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A plump woman outside an Apothecary \nwas shaking her head as they passed, saying, \n“Dragon liver, sixteen Sickles an ounce, they’re mad.” \nA low, soft hooting came from a dark shop with a sign \nsaying Eeylops Owl Emporium — Tawny, Screech, \nBarn, Brown, and Snowy. Several boys of about \nHarry’s age had their noses pressed against a window \nwith broomsticks in it. “Look,” Harry heard one of \nthem sa","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Dragon Liver\",0,16,0\n\"Broomsticks\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[111765,112368],"snippet":" a small door in the passage wall, Hagrid \ngot out and had to lean against the wall to stop his \nknees from trembling. \nGriphook unlocked the door. A lot of green smoke \ncame billowing out, and as it cleared, Harry gasped. \nInside were mounds of gold coins. Columns of silver. \nHeaps of little bronze Knuts. \n“All yours,” smiled Hagrid. \nAll Harry’s — it was incredible. The Dursleys couldn’t \nhave known about this or they’d have had it from him \nfaster than blinking. How often had they complained \nhow much Harry cost them to keep? And all the time \nthere had been a small fortune belonging ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Coins\",0,0,0\n\"Silver\",0,0,0\n\"Bronze Knuts\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[112176,112878],"snippet":"own about this or they’d have had it from him \nfaster than blinking. How often had they complained \nhow much Harry cost them to keep? And all the time \nthere had been a small fortune belonging to him, \nburied deep under London. \nHagrid helped Harry pile some of it into a bag. \n“The gold ones are Galleons,” he explained. \n“Seventeen silver Sickles to a Galleon and twenty-nine \nKnuts to a Sickle, it’s easy enough. Right, that should \nbe enough fer a couple o’ terms, we’ll keep the rest \nsafe for yeh.” He turned to Griphook. “Vault seven \nhundred and thirteen now, please, and can we go \nmore slowly?” \n“One speed only,” said Griphook. \nThey were going even deeper now and gathe","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Galleons\",17,0,0\n\"Sickles\",0,29,0"},{"snippet_range":[114074,114680],"snippet":"ernal cart, and don’t talk to \nme on the way back, it’s best if I keep me mouth \nshut,” said Hagrid. \nOne wild cart ride later they stood blinking in the \nsunlight outside Gringotts. Harry didn’t know where \nto run first now that he had a bag full of money. He \ndidn’t have to know how many Galleons there were to \na pound to know that he was holding more money \nthan he’d had in his whole life — more money than \neven Dudley had ever had. \n\n“Might as well get yer uniform,” said Hagrid, nodding \ntoward Madam Malkin’s Robes for All Occasions. \n“Listen, Harry, would yeh mind if I slippe","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Uniform\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[121338,122005],"snippet":"rbs, dried roots, and bright powders \nlined the walls; bundles of feathers, strings of fangs, \nand snarled claws hung from the ceiling. While \nHagrid asked the man behind the counter for a \nsupply of some basic potion ingredients for Harry, \nHarry himself examined silver unicorn horns at \ntwenty-one Galleons each and minuscule, glittery- \nblack beetle eyes (five Knuts a scoop). \n\nOutside the Apothecary, Hagrid checked Harry’s list \nagain. \n“Just yer wand left — oh yeah, an’ I still haven’t got \nyeh a birthday present.” \nHarry felt himself go red. \n“You don’t have to — ” \n“I know I don’t have to. Tell yeh what, I’ll get yer \nanimal. Not ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Silver Unicorn Horn\",21,0,0\n\"Glittery-Black Beetle Eyes\",0,0,5"},{"snippet_range":[128870,129476],"snippet":"e things happen. The wand chooses the \nwizard, remember. ... I think we must expect great \nthings from you, Mr. Potter. ... After all, He-Who- \nMust-Not-Be-Named did great things — terrible, yes, \nbut great.” \nHarry shivered. He wasn’t sure he liked Mr. \nOllivander too much. He paid seven gold Galleons for \nhis wand, and Mr. Ollivander bowed them from his \nshop. \nThe late afternoon sun hung low in the sky as Harry \nand Hagrid made their way back down Diagon Alley, \nback through the wall, back through the Leaky \nCauldron, now empty. Harry didn’t speak at all as \nthey walked down the road; he did","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Wand\",7,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[151134,151762],"snippet":"re Bertie Bott’s \nEvery Flavor Beans, Drooble’s Best Blowing Gum, \nChocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pasties, Cauldron Cakes, \nLicorice Wands, and a number of other strange things \nHarry had never seen in his life. Not wanting to miss \nanything, he got some of everything and paid the \nwoman eleven silver Sickles and seven bronze Knuts. \nRon stared as Harry brought it all back in to the \ncompartment and tipped it onto an empty seat. \n“Hungry, are you?” \n\n“Starving,” said Harry, taking a large bite out of a \npumpkin pasty. \nRon had taken out a lumpy package and unwrapped \nit. There were four sandwiches inside. He pulled on","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Every Flavor Beans\",0,11,7\n\"Drooble's Best Blowing Gum\",0,11,7\n\"Chocolate Frogs\",0,11,"},{"snippet_range":[304047,304652],"snippet":"’s hat and several \nlive, white mice. Up at the High Table, Dumbledore \nhad swapped his pointed wizard’s hat for a flowered \nbonnet, and was chuckling merrily at a joke Professor \nFlitwick had just read him. \nFlaming Christmas puddings followed the turkey. \nPercy nearly broke his teeth on a silver