HP Magic Biography

In fact, the Broken Ax was almost deserted.

Tom, the hunchbacked, toothless proprietor, was polishing glasses behind the bar, and a couple of wizards were muttering something in the far corner, catching a glimpse of Hermione and retreating back into the shadows.

Lady Lestrange, Tom whispered, bowing his head humbly when he saw Hermione stop.

Good morning, said Hermione. At this time, Fan Lin was sneaking past them under the protection of the invisibility cloak with Griphook on his back. He saw Tom's surprised expression after hearing Hermione's words.

This is really not harmonious.

You are too kind to him. Fan Lin whispered in Hermione's ear when they walked through the bar to the small backyard, You should treat them like a pile of garbage, Bellatri There's no way Cox could look down on these people.

Okay, okay! Hermione hurriedly took out Bellatrix's wand, and tapped on the seemingly ordinary wall in front of them. Immediately the bricks above began to vibrate and spin, and a small hole appeared in the center of the wall, which grew larger and larger until at last an archway appeared before them, which led to a cobbled street that was Diagon Alley. .

Diagon Alley is so deserted right now. The front of the shop is deserted, and there are few pedestrians on the street, which is a desolate and dilapidated scene. This narrow cobblestone street has become unrecognizable compared to before Van Lin first went to Hogwarts to report many years ago...

At that time, Fan Lin was considered innocent and innocent. To be honest, when he grew up, he always inadvertently began to miss the past days, but now he has a goblin on his back, which is another story.

In fact, you can't expect a good taste in the mouth of a guy who eats raw meat, so Fan Lin could only focus on the street in front of him.

In the past, this street was full of people, and it was very lively, but even compared with the last time I came here, it has changed a lot. Many shops have been sealed with wooden boards, while the few shops that specialize in black magic are in contrast. He came out in a big way, and Fan Lin saw the arrest warrants of Harry and Hermione pasted on many windows.

Fan Lin didn't know where they got the photo, but now, the self on it was glaring at him, and under the wanted notice was undoubtedly the words Number One Unwelcome Person.

Harry's title has been successfully spread to everyone, and the amount seems to have increased a lot, which is enough to empty out all the gold coins of an ancient family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

Is your head so valuable?

But considering that Tom has the support of a whole vampire clan, those old bats don't lose their wealth at all.

Ironically, many ragged people huddled in front of the shop, and he heard them groaning to the few passers-by, begging and emphasizing that they were real wizards. One of them still had a bloodstained bandage over his eye.

Most of them were purged, their mixed blood making it difficult for them to survive, and stripped of their wands, they could only be slaughtered.

In fact, when they walked down the street, the beggars wanted to disappear from Hermione as soon as they saw her, and scatter in all directions, covering their faces with their hoods. Hermione was wondering about the scene in front of her, when suddenly, the man with bloody bandages limped in front of her.

my child,

He pointed at her and roared, his voice was high-pitched and hoarse, and he sounded like he was going crazy, Where is my child? How did he treat them? You know, you know! !

I...I really... Hermione stammered and pleaded, but it was obvious that the person in front of her had been driven crazy, on the verge of collapse, but she could do anything.

I saw the man gasping for breath, hitting Hermione's throat.

Just when Fan Lin was about to protect him, with a loud noise, a red light knocked him down to the ground, unconscious.

Ron's reaction was quick and he had the necessary awareness. He still held his wand in his hand, but the expression under his beard showed that he was obviously terrified by what he saw.

Several faces protruded from the windows on both sides of the street, while the onlookers gathered on the street grabbed their robes and trotted to leave this place of right and wrong. The entrance of Diagon Alley behind them was almost out of sight. At this moment, Fan Lin was not sure if they should leave immediately and go back to find another way.

Just when they were hesitating and wanted to discuss with each other, there was a cry behind them.

Ah, Mrs. Lestrange! Fan Lin hurriedly turned his legs aside, and the pull ring tightened Fan Lin's neck even more. It felt like a drowning person, but Fan Lin wasn't that piece. wood.

