Chapter 65: The Shot of the Pull Ring

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A fiery dragon was staring at the elves.

It was a huge body covered with scales, but years of being imprisoned underground had caused these scales to become pale and loose, and the long-term darkness of life had degenerated the dragon's blood-red eyes, becoming cloudy and slightly godless, a sickly pink. The two hind legs were imprisoned by heavy shackles, and the thick chains attached to the huge stakes that had been driven deep into the stone floor, and the spiked wings, which could be used as weapons if necessary, were tucked at either side of its body, and a rough estimate showed that if it could be deployed, it would fill the entire room.

The dragon glared at the goblins with some resentment, but to no avail.

The goblins took out small metal utensils from their bags and shook them with a loud and crisp clanging sound, like a small hammer smashing on an anvil.

As soon as the dragon, which was still vicious just a moment ago, heard this voice, it immediately died down, and retreated with a cower, trembling slightly.

Who says wizards don't understand science?

Isn't that one of the uses of conditioning?

The painful punishment inflicted on the dragon when he was a child is accompanied by the sound of this dingdang, and these psychological shadows are carved into the bone marrow when the dragon becomes an adult.

Even so, the dragon's hoarse roar of fear still made the elves dizzy.

The elves slowly groped their way to the door of the vault, and one of the elves put his finger on the wood, and the door of the vault disappeared, revealing a hole filled from floor to ceiling, not to mention mountains of gold coins, wine cups made of pure gold, standard swords and armor, the skins of various exotic animals with spines or wings, and precious potions of various colors for unknown purposes.

It is said that after the elven rebellion was suppressed, they lost the right to use their wands, and a fluorescent flicker was enough to solve the problem, but now they have to use lamps to grow light in dim places.

But in fact, this is simply an act of self-sacrifice, and they often don't need to use a wand to cast spells, but now they may have forgotten about their talents.

One of the leading elves looked at them and said, "Old rule, be careful not to touch these things in other parts of your body, otherwise you all know the consequences." With that, the goblins took out a pair of gloves from their pockets at the same time and put them on.

For these treasures of great value, it is necessary to put another insurance, each object here has been added with a fire charm and a copy charm, the two spells combined to produce a geometric increase in power, if someone tries to steal wealth that does not belong to him, the hot gold or other valuable items, will be endlessly copied and grown, and then leave the thief with two ways to die, burned or crushed.

The elves who have been dealing with it for many years have also made many special gloves for this purpose, which are covered with strange patterns, and the unique craftsmanship and materials of the elves can avoid the triggering of spells, and facilitate their management of these items.

Pull Ring looked around. Almost at first glance, Pull Ring saw the little golden cup that Malfoy had described to him.

"Two finely finished solid gold handles, the cup is carved with symbolic and delicate carvings, and a badger is carved on it. ”

"You don't need to bring it to me, I just ask you to "ruin" it. ”

The difficulty of bringing it out and destroying it will not be the same at all, even if it is reluctantly brought out by relying on a moment of chaos, since every item of Gringotts' business is registered, the subsequent inventory will inevitably be exposed.

Malfoy's only request for destruction was: "Just let the liquid in this bottle stain the golden cup." ”

Pull-Ring didn't know what the bottle of liquid was in his pocket, but he only knew that he just needed to do what Malfoy said, he said it was revenge, that was revenge, it was said that this vault was the collection of the Lestrange family, and they were too entangled with pure-blood families to bother with it.

He couldn't move in full view, so he could only slowly count the treasures, waiting for the right time for him to act, the golden cup that was shining in the three spotlights, and in the eyes of the ring represented the sword of Gryffindor.

Ra Ring struggled to control his breathing steadily, so as not to let the goblins around him see his nervousness.

Even if it is not taken away, it is always damage to the employer's belongings, and it is impossible to do it in a fair and open manner.

God knows what was in the bottle, but he'd heard of something called a liquid bomb in the Muggle world.

The tab, which had already decided to start, became more cautious.

He also had to try to get himself out as much as possible.

He didn't want to lose his job.