Sickle \nembedded in his slice. Harry watched Hagrid getting \nredder and redder in the face as he called for more \nwine, finally kissing Professor McGonagall on the \ncheek, who, to Harry’s amazement, giggled and \nblushed, her top hat lopsided. \nWhen Harry finally left the table, he was laden down \nwith a ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Silver Sickle\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[531423,532049],"snippet":"ooks! And Ginny needs robes and a \nwand and everything. ...” \n\nHarry said nothing. He felt a bit awkward. Stored in \nan underground vault at Gringotts in London was a \nsmall fortune that his parents had left him. Of course, \nit was only in the wizarding world that he had money; \nyou couldn’t use Galleons, Sickles, and Knuts in \nMuggle shops. He had never mentioned his Gringotts \nbank account to the Dursleys; he didn’t think their \nhorror of anything connected with magic would \nstretch to a large pile of gold. \nMrs. Weasley woke them all early the following \nWednesday. After a quick half a dozen bacon \nsandwiches eac","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Bacon Sandwich\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[548120,548761],"snippet":"all, goblin- \ndriven carts that sped along minature train tracks \nthrough the bank’s underground tunnels. Harry \nenjoyed the breakneck journey down to the Weasleys’ \n\nvault, but felt dreadful, far worse than he had in \nKnock- turn Alley, when it was opened. There was a \nvery small pile of silver Sickles inside, and just one \ngold Galleon. Mrs. Weasley felt right into the corners \nbefore sweeping the whole lot into her bag. Harry felt \neven worse when they reached his vault. He tried to \nblock the contents from view as he hastily shoved \nhandfuls of coins into a leather bag. \nBack outside on the marble steps, they all separated. \nPer","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Weasleys' Vault\",1,0,0\n\"Harry's Vault\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[801920,802526],"snippet":"Harry saw Ron's eyes widen in shock. He read the \nclipping quickly, gave a very forced laugh, and \nhanded it to Harry. \nIt had been clipped out of the Daily Prophet, and it \nsaid: \nINQUIRY AT THE MINISTRY OF MAGIC \nArthur Weasley, Head of the Misuse of Muggle \nArtifacts Office, was today fined fifty Galleons for \nbewitching a Muggle car. \nMr. Lucius Malfoy, a governor of Hogwarts School of \nWitchcraft and Wizardry, where the enchanted car \ncrashed earlier this year, called today for Mr. \nWeasley’s resignation. \n“Weasley has brought the Ministry into disrepute,” \nMr. Malfoy told our reporter. “H","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Daily Prophet\",0,0,0\n\"Arthur Weasley\",50,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[870376,870982],"snippet":"ather you’re the best teacher here, sir \nSnape smirked as he swept off around the dungeon, \nfortunately not spotting Seamus Finnigan, who was \npretending to vomit into his cauldron. \n“I’m quite surprised the Mudbloods haven’t all packed \ntheir bags by now,” Malfoy went on. “Bet you five \nGalleons the next one dies. Pity it wasn’t Granger — ” \nThe bell rang at that moment, which was lucky; at \nMalfoy’s last words, Ron had leapt off his stool, and in \nthe scramble to collect bags and books, his attempts \nto reach Malfoy went unnoticed. \n“Let me at him,” Ron growled as Harry and De","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Bet\",5,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[996647,997253],"snippet":"se the people in \nthe black-and-white picture were moving. Harry \npicked up the clipping, smoothed it out, and read: \nMINISTRY OF MAGIC EMPLOYEE \nSCOOPS GRAND PRIZE \nArthur Weasley, Head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts \nOffice at the Ministry of Magic, has won the annual \nDaily Prophet Grand Prize Galleon Draw. \nA delighted Mr. Weasley told the Daily Prophet, “We \nwill be spending the gold on a summer holiday in \nEgypt, where our eldest son, Bill, works as a curse \nbreaker for Gringotts Wizarding Bank. ” \nThe Weasley family will be spending a month in \nEgypt, returning for the start of the new sc","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Grand Prize Galleon Draw\",1,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[998292,998898],"snippet":"’t believe the curses those \nold Egyptian wizards put on them. Mum wouldn’t let \nGinny come in the last one. There were all these \nmutant skeletons in there, of Muggles who’d broken in \nand grown extra heads and stuff. \nI couldn’t believe it when Dad won the Daily Prophet \nDraw. Seven hundred galleons! Most of it’s gone on \nthis trip, but they’re going to buy me a new wand for \nnext year. \nHarry remembered only too well the occasion when \nRon’s old wand had snapped. It had happened when \n\nthe car the two of them had been flying to Hogwarts \nhad crashed into a tree on the school grounds. \nW","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"New Wand\",0,0,0\n\"Daily Prophet Draw\",700,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[1036107,1036712],"snippet":"dly, “anywhere you like, long’s \nit’s on land. Can’t do nuffink underwater. ’Ere,” he \nsaid, looking suspicious again, “you did flag us down, \ndincha? Stuck out your wand ’and, dincha?” \n“Yes,” said Harry quickly. “Listen, how much would it \nbe to get to London?” \n“Eleven Sickles,” said Stan, “but for firteen you get ’ot \nchocolate, and for fifteen you get an ’ot water bottle \nan’ a toofbrush in the color of your choice.” \nHarry rummaged once more in his trunk, extracted \nhis money bag, and shoved some gold into Stan’s \nhand. 