I, Hogwarts Week Two

Without saying a word, everyone turned around and left.

Time was running out and they couldn't care less about the goblin's loss.

It is relatively easy to travel to Diagon Alley from the Goblin Kingdom.

Because whether it was Hermione or Theseus Scamander and others, they all carried port keys with them.

This allowed them to return to the UK as quickly as possible.

1996 12 Month 26 Day.

The temperature in Diagon Alley was bitterly cold in the early morning.

London was overcast.

Snowflakes fell from the sky.

The street was so quiet that only the sound of the wind blowing through the hall could be heard.

There was no light at all.

It's like this is some kind of dead city.

The huge crooked marble building in the distance is very conspicuous.

That is the economic lifeline of the wizarding world, Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

At this moment, the bank's doors are closed.

Four or five wizards in black robes stood on the street like iron towers.

They were warning bystanders not to come forward.

In the dark night, a smell of blood spread with the wind.

Like a demon that devours living beings, it looks down at all living things on earth from the sky.

"Swish——" Suddenly a spell flew towards the gate of Gringotts.

There was a "boom".

The two shining bronze doors that had existed for countless years were blown to pieces.

With a loud crash, the crystal ceiling in the hall fell to the ground.

The door was blasted open.

The true appearance inside was revealed.

The ground was covered with blood and goblin corpses.

The long counter where hundreds of goblins sat in a row was torn into pieces by some terrible force.

The place was a mess.

"who?"

The dark wizard guarding the gate immediately cast an evil curse in the direction where the spell had just been cast.

The light suddenly became brighter, and someone resisted the spells.

"It's almost too late." Two people suddenly walked out from the shadows of the street.

One male and one female.

They are all very young.

"Bill, take care of them, what a waste of words."

Countless balls of light fell from the sky, and then Moody, Kingsley and other members of the Order of the Phoenix walked out of the light.

"Hurry up. You-Know-Who might be deep inside Gringotts."

Moody said.

He raised his wand and swung it vigorously. A spell came out and hit one of the guards.

"See if there are any survivors. We'll leave immediately if we find any."

Kingsley frowned.

He had disagreed with such a public fight with the Death Eaters, especially here, in Diagon Alley.

This place belongs to the Death Eaters now.

They are likely to be surrounded by enemies.

Besides, no one was sure whether Voldemort was here.

"He won't be here." Theseus Scamander also walked out of the ball of light.

If Voldemort has already obtained the [Blade of Prometheus], ​​then he should be hiding somewhere now to study this terrible artifact.

The treasures in Gringotts had no appeal to him at all.

He attacked Gringotts simply to kill the goblins and conceal his intentions.

How could he personally carry out such a small matter?

Of course, they have to be careful and act quickly.

Once the Death Eaters had time to summon Voldemort, the situation would have been completely different.

The four black-robed guards were not very powerful.

But because he was also transformed into a monster that was neither human nor ghost by Voldemort, he was very difficult to kill.

Faced with the attacks from the crowd, they actually resisted a few moves.

But after a few moves, he was overwhelmed by the overwhelming curse.

"Go in and have a look."

Theseus Scamander said solemnly.

Then everyone quickly climbed the stairs, wanting to enter Gringotts.

But at this moment, several roars suddenly came from the deserted street.

"Wait - what's that sound?" Sirius, who had also arrived here, stopped everyone.

"It seems to be the roar of a dragon." Lupin frowned, "But how could there be a dragon here, and the sound seems to come from under our feet."

"The soles of the feet?" Theseus Scamander was startled.

Immediately, I noticed a slight vibration under my feet.

The vibrations became stronger and stronger.

The entire Gringotts is shaking!

"Get out!" Theseus Scamander said decisively.

The others did not stop for a moment and all retreated from the Gringotts stairs.

Then in their shocked eyes.

A huge dragon, a silver fire dragon, was breaking through the ground with its fangs and claws bared, then climbing up the pillars in the hall.

Finally it broke through the glass dome on top of Gringotts.

The fire dragon raised its head, roared and spit out flames.

Then it flapped its wings and took off, not quite successfully.

