Chinese students at Hogwarts

Vault No. 4?

Bogrord suddenly hesitated again. Mrs. Lestrange was not someone to be trifled with.

Not to mention that she had emerged from Azkaban and the Dark Lord had returned.

And Bogrod clearly remembered Mrs. Lestrange's request that the vault be absolutely safe and use the most protection methods.

"What's wrong? Are you in trouble? I'll be jealous after seeing her vault?"

"No, no, no, of course not." Bogrod shook his head, gritted his teeth, and stamped his feet.

The fairies have a saying - the wealth is there, but just looking at it does not diminish its value.

Look what's going on. Look, you won't lose a Galleung. If you don't show your ability, don't save Gringotts!

Bogrord swung his short legs, walked to the Lestrange family's vault No. 4, and pressed on it.

If it seemed like it was being erased with an eraser when opening the door, then it seemed like it was fading away at this moment.

The originally thick metallic door gradually turned from thick to light, and finally the door turned into something like glass, with its outline still vaguely visible in the air.

But the vault inside is clearly visible.

In the dark vault, the torches lit up one after another. Zhang Xiao stood outside the gate and squinted.

It was filled with piles of gold and silver, exquisite wine glasses, silver armor, strange animal skin specimens - some with long spines, others with drooping wings - a bunch of jewel-encrusted objects. bottles, and even a skeleton still wearing a crown.

Well - generally speaking, it is a traditional vault, which is the treasure that is opened after defeating the villain in Western stories. It almost feels like a mountain of gold coins.

"No matter how many times I see it, the scenery in the vault is always pleasing to the eye."

Bogrod looked into the vault with blurred eyes and murmured, while Elf A beside him kept swallowing his saliva. As a low-level elf, he had no qualifications to come here alone.

Let alone inspecting a vault of this caliber.

Goblin A usually checks the Weasley family's kind. Where has he seen the Lestrange family's treasury?

Zhang Xiao's eyes passed over the useless gold and silver, and he gave a perfunctory hum as a response to Bogrod.

Glittering gems were scattered everywhere on the ground, and on a shelf not far away, there were gem chains wrapped one after another.

These jewels sparkled under the light of the torches - it was very disturbing to the sight, and Zhang Xiao felt that his eyes were almost being stabbed and he could not open them.

But soon he found what he wanted to see. It was a small golden cup with two handles, which was placed on a shelf that almost reached the top of the ceiling.

Caught between a solid gold sailboat.

Zhang Xiao's somewhat uneasy mood calmed down instantly. As long as the location of the golden cup is determined, everything will be easy.

On the way back, both Zhang and Perenal were too tired to talk. It was not physical exhaustion, but spiritual exhaustion.

I have been tense from the beginning, and I have to remember everything I encounter along the way. Any omission may become the cause of failure when it comes to formal action.

Originally, Perenal was going to ask the young wizard what was going on with the goblin, and why the originally arrogant goblin was so afraid of him.

But now, where is curiosity as important as rest?

The magic carriage was so light that you didn't feel it was moving. It was only a few hundred meters away from Gringotts to Nico's cabin, but by the time they arrived, Perenal was already asleep.

When they arrived at the cabin, the magic carriage that had accompanied Nicolés Flamel and his wife for hundreds of years automatically opened the door and slowly lowered the spiral staircase. After Zhang Xiao got off the car, the door was locked by himself.

The alchemy horse shook its head, snorted very realistically, and dragged the carriage with a clatter and disappeared at the end of the road.

"Squeak——!"

The door of the cabin opened, and Dumbledore stood at the door with a smile. It could be seen that he was in a very good mood after confirming the location of the Horcrux.

"Zhang, did you drink the blessing elixir?"

He made a joke in a brisk tone, and stepped aside a little. The dewy flowers were squeezed and deformed by his body, and soon became soaked in the white robe. Dumbledore waited for Zhang Xiao to come in without caring. Then, he strode in with him.

"Boy, I have to admit I underestimated you, good job."