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He had to \nkeep reminding himself that he had five years to go at \nHogwarts, and how it would feel to ask the Dursleys \nfor money for spellbooks, to stop himself from buying \na handsome set ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Ice Cream\",0,0,3\n\"Spellbooks\",0,0,9"},{"snippet_range":[1069489,1070095],"snippet":" You already know all \nabout Muggles!” \n“But it’ll be fascinating to study them from the \nwizarding point of view,” said Hermione earnestly. \n“Are you planning to eat or sleep at all this year, \nHermione?” asked Harry, while Ron sniggered. \nHermione ignored them. \n“I’ve still got ten Galleons,” she said, checking her \npurse. “It’s my birthday in September, and Mum and \nDad gave me some money to get myself an early \nbirthday present.” \n\n“How about a nice book?” said Ron innocently. \n“No, I don’t think so,” said Hermione composedly. “I \nreally want an owl. 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Yes, I’m \ncoming, Penny!” And he bustled off to join her in a \npiece of toast. \n“Sure you can manage that broom, Potter?” said a \ncold, drawling voice. \nDraco Malfoy had arrived for a closer look, Crabbe \nand Goyle right behind him. \n“Yeah, reckon so,” said Harry casually. \n“Got plen","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Nimbus\",0,0,0\n\"Firebolt\",0,0,0\n\"Bet\",10,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[1385683,1386289],"snippet":"\nlooked up to see a gaggle of Gryffindor supporters \nsprinting onto the field, Ron in the lead. Before he \nknew it, he had been engulfed by the cheering crowd. \n“Yes!” Ron yelled, yanking Harry’s arm into the air. \n“Yes! Yes!” \n“Well done, Harry!” said Percy, looking delighted. “Ten \nGalleons to me! Must find Penelope, excuse me — ” \n“Good for you, Harry!” roared Seamus Finnigan. \n\n“Ruddy brilliant!” boomed Hagrid over the heads of \nthe milling Gryffindors. \n“That was quite some Patronus,” said a voice in \nHarry’s ear. \nHarry turned around to see Professor Lupin, who \n","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Ten Galleons\",10,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[1762732,1763338],"snippet":"\n“Not too bad,” said Mr. Weasley. “We live just on the \nother side of the village there. You?” \n“Had to get up at two, didn’t we, Ced? I tell you, I’ll be \nglad when he’s got his Apparition test. Still ... not \ncomplaining ... Quidditch World Cup, wouldn’t miss it \nfor a sackful of Galleons — and the tickets cost about \nthat. Mind you, looks like I got off easy. ...” Amos \nDiggory peered good-naturedly around at the three \nWeasley boys, Harry, Hermione, and Ginny. “All these \nyours, Arthur?” \n“Oh no, only the redheads,” said Mr. Weasley, \npointing out his children. “This","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Quidditch World Cup Tickets\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[1788522,1789448],"snippet":"tting me Bulgaria will \nscore first — I offered him nice odds, considering \nIreland’s front three are the strongest I’ve seen in \nyears — and little Agatha Timms has put up half \nshares in her eel farm on a week-long match.” \n“Oh ... go on then,” said Mr. Weasley. “Let’s see ... a \nGalleon on Ireland to win?” \n“A Galleon?” Ludo Bagman looked slightly \ndisappointed, but recovered himself. “Very well, very \nwell . . . any other takers?” \n“They’re a bit young to be gambling,” said Mr. \nWeasley. “Molly wouldn’t like — ” \n“Well bet thirty-seven Galleons, fifteen Sickles, three \nKnuts,” said Fred as he and George quickly pooled all \n\nHarry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - J.K. 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Your \nmother — ” \n“Don’t be a spoilsport, Arthur!” boomed Ludo \nBagman, rattling his pockets excitedly. “Th","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Rubber Chicken\",5,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[1789997,1790603],"snippet":"n’t be a spoilsport, Arthur!” boomed Ludo \nBagman, rattling his pockets excitedly. “They’re old \nenough to know what they want! You reckon Ireland \nwill win but Krum ’ll get the Snitch? Not a chance, \nboys, not a chance. ... I’ll give you excellent odds on \nthat one. ... We’ll add five Galleons for the funny \nwand, then, shall we. ...” \nMr. Weasley looked on helplessly as Ludo Bagman \nwhipped out a notebook and quill and began jotting \ndown the twins’ names. \n“Cheers,” said George, taking the slip of parchment \nBagman handed him and tucking it away carefully. \nBagman turned most c","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Bet on Ireland winning\",0,0,5\n\"Bet on Krum catching the Snitch\",0,0,5"},{"snippet_range":[1797886,1798492],"snippet":"h with what looked like brass \nbinoculars, except that they were covered with all \nsorts of weird knobs and dials. \n“Omnioculars,” said the saleswizard eagerly. “You can \nreplay action . . . slow everything down . . . and they \nflash up a play-by-play breakdown if you need it. \nBargain — ten Galleons each.” \n\nHarry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - J.K. 