It roared over the rooftops of the buildings in Diagon Alley like a bomber, and after trampling countless buildings, it finally succeeded in flying.

"There are several goblins on the dragon's back." Moody said seriously, his magic eyes stretched and focused madly, and he could clearly see everything on the dragon's back.

"They must be the survivors who escaped." Theseus Scamander said.

"I never thought that the goblins would raise a giant dragon under Gringotts." Lupin sighed.

"That's the usual goblin trick," Sirius explained. "They'll place dragons or sphinxes guarding the most secure vaults."

As a male of the Black family, Sirius Black naturally knew the secrets about goblins.

After all, the Black family's vault is of the highest security level.

"Chase after him," said Theseus Scamander, and then he Disapparated away from the spot.

The others also used Apparition to follow.

After a few breaths.

Dozens of plumes of black smoke flew out from the ruins of Gringotts.

Those are Death Eaters, who are here to hunt down the goblins who escaped by relying on the dragon.

Theseus Scamander spotted the group immediately.

"Divide into two teams," he said. "Kingsley and Moody, you lead the team responsible for stopping the Death Eaters. The Weasley kid, you and your girlfriend follow up and move the goblins to a safe place."

"clear--"

"That's it!"

"I've been wanting to do this for a long time. I've been holding my anger for days." Sirius sneered.

Then he stopped and, together with the other wizards who were responsible for intercepting the attack, raised their wands and cast spells at the dark shadow in the sky.

On the other side, Bill and Furong quickly caught up with the dragon.

The poor beast was badly injured, with scars all over its belly, tail, and back. Some of the wounds had already turned black and purple, and there was a foul stench of decay. It was obvious that it had been cursed.

It's a miracle that it can continue to fly for so long.

The swaying figure in the air finally couldn't hold on and fell headfirst into the bank of the Thames.

"I'm Bill, Bill Weasley!"

Bill apparated to the riverbank and shouted to some goblins.

Several goblins raised their heads weakly, staring at Bill with their round eyes.

After a moment, an old voice sounded.

"I remember you. You are the guy from the Egyptian excavation team."

"Yes, it's me." Bill and Furong hurried forward.

"Don't struggle now. You have been cursed and are losing a lot of blood. I will take you to a safe place."

Hearing this, several goblins remained silent, which was considered as their agreement.

After all, at this time they no longer had the energy to refuse.

Bill and Fleur each held some goblins.

Then he Apparated away from here.

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the other side.

On top of a cliff.

Hermione was standing on the windowsill of a cottage, staring at the dark sea in the distance.

It's a lonely and beautiful place.

The cottage she lived in was Bill and Fleur's Shell Cottage, named after its walls which were made of shells.

Theseus Scamander naturally would not allow the young wizard to go to Diagon Alley.

The Goblin Kingdom was a thing of the past, but danger was brewing in Gringotts.

So Hermione, Harry and the other little wizards waited here for a while.

"I don't know what's going on?" Hermione was worried.

The empty sea in the distance and the cold, salty sea breeze caressed her face, calming the restlessness in her heart.

"Hermione - Bill and the others are back." Harry shouted in the room.

Then everyone rushed out of the house to greet them.

Hermione followed closely behind, watching Bill and Fleur bring back several badly injured goblins.

"How are they?" Hermione asked quickly.

"Very serious injuries and some curses. I don't know if he can survive." Bill answered quickly and then arranged the goblins into the room.

Hermione followed, thinking she could help.

Bill naturally knew Hermione's abilities.

But he knew that some of these goblins would not be able to hold on.

Remove curses, bandage wounds, and restore blood.

After treating these goblins, a red sun had risen from the sea.

Bill's guess was correct. Of the five goblins he brought back, only three survived the treatment.

The other two died during treatment due to excessive blood loss and the curse.

"Hermione, go get some rest." Fleur said tiredly, "Whatever you want to ask, you have to wait until these goblins wake up."

"I know." Hermione nodded.

Then he returned to the Hogsmeade alchemy workshop.

Four hours later, she reappeared at Shell Cottage.

"Oh, Hermione?" It was Roy Sylph who spoke.

"Drink this." She looked at the tired Hermione and said, "It will do you good."

