After all of the turnstiles last year, Eliza had known better than to return to Hogwarts without some spending money. Her parents had made sure to send her with some coins for the machines this year, and thankfully it would be enough to get a lump payment in and last her a while. She'd hated digging for coins or asking to borrow one from someone if she'd forgotten to bring hers. The whole thing was a bit ridiculous if you asked her. And unfair. They'd already paid their tuition, which she seriously would've thought covered things like this. Things like this that shouldn't exist anyway, because they were unnecessary and trivial. Because she just wanted to check out books that they already owned and read in the library that they already owned. Just because someone had stolen from the school, due to someone's serious lack of security or competence, didn't mean it should fall on the backs of the students and their families. She didn't like it one bit.
But still, she let a galleon slip through her fingers and into the cold greedy slot of the turnstile all the same.
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