It is impossible to be calm, after all, put such a large pile of gold in front of you, unless you are indifferent to the people who are indifferent to fame and fortune to the extreme, otherwise how many people can calm down in front of such a huge amount of wealth?

Unfortunately - Alan has it in front of him.

Dumbledore is well-informed, and he has long passed the age of valuing money - the philosopher's stone can be destroyed by Dumbledore's own hands, so you can imagine how indifferent Dumbledore will be to the things in the vault.

Sirius, the things in his house are not rare, how can he fall in love with the things in the vault?

As for Professor Snape, he looked at the pile of materials with a little interest, and as for the gold coins or something, they were not in the Potions Master's sight at all - Hogwarts' salary was lower, but potions were worth it!

Don't look at Voldemort's Potions Professor, Professor Slughorn, has always complained about the lack of salary at Hogwarts, and Harry was quite depressed when he first met him, but that was entirely due to Professor Slughorn's spending too much money and the lack of income from Voldemort during that time.

Let's take a look at what people made in the first lesson - an incomparably expensive compound potion, a large vat of elixir that costs more than gold, a small pot...

The prize for the classmates is a large bottle of elixir, although the value or something is not clearly stated, but Malfoy's classmates can be regarded as having seen the world, and there is no half of a word in the nose, and the experiment can be done seriously. . .

If you think about the special tables on the train and the slug clubs, which do not charge anything and use everything at a high level - you know, the professor is just more money-loving, and it is a lie to say that he is poor.

Therefore, thinking of the pot of elixir and the dragon's blood that was put away by the professor for reuse, Alan couldn't help but feel his heart twitch again - just now, just now, what a big dragon, such a dragon that can be filled with a tank for bloodletting, it was so wrong!!

Resentment, resentment, Alan couldn't help but glance at his headmaster with resentful eyes, but Dumbledore not only didn't notice it at all, but also patiently rummaged through the pile of treasures - no doubt, it was definitely not a valuable prop or anything like that, but something that Dumbledore thought was a Horcrux.

However, this is not an easy task, because as the oldest magical family, Lestrange is too rich.

Although not all of their families are in Gringotts, the contents of this vault alone are enough to make people look for them at once - there are few losers in their family, and the accumulation of wealth from generation to generation is more frightening.

"Severus, Sirius, Harry, Alan, you all come and look for it - we don't know what that thing looks like, but from what I know, the people of the Lestrange family will never leave the things that the Dark Lord has asked them to keep everywhere, either in a well-sealed box, or at the top of a pile of the most valuable treasures, everyone look for it according to this condition, and if you find it, don't touch it at will, let me deal with it." Dumbledore commanded.

As he spoke, he flicked his wand and unleashed a protective spell on Alan and the others—"These belongings are all covered with fire charms and replication charms, and they are handled in the way of bloodline identification, and they are connected to Gringotts' alarm system, so they can't be taken out of this room, otherwise they will directly cause alarms." ”

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Alan glanced at Dumbledore and stopped.

To be reasonable, given some time due to Ezreal's legacy, Alan still has some confidence in cracking this alarm - but what can he do?

This is not to tell Dumbledore - dear Headmaster, our goal is either to be free of cavities, or to get Horcruxes, or to rob a bank...

That's not how to die!

As Alan pondered as he searched for the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, Harry showed off his unrivalled powers of observation as a Seeker.

"Headmaster, Alan, isn't it?"

Harry pointed to a golden cup, an incredibly tall shelf against the wall, with shields and elven helmets at the lowest end - no doubt the best of the best, much taller than the things that were stacked haphazardly on the floor.

At the top of the shelf, on the staple of a layer of books, there was only a small and delicate golden cup in a large lattice, which shone brightly in the light.

Alan had already spotted the mark of a badger on the top of the cup—no doubt that was the goal of their trip, the Hufflepuff Gold Cup.

Dumbledore took two or three steps, piles of gold coins and expensive utensils creaking under his feet, but Dumbledore didn't stop at all, and even used his wand to wave the gold under his feet and pile it into a staircase-like existence, so that he could better see the cup.

Looking at what was probably the most expensive stepping stone at Dumbledore's feet, Allen's heart twitched.

'Not mine, not mine, not mine---"

Just when Allen's heart was broken, Dumbledore took out a box from his pocket and opened it, directly buckled the cup into it, pushed it to the shelf, pulled the box out, caught it with the lid, and then closed the box, and released a few magic spells on the box by the way, Shi Shiran stuffed the box into his pocket.

Well, the action is smooth, except for the appreciation of the pain, there are no steps to drag the mud and water, and the Horcrux is in hand.

Then, Dumbledore suddenly spoke to Alan:

"Well done Alan - this is exactly what we need, and from the rest of my intelligence, the treasure trove in front of me is clearly what Voldemort needs most. Dumbledore looked around at the treasure and continued:

"So, I'm going to destroy this vault. ”

Wreck?

Alan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized what the principal said.

To destroy - not to take away, the meaning of this phrase could not be more obvious.

Not to mention Allen, even Harry was stunned: "Why, Headmaster Dumbledore?

"Gringotts has unleashed protective magic on every piece of treasure, and if we have to take it all out, even I won't be able to crack it in a short time, all we want is to keep Voldemort from the help of these treasures. Dumbledore paused, then continued, "And, as far as I know, even if the money shouldn't have fallen into Voldemort's hands, it shouldn't have been taken by you—it's too big for your age, and it's too easy to come by, especially if it's not coming from the right place. ”

All right.

Alan shrugged his shoulders and accepted the fact with great distress - according to Dumbledore's educational philosophy, how could they be allowed to do such a thing as robbing a bank?

Even if they have to do it, they won't be allowed to benefit from it.

Alan sighed - that's it, let's work hard to make money, don't think about making this kind of money...

However, just when Alan was not intended, Dumbledore's voice suddenly changed:

"However, you can still take out a small amount of things, and adventure and harvest are inseparable - I make an exception to allow you to bring what you consider to be your most valuable treasure, but there is a limit to the quantity. ”

Dumbledore looked at Harry, then at Allen, "So, what are you waiting for? ”

Desperate to survive!

Alan barely looked back, and rushed straight to the bookshelf.

That's right, Dumbledore's words weren't just for them to pick treasures, but also for their eyesight—compared to the tangible riches, the most precious things in this room were the books.

I just don't know why, Alan feels heartache and can't breathe...