Hogwarts Blood Curse Martial Arts

A few minutes later, the voices of Sirius and Lupin were heard throughout Diagon Alley in turn. The content was to the general effect of admonitions such as surrendering without killing and cherishing life.

However, after the tank cooled down, there was still no reply from the goblins, which meant that they did not intend to negotiate.

Under the protection of Bill and dozens of Aurors, Chen Bin came to the dusty Diagon Alley and continued to summon huge winds.

After more than a minute, the smoke and dust were finally blown away, revealing half a block covered with bricks and tiles, as well as the ruins of Gringotts with a few main pillars remaining.

Half of Diagon Alley was also knocked down, and the remaining buildings were more or less cracked. Basically, the entire block should be out of business for a long time.

They returned to the tank defense line, adjusted the position of the muzzle, and another round of shelling began.

Countless red lights, guided by the marking spell, turned into arcs and blasted toward the underground of the ruins, maintaining eight rounds of volleys, shouting, cooling, and volleys.

By early morning, the tanks had used up all the liquefied diamonds, and they were all turned into decorations, but the goblin still didn't send anyone out to surrender.

Not only did no goblins surrender in Diagon Alley, but the Ministry of Magic across Europe did not receive a letter of surrender from the local bank, and no goblin was seen walking out of the ruins.

"Aaron, this is a call from the Ministry of Magic of Ukraine." Penello covered the satellite phone and jogged to the tank defense line.

"Thank you." Chen Bin answered the phone and immediately heard a hearty laugh from the other end of the phone: "Hahahaha! Grandson-in-law! The Goblin Bank here has been taken down. This time, thanks to your ideas and Weapons. How is the progress over there?"

Chen Bin moved the phone a foot away, but still heard the show-off laughter.

Dubrovsky, an old guy, just likes to get this kind of verbal advantage. Chen Bin doesn't believe that the Ukrainian commander would be a person of such virtue.

"Tell me! Who is the commander? Also, did you really send people to get into their underground vault?" Chen Bin's tone was a bit contemptuous, but the old guy pretended not to hear it.

"Of course the commander is my other grandson-in-law. It was I who urged him to send Aurors underground to catch the traitors. Cannonballs are so expensive, how can they be spent like this?"

Chen Bin was speechless.

He had to spend their Galleons and Muggle currency to fight the war, otherwise why would he be selling weapons?

When he was about to ask further questions, Penello handed over another satellite phone and whispered in his ear: "This is a call from the German Junkers Magic Army. There is something big going on over there."

"Mr. Dubrovsky, please wait a moment." Chen Bin handed the phone in his hand to Penello, and then took the call from Germany. "I am Aaron Naama, the British supreme commander of this operation, please..."

"Don't send Aurors underground!" The wizard on the other end of the phone interrupted Chen Bin's self-introduction and said anxiously: "My name is Schmidt, the supreme commander of the Berlin operation. I sent him fifteen minutes ago. Sixty Aurors went down, and more than forty people were killed or injured. They arranged trolls, devil's nets, more than four kinds of fire dragons, acromantulas, banshees, dementors and other magical animals in the tunnel. Goblins With the cooperation of a large number of magical animals in these complicated passages, our people were constantly attacked and suffered heavy losses before they even entered their core area..."

The commander said a few more words before hastily hanging up the phone, as if to inform the next friendly Ministry of Magic.

"Penello, ask your people to inform all the Ministry of Magic that a forced attack is strictly prohibited. Berlin is encountering stubborn resistance." Chen Bin really wanted to inform Commander Schmidt that there was no need to call him one by one, Muggle communication methods They are very powerful, and there are Muggle executives behind them who can quickly contact them.

Then, he looked at the phone in Penello's hand, and suddenly felt a bad feeling.

"Dubrovsky, where are you..." Chen Bin grabbed the phone from her hand, but could not hear the voice of the old man. The phone had already been hung up. "Will their troops also suffer a counterattack?"

Chen Bin called back but no one answered, and he knew he couldn't rush.

"Second order, go back to Diagon Alley and continue to surround Gringotts. No one is allowed to enter the underground passage." Chen Bin then handed over a series of military orders and apparated back to the vicinity of Hogwarts in a hurry.

Principal's office.

"That is to say, you can't think of any way to break into the underground vault?" Dumbledore looked at the sunshine outside the window and gradually fell into his thoughts.

Nico Flamel has returned to China, where a big boss of this level is needed at a critical moment.

Grindelwald drank milk tea leisurely, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

Well, this really has nothing to do with him. This old man is a wizard from Austria or Germany. The Ministry of Magic in these two places suppressed him the most back then. He has no obligation to help anyone.

Now, he was willing to take action to kill Voldemort just because of the invitation from his good friend.

