Chapter 70
Slowly approaching Gringotts Bank, Severus looked with a smile at the goblin guard standing at the entrance, who began to rub his hands excitedly at the sight of him.
After all, who, if not them, would know how rich Snape was at the moment, and it was not even worth talking about his shop, which brought tens of thousands of Galleons a month.
"Welcome, Mr. Prince, it's nice to see you. Do you need my help in anything?" he greeted him politely, almost bowing at his feet.
"Thank you, but it's not worth it," looking at him indifferently, the young man grunted, to which the halfling nodded like a dummy, and quickly opened the door for him.
"Of course, of course, please, come in," not "paying attention" to Snape's tone at all, but as soon as Severus passed and the door slammed shut, the goblin's face twisted, and spitting irritably outside the bank's territory, causing discontent among the wizards passing by he turned away.
"Pitiful little people ..." but as soon as he took a step to the left, he slipped on his own saliva, which in some "unknown" way turned out to be right under his foot, and he hit his big nose right on the stone floor …
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In the huge hall, Severus calmly walked towards the goblin sitting at the end of the hall, while catching a huge number of glances from the workers, which read both displeasure and hostility and anticipation.
Finally stopping in front of a high table, he looked up at the chief among them. "I came to inquire about the account of the Princes, which is currently frozen."
Looking up at Snape with a displeased look, the goblin opened a large book and slowly leafed through it until he finally stopped and looked down at him again. "The last Head of the Family, the Prince, froze the account, fearing for his fortune, and set a new condition that if in seven years the heir from his daughter's side does not come here, then all the galleons will belong to our Bank," the goblin explained lazily, watching the reaction of the young man .
"As I understand it, you did not tell Adam Prince about this condition?" Severus asked.
"That was another condition set by his father."
"I see…" Severus nodded while stroking his chin thoughtfully, looking at the goblin again. "So I can head to the Princes' vault right now and take everything from there?"
In response, the goblin grinned and shook his head. "No, until you officially become the head of the family and you are twenty-one, you will not be able to take more than three hundred galleons a month, this condition was also set by your grandfather."
" I am sure that you advised him on this, referring to the fact that at such a young age I can spend everything on all sorts of garbage, but okay, I agree with you, this is the right decision, if in my place it was some idiot like Sirius Black, he would squander everything in a year."
"But the fact that you are a serious young man and know how to manage money… we can certainly make concessions…" the goblin drawled with a professional smile, adjusting his glasses.
"Do you want me to start storing my hard-earned Galleons in your bank again?" Snape asked calmly, and with the same smile, he added. "I'm sure that you also know about my contract with the Ministry and how much I earned, am I right?"
"What do you mean, how can we know such information?" but the goblin said this with such a tone that even a fool would understand that they know everything.
"I see, I don't mind, but there are three conditions that I want to discuss with the head of Gringotts, is this possible?" The goblin frowned slightly, but still nodded, calling one of the goblins to him and whispering something, the second ran away rather quickly and returned back five minutes later with a sheet of paper in his hand.
Taking it, the halfling at the table quickly walked over it, and then walked down a small ladder. "Follow me, the head goblin is ready to meet you,"
Severus looked down at him with a half-smile, causing the goblin to snort in displeasure. "Certainly."
The office of the head of Gringotts, in fact, was very close, one floor below, between the main hall and the vaults. And, as Severus understood from the explanations of Griphook, the head of the operations room, who had previously talked to him, there was only one head of the bank, and he had two votes, in opposition to him there were three elders - the oldest and wisest goblins, a kind of advisers, but with In this way, they could at any time challenge the decision of the head if it seemed wrong to them and could lead to losses.
The entrance to the office of the Head of Gringotts Bank was decorated with a large, almost two-metre steel door decorated with gold and precious crystals, four goblins stood in front of it, and along the way there were twenty more, two every five metres, in full uniform, with spears in their hands.
"Leave your wand here," the largest of them, with an eyepatch and a scar running across the floor of his face, scowled at Severus.
"What if you're going to kill me there?" Snape said with 'genuine surprise', but still, with a look of struggle on his face, he nodded. "May I bring a sword with me for safety?"
