"Be careful, be careful, this fire dragon's temper has become more and more brutal in recent years, it is too old to see clearly, so it is crazy to attack everything around it. If it weren't for the high asking price of the Romanian dragon farm, we would have replaced it with a new fire dragon a long time ago. The old goblin said dissatisfiedly, "The price of fire dragons in Europe and the Americas is too high, those wizards only have gold in their eyes, we are communicating with China, and the wizards there have expressed their willingness to sell us a Chinese fireball at a lower price." ”

As he spoke, he took out some small metal utensils and handed them out to everyone.

These metal utensils can be shaken, and when shaken, they make a loud and crisp clanging sound, like a small hammer smashing on an anvil.

"You know what to do. "The old elf said slowly, "It thinks of pain as soon as it hears this sound, and it retreats, and then we go over and stop at the door of the Lestrange family's vault, and I will put my palm up and open the door, which is the highest level vault I am authorized to open." ”

"Just put your palms on the door?" Evan asked.

"Yes, Mr. Lestrange, is there any problem?"

"It's a little bit of a problem, because we still have two people here, so ......" Evan pointed his wand at him, "Out of body." ”

The fluttering sense of control flowed from his brain to his wand again, and the old goblin's bewildered expression turned into a polite indifference.

"Hermione, Elaine, come out, we won't need him here. Evan said as he found two new metal tools and handed them to Hermione and Elaine, "It's going better than expected, the elves are too scared of Bellatrix and the Death Eaters to take action even if they have any suspicions." ”

The timing was just right, and today's operation went so smoothly that Evan wondered if Voldemort had come to Gringotts to intimidate the goblins last night.

That's why the goblins are so docile.

"Aven, are you going to deal with them?" asked Hermione, pointing to the old elf and Bellatrix.

"The Oblivion Charm is enough for the elf, I can modify his memory, as for Bellatrix......"

"Are you going to kill her?"

"She deserves it!" said Harry, "she's done so many bad things, she should have been killed a long time ago." ”

"I know, but we're not Wizengamot, and we don't have the right to judge, and we don't have the right to kill people. Even in the last moments, the Aurors were not authorized to take extreme measures against the Death Eaters and Dark Wizards, and neither did we. Hermione hesitated, "I know it's bad, but it's not in combat......"

"So what are you going to do to bring this woman back and put it away?" Harry asked rhetorically, annoyed by Hermione.

"I don't know!" Hermione shook her head, "I've been thinking about this just now......"

A wizard who is too kind or decent is like this, too sticking to principles and bottom lines, even if the other party is a heinous criminal.

Once you do something, you may not be wrong, but you will feel very sorry for your conscience.

For example, killing people in non-combat, no matter how deserving the other party is, is cruel murder and an immoral act.

Just because you have to fight against Voldemort and the Death Eaters, you can't lower your moral bottom line to the same position as the other party.

But if they kill each other in battle, then it's a different matter, otherwise they would have fought Voldemort for something.

"I've thought about it, I think it would be a good option to keep Bellatrix in the Lestrange family's vault, there's no need to kill her dirty hands, even if she deserves it, I can cast a spell on her, so she'll stay unconscious until she's woken up, and when the war is over I, we can tell the Aurors she's here. "I'd better go down there, and take a look, you know it's the Slytherin vault." ”

"You mean, the Slytherin vaults?" Elaine asked, confused.

"Yes, many ancient pure-blood wizarding families have vaults in Gringotts, and the Slytherin family is no exception, and Salazar Slytherin owns the first vault after Gringotts was built. Evan continued, "Instead of stealing, you're now the rightful heir to that vault, Elaine, and we're qualified to open it. ”

"But we don't have the keys. ”

"Nobody has it, but you can't go wrong and try your luck there. Evan said, holding up the metal utensils in his hand, "Come on, let's go in." ”

They turned the corner again as they shook the dingdang, and the noise echoed between the stone walls, amplified many times.

The dragon let out another hoarse roar and stepped back, and could see it trembling, and as it got closer, the terrible scars on its face became clearer, and it must have been trained to fear the fiery sword at the sound of a dingdang.

Because it was close enough, he could even feel the amazing heat coming from the dragon's body.

After a few seconds, everyone entered the small room at the end behind the dragon.

As soon as Ding Dang's voice stopped, he could hear the angry roar of the dragon and a wave of heat.

Even through the walls, the temperature is still surprisingly high.

Through a short tunnel, they came to a circular staircase that spiraled upwards.

Both times the walls are vaults with the coat of arms of the wizarding family.

At the top of the staircase, the closest to the dragon's head, is the entrance to the deepest part of Gringotts.

"The Lestrange Family...... Here!" said Aven, pointing his wand at the old elf.

The old elf moved, pressed his palm against the wood, and the door to the vault vanished, revealing a hole. The cave was stuffed from floor to ceiling with gold coins and goblets, silver armor, the skins of various exotic animals with spines or hanging wings, potions in a treasure bottle, and a skull still wearing a crown.

The area of the cave is huge, and for a wizarding family, even if it has been accumulated for thousands of years, it is an amazing wealth.

Fairy Raring was right, Sirius's mother divided all of the Black family's treasures equally among her two nieces before she died.

That's why Bellatrix is so rich.

"This is it, where is the Hufflepuff Gold Cup?" asked Harry, preparing to rush in.

"Wait, Harry, there's other magic in there. "We'd better be careful not to touch anything inside, especially gold." Okay, let's go in together, stand at the entrance, and look for the Golden Cup. ”

They walked in, barely had time to look around when a dull metal crash was heard behind them.

The door reappeared, sealing them all in the vault, and it was pitch black all around.