Ignoring Griphook, Fan Lin quickly took two steps back. At this moment, a tall and thin wizard strode towards them... His hair was messy, and his nose was pointed and long.

That's Treville, the goblin whispered in Fan Lin's ear, but at this moment Fan Lin didn't have the heart to think about who Treville was.

Hermione straightened up and said, as contemptuously as possible, What do you want?

Trewell stopped, obviously irritated.

He's another Death Eater! Griphook said softly, Fan Lin moved to the side, and his voice immediately appeared in Hermione's head.

Just to say hello to you, Treville said coldly, but if my presence is unwelcome...

At this moment, Fan Lin recognized his voice: Trewell was one of the Death Eaters summoned to Sinofeli's house.

No, no, that's not it, Treville. Hermione quickly reacted, trying to cover up the mistake just now. Are you OK?

I admit I was surprised to see you running around outside, Bellatrix.

Really? Why? Hermione asked.

That's right, Trewell coughed, I heard that those who lived in Malfoy Manor were locked in the house after... er... escaped.

Fan Lin hoped that Hermione could think calmly. If this is true, then Bellatrix shouldn't be running around in public...

The Dark Lord forgave those servants who were most devoted to him in the past. Hermione perfectly imitated Bellatrix's supercilious demeanor, Although this annoys me, it is Lord Dark Lord's Decided, I should kill them, but the Lord Dark Lord intends to let them use their spare heat, and, perhaps the Lord Dark Lord does not trust you as much as he trusts me, Treville.

Although the Death Eater looked annoyed, he was less suspicious.

Bellatrix was telling the truth, and anyway, Bellatrix had a special place among the Death Eaters.

Maybe Bella wasn't the strongest one, but the fact that Bellatrix was still involved with the Malfoys and managed to influence the Dark Lord's decision was something no one could ignore.

What's more, even among the Death Eaters, that rumor still exists, as the only woman who had sex with the Dark Lord?

He looked down at the man Ron had knocked down. How did he mess with you?

It's nothing, it's all right, it's just a blind guy! Hermione said coldly.

These guys without wands are trouble, Travers said. I couldn't refuse when they begged me, but one of them actually begged me to speak for her case at the Ministry last week.' I'm a Witch, sir, I'm a witch, let me prove it to you!' He struck a high-pitched tone, It feels as if I'm going to give her my wand . . . but you're using it now, Trey Will was surprised, Whose wand is it, Bellatrix? I heard that your own wand was...

Here is my wand. Hermione calmly raised Bellatrix's wand and said, I don't know what rumors you have heard, Treville, but you are obviously misled by the wrong information.

Trewell seemed a little confused about this, but Fan Lin had no way of judging what happened. He really should have a good talk with Lucius, but Trewell obviously didn't intend to delve into it. Eyes turned to Ron.

Who is this friend of yours? I don't recognize it.

He's Drakemir Dispar. Hermione said, they had already figured out that a fabricated foreigner was Ron's safest disguise. He barely speaks English, but he's been very useful to the Dark Lord's cause, so he's come here from Transylvania to see our new regime established.

Really? Hello, Drakmir.

Oh hello. Ron held out a hand. Trewell extended two fingers and shook Ron's hand, as if afraid of getting himself dirty.

Then what are you and your...or friend doing in Diagon Alley so early? Treville asked.

I'm going to Gringotts, said Hermione.

Well, I'm going there, too, said Treville. Gold, dirty gold! We can't live without it, but I must confess that we have to mix with our long-fingered friends. Makes me sad.

Fan Lin felt that Rahook's hands clasping his neck tightened in an instant.

The Death Eater's attitude successfully angered Griphook, but Griphook obviously knew what he should do, his body trembled a little, that's all.

Let's go together? Trewell said, gesturing to Hermione that you should ask first.

Don't reject him. Fan Lin thought for a while, Let's go together.

