Chapter 820 - Queen of Mystery? Ⅱ (2/2)

”Just a moment,” the shopkeeper began to say, before Mr. Vane and Mr. McLaggen each placed three very thick rolls of money causing the shopkeeper to feel the urge to pinch himself to verify it was not a dream.

”Will this be sufficient, shopkeeper?” Mr. McLaggen asked with an arched brow.

”That will more than suffice,” the shopkeeper weakly replied as the two wizards nodded their heads in approval.

The shopkeeper was two stunned over the rolls of money that he failed to notice the wands that emerged from the two women hand's that shrunk the boxes right in front of him for their husbands to pocket. In fact, an entire troop of elephants could suddenly have appeared on the street and the balding shopkeeper would have still been too stunned to notice the encounter.

”Good day, shopkeeper,” the two couples said as they made their way to the door.

”Wait, your change,” the balding shopkeeper feebly called out.

”It is merely change, there is no need to quibble,” Mr. Vane replied over his shoulder causing the book shop owner to choke again, before returning to gaze at the rolls of money. ”We shall see ourselves out shopkeeper.”

The stunned shopkeeper merely nods his head and watches the two couples depart from his book shop. The tinkling of the bell at the door ceases to ring leaving the bookstore empty once more. Uncertain as if he is dreaming, he pats his face roughly, before pinching his cheeks. He winces, but he is certain that he is not dreaming.

The balding shopkeeper's eyes return to the wads of money on the counter. With trembling hands, the shopkeeper carefully unrolls the rolls of pounds. He does not even commence to count them but rather checks them to ensure that they are not counterfeits!

The shopkeeper carefully inspects every single pound but finds no sign of counterfeits. Letting out a soft sigh, he licks his sudden dry lips. He now needed to count the pounds.

The balding shopkeeper's hands tremble as he counts the pounds one by one. The more he counts the more his eyes fill with awe and shock. The total sum was not hundreds of pounds but rather thousands! It was roughly five to six months of sales during his best months! He numbly puts the money away and slumps down to the floor. He didn't know if it was a dream or not, but he was grateful to the method actor's generosity. Wait, were they really method actors? Actors usually couldn't throw around that type of money! The shopkeeper was left to his deliberations for the rest of the afternoon.

The poor balding bookstore owner did not know what his actions had done that day. The Vane and McLaggen couple in the following days spread the word to their friends and ȧssociates. As it turns out, a great deal of witches and wizards were interested in reading such dramatic plot novels. It was the dawn of Agatha Christie in the wizarding world and she quickly became a household staple.

As a result, Flourish and Blotts swiftly took the initiative and paid a visit to the small bookstore via a squib ȧssociate. A Gringotts contract was made for the balding bookshop owner to provide a large selection of books each month to Flourish and Blotts. The very next day, Flourish and Blotts cleared out the blading bookshop owners' bookshelves before the Christmas rush.

The bookstore owner was over the moon not knowing that he had indirectly impacted the very fabric of wizarding society. Not only were pureblood interested in muggle literature but were subtly learning more about muggles. In this manner, muggles became less and less different to them and became far more relatable to them. It is often, the smallest of things that have the largest of impacts.