Chapter 105 – Inheritance
We were greeted with a neatly kept chamber as the door opened, parting in the middle and siding away, disappearing into the walls. The inside of the vault, on both sides, was filled with differently sized drawers, going from the bottom to the ceiling, so I had to tiptoe to reach the highest one.
Most of them were filled with different kinds of bundles I now recognized as muggle money. I couldn't tell what their worth was, but we may need it, so we began putting all of it into our holding bags. Reaching the highest-placed drawers, we also got ourselves gold. And I mean solid gold bars.
"Why?" I murmured, trying to figure it out, and our goblin escort answered, standing in the doorway, not stepping in, probably because of some kind of rule they had.
"Every country has different currencies. Muggle money is easy to keep around as it's paper and has multiple, high-tiered values. Wizarding money is different. Thus, gold bars are the perfect choice. We can exchange them for the local currency if you wish to do so."
"Thank you... but so far, we think it is fine." I answered with a smile and noticed a slight grimace on the goblin's face, but only for a moment. I knew they were greedy, so I am not surprised he would be happy to take our gold.
"He really thought about you, about us..." Quincy murmured as the amount of wealth we were putting into our bags was astronomical. Even I could realize that the muggle money alone must be worth a fortune as those banknotes had way too many stacks, no matter their country of origin. "We could go anywhere with this, especially in the muggle's world."
"Yeah... I know..." I answered with a sad smile, feeling my heart being squeezed.
"Conrad... look!" She exclaimed when opening the drawers on the opposite side, "What's this?"
Looking at the goblin, this time, he remained silent. That one refusal was enough to make him antagonistic against us, so I could no longer expect any help from him... typical. Taking it out of Quincy's hands, examining it, it was some... document.
"A deed?" I asked as she looked for more and found multiple similar ones with official-looking stamps.
"A few have magical seals, but many of them are muggle-looking. Wait... these are deeds for..."