The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

At this moment, pairs of eyes full of expectancy focused on the fire python.

The intense heat is obvious to all.

Judging from the small amount of heat it had just diffused, the temperature of this flame python has definitely exceeded the previous strongest breath of the Australian Oval Eye.

But as time went by, everyone was still disappointed after all.

Because even under such high temperatures, the seemingly ordinary door still showed no change.

Link was not surprised at all.

Obsidian mithril alloy is one of the best extraordinary alloy materials in the world.

Its physical resistance and magic tolerance are at the top level.

Unless Link can raise the Fierce Fire Curse to LV5, and at the same time raise the Divine Edge Shadowless Curse, which represents the power of the curse, to LV8, Link's current Fierce Fire, which has not yet become completely transparent, will not be able to destroy this door at all.

But Li Huo is not an ordinary flame after all.

The reason why it is classified as a forbidden spell in black magic is entirely because of its unscientific infinite devouring properties.

As long as it is given enough energy or flammable materials, it can even burn down an entire continent!

"Go!"

Following Old Kelley's order, dozens of hunters stretched out their wands.

Bright orange flames spurted out from the tips of their staffs, wrapping the flame python on the door in just a moment.

These hunters only use the most ordinary blazing flames. Although due to their powerful magic power, the flames they spray are also very powerful, but after all, they are still ordinary magical flames.

But it was different after it was devoured and concentrated by fierce fire.

Their nature has changed!

boom--

Wrapped in flames, the body of the giant fire python began to expand crazily involuntarily.

It stretches its body wildly in the sea of ​​fire, as if it has wisdom and is celebrating its birth.

The next moment, a powerful spiritual power surged out of Link's body, neatly obliterating the aura in the Fire Serpent's eyes, and forcing the Fire Serpent to continue concentrating its energy.

Under such pressure, the body of the giant fire python began to shrink, but its color became more and more transparent.

Emily, Newland and Si Gefen, who were watching all this, were all excited.

Because the vault door was finally burned red!

However, Link's attack was not over yet.

The door to the vault had just been burned red when Link's wand was raised again.

Massive amounts of water vapor and curse power gathered together and transformed into a huge cone-shaped drill bit, which hit the door hard.

laugh--

The sound of liquid evaporating suddenly sounded.

Huge amounts of water vapor began to fill the underground space.

This extreme transition between extreme heat and extreme cold completely destroyed the physical properties of the obsidian mithril alloy door.

The sharp drill with the power of curse as its backbone became the straw that broke the camel's back!

"Crack..."

Faint popping sounds began to sound inside the door.

And as the sound became more and more intensive, the door finally broke!

……

at the same time.

Diagon Alley has been under full martial law with the strike force and Auror troops arriving.

All pedestrians on the street were dispersed and all shops were closed. The only ones still walking were uniformed strikers and plainclothes Aurors.

crackle!

In a flash of light and shadow, Rufus Scrimge, the current head of the Auror Office, appeared in front of the Gringotts gate.

He looked like an old lion, with tawny hair and thick eyebrows mixed with streaks of gray, and a pair of sharp eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses.

He didn't pay attention to the strikers and Aurors on the street who stopped to salute him. Instead, he raised his head and stared at the Dark Mark still flashing in the sky.

After a long time, he opened the door and entered Gringotts.

Compared with the streets outside, the Gringotts hall was much more lively.

All guests and Gringotts staff were forced to gather in a corner, and no one was allowed to leave until the investigation was completed.

Among the people present there were many 'big shots' who considered themselves to be somewhat respectable, and some were even officials from the Ministry of Magic.

Normally, if they were treated with such rudeness, these people would have turned against them long ago.

But now they are all huddled in the corner, as cute as kittens.

There is no way, now they are facing Aurors with "real guns and live ammunition"!

Especially after experiencing the 'Harry Potter Trial Incident', Fudge, the Minister of Magic, has ceased to exist in name only.

The administrative power in his hands was almost completely taken over by Old Barty, while the 'military' power represented by the strikers and Aurors fell into Scrimgeour's hands.

In these troubled times, military power is obviously more important than administrative power.

Scrimgeour has naturally become one of the most powerful people in the magical world of the country today.