Hermione took the potion from Roy and drank it.

Suddenly, she felt a warm current flowing into her lower abdomen, and then the warm current flowed throughout her body, and Hermione felt relaxed.

"Aunt Roy, why are you here?"

"No one is there." Roy said, "Sirius heard that the goblin was seriously injured, so he asked me to take a look."

"Oh——" Hermione then remembered that Aunt Roy in front of her was a master alchemist who learned from Wenda's grandmother, and her treatment skills were no inferior to those of the therapists at Rochelle's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Disabilities.

"You are very skilled in healing magic," Roy praised. "You responded in a timely manner. There is not much I can do. I estimate that they will wake up in a while."

As he spoke, Roy patted the empty seat on the sofa next to him.

"Would you like to take a nap? I'll call you when the goblin wakes up."

"Thank you." The little witch did not refuse.

She sat down next to Roy and leaned against her.

But he did not sleep. Instead, he took out the stone tablet obtained from the underground ruins of the Fairy Kingdom and began to study it.

Seeing this, Roy just smiled.

Did not bother.

After about another hour, the sun gradually rose higher.

As it approached noon, the poor winter sunshine was unable to completely dispel the heaviness in the air caused by the unknown.

Theseus Scamander arrives at Shell Cottage.

Sirius and Lupin also came with them.

"Is there any new news?" Sirius asked impatiently almost the moment he rushed into the door, his voice filled with anxiety and eagerness that was difficult to conceal.

Hearing this, Roy turned around and looked at him, shaking his head, his expression still solemn. "No, the injured goblins are still in critical condition. Most of them are still struggling in a coma and cannot provide us with any clues."

"Damn it!" Sirius cursed in a low voice, and clenched his fists involuntarily: "I don't know if these goblins we rescued are of any use."

Lupin patted Sirius' shoulder gently, trying to calm his excitement. "Don't say that, we saved some innocent lives."

"I don't care about the lives of goblins at all." Sirius yelled, "I shouldn't have intervened when the goblin kingdom rebelled before."

"Okay. Let's talk business first." Theseus Scamander interrupted their conversation.

The old man looked worried.

"The Gringotts incident has become a big deal."

"After all, the incident was so huge that the Ministry of Magic couldn't possibly keep it secret."

"So the Ministry of Magic put the blame on us," Sirius said angrily. "The Daily Prophet was full of shit this morning, saying that we were the ones who massacred the goblins in order to loot Gringotts' treasures and accumulate funds to subvert the wizarding world. Damn it - this is the most shameless and despicable smear campaign I have ever seen."

"The situation is clear now," Roy said. "Most people in the wizarding world are well aware that You-Know-Who controls the Ministry of Magic. They won't believe the lies in the Daily Prophet. They just don't dare to speak out because of the power."

"We captured a Death Eater in the melee this morning," Theseus Scamander said coldly.

"After interrogating for a whole morning, I got a piece of news."

"What news?" Roy looked at him.

Hermione also curiously put away the manuscript about the slate in her hand and stuck her head out to look at Theseus Scamander.

"The You-Know-Who has requested that the Death Eaters send additional personnel to Hogwarts within the next week."

"Hogwarts?" Roy frowned. Hogwarts was now in Voldemort's hands. What was the need to send more people at this time?

But Hermione's heart suddenly rose to her throat.

Could it be that Voldemort had discovered that he had organized the young wizards to resist the Death Eaters in the school?

This is impossible. Not to mention that they have done it very carefully, all the members who joined the DA have signed a contract. There is a curse in the contract. If someone informs, the word "informer" will appear on the informer's face.

Even if Voldemort really knew her plan, there was no need to send more people to deal with it. Snape could just clean up the little wizards.

There was something a little odd about it.

"Perhaps this has something to do with the news we are about to get from the goblins." Theseus Scamander said inexplicably. "I have a hunch that the You-Know-Who must have learned something from the goblins, so he arranged for the Death Eaters to send more people into Hogwarts."

"Now, we have to think about taking back Hogwarts."

"Take back Hogwarts?" The others' eyelids jumped.

Because they know exactly what that means.

"Is the final battle about to begin?"