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An impartial judge will decide \nwhich students are most worthy to compete for the \nTriwizard Cup, the glory of their school, and a \nthousand Galleons personal prize money.” \n“I’m going for it!” Fred Weasley hissed down the table, \nhis face lit with enthusiasm at the prospect of such \nglory and riches. He was not the only person who \nseemed to be visualizing himself as the Hogwarts \nchampion. At every House table, Harry could see \npeople ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Triwizard Cup\",1000,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[1951609,1952313],"snippet":" up and glaring at Dumbledore. “We’re \nseventeen in April, why can’t we have a shot?” \n“They’re not stopping me entering,” said Fred \nstubbornly, also scowling at the top table. “The \nchampions’ll get to do all sorts of stuff you’d never be \nallowed to do normally. And a thousand Galleons \nprize money!” \n“Yeah,” said Ron, a faraway look on his face. “Yeah, a \nthousand Galleons ...” \n“Come on,” said Hermione, “we’ll be the only ones left \nhere if you don’t move.” \n\nHarry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - J.K. Rowling \nHarry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George set off for \nthe entrance hall, Fred and George debating the ways \nin which Dumbledore might stop those w","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Shot\",0,0,0\n\"Prize Money\",1000,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[2008296,2008901],"snippet":"aw about non-wand use, and \ntrying to get an elf into the Department for the \nRegulation and Control of Magical Creatures, because \nthey’re shockingly underrepresented.” \n“And how do we do all this?” Harry asked. \n“We start by recruiting members,” said Hermione \nhappily. “I thought two Sickles to join — that buys a \nbadge — and the proceeds can fund our leaflet \ncampaign. You’re treasurer, Ron — I’ve got you a \ncollecting tin upstairs — and Harry, you’re secretary, \nso you might want to write down everything I’m \nsaying now, as a record of our first meeting.” \nThere was","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Membership\",0,2,0\n\"Leaflet Campaign\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[2029491,2030179],"snippet":"t we are all colluding in the \noppression of a hundred slaves!” \nHarry shook his head and applied himself to his \nscrambled eggs. His and Ron’s lack of enthusiasm \nhad done nothing whatsoever to curb Hermione ’s \ndetermination to pursue justice for house-elves. True, \nboth of them had paid two Sickles for a S.P.E.W. \nbadge, but they had only done it to keep her quiet. \nTheir Sickles had been wasted, however; if anything, \nthey seemed to have made Hermione more vociferous. \nShe had been badgering Harry and Ron ever since, \nfirst to wear the badges, then to persuade others to do \nthe same, and she had also taken to rattling around \nthe Gryffindor common room every evening, corne","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"S.P.E.W. Badge\",0,2,0"},{"snippet_range":[2063825,2064431],"snippet":"st taken it.” \n“What?” said Ron. \n“The Aging Potion, dung brains,” said Fred. \n\nHarry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - J.K. 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A thousand Galleons \nin prize money — zis is a chance many would die for!” \n“Maybe someone’s hoping Potter is going to die for it,” \nsaid Moody, with the merest trace of a growl. \n\nAn extremely tense silence followed these words. Ludo \nBagman, who was looking very anxious indeed, \nbounced nervously up and do","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Prize Money\",1000,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[2108145,2108751],"snippet":" me the truth,” he \nsaid. “If you don’t want everyone else to know, fine, \nbut I don’t know why you’re bothering to lie, you \ndidn’t get into trouble for it, did you? That friend of \nthe Fat Lady’s, that Violet, she’s already told us all \n\nDumbledore’s letting you enter. A thousand Galleons \nprize money, eh? And you don’t have to do end-of- \nyear tests either. ...” \n“I didn’t put my name in that goblet!” said Harry, \nstarting to feel angry. \n“Yeah, okay,” said Ron, in exactly the same sceptical \ntone as Cedric. “Only you said this morning you’d \nhave done it last nig","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Goblet of Fire entry fee\",1000,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[2239304,2239909],"snippet":"— it was the custard creams we \nhexed — ” \nWithin a minute, however, Neville had molted, and \nonce his feathers had fallen off, he reappeared looking \nentirely normal. He even joined in laughing. \n“Canary Creams!” Fred shouted to the excitable \ncrowd. “George and I invented them — seven Sickles \neach, a bargain!” \n\nIt was nearly one in the morning when Harry finally \nwent up to the dormitory with Ron, Neville, Seamus, \nand Dean. 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A gang of them \ncornered him in the woods after the World Cup and \ntook all the gold he had, and it still wasn’t enough to \ncover all his debts. They followed him all the way to \nHogwarts to keep an eye on him. He’s lost everything \ngambling. Hasn’t got two Galleons to rub together. \nAnd you know how the idiot tried to pay the goblins \nback?” \n“How?” said Harry. \n“He put a bet on you, mate,” said Fred. “Put a big bet \non you to win the tournament. Bet against the \ngoblins.” \n“So that’s why he kept trying to help me win!” said \nHarry. “Wel","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Bet on Harry\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[2831786,2832392],"snippet":"ld do with a few laughs. We could all \n\nHarry Potter and the Goblet of Fire - J.K. Rowling \ndo with a few laughs. I’ve got a feeling we’re going to \nneed them more than usual before long.” \n“Harry,” said George weakly, weighing the money bag \nin his hands, “there’s got to be a thousand Galleons \nin here.” \n“Yeah,” said Harry, grinning. “Think how many \nCanary Creams that is.” \nThe twins stared at him. \n“Just don’t tell your mum where you got it ... \nalthough she might not be so keen for you to join the \nMinistry anymore, come to think of it. ...” \n“Harry,” Fred began, ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Canary Creams\",1000,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[2936747,2937352],"snippet":"ke a silver \ncigarette lighter into the air and clicking it. \nThe nearest streetlamp went out with a pop. He \nclicked the un-lighter again; the next lamp went out. \nHe kept clicking until every lamp in the square was \nextinguished and the only light in the square came \nfrom curtained windows and the sickle moon \noverhead. \n“Borrowed it from Dumbledore,” growled Moody, \npocketing the Put-Outer. “That’ll take care of any \nMuggles looking out of the window, see? Now, come \non, quick.” \nHe took Harry by the arm and led him from the patch \nof grass, across the road, and onto the pavement. \nLupin ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Put-Outer\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[2954926,2955532],"snippet":"u.” \n“You two passed your Apparation tests, then?” asked \nHarry grumpily. \n“With distinction,” said Fred, who was holding what \nlooked like a piece of very long, flesh-colored string. \n“It would have taken you about thirty seconds longer \nto walk down the stairs,” said Ron. \n“Time is Galleons, little brother,” said Fred. “Anyway, \nHarry, you’re interfering with reception. Extendable \nEars,” he added in response to Harry’s raised \neyebrows, holding up the string, which Harry now \nsaw was trailing out onto the landing. “We’re trying to \nhear what’s going on downstairs.” ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Extendable Ears\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[3002090,3002696],"snippet":"’re telling people, aren’t you?” said Harry, \nlooking around at Mr. Weasley, Sirius, Bill, \nMundungus, Lupin, and Tonks. “You’re letting people \nknow he’s back?” \nThey all smiled humorlessly. \n“Well, as everyone thinks I’m a mad mass murderer \nand the Ministry’s put a ten-thousand-Galleon price \non my head, I can hardly stroll up the street and start \nhanding out leaflets, can I?” said Sirius restlessly. \n“And I’m not a very popular dinner guest with most of \nthe community,” said Lupin. “It’s an occupational \nhazard of being a werewolf.” \n“Tonks and Arthur would lose ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Price on Harry's head\",10,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[3020032,3020638],"snippet":"the Daily Prophet last week.” \n“All thanks to you, mate,” said George. “But don’t \nworry ... Mum hasn’t got a clue. She won’t read the \nDaily Prophet anymore, ’cause of it telling lies about \nyou and Dumbledore.” \nHarry grinned. He had forced the Weasley twins to \ntake the thousand-Galleon prize money he had won \nin the Triwizard Tournament to help them realize \ntheir ambition to open a joke shop, but he was still \nglad to know that his part in furthering their plans \nwas unknown to Mrs. Weasley, who did not think that \nrunning a joke shop was a suitable career for two of \nher sons. \n","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Triwizard Tournament Prize Money\",1000,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[3060181,3061085],"snippet":"l. \n“This way,” said Mr. Weasley. \nThey joined the throng, wending their way between \nthe Ministry workers, some of whom were carrying \ntottering piles of parchment, others battered \nbriefcases, still others reading the Daily Prophet as \nthey walked. 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With a grin at the thought \nof what Hermione would say if she could see the \nstatue of the elf, Harry turned his money bag upside \ndown and emptied not just ten Galleons, but the \nwhole contents into the pool at the statues’ feet. \n“I knew it!” yelled Ron, punching the air. “You always \nget away with stuff!” \n“They were bound to clear you,” said Hermione, who \nhad looked positively faint with anxiety when Harry \nhad entered the kitchen and was now hol","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Whole Contents of Money Bag\",10,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[3138894,3139828],"snippet":"int rattling noise was \ncoming from them, even though they were completely \nstationary. \n“Venomous Tentacula seeds,” said George. “We need \nthem for the Skiving Snackboxes but they’re a Class \nC Non-Tradeable Substance so we’ve been having a \nbit of trouble getting hold of them.” \n“Ten Galleons the lot, then, Dung?” said Fred. \n“Wiv all the trouble I went to to get ’em?” said \nMundungus, his saggy, bloodshot eyes stretching \neven wider. “I’m sorry, lads, but I’m not taking a Knut \nunder twenty.” \n“Dung likes his little joke,” Fred said to Harry. \n\n“Yeah, his best one so far has been six Sickles for a \nbag of knarl quills,” said George. \n“Be careful,” Harry warned them quietly. \n“What?” said Fred. “Mum’s busy cooing over Prefect \nRon, we’re okay.” \n“But Moody could have his eye on you,” Harry pointed \nout. \nMundungus looked nervously over his shoulder. \n“Good point,","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Venomous Tentacula Seeds\",10,0,0\n\"Bag of Knarl Quills\",0,6,0"},{"snippet_range":[3225296,3225902],"snippet":"?” asked Hermione five minutes \nlater, catching up with Harry and Ron halfway across \nthe common room as they all headed toward \n\nbreakfast. “You look absolutely — oh for heaven’s \nsake.” \nShe was staring at the common room notice board, \nwhere a large new sign had been put up. \nGALLONS OF GALLEONS! \nPocket money failing to keep pace with your \noutgoings? \nLike to earn a little extra gold? \nContact Fred and George Weasley, \nGryffindor common room, \nfor simple, part-time, virtually