How Much Is My Harry Potter Book Worth Novels & Stories

"Why you!" Felton glared daggers at Leon. Leon first purchased all fifteen herbs for 287 million, and now he raised the price for the Rainbow Flower to 650 million. That added up to a total of over 800 million, which rivaled what most families earn for a year. He could not understand how a mere vice president had access to so much money. However, judging from the calm look on Leon's face, 650 million was not the maximum price he could afford. On the other hand, this was the best Felton could do.

The witch dripped a single drop into his mouth. The next second, he gasped sharply. Color rushed back to his face, his pupils refocused, as if he had recovered instantly. I narrowed my eyes slightly and glanced at Kael, who remained perfectly calm. Kael said, “Name your price.” The witch replied evenly, “Three hundred thousand dollars.” But her thoughts rang clearly in my mind. 【This thing is worth three hundred at most. Today I’m going to rip him off.】 Kael did not respond immediately.

"George, Ms. Everhart is in trouble." George stiffened. "What?" Ezekiel drew a deep breath, fury roughening his voice. "Cancel the trip and get someone to send Alistair home. We're heading to Northside Everpower Press now!" … The emerald hairpin had been bid up to 200 million dollars. While such astronomical prices weren't unheard of in the Platinum Auction history, those were usually reserved for pieces truly worth the cost. This hairpin, however, was wildly overpriced. It had long ceased to be a simple auction; it was now a showdown between two titans.

"A hundred and one million? Is he for real?" The hall bustled with hushed voices for a moment. The plot was undoubtedly getting thicker as everyone seemed to be waiting with bated breaths for James' reply. James remained uncharacteristically silent while Eric smirked. "To summarize, a hundred million dollars is what the Ocean sapphires are currently valued at. For the inconvenience of having to take them from whom I have gifted them to in order to sell it to you so you can gift them to your secretary, I am charging a personal profit of one million. A paltry sum. This way, your secretary may be a hundred million worth but Ronny will always be a million dollars worthier."

Hank shook his head, confused. “Why?” “What, why? Of course, she wants to join. She’s a book freak,” Jarred butted in. I glared at him. “It costs one thousand each, though,” he added. My head nearly dropped. “One thousand each?” I stuttered, staring at the table. Of course, a thousand was nothing to them. Rich bonds—I can’t relate. Cries in poverty. I closed Hank’s presentation and looked at both of them seriously. I sighed to add intensity. “Okay, let’s do this!” I exclaimed. Hank and Jarred breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.