Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Hearing Voldemort's demand, Granok, the Supreme Elder of Gringotts, walked out of the crowd with a pale face.

According to their previous plan, if Bellatrix came to pursue the matter, Gringotts could simply dip into its own funds and cover the loss.

The Lestrange vault's wealth was certainly substantial, but to Gringotts, it was just a drop in the bucket. As long as they offered a compensation price with enough sincerity, they were confident they could satisfy her.

However, they never expected that the theft of Bellatrix's vault would directly attract the Dark Lord himself?!

Could it be that the Dark Lord had important items stored in the Lestrange vault?

Looking at the chilling killing intent revealed in Voldemort's scarlet eyes, Granok felt extremely bitter.

Alas, this is a big trouble......

"L-Lord..." Granok bent over deeply, almost pressing his head to the cold floor, "Mrs. Lestrange's vault... Mrs. Lestrange's vault has been robbed."

Boom—!

In an instant, the entire Gringotts was enveloped in a terrifying magical power!

Voldemort exuded a terrifying aura from head to toe, as if his entire being was burning with anger, but his voice was very cold, as cold as ice that would never melt.

"Say it again, goblin! What happened to Bella's vault?"

The terrifying aura surged like raging waves, sweeping over everyone. The Death Eaters couldn't help but swallow their saliva; they rarely saw the Dark Lord so angry.

The goblins felt a suffocating fear, as if an invisible hand was gripping their throats, and even breathing became difficult.

Granok, who was directly facing Voldemort, felt as if he was drowning. His legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground with a thud, his head hitting the ground heavily, not daring to look directly at those scarlet eyes high above.

He was afraid that one more glance would cause him to die on the spot from fear.

"L-Lord..." Granok trembled like a sieve, his voice becoming stuttering, "Lord, just now... a wizard broke, broke into the Lestrange vault."

"A wizard broke into Gringotts in broad daylight," Voldemort's eyes narrowed slightly, "I thought Gringotts had the ability to protect wizards' property. Who is that person?"

"I... I don't know. The person was secretive, and all the goblins who saw his face died in the attack just now. From his final performance, that person has a deep hatred for Mrs. Lestrange. We tried to stop, stop him, but we failed."

"What did he steal from Bella's vault?" Voldemort's voice became even lower, like the silence before a storm, "Tell me, what is missing from Bella's vault!"

"A-All the items are gone, Lord. The entire vault is empty, not even a Knut is left."

Boom!

The worried thing came true. Voldemort could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He suddenly raised the Elder Wand, and as the magic surged, a deadly green light shot out from the tip of the wand, cutting through the air and crashing down with the aura of death!

Thump— Granok, kneeling on the ground, didn't even have time to scream before being swallowed by the green light. His body crashed to the ground, his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace.

"Ah—!"

"Help! !"

Screams of terror instantly rose and fell in the hall, and all the goblins were completely frightened and at a loss. They scattered and fled, screaming and trying to escape from here.

Unfortunately—

Apparition was impossible inside Gringotts. They could only rely on their short legs, running in panic, desperately searching for a way out.

"Dark Lord, spare us, we goblins are willing to submit to you."

"We are willing to offer treasures, spare us, Lord!"

Voldemort didn't say a word, just waving one Killing Curse after another, venting the anger in his heart.

Some of the goblins desperately rushed towards the gate: "Fight them! We can live if we rush out!"

The Death Eaters had already guarded the gate. Spells flew out, and the goblins screamed as they crashed into the marble walls, blood splattering.

"Run! Run deeper!!"

With no hope of breaking through, the goblins could only desperately run into the depths of Gringotts, trying to use the labyrinthine underground palace to escape death.

They were fast, but the Death Eaters were even faster. They turned into black smoke, rushing into the goblin crowd like a whirlwind, starting a frenzied slaughter.

"Kill them all!" Bellatrix roared and rushed into the goblin crowd. As she waved her wand, cutting curses sliced through the air like blades, instantly piercing the chest of a goblin.

On the other side, Barty Crouch Jr.'s eyes flashed with a crazy light, and he waved his wand so fast that afterimages almost appeared.

The master was angry. No matter why, these goblins must pay the price!

Voldemort stood in the center of the goblin corpses, his face terribly gloomy, exuding a terrifying anger.

Ever since the locket was destroyed by Dumbledore, he had inventoried all the existing Horcruxes. He wanted to make sure the remaining ones were safe and intact.

The diadem was hidden in Hogwarts, and it was not convenient for him to go there, but he was not too worried, because the hiding place of the diadem was extremely secret, known only to him, and was the safest.

However, the Gaunt ring was more worrying. Dumbledore knew his middle name, and he was worried that Dumbledore would connect him with the Gaunt family.

So his first stop was the Gaunt shack. As a result, he was horrified to find that the ring hidden in the Gaunt house had long disappeared. According to his deduction, the ring had probably already suffered Dumbledore's poisonous hand.

Now the cup was also lost. This was the fourth Horcrux lost after the diary, the locket, and the ring. Only the diadem and Nagini remained!

Voldemort's scarlet eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and his furious mind calmed down slightly.

The thief who robbed Bella's vault might not have noticed the existence of the cup. There were not many wizards in this world who could recognize a Horcrux, which meant that the cup was temporarily safe.

It wasn't too bad, or rather, this situation was many times better than the cup falling into the hands of Dumbledore or Sebastian.

Voldemort's mood improved slightly, and he began to enjoy the Death Eaters' slaughter of the goblins.

In a shop on the corner of the street, Sebastian leaned lazily on a chair, his eyes lightly closed, his magical perception released to the extreme. His feet rested casually on the edge of the table, and the chair creaked as he swayed slightly.

Whoa! Old Voldy's got a big temper. The goblins are in trouble this time.

However, thank goodness for Old Voldy, otherwise it would have been really impossible to find such a godsend opportunity to eliminate the goblin problem once and for all.

Sensing that the number of goblins was decreasing, Sebastian opened his eyes, took out his magic phone, and dialed the number at the top of the list.

"Mr. Grindelwald, our plan can begin, but don't rush. Wait until Swan Media broadcasts the news before taking action."

A low laugh sounded on the other end of the phone: "Understood."

After hanging up the call with Grindelwald, Sebastian contacted Amelia Bones, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Amelia, things are almost done here. Bring the Aurors over. The poor goblin friends are waiting for us to save them."

"Also, notify Percy, let the Department of Magical Finance prepare, and come to take over the accounts as soon as the battle is over, liquidate the property, and then move Gringotts to a new home..."

(Thank you to the big boss Bai Xi Si Dada Rabbit for the God certification ~ O (∩ _ ∩ ) O ~)