Grindelwald did not have the awareness of the Dark Lord at all. He lay on his back on a chair with his hands folded and his legs resting on the table. There was a bottle of hookah beside him at some point.

"Breathe————hull~~~~~~~~~~"

Smoke sprayed out from Grindelwald's mouth, changing various shapes in the air. He nodded lazily on his forehead:

"Is the way you forced that poor goblin something natural? Or was it taught to you?"

ah? Do we still need to be taught this? Isn't this just using power to suppress others, pushing forward every step of the way, and not giving in even an inch?

Looking at the expression on Zhang Xiao's face, Grindelwald shook his head and said indifferently:

"But these have nothing to do with me. I'm just doing Albus a favor. When the matter is over, I'll go back to my Nurmengard."

Zhang Xiao touched it for a while, and felt that his tone sounded angry.

"Zhang, we already know about the guards of the vault through the bracelet, Gellert——"

Grindelwald shrugged, and the white smoke he exhaled seemed to be alive, rapidly changing into shape.

Or maybe Grindelwald and Dumbledore have an unusual relationship.

One used a table to transform, and the other used smoke to transform. In short, he was quite skilled in this hand transformation technique.

The smoke first formed a Gringotts on the ground, then a winding track and a huge underground cavity.

Grindelwald's face finally became serious and serious:

"First of all, the first question is the goblin rail car. The rail car can only be summoned by goblins and special whistles, and only goblins can use the rail car.

But Mr Nicolás Flamel said this was not a problem. "

"Yes, it's a very simple reason. I'm sure this car uses alchemy technology. It's just a simple identification, not a powerful guardian magic."

Nico Flamel said with a smile.

Magic, an idealistic thing, can do many unreasonable things. For example, Voldemort once made a rule-based gameplay called "Magic potion can only be drunk" in his cave, which can be called a bug.

The guardian magic of Hogwarts also has a very powerful effect - it prohibits humans from appearing on campus through apparation.

This is almost a rule. It is not a simple magic spell, but an extremely complex compound application of magic.

Zhang Xiao thought for a while and suddenly said:

"Is it because of the anti-thief waterfall?"

Nico smiled and nodded: "Yes, the anti-thief waterfall can wash away all magic and disguise, so the goblin rail car will definitely not be restricted by magic spells.

There must be something we don't understand, or I guess it is simply a purely mechanical creation, usually simply driven by magic, so that even if it is washed away by the anti-thief waterfall, it can still be used when it leaves that area. "

Dumbledore said directly: "So we can make the most ordinary goblin rail car and drive it to the vault at the bottom."

"But you will definitely encounter other fairies along the way. How to solve this problem? Is it the forgetting curse? There are also fairies' guards——"

"The Anti-Thief Falls is indeed a big trouble. I haven't done much research on it. After all, little information about it has been revealed."

Nico Flamel spread his hands regretfully.

Newt suddenly said in a low voice: "Can we cause some trouble and find a way for the goblins to temporarily close the passage or simply be too exhausted to care about anything else?"

As he spoke, he kept glancing down at himself. The famous Sniffer was facing away from everyone and kept pulling things into his pocket.

Dumbledore touched his pocket - well, no wonder the glasses he was stuffing into the bag looked so familiar, they turned out to be mine.

"good!"

Grindelwald, Dumbledore, whose glasses had just been stolen, and Nick Flamel, whose crystal ball had been stolen before, shouted in unison.

Xiu Xiu trembled, and the gold pocket watch in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, rolling gurglingly. It hurriedly jumped up and lay on the pocket watch, rubbing it hard.

Show a satisfied expression.

Zhang Xiao touched his chest, with a complicated look on his face, and nodded silently (Pocket watch appears: Chapter 57 of Volume 2, Chapter 28 of Volume 3)

"Ahem - in short, just leave the infiltration to me, you don't need polyjuice potion or anything like that."

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he blew out a puff of smoke again, and a curved aisle continued to appear under the thick smoke that originally imitated the flow of the anti-thief waterfall.

