"This is Mr. Griphook, right? Could you please help me take down the golden cup?"

Griphook did not move. He said in a sharp voice, "Sir, only Mr. Black has the right to take anything from this vault."

"Are you sure that's what you... Bellatrix wants?" Sirius reminded, "Don't take the wrong one. We can't come a second time."

"Yes, that's it." Kyle said, "It's a small item that is not worth much, but it is very memorable to Ms. Bella."

"Did you hear that?" Sirius looked at the goblin Griphook, "Take it down quickly and get out of here quickly. This place is really uncomfortable."

"As you wish, Mr. Black." Griphook bowed slightly.

He snapped his fingers, and the golden cup that was originally on the high stone platform floated steadily in front of Sirius.

Sirius grabbed the golden cup and handed it to Kyle again.

Then the two of them retreated to the open space outside and watched Griphook close the vault door again.

"I need to remind you again, Mr. Black."

After making sure the vault door was completely closed, Griphook turned around and said, "You will not be able to take anything out of this vault anymore."

"I know without you telling me." Sirius muttered, "If I could, I would never want to come to this place."

"That's good," said Griphook.

Perhaps because he had only taken an inconspicuous golden cup, he looked very happy now.

Then the three of them got back into the car and ran wildly in the passage.

Before Sirius could vomit, they were finally standing on the sunny street outside Gringotts.

"I don't understand why you would just take such a worthless little thing."

Sirius looked back, and after making sure that no goblins were following them, he could not help but ask, "There are quite a few truly valuable things in that vault, such as the crown, which was the work of a medieval alchemist master. It is very famous and has always been treated as a treasure by the Lestrange family. It is worth tens of thousands of Galleons."

"Tens of thousands of Galleons? That's certainly valuable, but..." Kyle patted the leather bag that held the golden cup, "Compared to this thing, it's far less valuable."

"Ah?" Sirius didn't care. "Isn't it just a golden cup? How much can it be worth?"

"Hufflepuff's gold cup," said Kyle. "It's on par with Slytherin's locket, don't you think?"

Sirius stopped abruptly and looked at Kyle in disbelief.

"Hufflepuff..." He called out subconsciously, but then he quickly reacted and shut his mouth immediately.

"You mean, Helga Hufflepuff?" He walked up to Kyle and asked quietly.

"Who else could it be?" Kyle said matter-of-factly.

"But……"

Sirius lowered his voice again, "Why is the Hufflepuff's gold cup in the Lestrange family vault? And how did you know about it? You can't have been here before."

"Of course not. I was only one year old when Bella was captured. It's impossible for me to have been here." Kyle said, "Yes... well, Hufflepuff himself told me. You should have heard about it from other professors. I have seen the Big Four before."

"this……"

Sirius looked a little bewildered.

He had indeed heard it; Lupin had told him.

But the problem is... the Big Four, figures from more than a thousand years ago, actually had face-to-face communication with Kyle? This was a bit too unbelievable. He had always thought it was just a rumor and had laughed at Lupin a lot.

"Have you actually met Helga Hufflepuff?" Sirius asked again.

"It is absolutely true," said Kell. "Professor Dumbledore can also testify to this."

Sirius's expression became even more confused, and he murmured to himself: "It's incredible..."

Looking at Sirius's expression, Kyle didn't explain anything further.

After all, he is the only one in the entire magical world who has met the Four Giants, so what he says is what counts.

Anyway, Helga Hufflepuff said where the golden cup was hidden. Don't believe it? Well, go confront her.

But just when he was about to reach the entrance, he was suddenly stopped by someone.

"Wait a moment."

Sirius caught up from behind.

Perhaps because he had seen Slytherin's locket before, he quickly accepted the fact that Kyle had got the gold cup again.

Moreover, things beyond his imagination have been happening one after another recently, so this is not a big deal.

"No need to rush back, we have five hours, come with me."

He started walking back with Kyle.

Kyle thought that he just wanted to buy something for Harry again, so he didn't refuse.

Today is a holiday and there are no classes in school, so it doesn’t matter if you stay outside for a while.

Soon, the two arrived at the door of Gringotts again, and then stopped opposite it, which was the entrance to Knockturn Alley.

"Are you going to buy something here?" Kyle asked puzzledly.

In addition to dark magic items, there are various things of unknown origin in Knockturn Alley. Could it be that Sirius wanted to give these to Harry?

If that's the case, then his heart is too big.

"Oh, what are you thinking about?" Sirius shook his head. "Even if I want to go shopping here, I can't bring you with me. This is not a place for students... I'm asking you to see that place. Look at that store!"

Sirius pointed forward.

Kyle looked over and found that it was a shop without any sign, the door was closed, and there was a layer of dust on the glass windows. It was obvious that it had been idle for a long time.

"What's wrong with this store?" Kyle whispered, "But it's really strange. It's right in front of Gringotts. How can such a good location be vacant all the time?"

"That's because I was locked up," said Sirius. "This was my uncle's shop, and he left it to me. When I went to the Gringotts vault to withdraw money some time ago, I found the magical deed here."

"I see." Kyle nodded.

This makes sense. Sirius, the owner of the shop, was imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years, so this place cannot be left empty.

"What do you think about me opening a store here?"

Sirius said longingly, "I have dreamed of this countless times... When Harry graduates, we will run a store together. We don't need to make much money, but we can be together every day."

"That's a good idea." Kyle nodded. "So what are you going to sell? Potions, herbs, or magic props..."

"Um... I haven't thought of it yet." Sirius's expression froze. "Maybe I can open a dessert shop and sell some ice cream, pudding, etc. I found out yesterday that Harry likes pudding very much."

"Are you sure?" Kyle subconsciously looked towards Florin's Cold Drink Shop, which was only two shops away.

That is the most famous cold drink shop in Diagon Alley. It has been open for more than a hundred years and has countless old customers. It can almost be said to be one of the most famous signature shops.

My goodness, selling ice cream here is probably not as simple as making less money. To be honest, it would be more economical to just stay at home and live off your savings.

"It's just an idea. Harry can choose what to sell." Sirius naturally saw Florin's Cold Drink Shop and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

"Or you can pack up the little gadgets you made before and sell them to us... I remember that your maps, badges and other things are very popular in Hogwarts."

"So you mean to say that you want to sell the products we make at Hogwarts?"

Kyle thought for a while and said, "That's fine. Although the sales of those things may not be so good after school, I won't lose money at all.

And I can make another batch of everything and send it to you. You can try it first, and if there is no problem, we can expand the scale.”

"No, no, no, some of it, not all of it," said Sirius. "After all, you have to keep something for your store, don't you? We just want to find something interesting to do, have something to display, and make a few Galleons a week."

"Why would I keep that thing?" Kyle said, "I don't have a store, so I'll just give it to you and save you the trouble."

"No, you do." Sirius shook his head, then pointed to an equally unused shop next door, "It will be yours from now on... well, it's my Christmas present to you."

(End of this chapter)