Just like in the beginning.

Harry and the others walked into Legnac's blacksmith shop.

This time there were no longer only two goblins in the room, there was also a Hufflepuff and a Ravenclaw, and they greeted Harry warmly when they saw him.

Hawke greeted him eagerly and introduced Harry: "Dear Mr. Potter, I just heard that you passed the Gryffindor trial and became the true heir of Gryffindor."

"I really don't know what the Daily Prophet does, but such big news was not reported."

"It was these two little wizards who told me."

As he spoke, he paused: "There are more and more young wizards coming to us to make the same sword as Gryffindor. These two are just here to place orders."

The little badger and the little eagle lowered their heads in embarrassment.

"What are you here to do this time?" Hawke rubbed his hands, "Is it to customize a higher-end armor? Although the basilisk skin is good, it is not as good as the dragon skin. Did you get the dragon skin?"

Harry shook his head, waved his wand, and took out the prepared snakeskin armor: "I'm here to repair the armor."

"Damn it! What did you do!" Legnac, who was gritting his teeth and looking at Harry's back with greedy eyes, exclaimed, "This is a fine armor, how could it be damaged like this? Even if you fight with a dragon, it will be useless."

It shouldn’t be!”

"It's a fight against a creature more dangerous than a dragon." Harry interrupted, "I still have the basilisk skin. How many materials are needed to repair it?"

A look flashed in Legnac's eyes: "I want three meters of snake skin and some powder from the basilisk teeth."

"Mr. Potter." Hawke raised his voice, "I have to remind you."

"The damage to this armor is very serious, and many of the fairies' magic on it has failed. My skills are limited, and I can't see how many materials are needed to repair it. In order to avoid the huge opening of the Legnak Lion, I sincerely recommend you to try again.

Build one.”

"You still have a lot of basilisk skins on hand. It's more than enough to make another pair."

Legnac gritted his teeth and said in a hoarse voice, "Hawk!"

"Hawk must protect the rights of wizards fairly and equitably." Hawke puffed up his chest and was very proud, "And Mr. Potter is not just an ordinary wizard, he is the successor of the great Gryffindor."

"He must not be treated unfairly."

Harry waved his wand and took back the armor: "Then let's get a new one."

Hawke nodded, snapped his fingers, and an old piece of paper flew out and fell into Harry's hand: "The same list as last year, but the prices may change. After one year, the prices of some materials may be cheaper.

It may also be more expensive.”

"Money is not an issue." Sirius, who was wealthy, waved his hand and said, "Give Harry the best. I'm here, so you don't have to worry about galleons."

"Of course, noble Black." Hawke bowed respectfully to him.

Legnac spat. Seeing Harry about to go out, he quickly called him to stop: "Wait, Potter!"

Harry turned back and looked at him.

"Gryffindor's sword belongs to the goblin, to Legnac!" Legnak clenched his fist, "You have to return it to its true owner."

Hawke hesitated, his eyes kept turning on Legnac and Harry, and after a while he spoke with difficulty: "Times have changed, Legnac, and Gryffindor has chosen its heir.

, Mr. Potter is now the master of the sword."

"Shut up, you filthy beast!" Legnac interrupted him fiercely, "Things made by goblins will always belong to goblins. After the user dies, it should return to the arms of goblins.

.”

"This is a rule that has remained unchanged since ancient times."

Harry stared at him and said softly: "Legnac, I respect you very much. Can you take back what you just said?"
Chapter completed!