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Chapter 207 Hollowing Out the Vault
The time of summer vacation passed quickly.

Three weeks before the start of school, Sherlock and Silk went to Diagon Alley together.

Although Silk bought the yard next to him, he only lived in it for less than half of the time.

Sherlock packed up a room for her at home and let her live in it, and even provided three meals a day.

Just like Sherlock promised Eddie at his grave, he will try his best to take good care of the former Amy and the current Vera, and help his friend make up for his dereliction of duty as a father.

And in this summer vacation, it was not the first time for Sherlock to come to Diagon Alley, or he came very frequently, basically every three days.

Today, Silk suddenly proposed to come to buy some things, and the two walked together.

After entering August, there are more and more young faces in Diagon Alley.

The little wizards who have not been away from school for a long time should purchase all kinds of books and stationery they need when they start school as soon as possible.

"I'm going to Gringotts to pick up some things, will you come with me?" Sherlock asked.

Silk shook his head.

"I won't go there, just buy something on the street."

Of course Sherlock had no problem with that.

"Then we'll meet up at the Leaky Cauldron later."

After agreeing on a time, the two separated on the central street of Diagon Alley.

Sherlock did not go directly to the destination, but found a remote corner, put the mask prepared in advance on his face, and became the member of the Lestrange family, and then went straight to the In Gringotts in the heart of Diagon Alley.

As soon as he entered, Griphook saw that he had a headache expression on his face, and there was obviously some resistance in his heart, but he still moved forward to meet him.

"Mr. Lestrange," he called, bowing his head.

Sherlock looked at him condescendingly.

"I'm going to trouble you again today, Griphook."

Even if he was extremely dissatisfied, Griphook still said it politely.

"It's our job to serve our customers."

But at this time, he still couldn't help but complain.

"However, Mr. Lestrange, if you have any needs, you can ask us, as long as we can do it, we will meet it."

Sherlock sneered.

"I want to find something in my family's treasure house and I want you to help me?"

"Gringotts has a business to help customers count their property. If you need it, we will give you a list of your vault property in just one day."

Griphook said neither humble nor overbearing.

But Sherlock did sneer, sarcastically.

"Then why don't you tell me your charging standard for this business? Let me guess how much service fee is required. Has it increased to 5.00%?"

Griphook said with his head down.

"5.00% is not too much, sir, as long as you pay this small reward, you can know the wealth accumulated by your family for thousands of years, which is quite a bargain."

"Tell these words to a fool, and the fool will not believe it." Sherlock snorted coldly, "Besides, no matter how good your reputation is, it is not worthy of my complete trust. The goblin who committed crimes outside the past two years and was arrested It’s no longer a minority.”

Hearing what he said, Griphook's dissatisfaction was beyond words.

"You may question our rates, but please do not question the integrity of Gringotts, sir."

Sherlock waved his hand dismissively.

"Since this is the case, then you can stop talking nonsense to me and just do your own job. Now take me to the vault."

Griphook had no choice but to take No. 13 on the trolley in the underground tunnel with him in less than two months to the family vault of the Lestrange family.

Opening the door of the vault, Griphook was obediently guarding the door as usual, only Sherlock went in alone.

The gold and silver treasures in the treasury have been significantly reduced at this time.

This is the result of Sherlock's thirteen trips to and from Gringotts.

After studying the copy spell and fire spell on those treasures, he determined that these spells were added on the basis of the entire Gringotts.

Within the scope of the goblin's territory, there is basically no possibility of these two spells being lifted, and as long as the thing is taken out of the scope of Gringotts, the above spells will expire by themselves.

If he wants the goblin to help take away all the treasures in the vault, the premise is that he must personally cancel the magic on these treasures that can only be touched by members of the Lestrange family, otherwise other goblins will not have the right to touch them these treasures.

Including the counting service just proposed in the hall pull ring, if you want to count the quantity, type and value of these treasures, Sherlock also needs to cancel the protection magic in the vault by himself.

This is of course impossible for Sherlock who pretends to be a member of the Lestrange family.

He could only use such a stupid method, taking part of it at a time, and after taking it out of Gringotts, the magic on it would be automatically dispelled.

For this reason, Sherlock also spent a large sum of money to buy seven or eight pockets that were reinforced with a traceless stretching spell, but the money was basically earned back only on the first trip.

The Lestrange family's vault is like a golden mountain, and Sherlock is tirelessly planning to hollow out this golden mountain.

The Ministry of Magic has no way to ban or deprive these people of their property, but Sherlock has no psychological burden.

Not only the property of the Lestrange family, but he would also mercilessly take away the family's life if there was a chance.

Using control magic, skillfully filled the pockets that he carried with him, and the various treasures in the vault were reduced by a large part.

Sherlock estimated the amount left in his heart, and he would need to come here twenty or thirty times before he could empty everything here.

But in the future, he won't be so anxious anymore. Griphook's words today have already revealed his impatience. If this continues, there is no guarantee that the goblins will become suspicious at some point.

Anyway, the Lestrange family is still imprisoned in Azkaban, and Sherlock understands the truth of long water.

After the things were packed, he deliberately stayed in the vault for a while before coming out, and returned to the hall with Griphook.

"I don't think I'll be back for a while."

Hearing his words, Griphook was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately reacted, with an unconcealable joy on his face.

"Ah, Mr. Lestrange, have you found what you were looking for?"

"I just found one for the time being." Sherlock turned to leave Gringotts, "If there is a need in the future, I will come again."

Griphook's excited face visibly froze, but he let out a long sigh of relief watching Sherlock's back.

No matter what happens in the future, at least it is enough to send this plague god away first.

(End of this chapter)