Gringotts, the only wizarding bank.

The elves are firmly guarded over there, using all their abilities to guard most of the wizards' most valuable materials, and the perfect anti-theft network has made it almost impossible to lose anything here.

Of course, since the word almost exists, there is no doubt that there are examples of theft.

In terms of what happened so far, the most recent one was when Voldemort and Quirrell joined forces to invade - it even made a sensation, because for most wizards, it was unbelievable that someone could invade Gringotts' defenses and make it out alive.

Of course, Harry followed the invasion - but that time it was significantly less difficult, not only did the team mix up spies from within the bank, but the bank's security system was also a mess because Voldemort controlled the order of the entire British wizarding world, after all, as far as the goblins themselves are concerned, they are free, and they have the right to leave their jobs...

Of course, this information is outdated, after all, Eren is currently planning to do something pretty awesome enough to bulldoze all records - get his headmaster into the team to hack into the bank.

Otherwise, why would he do so much foreshadowing?

It's not that I'm afraid that the principal, after a period of deep thought, will solemnly say to them: "Well, the plan is really inappropriate, let's pack up and go back to school for lunch... ”

Then it really hurts.

Fortunately, it is clear that the priority of killing Tom is more important on Dumbledore's side than obeying the law - for example, people like Mundungus will be fished out by Dumbledore, and many Aurors in private are also Dumbledore factions through and through, which obviously shows that Dumbledore does not mind using darker methods to protect the light.

But the wizarding law of the wizarding world is worth the word hehe - Umbridge privately used a dementor to attack Harry, and then admitted it to himself in a high-sounding manner, the Ministry of Magic itself is not serious, who do you expect to obey...

Dumbledore was clearly a more radical man of action than Allen - while Alan was still rejoicing at convincing the Headmaster to make the team of dungeons luxurious, Dumbledore had already set up a mission.

"Severus, do you have a polyjuice potion over there? I think we'll need to disguise ourselves a little bit this time. ”

"Yes, I have enough potions here. ”

Dumbledore nodded, looking at Sirius, "Sirius, do you know where the Lestrange family vault is?"

"I'm sorry, Headmaster, I really don't know about that, maybe you can ask Mondongues, he knows a little bit about the gossip. ”

This is a normal thing, obviously not Sirius and her cousin have a good relationship to the level that she will take Sirius to run her husband's treasury, after all, Bella's children in the same school do not follow their mother's original surname, Black, nor Lestrange, but directly surnamed Riddle...

It was embarrassing, but Eren clearly underestimated Dumbledore's decisiveness after making up his mind.

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The dim light, the warm fireplace, the smell of alcohol, vomit, kerosene on the wood, and the stench of a few strangely dressed guys all mingled together made this tavern taste unusually bad.

It's a tavern that doesn't even bother to make out the sign, and it's dozens of notches lower than the Leaky Cauldron Bar at the entrance to Diagon Alley — at least it's a few notches higher than the Leaky Cauldron Bar in a place where almost no birds.

None of the people who haunt here are rich people - to be exact, some of them are not even sour.

This is a hotel in London that accepts strange things, such as werewolves, vampires, centaurs, and even house-elves, goblins, etc., as long as you can pay enough, the owner here will take the money with a smile and hand over a large glass of wine.

Don't look at the Leaky Cauldron Bar as shabby, but these non-human creatures are absolutely not allowed to enter it - just like the Sparkle who was handed the clothes likes to drink all day to forget about those things, she is absolutely not allowed to enter the storefront of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and can only spend money in such a low-class hotel.

Yes, low.

Due to the discrimination of most wizards, those outliers don't have much money at all - to be exact, they don't even have a handful of Sicos in their hands, and Nath has a little more, but they still don't have enough money in their bags.

And after a lot of outliers joined, it was unrealistic to expect wizards to come over and get drunk, they would even discriminate against their own people, how could they come and sit here happily with a bunch of heterogeneous?

However, this is what Alan and the others are looking for—Dumbledore found it through Mundungus, to be exact.

Of course, their destination was not to come and see the strange atmosphere of the wizarding world, and they were not planning to come over to invite Harry for a drink or something, but to find a goblin.

To be precise, a goblin who was expelled from Gringotts.

Bill went home after helping Gringotts and said that as long as he could bring enough profit to the elves, the elves would have no problem with his actions.

The reverse of this basically means that if you can't bring enough benefits to Gringotts, then you will have to ask for more blessings if the goblins do something to you...

To be precise, those greedy fellows won't even let go of their own people - after they have suffered huge losses, even their own people will be ruthlessly banished by them.

For example, the current elf, a fellow in charge of appraisal who has been working at Gringotts for thirty years, mistakenly bought a batch of magically treated rubies last month because he didn't notice the damage to the scales, which caused the purchase price of this batch of gems to be a full twenty percent higher, making him regarded by his own people as an old and useless existence, and thus expelled from the group, and he could only spend time here by buying drunk all day.

This was the information provided by Mundungus - when Dumbledore asked him how he could get some information inside Gringotts, it only took him an hour and a half to find the right person and investigate the location of the being who might be helpful to Alan and their next actions.

After knowing the address, after using the polyjuice decoction and changing the look, Dumbledore took Alan and them to this tavern, and successfully found this appraiser - to be precise, the former appraiser.