"Sword?" The guards looked at him with mocking smiles, after all the concepts of a wizard with a sword in the world of magic were kind of antonyms, after all, how could a weak human wizardbe able to use a sword? Everyone had similar thoughts, and even the guard commander, who stood out with his red cloak and feather on his helmet, chuckled. " You can take it."
"Thank you," and in the next moment, they all froze in shock, seeing an almost 1 metre-long black sword appearing on Snape's belt, attached to a leather belt, and then, taking out a wand, Severus handed it to one of them, "Let's go in, now I feel more or less safe."
Finally coming to his senses the same goblin snorted contemptuously and, touching the door, said something in his own language, and after a few seconds the door began to open.
'Double protection, even if a traitor appears who knows the password, he will still not be able to open the door until permission is given from inside. They are smarter than the idiot Salazar, who didn't even think of putting even a small piece of self-consciousness into the door or setting the opening for his own portrait," the door finally opened completely, and Severus saw the inside of it.
It was a small room about seventy square metres, tastefully furnished. In the corners were statues of goblins holding jugs of gold, along the walls were cabinets made of magic wood with a huge number of folders and manuscripts, and a huge crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling.
There was even a window, and from the review the young man realised from where the picture is transmitted: these were the eyes of the dragon statue on the Gringotts Bank.
In the centre of the room there was a long table, at the head of which, sat an old goblin and it seemed that he could go to the next world at any moment at the slightest breath of wind, and on the side of the table were three more goblin who looked no less old, but were still quite cheerful.
After bowing, Griphook left the office, and there were only four guards left, led by the commander who stood to the right of the table, in the company of another to the left, and two more stood on both sides of Severus.
"You wanted to meet me… I'm listening to you carefully…" the head drawled in a languid, slightly monotonous voice, looking at Snape with interest, and then lowered his gaze to the sword.
"I am ready to cooperate with you again, at the moment I already have about six hundred thousand Galleons, and in two weeks another half a million should come. What do you think, is it worthy of your attention?" Severus asked with a smile, while the goblins were not too surprised, because they naturally already calculated everything without him, and even future profits, after all, the goblin intelligence network was following him very carefully.
"Ho-ho-ho, of course, but you didn't just come to us because of that, did you?"
"No, I have three conditions, and then I will continue to use your services."
The four goblins immediately looked at each other, and as soon as the three elders nodded, the head looked up at Severus again. "We are listening carefully."
"First, I wanted to order leather armour with metal inserts from your craftsmen, I will give you the drawings and pay for all the work."
"We haven't done this since the time when a pathetic little man named Godric Gryffindor stole the sword created by our King," one of the elders replied with irritation.
"Is it true? You must understand how much profit you can get if you invest my Galleons correctly, and this is not about a hundred thousand, not to mention I will not demand interest on this," the three exchanged glances at the last words, and the old goblin frowned. "What is your second condition?"
"Nothing special, let me take a look at the property in three safes: Blacks, Lestranges and Malfoys, I need to check something..."
"No!" Another elder with bushy eyebrows thumped the table sharply. "We can't allow this! If this gets out, we will completely lose all customer trust!"
"What about the third condition?" the head goblin asked calmly, ignoring his colleague.
"Third… I don't even know, I want to leave it for later, and also, I'm planning to put up two more potions for sale soon, which will bring no less profit," he looked at their gloomy faces with a grin, because the old people understood that those more than four million, which they previously calculated in a year, can easily be raised to six, and with the right investment, and earn several million more in a year, while all these Galleons would belong to them alone, it was too sweet an offer for beings who love gold.
"For three years you will not make expensive purchases and will allow us to manage the money from your account as we please. Of course, even if by some miracle we lose the Galleons." The three elders smirked at that." It will not affect your account, we will add our own."
"No problem, I still don't have anything to spend it on, but then I will require your help in building a house, and also, if I need any materials, you will help me find them. I think with your connections it will be easy. I, in turn, am ready to sign a bloody agreement that I will not blurt out or somehow fix the second condition, but, of course, another mutual one for all three conditions, what do you think?" Severus said.
"Okay, let's talk about it." The head goblin nodded thoughtfully, looking at the three who also agreed with him. "No problem, how about we meet tomorrow morning? Is this enough time for you?"
"Completely." Severus nodded.
"See you tomorrow then, mister…"
"Good evening."
After saying goodbye, accompanied by four goblin guards, Snape left the office, and then headed towards the store …
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