painless jobs \n(WE REGRET THAT ALL WORK IS UNDERTAKEN AT \nAPPLICANT’S OWN RISK) \n“They are the limit,” said","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Pocket Money\",0,0,0\n\"Contact Fred and George Weasley\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[3231216,3231819],"snippet":"ell him after only \ntwenty-four hours apart. Hermione, however, had to \nmove her orange juice aside quickly to make way for a \nlarge damp barn owl bearing a sodden Daily Prophet \nin its beak. \n“What are you still getting that for?” said Harry \nirritably, thinking of Seamus, as Hermione placed a \nKnut in the leather pouch on the owl’s leg and it took \noff again. “I’m not bothering ... load of rubbish.” \n“It’s best to know what the enemy are saying,” said \nHermione darkly, and she unfurled the newspaper \nand disappeared behind it, not emerging until Harry \nand Ron had finished eating","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Daily Prophet\",0,0,1"},{"snippet_range":[3236314,3236920],"snippet":"o Ron. “ ‘Ask us no questions ...’ Does that \nmean they’ve already got some gold to start a joke \nshop?” \n“You know, I’ve been wondering about that,” said \nRon, his brow furrowed. “They bought me a new set of \ndress robes this summer, and I couldn’t understand \nwhere they got the Galleons...” \nHarry decided it was time to steer the conversation \nout of these dangerous waters. \n“D’you reckon it’s true this year’s going to be really \ntough? 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He was tall and thin and \nlooked vaguely familiar to Harry. \n“What?” he grunted. \n“Three butterbeers, please,” said Hermione. \nThe man reached beneath the counter and pulled up \nthree very dusty, very dirty bottles, which he \nslammed on the bar. \n“Six Sickles,” he said. \n“I’ll get them,” said Harry quickly, passing over the \nsilver. The barman’s eyes traveled over Harry, resting \nfor a fraction of a second on his scar. 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She gave the delivery owl a Knut and \nunfolded the newspaper eagerly while Harry helped \nhimself to orange juice; as he had only received one \nnote during the entire year he was sure, when the \nfirst owl landed with a thud in front of him, that it \nhad made a mistake. \n“Who ’re you after?” he asked it, languidly removing \nhis","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Daily Prophet\",0,0,1"},{"snippet_range":[3950339,3950964],"snippet":"re calmly. \n“Yes, shut up, Potter!” barked Fudge, who was still \nogling Dumbledore with a kind of horrified delight. \n“Well, well, well — I came here tonight expecting to \nexpel Potter and instead — ” \n“Instead you get to arrest me,” said Dumbledore, \nsmiling. “It’s like losing a Knut and finding a Galleon, \nisn’t it?” \n“Weasley!” cried Fudge, now positively quivering with \ndelight, “Weasley, have you written it all down, \neverything he’s said, his confession, have you got it?” \n“Yes, sir, I think so, sir!” said Percy eagerly, whose \nnose was splattered with ink from the speed of his","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Dumbledore's Arrest\",0,0,1"},{"snippet_range":[3977262,3977868],"snippet":"eys’ Wildfire Whiz-Bangs. Only thing \nis, we used our whole stock, we’re going to have to \nstart again from scratch now...” \n“It was worth it, though,” said Fred, who was taking \norders from clamoring Gryffindors. “If you want to \nadd your name to the waiting list, Hermione, it’s five \nGalleons for your Basic Blaze box and twenty for the \nDeflagration Deluxe...” \nHermione returned to the table where Harry and Ron \nwere sitting staring at their schoolbags as though \nhoping their homework might spring out of it and \nstart doing itself. \n“Oh, why don’t we have a night off?” said Herm","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Basic Blaze box\",5,0,0\n\"Deflagration Deluxe\",20,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4060988,4061594],"snippet":" now, they must have been planning this for \nages...” \n“Yeah, but that’s another thing, how did they get \npremises?” said Ron, hitting his teacup so hard with \nhis wand that its legs collapsed again and it lay \ntwitching before him. “It’s a bit dodgy, isn’t it? They’ll \nneed loads of Galleons to afford the rent on a place in \nDiagon Alley, she’ll want to know what they’ve been \nup to, to get their hands on that sort of gold...” \n\n“Well, yes, that occurred to me too,” said Hermione, \nallowing her teacup to jog in neat little circles around \nHarry’s, whose stubby little legs w","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Premises in Diagon Alley\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4113134,4113740],"snippet":"s. Harry \nand Ron were much tempted by the bottle of \nBaruffio’s Brain Elixir offered to them by Ravenclaw \nsixth year Eddie Carmichael, who swore it was solely \nresponsible for the nine “Outstanding” O.W.L.s he \nhad gained the previous summer and was offering the \nwhole pint for a mere twelve Galleons. Ron assured \nHarry he would reimburse him for his half the \nmoment he left Hogwarts and got a job, but before \nthey could close the deal, Hermione had confiscated \nthe bottle from Carmichael and poured the contents \ndown a toilet. \n“Hermione, we wanted to buy that!” shouted Ron. \n“Don’t be","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Baruffio's Brain Elixir\",12,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4168770,4169376],"snippet":"d through the portrait hole while they were \nstill arguing about how many black-market \nbutterbeers they would need and was climbing back \nout of it, the Invisibility Cloak and Sirius’s knife \nsecure in his