When Alan and his party arrived, the old goblin with white hair in his ears was sadly drinking the tenth bottle of wine - he had enough financial means to spend money in this bar, but it was just that being driven out made him extremely sad.

The boss didn't even ask who they were when Eren and the others entered, and after making sure that their clothes could definitely afford to pay instead of coming for an overlord meal, the boss continued to wipe the cup in his hand - although the wand was close to him, it was clear that the shopkeeper had no intention of using magic to clean his utensils.

"Something?" the boss asked directly, without raising his head.

"Four cups of tequila, one glass of butterbeer. Sirius picked up the conversation and began to look around the hotel - it wasn't too easy, especially when the room was dim and wanted to go dark...

"Butterbeer, sorry, there's nothing for kids here—" The boss replied quickly, but with a slight contempt in his tone, clearly upset that someone had ordered something like this in his hotel.

"Then change to a glass of water. “

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Obviously, the boss has never encountered such a high-lever existence, and he is completely unaware of a godfather's determination to never allow his godson to drink until he reaches adulthood.

"Alright, a glass of water—hell clear water!" the boss muttered, then pushed over what they had ordered.

With their cups in hand, they pretended to be careless and walked around looking for a location, and soon found their target, and then gathered around the table over there.

"Sorry, please leave, no one is welcome to share a table here!" a drunken voice erupted, and the elf tried to wave them away.

However, just as he waved his arm, he suddenly realized that he couldn't move even a finger.

"What do you want to do!Boss, there's someone making trouble here!" He shouted out with all his strength - he clearly knew how terrifying the boss's combat power was, the last time a werewolf drank too much and wanted to bite someone, he was stunned by the spell that broke through the powerful defense after the transformation, and then was stunned and tied to the pillar and hung for a whole night before letting it go...

But unfortunately, his voice couldn't be heard at all - just as Alan and the others came over, the soundproofing magic and everything were completely done, just waiting for this person to consciously negotiate with them.

"Don't get excited, sir, we don't mean anything malicious, we're just here to talk about something. “

Alan said this with a smile on his face, which by the way blocked the sight of the people next to him, making them seem to think that Alan had a pretty good relationship with the man in front of him.

"No, I'm not in business, I don't have any interest in where you're coming from, I want you to let me go right away, so I don't report that someone in the Ministry of Magic is trying to interfere with the goblins who have been working diligently for the Ministry of Magic for years!"

"Tsk," Alan shook his fingers, suddenly feeling strange, but quickly ignored the illusion, "Don't make a fuss, Mr. Goldcoin, as far as we know, you were just expelled from your clan last week, whether it's the Ministry of Magic or Gringotts, and you've been removed at the moment." ”

Uh-Ellen feels like a villain.

And the goblin in front of him named Jin Coin is obviously the existence that trembles under the threat of the villain.

Delusion, delusion, Alan comforted himself after examining the gazes of the few people around him who were fine.

"No, that's not my fault! Those gems are completely fine, I have already lowered the price, even if the quality is more than 20%, they will not lose money, they are framing me, deliberately getting me an inaccurate balance and weight!"

Mr. Gold Coin complained.

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Just when Alan felt that these goblins were black-hearted profiteers and the guilt in his mind disappeared all at once, Mr. Gold finally noticed that something was wrong at the moment.

"Bastard, what am I talking to you about! You're not those vicious guys, you're another bunch of vampires, demons trying to exploit the hard-earned savings of the old gold coins, you're in league with those bastards, I tell you, I'm not going to give in, don't try to get those five Galleons from me!"

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This door-slamming goblin!

Is it a distant relative of the goblins? and took five Galleons with him when he went out drinking?

Alan didn't believe that this guy was so poor after being a Gringotts appraiser for so many years, and he didn't even care about five Galleons to protect him!

Wait, is there something wrong?

They are asking for information, not here to rob money...

I was almost fooled by this old goblin!

Of course, Alan did not rule out at all that this old goblin really decided to fight them to the end for the sake of Garon, after all, no one could imagine the strangeness of the goblin.

"Ahem, you seem to have made a mistake, Mr. Gold, we're not robbers, to be precise, we're here to talk about a deal, we're going to give you a lot of money, and you can get those shiny galleons with just a few insignificant pieces of information. ”

Well, Dumbledore will compare this to the money anyway - if Alan is counted on, everyone will not be talking about business at this moment, and it is estimated that they will already have a direct fight to read the memory. 、

Of course, there is a failure rate, but after all, it is much better than a large sum of money and not sure if it is really true, right?

"A lot of money, what money!" Mr. Gold Coin was clearly tempted by this thing.

As an existence that has worked at Gringotts for many years, at this moment his occupational disease has flareed up again, and it is best to have money or something.

"Isn't it nice that we need some small information about the inside of Gringotts, and after we get this information, Mr. Gold, you say that you will be paid a large sum of money, and then we forget about each other, and everyone doesn't know anything, isn't it?"

Alan was obviously not distressed about spending Dumbledore's money, but he seemed to underestimate the professionalism of the Gringotts elves.

"No way, what are you kidding, I'm absolutely not-"

It came to an abrupt end.

A beautiful magic prop appeared from Dumbledore's hand, and the eyes of the gold coin glowed.

"I won't disagree with this deal!"