The following morning, he sends Bilby to buy another trunk since he was unwilling to attempt to make one himself yet. His only instruction being that he needs multiple compartments one, with an alert and counter-thieves ward. Anything other would be a waste since it will be absorbed and he already has done it with similar security.

Selecting the first option, he a.s.sists in fascination as the wood melt in the pouch, changing the fabric texture with wooden walls.

"Finally!"

-I was starting to think that you would need to evolve it to SSS rank before being able to do it, good for you buddy.-

"Thanks, CS, let get started."

Following his will, a blank window pop up, On the side of it were some option. First, he creates an arrival area. This area will lead to a different s.p.a.ce if he wants to personally enter the storage. While this s.p.a.ce was freely given, nothing could be stock here, everything leave-in will disappear once the entrance of the pouch was closed. He takes the maximum amount responsible for a room of twelve square meters and a two-meter high roof. The wall on each of his side when entering the s.p.a.ce where four-meter long with two doors each while the facing wall had a single one on his three-meter length.

He made the interior of the first third of the wall paneled with birch and a pastel blue. Simple acacia door was installed with a board made of silver, freely given by House black. All the material used was copied of his existing supplies and couldn"t be taken apart and added to the stock. On the left side, the board was engraved with "Woods" and "Ores" while the right bear "Rocks" and "Supplies". The last door was keeping for "Library". While time past inside like outside, stocking beverages and fruits, vegetables, and meat or prepared meal, his possible but everything would turn cold and rot if leave to long inside.

He was also able to customize the s.p.a.ce themselves. Selves appear everywhere, keeping every block and simple well organized as tags were carefully had. The supplies s.p.a.ce was a little different as it was divided in two, one wall for food and the rest for storing the diverse supplies. His pound also was transferred there in an open wooden box with "Pound" engraved in it, on it side a similar one divided in three was sporting "Galleon", "Sickle", and "Knut". With the new expansion, the s.p.a.ces were promoted to 100*32*5.

(I know it a little more but it was too nearest I was willing to calculate.)

"Should be good for now."

-You really want to keep food inside?-

"I will not be separated from my juice! I need my shoot okay."

It true, during the first week in he had visited the warehouse. While of respectable size on the outside, expansion enchantment has been abused inside alongside preservation charm, the result? What seems to be at least four centuries of stocks. Tons of cereals, crates upon crates of apples, pears, oranges, and more. He even found dried tea leaves! While it has been a sight to seen and had prepared him if the apocalypse were to break in the minute, the cellar was the wet dream of every connoisseur. Thousands upon thousands of alcoholic beverages of all types. He nearly faint when he sees that tag has been added, showing wine, scotch, and similar delicacies creation dates. The more he was walking in and the larger the decades were raising. When he sees century-old drinks and that he wasn"t near to reach the end he has finally given up and faint. Waking an hour later and with the support of Bilby, he has confirmed that the elves had taken their job like the order of the maker. He was surely the only possessor drinkable millennium olds beverages in the entire world. Not only they were mundane drink but who know-how, his ancestor have made their hand on goblins, centaurs, elven and dwarves recipes. The stock of those having skyrockets in the last three centuries could only mean a single thing.

"My ancestors where drunkards."

He hadn" dare to touch a single one of the bottles but have made the elves do something about the pilling surplus. While alcohol was out juice wasn"t and fruits grow in a magically rich Environnement give an exceptionally sweet and nutritious result. So after a few tries, he came up with different mixed juice. After crafting a bottle in 33, 50, and one liter, he leaves the exited elves to produce them. In only a week he has already thousands of each bottle ready for consumption.

A good part of the grains has been introduced to the mundane market while his stock was slowly decreasing, he had to have Gringotts open for him a muggle account and transfers the fund in Galleon to a different vault that was emptied every two days by elves and add to the one in the territory.

"I need to go to Gringotts and leave them a gift, I don"t think they will appreciate that I drain slowly the world of his gold."

-A long as you keep an account open their I think they won"t make things difficult but a gift will be good I think. this way you can also make an approximation of the value of the cellar.-

"Bilby, could you go and fetch me a crate of twelve bottles of goblins ale in the hundred sections and other in the fifty ones?"

"It should be old enough I think?"

-For who, the last I think I know but the first?-

"The goblin ruler, I don"t want Headcrusher being accused of bribe, so gifting one for him should be enough."

Once Bilby had returned, he was directly sent to Headcrusher with a note from Alex. While gone, he had started to absorb the newly created book to further nourish his data bank. After another week, the time of absorption had been stabilized, his base of data used to comprehend further text. During that time, he had also absorbed a lot of bird feathers, reducing the centuries long-timer by decades every day and was still decreasing as magical creature parts were a.n.a.lyzed.

Two days after sending his elf, Alex had received his first owl mail, the letter coming from the hand of the goblin nation itself, thanking him for his generous gift and willingness to keep agreeable relationship with the goblin, he even receives a trade contract for the ale. At first, he was fearing a large amount but they were willing to purchase until it didn"t surpa.s.s a six-decade, higher, those bottles would be too valuable. For them, the goblin nation was willing to pay the corresponding age in Galleon per bottle and ten crates every year for the sixty to ten years. Being bottles of an Imperial Galleon, (4.5l) the ale could be sold for 13 Galleon and 5 Sickle per liter for the oldest! Seeing that it was only 112 bottles he immediately signs the goblin contract.

-d.a.m.n, I didn"t think they would pay that much, how do you think they would react if you send them a two hundred one?-

"I don"t know and don"t want to found, I would not stay here hundreds of years, there no need to create such a fuze over a contract that would end in few years, at most it will be seven years, after that, I won"t have contact with them anymore if they become dependant and learn that I will leave, I don" want to found their reaction, they are still a warrior race and this contract will bring me an additional 23,520Galleon per year, that more than 100,000 pounds. It may be nothing but imagine a single crate of a hundred-year-old? Alone it would be at least half this! It too much, it not good to attract attention, I don"t know if the wizard has access to the amount one possesses and earn but if it is known I will pay taxes and the ministry will try to milk all it worth, that why I transfer the gold here, not know and will never."

After this, another peaceful week past, a great number of houses have been trans.m.u.ted and I had made a great discovery. I was able to turn Parslemouth into a runic language. Not wanting to go further than simple rune, I made another wooden trunk for school with a four rune cl.u.s.ter of "unbreakable", "feather-light", "expansion" and "shrinking" rune inscribe on every wall of it. Units for clothes, books, writing supplies, potions ingredient with an odorless rune inscribed on, is astronomy telescope and potions material (cauldron and filial) in order to keep it tidy and practical. Everything else would be secure in storage. As expected, I have returned to the creep" shop and was the new owner of a thirteen inch, acacia and dragon heartstring, supple. Without having tried the other before I know that this one was already more in tune with me, giving me the near-cert.i.tude that I have been coerced to take it to match the prophecy with a matching wand with Tommy boy. It now the first of September, Bilby has fetched my train ticket and will bring me to the station in a few minutes. I have Skadi with me, Kione will join tonight. I will not make a cage, and leave her in for eight hours, or take her with me for her to fly there when it would be only a couple of minutes fly for her from here.