bag, before they noticed he had left \nthem. \n\n“Harry, d’you want to chip in a couple of Galleons? \nHarold Dingle reckons he could sell us some \nfirewhisky...” \nBut Harry was already tearing away back along the \ncorridor, and a couple of minutes later was jumping \nthe last few stairs to join Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and \nLuna, who were huddled together at the end of \nUmbridge’s corridor. \n“G","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Invisibility Cloak\",0,0,0\n\"Sirius's knife\",0,0,0\n\"firewhisky\",2,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4546499,4547105],"snippet":" beside Harry as Mrs. Weasley set a bowl of soup \nin front of him too. \n“Thanks, Molly. It’s been a tough night. Some idiot’s \nstarted selling Metamorph-Medals. Just sling them \naround your neck and you’ll be able to change your \nappearance at will. A hundred thousand disguises, all \nfor ten Galleons!” \n“And what really happens when you put them on?” \n“Mostly you just turn a fairly unpleasant orange color, \nbut a couple of people have also sprouted tentaclelike \nwarts all over their bodies. As if St. Mungo’s didn’t \nhave enough to do already!” \n“It sounds like the sort of thing ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Metamorph-Medals\",10,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4561393,4561999],"snippet":" Fred and George’ve left it \nhere, it’s probably not ready for the joke shop yet, so \nbe careful.” \n“Your mum said the shop’s going well,” said Harry. \n“Said Fred and George have got a real flair for \nbusiness.” \n“That’s an understatement,” said Ron. “They’re raking \nin the Galleons! I can’t wait to see the place, we \nhaven’t been to Diagon Alley yet, because Mum says \nDad’s got to be there for extra security and he’s been \nreally busy at work, but it sounds excellent.” \n“And what about Percy?” asked Harry; the third- \neldest Weasley brother had fallen out with t","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Joke Shop\",0,0,0\n\"Diagon Alley\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4595369,4595975],"snippet":"we do fairly \nsteady business, they’re great novelties. ... Oh, here’s \nGeorge. ...” \nFred’s twin shook Harry’s hand energetically. \n\n“Giving him the tour? Come through the back, Harry, \nthat’s where we’re making the real money — pocket \nanything, you, and you’ll pay in more than GalleonsV’ \nhe added warningly to a small boy who hastily \nwhipped his hand out of the tub labeled EDIBLE \nDARK MARKS — THEY’LL MAKE ANYONE SICK! \nGeorge pushed back a curtain beside the Muggle \ntricks and Harry saw a darker, less crowded room. \nThe packaging on the products lining these shelves \nwas ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Edible Dark Marks\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4600609,4601503],"snippet":". Weasley-ish glare on her face \nthat Harry was surprised Fred didn’t recoil. \n“It’s none of your business. And I’ll thank you,” she \nadded angrily to Ron, who had just appeared at \nGeorge’s elbow, laden with merchandise, “not to tell \ntales about me to these two!” \n“That’s three Galleons, nine Sickles, and a Knut,” said \nFred, examining the many boxes in Ron’s arms. \n“Cough up.” \n“I’m your brother!” \n\n“And that’s our stuff you’re nicking. Three Galleons, \nnine Sickles. I’ll knock off the Knut.” \n“But I haven’t got three Galleons, nine Sickles!” \n“You’d better put it back then, and mind you put it on \nthe right shelves.” \nRon dropped several boxes, swore, and made a rude \nhand gesture at Fred that was unfortunately spotted \nby Mrs. Weasley, who had chosen that moment to \nappear. \n“If I see you do that again I’ll jinx your fin","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knut\n\"Many Boxes\",3,9,1"},{"snippet_range":[4608513,4609312],"snippet":"it?” Hermione said \nbrightly to Borgin, who did not answer, but cast her a \nsuspicious look. Humming cheerily, Hermione strolled \nthrough the jumble of objects on display. \n“Is this necklace for sale?” she asked, pausing beside \na glass-fronted case. \n“If you’ve got one and a half thousand Galleons,” said \nMr. Borgin coldly. \n“Oh — er — no, I haven’t got quite that much,” said \nHermione, walking on. “And ... what about this lovely \n— um — skull?” \n\n“Sixteen Galleons.” \n“So it’s for sale, then? It isn’t being ... kept for \nanyone?” \nMr. Borgin squinted at her. Harry had the nasty \nfeeling he knew exactly what Hermione was up to. \nApparently Hermione felt she had been rumbled too \nbecause she suddenly threw caution to the winds. \n“The thing is, that ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Necklace\",1,500,0\n\"Skull\",16,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4756628,4757234],"snippet":"ndalized). 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Happy \nto get ten Galleons for it. Best bargain we ever made!” \nDumbledore gave the Pensieve an extra-vigorous \nshake and Caractacus Burke descended back into the \nswirling mass of memory from whence he had come. \n“He only gave her ten Galleons?” said Harry \nindignantly. \n“Caractacus Burke was not famed for his generosity,” \nsaid Dumbledore. “So we know that, near the end of \nher pregnancy, Merope was alone in London and in \ndesperate need of gold, desperate enough to sell her \none and only valuable possession, the locket that was","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Merlin's Teapot\",10,0,0\n\"The locket that was\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4841619,4842225],"snippet":"gwarts for those who require assistance to \nbuy books and robes. You might have to buy some of \nyour spellbooks and so on