"The signal was interrupted twice, once at the Anti-Thief Falls, and once we heard the 'Eternal Mist'. Zhang, what is the Eternal Mist?"

Dumbledore asked softly.

Doesn’t the principal know about the Eternal Mist?

Zhang Xiao was slightly surprised. He was silent for a while, carefully recalled the previous encounter, and said slowly:

“According to the fairies, the Eternal Mist is a natural product. It is said that it appeared accidentally while digging underground passages.

The goblins don't seem to know exactly what it is, but they seem to have found a way to pass through the eternal fog. "

Then he described in detail the requirements for passing through the eternal fog and the goblins' portable lamps that emit blood-red light.

Among them, Zhang Xiao described everything he saw in the fog in detail, fearing that any omissions would cause everyone to misjudge.

"Eternal Mist?"

The four old men were lost in thought together. Grindelwald was the first to withdraw from the battlefield. He shook his head:

"I've never heard of such a thing."

Newt frowned, as if he was remembering something: "It's like the mist of living things. I always feel that the faces inside are not like mist, but like living things. For example, Obscurus."

But the Obscurus is black and does not have so many faces."

All the attention in the field was focused on Nico Flamel and Dumbledore. These two could be regarded as true naturalists with extensive knowledge.

Under everyone's expectant gazes, Dumbledore finally expressed his opinion gently:

"Sorry, I don't understand what this is. After all, I have only seen a tiny bit of the vastness of this world."

So several pairs of expectant eyes focused on the last hope, Nicoléme.

"have no idea!"

Nico said simply: "Albus, don't you understand me? Apart from studying alchemy, I don't want to go out at all."

So Nico Flamel is still an old homebody?

That’s right, I’m a technical geek.

The atmosphere in the room became silent. After a while, Dumbledore said softly:

"After all, except for goblins, wizards will not dig such deep holes."

Yes, except for goblins who frequently dig down for dozens of miles, wizards really don’t have that much time to spare.

Even the Ministry of Magic is only a few hundred meters deep underground, and it’s not like rats, who likes to dig holes.

After a long time, it was Grindelwald who made the decision.

"No matter what, you can only know how to solve it when you get there.

And this kid also said just now that the eternal fog is not always there. It rarely appears, and maybe it will dissipate when we pass by. "

"Well, I hope so. To be honest, I feel very uneasy. Tom was uncharacteristically dormant and completely lost his trace. This is not in line with Tom's character.

And the strategy he used some time ago was simple but efficient. What is even more incomprehensible to me is that he would actually think of using Muggle methods to trick Petunia out.

This was completely unexpected. "

Dumbledore's blue eyes were still calm, but everyone could hear the deep worry in his tone.

"I think." Dumbledore sighed: "Tom has gained new help. They are cruel, cunning, and deeply trusted by Tom.

Even if it means taking advantage of Muggles, Tom is willing to accept their opinions.

This is bad”

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath. He could completely understand Dumbledore's concerns. Voldemort, who originally split the seven souls, can be said to be useless.

This is also the reason why Dumbledore expressed optimism before.

A mindless Voldemort isn't terrible, but now he's got an external brain, and maybe more than one.

The key is that Voldemort's incredibly strong body is willing to listen to his brain.

"I'm worried that Tom will take advantage of this period to check whether his Horcrux is still safe. Only then will he feel relieved and continue his dangerous career."

Grindelwald snorted coldly:

"You're just a little scoundrel, so Dumbledore, you were dealing with your student alone before because of the Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore nodded in disbelief. He had long had doubts about Tom's use of Horcruxes, and it wasn't until he saw the diary that he was truly sure.

If the Horcrux is not destroyed, no matter how many times he kills Tom, he will eventually come back, and each time he comes back, the fear he brings to people will be stronger than the last time.

That's why he used such a luxurious lineup to destroy the Horcruxes instead of killing Voldemort.

"Everyone, get ready. Time waits for no one. We must set off as soon as possible!"

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