Time passed minute by minute, and there were fewer and fewer things to be checked, and there was not much time left for him, but the more time it came, the more he knew that he couldn't be in a hurry, and he still maintained the same efficiency as the goblins, and counted carefully.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Puller's head.

"Traverse, my goodness, look at the gold coins at your feet, you touched them. Ra Ring suddenly threw a wine glass he was counting on the ground and said in a panic.

"What?" The elf named Travers was also startled when he heard this, and in a flash of excitement, the gold coins he was counting in his hand fell on the cuff of his trousers.

Disaster began to strike.

"No!" Travers watched in despair as the coin began to be copied, and he shook the piles of copies off his trouser legs, ignoring the pain of the burn.

Except for Travers, no one knows if he actually had gold under his feet before.

Obviously, he is also anxious now, and he can't care about pursuing all this.

"Let's go! we'll be back when the spell is over. The leading goblin made a quick decision, but was the first to rush out the door.

If Malfoy was also present, he would have "complimented" that this goblin behaved in the same way as a man surnamed Fan.

"Don't leave me behind!" Travers shouted in despair as his former colleagues rushed mercilessly towards the door, hoping that someone would help him.

The place where the gold coin fell just now was the hem of his trousers, and at this time, it was impossible to tell how much fabric was left, and the piercing eyes had been melted clean by the heat. The coins, which were only formless and useless, seemed to be stuck to his legs and took root, and there was a clattering sound, which was the sound of gold coins falling, but every time a pile of gold coins fell to the ground, more gold coins would be generated.

The blazing heat made the goblin scream, and a wave of heat spread around him, and no one wanted to rescue him, for it might well take him.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one in the room except Travers and Ra Ring, and the gold coins continued to roar like waves to fill the empty room, and Traverse, the poor elven employee, was almost unconscious from the heat.

Ra Huan's face showed an unbearable look, and his eyes were full of struggle and hesitation.

However, the matter has come to this point, and the arrow is on the bow, and it has to be sent!

He pulled out the glass bottle that Malfoy had prepared for him. Take aim and throw it at the Golden Cup.

The rattling sound drowned out the crisp sound of the glass shattering, and the pitch-black basilisk venom immediately seeped into all parts of the golden cup.

Ra Ring felt like she was hallucinating from the scorching heat.

Because he heard a desperate and sharp howl in him, the cold that went straight to the bone marrow made him shiver violently, even though it was a terrifying scorching area, he still felt the curse and unwillingness that penetrated his soul.

Pulling the ring staggered towards Travers, who was already in a coma, and slowly dragged the innocent victim out of the sea of gold coins with his thin body and slender arms, and his undoubted conscience prompted him to save the victim.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

One meter.

This distance is enough for the two goblins to call the distance between hell and heaven.

At this critical moment, a few goblins who realized it later finally reached out outside the door, pulled them by the hand, pulled them into the original cave, and quickly closed the hole.

"Whew. The rest of the aftermath clutched his chest and gasped.

"We need to hurry up and report this accident to the president. The goblin who had just taken the lead seemed to have come to his senses only now, and hurried out, while the rest of the goblins each cast disdainful glances at him.

I ran faster than anyone else just now, and now that I've been rescued, I'm probably embarrassed to stay here.

The few remaining goblins enjoyed the rare aftermath of the catastrophe, and the dragon at the entrance let out a breath of turbidity when they saw this, yawning by the way, and silently laughing at the goblins who were scurrying with their heads in their arms.

"Click. ”

There was a wail from the hole behind him, and the crack visible to the naked eye was rapidly expanding, and the blinding golden light could be faintly seen through it.

"No, damn it!" the remaining goblins cursed in unison, and then began to flee for their lives in a hurry, but fortunately they found it relatively early, and they were able to leave enough time for them.

When the last goblin left the ground completely, the crack in the door suddenly expanded, and a torrent of gold poured out, carrying an irresistible power and a monstrous heat wave towards the road.

The dragon, who had just gloated, could only bear the terrifying impact with its flesh and blood, and the elves were not so kind to help it unlock the locks.

Merlin is on top, and now is perhaps the moment when this rich dragon hates gold coins the most in his life.