secondhand, but — ” \n“Where do you buy spellbooks?” interrupted Riddle, \nwho had taken the heavy money bag without \nthanking Dumbledore, and was now examining a fat \ngold Galleon. \n“In Diagon Alley,” said Dumbledore. “I have your list \nof books and school equipment with me. I can help \nyou find everything — ” \n“You’re coming with me?” asked Riddle, looking up. \n“Certainly, if you — ” \n“I don’t need you,” said Riddle. “I’m used to doing \nthings","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Galleon\",1,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4970461,4971067],"snippet":"ernight. \nAPPARITION LESSONS \nIf you are seventeen years of age, or will turn \nseventeen on or before the 31st August next, you are \neligible for a twelve-week course of Apparition Lessons \nfrom a Ministry of Magic Apparition instructor. Please \nsign below if you would like to participate. Cost: 12 \nGalleons. \nHarry and Ron joined the crowd that was jostling \naround the notice and taking it in turns to write their \nnames at the bottom. Ron was just taking out his \nquill to sign after Hermione when Lavender crept up \nbehind him, slipped her hands over his eyes, and \ntrilled, “Guess who, Won-Won?” Ha","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Apparition Lessons\",12,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[4995219,4995825],"snippet":"right in front of a man he recognized \nat once. \nIt was a much younger Horace Slughorn. Harry was \nso used to him bald that he found the sight of \nSlughorn with thick, shiny, straw-colored hair quite \ndisconcerting; it looked as though he had had his \nhead thatched, though there was already a shiny \nGalleon-sized bald patch on his crown. His mustache, \nless massive than it was these days, was gingery- \nblond. He was not quite as rotund as the Slughorn \nHarry knew, though the golden buttons on his richly \nembroidered waistcoat were taking a fair amount of \nstrain. His little feet resting upon a velvet p","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Waistcoat\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[5100996,5101602],"snippet":" I’ve said it a hundred \ntimes. ...” \nVoldemort smiled mechanically and Hepzibah \nsimpered. \n“Well, what’s your excuse for visiting this time?” she \nasked, batting her lashes. \n“Mr. Burke would like to make an improved offer for \nthe goblin-made armor,” said Voldemort. “Five \nhundred Galleons, he feels it is a more than fair — ” \n“Now, now, not so fast, or I’ll think you’re only here \nfor my trinkets!” pouted Hepzibah. \n“I am ordered here because of them,” said Voldemort \nquietly. “I am only a poor assistant, madam, who \nmust do as he is told. Mr. Burke wishes me to in","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Goblin-made Armor\",500,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[5101717,5102323],"snippet":"’ve never \nshown Mr. Burke! Can you keep a secret, Tom? Will \nyou promise you won’t tell Mr. Burke I’ve got it? He’d \nnever let me rest if he knew I’d shown it to you, and \nI’m not selling, not to Burke, not to anyone! But you, \n\nTom, you’ll appreciate it for its history, not how many \nGalleons you can get for it.” \n“I’d be glad to see anything Miss Hepzibah shows me,” \nsaid Voldemort quietly, and Hepzibah gave another \ngirlish giggle. \n“I had Hokey bring it out for me. ... Hokey, where are \nyou? I want to show Mr. Riddle our finest treasure. ... \nIn fact, bring both, while you’","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Treasure\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[5175107,5175713],"snippet":"if Hagrid is upset . . . but if there \nwas any way to procure some ... I mean, it’s almost \nimpossible to get venom from an acromantula while \nit’s alive. ...” \nSlughorn seemed to be talking more to himself than \nHarry now. \n\n\"... seems an awful waste not to collect it ... might get \na hundred Galleons a pint. ... To be frank, my salary \nis not large. ...” \nAnd now Harry saw clearly what was to be done. \n“Well,” he said, with a most convincing hesitancy, \n“well, if you wanted to come, Professor, Hagrid would \nprobably be really pleased. ... Give Aragog a better \nsend-off, you know ...” ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Venom\",100,0,0\n\"Aragog's send-off\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[5186019,5186625],"snippet":"tle thickly, “Parry \nOtter, the Chosen Boy Who — well — something of \nthat sort,” he mumbled, and drained his mug too. \nNot long after this, Hagrid became tearful again and \npressed the whole unicorn tail upon Slughorn, who \npocketed it with cries of, “To friendship! 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Dumbledore \nsays he’s put extra protection in the school, but if \nSnape ’s involved, he’ll know what Dumbledore ’s \nprotection is, and how to avoid it — but he won’t be \nexpecting you lot to be on the watch, will he?” \n“Harry — ” began Hermione, her eyes ","response":"Item,Galleons,Sickles,Knuts\n\"Marauder's Map\",0,0,0\n\"Contact Galleons\",0,0,0"},{"snippet_range":[5485836,5486442],"snippet":"s Skeeter really \nfeel that four short weeks have been enough to gain a \nfull picture of Dumbledore’s long and extraordinary \nlife? \n“Oh, my dear,” beams Skeeter, rapping me \naffectionately across the knuckles, “you know as well \nas I do how much information can be generated by a \nfat bag of Galleons, a refusal to hear the word ‘no,’ \nand a nice sharp Quick-Quotes Quill! People were \nqueuing to dish the dirt on Dumbledore anyway. Not \neveryone thought he was so wonderful, you know — \nhe trod on an awful lot of important toes. 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