"It's not that we can't attack by force, but can you bear this kind of loss?" Chen Bin also looked out the window and said calmly: "Especially when Voldemort is watching eagerly from the side."

"No, we can't continue to suffer casualties like this." Dumbledore looked back in Chen Bin's direction and frowned: "We have to find a way to overcome the tunnel war."

"Tunnel warfare?" When Chen Bin heard this term, a movie with the same name suddenly flashed in his mind.

When it comes to experience in fighting underground battles, who else in the world besides Huaxia can be worthy of the title of Grandmaster?

In the auditorium during breakfast, countless students were also flipping through the newly delivered "Daily Prophet."

"Isn't this reasonable? Is this a big defeat?" Ron cursed impatiently when he saw the newspaper headline in Hermione's hand.

"Shh!" Hermione made a silence gesture. After quickly reading the headlines, she read the headlines on each page before putting down the newspaper. "There is still no news about Harry's attack. Whether it is the Daily Prophet or the Hogwarts Evening News, they have always treated it as if it never happened."

"Hermione, now that we have a war with goblins, do you still care about this kind of report? Hasn't Harry been rescued?" Although Ron cared about his friend, the man could feel at ease as long as he got the answer, and he couldn't understand that Hermione Not caring about the war, but paying attention to whether Harry was in the newspapers.

"Of course I know Harry is safe." Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron and whispered: "Isha's mother also told me that Harry is now being transferred to the new teaching building, and the one in the infirmary is a fake. "

Ron was surprised. The security in the infirmary was very tight now, but they were actually protecting a fake.

"Don't be surprised." Hermione saw his expression and said with satisfaction: "Ron, are you willing to just be a protected boy?"

Ron looked around and saw that almost everyone was reading with their heads lowered and immediately showed helpless expressions. "It's no use thinking about it. We're still fifth graders."

"No, at least we can still analyze..."

Hermione was speaking her opinion when she and Ron were tapped on the shoulders at the same time.

Turning around, Lavender with an angry look on his face was saying something, but neither of them could hear him.

"Oops, whisper curse..." Ron immediately removed the curse surrounding the two of them, but Lavender had already left angrily.

When Ron was about to catch up, Hermione stopped him. "Ron."

"What's going on?" Ron stopped, looked back at Hermione, and then looked anxiously in the direction of the door.

"You and Lavender are already together. It's time to avoid suspicion with me from now on. No girlfriend can accept that the person she likes talks quietly to other girls every day and excludes herself."

Ron's raised foot stopped.

What Hermione said is right, they usually work as three people. However, since Harry was injured, he and Hermione had been inseparable and looked more like a couple to others.

"But, aren't we good friends?" Ron struggled in his mind for a while, and then asked, "Can't you and Harry accept her as friends?"

Hermione sighed, shook her head and said: "Our personalities are destined not to be good friends. You don't know that she has been pulling girls who go to class with me to isolate me since the first grade. Do you think I really like to be with two boys every day? Playing?"

"What? Why didn't you tell us before?" Ron was about to sit back in his seat, but was pushed back to the passage by Hermione.

She smiled bitterly and shook her head: "It's not just her, almost all the girls in the same grade don't like me. This may be because I didn't care about other people's feelings in the first grade and just strived for good results. Listen to me, get back Raven De, apologize sincerely, hope to get her forgiveness, and then we will distance ourselves. Only then will you be happy."

Ron was angry. "But she did this to you before..."

"She's not my friend." Hermione interrupted Ron's shout and said seriously: "She really likes you, and you want to get along with her seriously, then you have to know the choice. When she In your eyes, I'm like Draco in your eyes. Isn't it immoral to not get along with me? You have to know the trade-offs and friendship is always in your heart."

The two talked in low voices for a while, and Hermione drove Ron out to pursue Lavender.

"I can't imagine that you have become so mature without knowing it."

A familiar female voice came from behind. Hermione looked back at Caitlina, smiled and shook her head: "Ever since you were my opponent in the first grade, I have to become mature if I want to catch up with you."

Kate turned back and waved goodbye to Isha on the stage, and took Hermione, who had eaten, for a walk on the lawn.

"What has become of Gringotts now?" Hermione didn't chat with her for more than three words and directly asked her for the answer she wanted to know most.

"I don't know, Bin is still having a meeting in the principal's office." Kate tilted her head slightly and guessed: "I think if the report of the Daily Prophet was reversed, it would be the truth, right?"

Hermione choked at this divine inference. "There are many other ways, okay? Fudge was mocking Bin for buying massive weapons and still not being able to capture Gringotts, and also hinting that a large number of Aurors died. On the other hand, Gringotts was captured? No Aurors died?"

"Your tone is becoming more and more like Bin." Kate smiled softly, and Hermione froze instantly.