Drools was very happy.
He never expected that the mystery that had plagued the Fire Dragon Reserve for nearly a hundred years would be solved on such an ordinary morning.
Influenced by the first Dragon Tamer Captain Birdman, since the Fire Dragon Reserve got on track it has always been looking for this mysterious benefactor, wanting to thank him in person.
This matter almost became a task not recorded in the manual, including him and Birdman, a total of six captains have used their connections to look for this person, but there has never been any news.
He even asked Newt, but at that time the other party also claimed not to know, never expecting that today he would bring the person along.
Drools suddenly felt a tinge of absurdity and shook his head, tossing away some thoughts.
Maybe Newt Scamander really didn’t know back then. He understood this expert in Fantastic Beasts, the other party genuinely wouldn’t lie. If he were hiding something, Drools would definitely be able to tell.
And compared to Scamander, Drools thought of another person.
He turned to glance at Kael; if he remembered correctly, the other party should be Chris’s son.
He couldn’t help recalling a night a few years ago, chatting with Chris at a welcome banquet hosted by the Ministry of Magic, the other party swore to help him find clues to the mysterious benefactor…
Who would have thought it, that thick-browed, broad-eyed guy turned out to be such an unreliable person. It was clearly his family’s belongings, yet he pretended not to know.
Pfft, “I don’t know,” my foot!
Drools felt speechless in his heart, perhaps at that time, while Chris sincerely thanked him, he was laughing inwardly to the point of bending over backwards, truly impressive that he could maintain such composure outwardly.
Drools had thought the person was nice but turned out to be such a mischief-loving individual.
Drools was furiously complaining about a certain someone internally, while he lifted the Fire Dragon painting in the corner of the room, retrieving a gleaming golden key from within.
A key to a Gringotts Vault.
“Now it’s yours.” Drools promptly handed the key to Kael.
Fortunately, these Galleons were accumulated little by little each year. If he had to produce over six thousand Galleons all at once, he might not be able to gather them in a short period.
Taking care of the magical realm’s fire dragon materials business, the reserve couldn’t even come up with six thousand Galleons, which might sound absurd, but it’s the truth.
Though the Fire Dragon Reserve now has a mature industry chain, dragon rearing truly is a bottomless pit. The money they make is practically all poured back in.
Those materials sold eventually turn into food and other items, with most ending back in the fire dragon hatchlings’ bellies, becoming their sustenance.
So, the reserve genuinely hasn’t much Galleon left.
Kael took the key and examined it closely.
Interestingly enough, he always thought goblins wouldn’t dare take even a single Galleon from him, unexpected that over six thousand Galleons were stored in the vault.
Luckily, some goblin didn’t know the vault belonged to him.
“Oh, one more thing.” Drools remembered something, adding, “This vault is in the Romanian Gringotts; if necessary, I can help transfer them to the United Kingdom.”
“No worries, we can handle this ourselves,” Kael said. “I presume this isn’t a special vault.”
Gringotts Vaults are divided into three types: ordinary vaults, which can be accessed with just a key; though security is slightly lacking, there’s no unnecessary hassle.
There’s also the exclusive vault that requires a fee, like the one Dumbledore used for storing the Philosopher’s Stone, more secure but requires payment to Gringotts.
Lastly, there’s the rigorously guarded underground vault, generally used by ancient Pure-Blood Families like the Black Family and the Lestrange Family.
“No, just an ordinary vault,” Drools shook his head as he said.
“No problem then, we’ll just take it directly when the time comes,” Kael said.
Galleons, after all, are best kept close at hand.
“What about afterwards?” Drools asked, “You probably know, as long as the Fire Dragon Reserve exists, you’ll receive a portion of the profits each year. Though the amount isn’t significant, it accounts for about two hundred Galleons. I still feel transferring this vault to the UK is more convenient.”
Kael pondered, realizing it indeed made sense.
If the vault remains in Romania, he’d have to retrieve it there, somewhat inconvenient indeed.
“I’ll leave it to you then.” Kael returned the key to Drools.
“No problem.” Drools stood up, “I’ll personally handle it to prevent goblins from making excuses to delay; those greedy fellows certainly don’t wish to see their vault riches moved to another country.”
“If all goes smoothly, I should make it back to have lunch with you three; please don’t refuse.”
“No rush, it’s not urgent.” Kael hurriedly stopped him, “Actually, forget the lunch; we can have it at home.”
He hadn’t mentioned the most crucial matter, given afterwards Drools probably wouldn’t want to join them for lunch.
“That won’t do.” Drools laughed, “Now, Mr. Birdman comes to the Fire Dragon Reserve a few times each year; if he finds out I did nothing and let you leave like this, he’d definitely scold me.”