backfire, transferred all responsibility and grudge to Harry Potter. Horcrux did not want to send death messages to the child in which he was hidden in his mind by getting caught up in vindictive and painful feelings.

Lord Voldemort's current residence was a dark forest in Albania. Tom Riddle, who spent his youth years exploring the mysteries of magic, found himself in Albania one day. With the help of the Gray Lady, the forest where he found the Ravenclaw's Diadem had become a safe hiding place for today's Lord Voldemort.

Lord Voldemort was living the poorest period of his 62-year proud life. In short periods, he captured the animals and hid his soul in them. But the pain of the shattered soul could not hold any animal for more than a few weeks. Only snakes became easy to conquer because of the similarity of their minds and the dominance of the parseltongue.

The snake he is currently in is one of the most poisonous and wild animals. The animal he called Nagini was the only thing that kept Lord Voldemort's connection to reality.

As the horcrux descended into the depths of the mind, he realized that the situation was even more serious.

Marvolo, who was friends with Harry, was conscious and fully in control. With the healing of his years with the child and the healing of pure magic, he was more himself than in the past fifty years.

Lord Voldemort, however, was just a shell filled with memories. He was crazy. His only obsession had become Harry Potter. He spent his days in pain with the dream of the death of his enemy. It had an animal brutality and instinct with the return of the years in which the animals were hidden. It was hard to say that much remained in Lord Voldemort from his humanity.

That did not mean that Lord Voldemort was powerless. On the contrary, the sorcerer, who was focused solely on survival by animal instincts, was at the malevolent point of the Dark Lordship. Even if he lacked the body and the power to do magic, every part of his intelligence was still in it. The downside was that intelligence focused solely on destroying somethings.

Horcrux departed from the mind of its image and closed the door tightly in order not to be discovered.

With Lord Voldemort's latest situation, the plan had completely changed.

It turns out that the main part of the soul was nothing more than a ruined building. It was impossible for the image to realize priority ideals and to raise a dark army. It was very difficult to take steps to take over the world, especially when he was only obsessed with Harry Potter's death.

Harry Potter's death was not in his future plans, although he certainly did not admit it to himself. Because the child had somehow managed to stick to the future.

Horcrux made his mind after thinking for a while.

There was only one thing left to do.

Marvolo had to merge with the main soul.