Fairy festival or something—it doesn't exist.

Not to mention the gold coins that have been expelled from the clan here, even if Harry meets the current employee of Gringotts in the future, pull the ring, and take out the Gryffindor short sword, he can still easily get all the information about Gringotts.

Well, Harry was still a poor man at the time - he couldn't get to the bank, he didn't have any money with him, and all he could use to buy the Ring was Gryffindor's short sword.

But Dumbledore is obviously different, although we always habitually call Dumbledore the First White Wizard, but in fact, Dumbledore's financial resources are absolutely commensurate with his status as the First White Wizard.

Of course, this wasn't a direct Golden Galleon, but a lot of magic items - when Harry lost Sirius, Dumbledore said to Harry, "Destroy my belongings as much as you want, I dare say I have too much." ”

Proper domineering President Fan, and not a bit of a liar, so, after the elf's face showed a less cooperative expression, the well-informed Dumbledore was ready to get things out.

An unknown magic prop - at least Alan is a turtle in terms of magic props, and he doesn't know much about its corresponding function and function, but it is clear that the gold coin, as a former Gringotts appraiser, although there was a relatively low-level mistake, but he has undoubted wisdom in the business of eating.

"Oh my God! This is a magic item from the time of King William of the Conqueror!"

The gold coin stopped abruptly, and his face began to distort.

Obviously, after the onset of occupational disease, he directly used his work habits to tell the origin of this thing, and only when he said it was halfway through that he remembered that this thing did not belong to him at present, so he stopped - of course, if he could have had such a good consciousness before, he would not have been expelled because of such a small mistake, the reason is very simple, he said it so accurately, so that those goblin colleagues always can't suppress the price when they buy...

However, to the surprise of the gold coin, even if he accidentally revealed too much of something, the precious magic item was still handed over.

After Alan silently worshiped the big guy in his heart for being rich and willful, his face was kind:

"Well, as we just said, we need some small information - such as the defense measures on the side of Lord Gling, the patrol hours of the guards, the location of the Lestrange family's vault, and a series of other small problems. ”

"No, you're going to rob Gringotts!" the hand that was about to catch the small box suddenly stopped, as if seeing the box be released with a transfiguration spell and become a poisonous snake.

Unfortunately, neither the sound nor the movement could be transmitted - it would be strange if the magic that Dumbledore had personally made was broken casually.

Shrugging his shoulders, Alan reached directly to the magic prop, and then put his hand in his pocket, got up, and glanced at the others, but at this moment it was unusually discordant in the team - none of them moved...

Dumbledore wanted to leave, but when he saw this scene, his face twitched involuntarily and he sat still...

At this moment, Alan's heart is probably like this(╯"□′)╯(┻━┻!!

Can you cooperate with you, aren't you teammates?

Why are you so skilled in pit people?

Actually, seriously, don't blame Sirius for their lack of strength - Harry doesn't know the routine, Sirius's valuable magic props and worthless garbage are stuffed into the bag and thrown away, as for Professor Snape, waiting for him to cooperate with Alan?

Besides, don't think that Professor Snape doesn't know the goods, it's just that this kind of magic item is not too precious to him now - this is not the case when Professor Snape was a child, as a master of potions, the price of every bottle of potions he makes himself is not a small amount in the market, just look at the private collection of Professor Snape's Potions classroom to know how rich the professor is.

Whether it was the raw materials for a polyjuice potion such as African tree snake skin that Harry couldn't get through normal channels, or the cheek pouch grass that could help them breathe underwater, these things were all present in Professor Snape's private collection, but they couldn't be obtained through owl mail order or anything - after the potion of Voldemort's resurrection, Barty Jr. couldn't even get tree snake skin or anything from the market, so he had to venture into the stuff from Professor Snape's office to make the compound potion.

Admittedly, this has something to do with the fact that the medicinal materials consumed by the soup of Voldemort's resurrection are so expensive that the high-priced raw materials on the market are simply unaffordable, but it also shows how much energy Professor Snape has - something that others can't afford, relying on his inventory, Little Barty can actually maintain the dose of transformation twenty-four hours a day!

Of course, it's not Professor Snape's fault - in Professor Snape's inner understanding, Harry has always been the raw material that Harry secretly stook, so even with such a large amount, Harry still only got a warning, nothing happened...

Of course, Alan can't say this here - if he did, it would be possible for the angry professor to fight him on the spot...

Helplessly looking at the four companions who were sitting there without moving, Alan helplessly rubbed the new face that he had now conjured.

"Forget it, let's not play false, presumably Gringotts doesn't have any tutorials to teach Occlumency, do you choose it yourself, run away with your things, or do we forcibly read your memories and bury you in the forest next to you?"

Eren tried his best to pretend to be vicious - one sings red-faced and the other white-faced routine, Dumbledore should be able to cooperate, right?

However, he thought too much.

"Sign the contract, the unbreakable contract, I swear to tell you all the information as it is, without any reservations, you must ensure my safety and give me that precious prop, otherwise I will die, and you will not want to get any information!"

As if the gold coin had exploded, it shouted loudly, and the impatient appearance directly choked Allen's words behind him, and he almost lost his breath.

After a long time, Alan eased up, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Hehe...