Fudge should be fortunate that Scrimgeour is a tough man with integrity and little selfishness who dreams of making the Ministry of Magic great again.

Otherwise, Scrimgeour could have relied on the Auror and Striker troops in his hands to commandeer the troops and remove Fudge's last fig leaf.

But now, this real big shot is walking from the door step by step.

He was a bit lame, but he walked with a graceful stride that made it impossible for anyone to look down on him because of his disability.

His appearance silenced the entire Gringotts hall. Whether it was the Aurors conducting investigations or the guests who were chattering and complaining, they couldn't help but become quiet at this time.

Among them, the Aurors began to salute Scrimgeour with great respect, their faces full of reverence.

Scrimgeour also saluted everyone with great solemnity, then looked at an old goblin who was rushing in front of him and said:

"Is it you who raised the alarm?"

"To be precise, he is my assistant, but..." the old goblin wiped the sweat from his forehead, "but it doesn't matter."

Scrimgeour looked around and frowned and said:

"So, where are the Death Eaters who attacked Gringotts?"

"Um, well..." The old goblin looked embarrassed, and finally pointed to the ceiling and said, "Although it is gone now, it was there just now. The dark mark in the sky is the best evidence."

Scrimgeour's expression became more serious upon hearing this.

He stepped forward and took another two steps closer. The old goblin froze, feeling that an unspeakable force was intruding into his brain.

The old goblin knew very well that Scrimgeour was probing his brain with the Legilimency spell.

As the general manager of Gringotts, the old goblin's strength is not low. He could have easily driven away this power, but the strong pressure emanating from Scrimgeour at this moment made him dare not even move.

After a while, Scrimgeour withdrew his gaze.

The old goblin was sweating profusely, and he fell to the ground without any strength.

A strong sense of shame was fermenting in his chest.

No wizard has dared to treat him so rudely since he joined Gringotts.

The goblins not far away were very anxious when they saw this and wanted to come over to help him, but were forced back by the Aurors with their wands.

Scrimgeour paid no attention to what the goblins thought.

He turned around and said to the person next to him:

"Is everyone here?"

"Report sir!" The man wearing glasses and looking like an assistant stood at attention and said, "According to the data provided by Gringotts, all the people who were handling business in the hall at that time were already here, and all of them have passed preliminary review. They can be ruled out for the time being. Suspected KB elements. Just..."

"Just what?"

Scrimgeour said.

The assistant seemed a little nervous at the sound. He took a deep breath and then raised his neck slightly and said:

"It's just that there are still a total of 57 reservation-only customers in the underground vault who have not come up. Due to the obstacles from Gringotts, we cannot enter the underground vault group to find people."

Scrimgeour turned to look at the old goblin collapsed on the ground, his eyes becoming dangerous.

But this time, the old goblin who had been trembling in front of Scrimgeour and had no power to fight back gritted his teeth and stood up.

He held back the creepy feeling of danger that was enough to make the hairs on his body stand up as he looked at Scrimgeour.

The old goblin understood exactly what Scrimgeour wanted to express at this glance.

At the same time, his gesture also expressed his refusal very clearly.

This is not how stubborn he is.

But standing in his position, he cannot retreat at this time!

The Ministry of Magic has no right to interfere with the running of Gringotts.

This is a contract signed thousands of years ago!

Their ancestors spent countless efforts to make some progress in this contract, making Gringotts an institution completely outside the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic.

If he, the general manager, gives in at this time.

That means that the Ministry of Magic has once again gained the power to substantially insert itself into Gringotts' most important places.

This would seriously lower Gringotts's rating in the eyes of a large segment of its high-quality customers.

It will also make all the hard work of our ancestors become useless.

Even if all these 'national interests' and organizational interests are put aside, after personally causing such great losses to Gringotts and even the entire goblin community, he will be completely knocked back to his original form, losing all the wealth and wealth he currently possesses. power, and turned into a useless elf whose treatment was only slightly better than that of a house elf.

This is something the old goblin cannot accept no matter what!

The more the pros and cons were weighed, the more determined the old goblin's eyes became.

But this move seemed to completely anger Scrimgeour.

From the old goblin's perspective, Scrimgeour seemed to have blazing fire burning in his eyes.

The flames were getting stronger and stronger, but just when they were about to attack and completely burn the old goblin to ashes, a violent explosion came from outside the door.

bang——

The door was kicked open violently.

