Hogwarts' Niffler: All I Need Is Galleons

Hoare accepted the Galleons from Harry.

"I'll protect Sirius until the end of the holiday. After school starts, we'll see." Hoare promised solemnly.

"Hey, hey, hey! I'm still here!" Sirius protested, raising his hand. Did a man over six feet tall really need protection from this little kid who barely reached his waist?

He turned, squatted down, and looked pitifully at Harry. "Harry! Your godfather is really capable! I don't need this Weasley's protection... You can't not believe me! I'm super strong!"

Harry indulgently patted Sirius's black hair as he squatted in front of him. "Ah, Sirius, I believe you."

Hoare rolled his eyes, waved his storage bag at Harry, and pulled the still-confused Ron towards the fireplace.

In just half an hour, the fireplaces between the Black mansion and The Burrow were connected.

Upon learning that Harry would frequently travel between the Black mansion and The Burrow for the foreseeable future, Sirius quickly applied to the Floo Network Authority to open the fireplaces.

Initially, the Floo Network Authority firmly refused such a blatant queue-jumping request.

Sirius wasn't very persuasive, but having money made things easier.@@novelbin@@

Without an expedited process, the approval could take at least a month.