Hogwarts' Niffler: All I Need Is Galleons

"Hoare Weasley, what's your life's dream?"

"I want to become the Niffler of Hogwarts! The Wolf of Wall Street!"

"Is that why you sold Ron to the Diggory family as a house-elf!?"

"Molly, don't worry, I've talked to Ron, he'll come back on his own."

"Hoare Weasley! That's your brother! You can't sell people!"

***

Hoare Weasley had been in this world for eleven years now.

In this life, Hoare Weasley was the seventh son of the Weasley family, with six older brothers, including his twin brother, Ron Weasley.

When he found out he was born into the wizarding world, he was incredibly excited.

Unfortunately, when Hoare was nine, Molly and Arthur slowly realized something was different about him. They took Hoare to St. Mungo's for a check-up and confirmed that he was a Squib.

Ever since they found out Hoare was a Squib, the family lived cautiously for a while, afraid that Hoare would be upset. But it was Hoare who ended up comforting everyone.

Hoare knew he was a Squib, wouldn't receive a letter-bearing owl, and couldn't attend the best school, Hogwarts.

He had already prepared himself to attend London First Junior School.

The turning point in his life came quite unexpectedly.

An owl brought Ron's acceptance letter, and at the same time, he heard a voice in his mind.

[Pay-to-win System Activated]

System, isn't it a bit late for you to activate now!? And what is a pay-to-win system!? Do you know what the Weasley family is most famous for!?

Being poor!

[Compensation package sent, please check]

Hoare retreated to his bedroom, just below the attic of The Burrow, which was Ron's and his room. There was also a resident ghoul.

Because of the acceptance letter, no one dared to disturb him, afraid that Hoare would be upset. Molly even caught the screaming ghoul to give Hoare some quiet space.

Hoare took a deep breath, having endured the ghoul with Ron for a long time.

He opened the compensation package.

[S-Class Ability: Mind Palace (Upgradeable)]

[A-Class Ability: Metamorphmagus (Upgradeable)]

[1000 Gold-Galleons]

Host: Hoare Weasley

Bloodline: Wizard Bloodline (Squib)

Magic: LV0(0/100)

Build: 8/10

Wit: 0/10

Talent Overview:

SS-Class Ability: None

S-Class Ability: Mind Palace (Upgradeable)

A-Class Ability: Metamorphmagus (Upgradeable)

B-Class Ability: None

C-Class Ability: None

Available Galleons: 1000 Galleons 21 Knuts

1000 Gold-Galleons!!!

In the wizarding world, the conversion is 1 Gold-Galleon = 17 Silver-Sickles, 1 Silver-Sickle = 29 Bronze-Knuts.

You should know that all of the Weasley family's savings are just that small pile of Silver-Sickles and a single Gold-Galleon in Gringotts.

Hoare looked at his eleven-year-old self in the mirror, wearing a robe washed so much it was nearly white. His and Ron's clothes were mostly modified from their older brothers' old clothes.

Ron's wand for school was also Charlie's old wand, a bit worn but still usable, as Molly had said.

After all, a new wand costs seven Gold-Galleons.

With this money, he and Ron would never have to wear second-hand clothes again, and they could even have their own wands.

They could also sponsor George and Fred's joke shop, which was a lucrative business.

After living in poverty for so long, he almost forgot what it was like to have money.

Hoare tried to calm his mind and continued to look further.

Mind Palace!? Hoare was satisfied, as it meant he could remember everything he saw, storing it in the depths of his mind for easy access.

Metamorphmagus, allowing him to change his appearance completely into someone else. This could be useful; he could transform into George or Fred to sell Ron!

Hoare looked around and found that his panel only had those two abilities.

"That's it!?" Hoare was furious. "System, isn't this a bit perfunctory? And what use is Metamorphmagus to a Squib like me?"

[Host abilities can be upgraded, purchased, or learned through practice]

"No money!" Hoare said confidently.

The system enlarged a line of text.

[Available Galleons: 1000 Galleons 21 Knuts]

Hoare: "..."

Sorry, I'm used to being poor, I forgot I'm rich now.

Hoare sat on his single bed, resting his chin on his hand, frowning slightly.

This system requires pay-to-win; unlocking or upgrading magic skills requires Gold-Galleons.

Hoare skimmed through it, realizing that as long as he paid, he could have magic, and might even become the greatest wizard before turning thirty!

But... the prices were high.

Upgrading one point of magic experience required 10 Galleons, and the experience needed would multiply with each level.

Unlocking a magic talent required 100 Galleons, while learning a branch, like Scourgify or Anti-scabies Potion, only needed 10 Galleons.

Subsequent upgrades would increase their power.

Initially, they were at the lowest C-Class.

Upgrading from C-Class to B-Class required 1000 Galleons.

B-Class to A-Class required 5000 Galleons.

A-Class to S-Class required 10,000 Galleons.

S-Class to SS-Class required 100,000 Galleons.

Hoare calculated and couldn't help but take a sharp breath.

This system is a Niffler!

Goodness, no wonder it was so generous, willing to compensate with 1000 Gold-Galleons, because this amount was nothing to the system.

But fortunately, once a talent is unlocked, based on the talent level, the magic learned won't fail and will become increasingly powerful.

It seems the urgent task is to make money!

And to go to Hogwarts.

Hoare recalled from his memory that during the final battle at Hogwarts, Fred died in a Death Eater explosion, and George lost an ear!

Originally, without magic, he couldn't go to Hogwarts, but now that he could protect his family, those things wouldn't happen again.

Make money, upgrade magic skills. With upgraded magic skills, when the man with a snake face and his crazy followers attack, I can protect everyone.

Hoare's face turned serious, and he clenched his right fist against his left hand.

The urgent task now is to go to Hogwarts!

But... hoare thought for a moment.

I'm a Squib, how can a Squib go to Hogwarts...

With gains come losses.

Hoare used 100 Galleons to activate his dormant magic value and upgraded it partially.

Find the original at ".

The system page changed.

[Host: Hoare Weasley]

[Bloodline: Wizard Bloodline]

[Magic: LV1(50/100)]

[Available Galleons: 400 Galleons 21 Knuts]

Seeing the drastically reduced money, Hoare felt as if a piece of his heart was cut out, the pain was unbearable.

Now he was no longer a Squib, just missing an acceptance letter.

But now, the time for acceptance letters had passed, and Hoare's initially excited mood turned gloomy. Would he have to wait until next year to enroll?

Suddenly, Hoare had a thought. He remembered something.

***

Not long ago, during a family dinner.

He heard Arthur angrily complaining about Old William's son from the neighboring town, who had moved from Germany and received three acceptance letters.

Besides the great Hogwarts, there were also Beauxbatons in France and Durmstrang in Bulgaria.

Although Old William had moved to England, their family was very traditional Durmstrang students, and they hadn't even considered going to the great Hogwarts!

"This is outrageous!"

Arthur said, angrily biting into a boiled potato.

Hoare rubbed his round chin, tore off a piece of paper, wrote a few words, and used one of Molly's cookies to bribe Percy's owl to send a letter to Henry William.

Since Henry William didn't need the Hogwarts acceptance letter, why not buy it directly?

The owl was swift, and fifteen minutes later, Hoare received a reply.

Henry William was more than happy to make the deal with Hoare and generously stated he would only charge 10 Galleons, considering their past goblin-hunting adventures.

10 Galleons, Hoare raised an eyebrow and wrote back.

"5 Galleons."

Proofreader & Editor: Peter Pan