An Auror with half of his hair burnt ran in in a panic.

And behind him, there are all kinds of magic spells flying in the sky.

And the wizards fighting together.

"Lord Scrimgeour! A large group of dark wizards have invaded Diagon Alley from Knockturn Alley and are fighting with our people!"

The embarrassed Auror suddenly got stuck at this point.

The muscles on his face were trembling, as if he were resisting some deep-seated fear.

Finally, he said intermittently in a hoarse and weak voice:

"They...they call themselves Death Eaters!"

As soon as these words came out, Scrimgeour's pupils shrank suddenly.

The Gringotts hall, which had been gradually calming down, fell into a ghostly silence.

After a long time, a shrill scream sounded.

Then the whole hall became chaotic.

The detained guests could no longer suppress the uneasiness and fear in their hearts, and began to attack the defense lines of Aurors and Strikers, trying to escape from this place that was about to become a hell.

"Give me peace!"

Scrimgeour roared angrily.

Not only that, a light gray curse erupted from the tip of the staff, knocking out the first lady who opened her mouth to scream.

And this is like a signal.

The Aurors who were also in a panic received this instruction accurately and raised their wands one after another.

As the beams flew, the chaotic and resisting crowd fell down like grass.

It was almost a farcical battle.

Although some of the guests took out their wands to fight back, their magic strength and spell-casting skills were completely crushed by the Aurors and Strikers.

Of course, the Aurors didn't kill him either.

Except for a few unlucky guys who were obsessed with it, almost no one in the audience was injured. They were all just knocked unconscious.

After the situation stabilized again, Scrimgeour ordered the surrounding Aurors:

“让5大队退回古灵阁，联合3大队和4大队一起以古灵阁为核心打防御战。剩下的1大队和2大队随我进入地下金库！”

As soon as he said this, the old goblin's eyes bulged, and when he was about to say something, he was slapped away by Scrimgeour.

The assistant Auror watching this scene looked like he was hesitant to speak.

But in the end he gritted his teeth and said:

"But...but the brothers outside are fighting to the death with the dark wizards. Mr. Scrimgeour, I think it is best for us...or..."

The assistant Auror was already stammering at this point and couldn't continue.

Even his eyes were closed.

Afraid that Scrimgeour would be treating the old goblin, he slapped him over.

"Do you think I should concentrate my forces to support the 5th Brigade outside?"

Scrimgeour said expressionlessly.

Hearing this, the assistant Auror nodded tremblingly.

Many Aurors around also looked at Scrimgeour with sharp eyes - obviously they thought so too.

You must know that although the Aurors fighting outside do not belong to the same brigade as them, they are all comrades who have lived and trained together for a long time.

They couldn't sit back and watch these people fight the dark wizard alone.

"Idiots!" Looking at everyone's expressions, Scrimgeour shouted sharply, "Why do you think this group of dark wizards who call themselves Death Eaters chose to attack Diagon Alley at this time? The group of people in the underground vault are the key!"

Hearing this, the Assistant Auror frowned and said:

"You mean... they are here to attract our attention? But this is unreasonable! If their target is the underground vault of Gringotts, wouldn't it be better for them to just keep a low profile? There is no need to use this method. Delay…wait!”

The assistant Auror's expression suddenly changed.

He echoed the testimony of those earlier witnesses.

According to them, the dark wizard who initially caused the riot had been besieged by another group of wizards long before the incident.

The other party only released the Dark Mark when he was about to be captured alive!

"...are they taking advantage of others?!"

The assistant Auror said in disbelief.

Scrimgeour cast an approving look at him and said:

"You are very good, so now, does anyone have any objection to this decision?"

The conversation between them was clearly heard by the Aurors.

No one spoke after hearing this. Everyone just saluted Scrimgeour vigorously.

"Very good! Let's go!"

Scrimgeour said as he lifted the old goblin off the ground and walked towards the underground vault past the bewildered goblins.

Behind him were the most elite members of the 1st and 2nd Brigades in the Auror force.

What Scrimgeour didn't know was that just when they were determined to attack, one of the guests who was controlled by the strikers and Aurors in the corner of the hall gently took out a gold coin with the numbers on the edge changing crazily. …