A young man with a somewhat pale face, along with three black-robed men with hoods, walked along the winding cobblestone streets of Diagon Alley towards Gringotts, the snow-white tower that towered above the small shop.

"Bella, you don't have to be nervous, the goblins at Gringotts won't be troublesome. The young man said.

Bellatrix tightened her hood and said, "Master, we're still wanted by the Ministry of Magic, after all. The goblins of Gringotts may betray us. ”

"Don't worry, Bella, I'm sure these goblins won't do such stupid things. You say yes, Lucius. ”

"Yes, my master, the elves will not be troublesome. The people of the Fudge family are so harsh on the goblins, and the goblins won't die for them. Bella, you're going to your own treasure room, and the goblins have no reason to stop you. ”

"Mrs. Lestrange. Finally the black-robed man sneered, "Are you afraid? I thought you were cowardly, but you would have more confidence in your master." ”

"Traverse, don't think I'm a bully! I just don't want my master's plan to be in trouble. Bellatrix said angrily.

"Okay, don't make any noise. The young man said.

Bellatrix and Travers bowed their heads in awe and stopped talking.

In Gringotts, behind the long counter, the elves sat on high stools, receiving customers, and Bellatrix walked straight towards an older elf.

The elf didn't pay attention to Bellatrix at first, but when she took off her hood, the elf's eyes widened.

"Mrs. Lestrange!" said the elf, apparently surprised, "ah! here you are—what can I do for you today?"

"I want to go into my vault. Bellatrix said, "By the way, let's see if the goblins of Gringotts will keep their promise." ”

The older elf straightened his chest, "Lady Lestrange, if the elves don't keep their promises, the wizards won't be at ease to store their belongings in Gringotts. You come with me. ”

The older elf gestured to the younger group, "Lady Lestrange, are these your companions?"

"Yes, they will enter the vault with me. ”

"Yes, Mrs. Lestrange, as you wish. ”

The older goblin clapped his hands, and a younger goblin walked over.

"I'm going to use Ding Dang Tablets. The older goblin said to him, and the young goblin departed quickly, and in a few moments he brought a small leather bag and handed it to the older elf, which seemed to be filled with tinkling metal.

"Please come with me. Mrs. Lestrange," said the older elf, jumping off his stool and disappearing, "I'll take you to your vault. ”

He appeared at the end of the counter and happily ran towards them, the contents of his little leather bag still tinking.

They followed the elf through the door into a rough stone corridor lit by flaming torches.

The elf whistled, and a small cart rolled down the tracks from the darkness. They climbed into the cart, which began to weave along the labyrinthine corridor. Rush down. They made sharp turns from stalactite to stalactite, speeding deep into the earth.

"Bella, your vault is deep enough. The young man said.

"It's nature. The older elf interjected, "Lady Lestrange's vault is one of the most secrecy vaults in Gringotts. ”

The cart ended up in a clearing. A huge fiery dragon was tethered to the ground in front of it, preventing people from approaching the four or five deepest vaults there. Confined underground for so long, the dragon's scales had become pale and loose, and its eyes were cloudy pink. Both hind legs were heavily shackled, and thick chains were attached to huge stakes driven deep into the stone ground. Its large, spiky wings tucked into its sides, filling the entire basement if unfolded. The dragon turned its ugly head at them. Let out a loud roar that makes the stones tremble, and open your mouth to erupt into flames—

"Quiet. The older elf was trying to calm the dragon down, but he noticed that the dragon suddenly stopped as if it had been spelled. Wait, it's not like, this should be a fixation spell.

The young man withdrew his wand, "I haven't been to the deepest part of Gringotts yet, and I didn't expect the rumors of Gringotts using fire dragons to guard the treasure to be true. ”

The older goblin looked at the young man in horror, and it was unheard of to be able to use a immobilization charm to contain a fire dragon with extremely high magic resistance.

"What means do you use to restrain this dragon?" asked the young man.

"Its eyes are gone," the older elf stammered, "but we have a way to control it, it has formed a conditioned reflex against the dingdong, and as soon as we shake the jingle piece, the dragon will dodge." ”

"Open the vault, we've wasted enough time. The young man shook his head, as if unimpressed by the elves' methods.

The older elf complied, and he pressed his palm against a piece of wood, and the door to a 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.

"Bella, you have a lot of wealth. The young man's eyes narrowed.

"These can be offered to the host if he likes it. Bellatrix said.

"I'm not interested in worldly riches, Bella, go find the golden cup, I need it. ”

"That golden cup has been added with a fire charm and a copy charm!" Bellatrix said, "I can't reach that golden cup. ”

"Oh?" said the young man laughed, "I didn't expect 'I' to be so suspicious, was it to guard against you? Bella, but it seems to make some sense, after all, the notebook he gave Lucius was broken. ”

Lucius bowed his head and said, "I'm so sorry, master, I-"

"Well, I'm not going to blame you, Lucius, it's better to destroy things than to fall into the hands of someone else, and that's not what I gave you. Now, let me take a look at the gold cup. ”

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"Drink these potions, Peter Pettigrew. Voldemort said grimly. They were standing on an island in the middle of a lake, a stone basin filled with a green liquid.

"No, no, master, I am faithful to you. Peter Pettigrew fell to his knees and wept bitterly.

"It's a pity, Peter Pettigrew, I can't find a house-elf to do this, so I'll have to do it for you, but don't worry, I'll make your walk less painful. ”

"No, please, master. ”

"Out of body!"

……

"No! no!" Voldemort roared, clutching a rudimentary locket, and he threw a hastily unfolded piece of parchment to the ground:

To the Dark Lord

I was dead long before you read this, but I want you to know that I discovered your secret.

I stole the real Horcrux and planned to destroy it as much as I could.

I'm willing to die in the hope that you will be killed when you meet an opponent.

R.A.B. (To be continued......)