Okay! Nodding slightly, Hermione had no choice but to walk side by side with him, along the winding cobblestone streets, towards the snow-white Gringotts standing among many small shops. Ron walked sideways beside them, with Fan Lin and Griphook following behind.

Running into a vigilant Death Eater was their latest problem, and worst of all, Trewell was walking beside what he thought was Bellatris, so Van Lin couldn't get too involved with Hermione or Ron. communicated.

God knows whether Trewell is sensitive to magic fluctuations, but in fact, Professor Snape has confirmed to Fan Lin that even with the invisibility cloak, the strange feeling will still make Professor Snape care.

As for using sound transmission in front of Bella, Fan Lin didn't think that a mentally disturbed person would have the energy to feel the changes around him, and she was torturing Griphook at that time, wasn't she?

The three of them, together with Fan Lin and Griphook, quickly arrived at the bottom of the marble steps leading to the tall bronze door.

Gringotts is very conspicuous, and you can reach it by walking straight from the Leaky Cauldron.

As Griphook had forewarned, the uniformed goblins that usually flanked the entrance were replaced by two wizards, each clutching a slender golden rod.

Ah, the Integrity Probe! Travers said vividly, What a crude instrument...

But Trewell didn't refuse, he just adjusted his clothes in disgust, then stepped forward, nodded to the two wizards on the left and right, who raised the golden rod and moved it up and down on him.

Fan Lin knew that the probe could detect hidden spells and magic items.

Such alchemy products are more widely used and more advanced in Nicolas May's collection room, but it is not clear whether the invisibility cloak can be detected by Fan Lin, but the magic on Hermione and Ron obviously cannot.

Knowing that he only had a few seconds, Fan Lin pointed at the two guards one by one with his wand and muttered disturbed mind twice.

Trewell was looking at the hall inside through the copper gate, so he didn't notice that the two guards were stunned for a while when they were hit by the spell.

Hermione nodded slightly, her long black hair bobbing down her back as she walked up the steps.

Wait a minute, ma'am, said a guard, holding up a probe.

But you just finished checking! Hermione said with Bellatrix's condescending arrogance.

Trewell raised his eyebrows and looked around. The guard was puzzled. He looked down at the thin golden rod in his hand, and then at his dazed colleague.

Yeah, you've checked them out, Marius. Hermione walked over like a gust of wind. Ron followed her, and Fan Lin and Griphook followed closely inside the cloak.

When they stepped through the door, Fan Lin glanced back, and the two guards were scratching their heads.

If possible, Fan Lin would like to revise their memories, because the confusion spell is not so easy to use.

But Trewell is also there, obviously he will not give Fan Lin a chance, unless Fan Lin intends to go all the way in, and then, it is very likely that before Fan Lin reaches the vault, Tom will come here with his new magic wand .

Fan Lin really wanted to see how much Tom could do now, but in fact, if he was not careful, Fan Lin would not even have the chance to do it again.

Two goblins stood at the door of the inner hall. The door was made of silver, and a poetic warning was engraved on the door, reminding malicious thieves of the serious consequences of stealing.

Fan Lin looked up, suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind.

Just like when Fan Lin was still worrying about alchemy materials, Fan Lin joked with Hermione, saying that one day he would rob the Gringotts vault. In fact, Fan Lin never thought that he would really do this .

Why not bring Dumbledore, as Dumbledore...

But in a moment, they were standing in the bright marble hall of the bank.

Leprechauns sit on stools behind the long counter, serving the first guests of the day.

Hermione, Ron, and Lyville approached an old goblin who was examining a thick gold coin with glasses.

Hermione had a very clever excuse to explain to Ron how to work in the lobby of the bank, so that Trewell would walk ahead of her.

This Death Eater was already suspicious, and no one could guarantee what would happen if they walked together.

I saw the old goblin sitting on the high platform throw the gold coin in his hand to the side, and shouted to someone: Let's goblin!

Then he greeted Trewell, who handed over a small golden key, and the goblin returned it to him after inspecting it.

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