Chapter 48: The Maniac

"It's not your turn to teach my men a lesson, Travers!" Hermione was clearly in shape by this time, and she looked almost the same as Bellatrix.

"It's just a greeting!" Travers wasn't easily intimidated, he drew his wand and was about to cast a spell on Silver.

But Silver was much quicker than he was, and a red spell flew out of the tip of his staff and struck Travers in the chest. Travers flew several meters on his back as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer and fell to the ground.

"I feel like I'm hearing broken bones. Silver now had a weird smile on his ugly face, "I've got rid of the eyesore, ma'am." ”

"Damn. Travers lay on the ground, he felt his ribs break several times, "Who the hell are you?!"

"I'm Quasimodo and I'm from France. Silver did not hesitate to report a pseudonym.

"Sorry, Travers, I'm in a hurry. Hermione said, "So I won't call St. Mungo's first aid for you, just wait and see if anyone is willing to help you." ”

"Good luck, Mr. Travers. Silver gave Travers an ugly smile.

Travers, wailing on the ground, could only watch the two leave with hatred.

"What you just said was great, Hermione. Silver whispered.

"I was a little nervous at first, Jack. Hermione's breathing was a little quicker than before, and she was obviously trying her best to keep herself from revealing her flaws.

"Take it easy, Hermione, you'll find that it's nice to be a shrew. Silver said with a grin.

"It's nice to be an ugly guy. Hermione shot back.

Silver froze.

"Why did you deliberately provoke Travers and then wound him, and would that have caught their attention?" said Hermione.

"Travers is a very difficult fellow, suspicious and odd-tempered, and if I hadn't knocked him down just now, he would have stuck like a kraft candy, and it might have been too late to do it again. ”

"Is he suspicious now?"

"It's supposed to be covered up for the time being. At least that's enough for us to accomplish our goals. Silver and Hermione stopped, and they walked down the winding cobblestone streets to a snow-white tower that towered high above the small shop.

This is the only financial institution in the wizarding world, Gringotts.

They had reached the bottom of the marble steps leading to the bronze gate, and found that the uniformed elves on either side of the gate had been replaced by two wizards, each holding a slender golden rod.

"Ah, the Honest Probe," Silver sighed exaggeratedly, "I didn't expect them to move so fast, and they had already reached into Gringotts!"

They walked up the steps. The wizards to the left and right of the gate nodded at Hermione—they clearly recognized Bellatrix. The wizards raised their golden rods and moved them up and down Silverzhou's body. Knowing that the instrument would detect hidden spells and hidden magical objects, Silver cast a color at Hermione, who tapped the two guards with her wand and whispered twice to confuse her. The two guards were struck by the spell, and both were slightly stunned.

Hermione climbed the steps, her long black hair wafting like waves behind her.

"Wait, ma'am. The doorman said, holding up the detector.

"You've just checked!" Hermione said in Bellatrix's haughty, domineering tone. The doorman was confused, staring down at the thin golden detector, then at his companion. The latter said a little dazedly: "Yes, you just checked them, Marius. ”

Hermione strode forward, Silver following her.

In front of the second door stood two goblins. The silver gates are engraved with verses that thieves will be punished. Behind the long counter, the elves sit on high stools and receive the first customers of the day. Hermione and Silver walked towards an older elf who was examining a thick gold coin through his lenses.

Hermione strode forward.

"Mrs. Lestrange!" said the elf. Obviously surprised, "Ahhhh

"I want to meet the elf prisoner. Hermione said.

The older elf trembled. Silver glanced around, and several elves looked up at Hermione.

"Mrs. Lestrange...... I don't understand what you're talking about. The goblin asked.

"Don't play dumb. Goblin. Silver spoke, his deep voice combined with his ugly appearance to frighten children in the Muggle world. "You know who we're looking for. ”

"He's dead. The old goblin said.

"You're lying. Silver said, staring into the old goblin's eyes, "He's definitely not dead!"

Hermione cleared her throat, "Listen, goblins, if you're going to be on our side, you'd better show a little sincerity, we have to meet Spencer today." ”

"He's a true madman, ma'am. The goblin said. "It's definitely not a good idea to meet him. ”

"But if it weren't for this madman protecting you, this Gringotts wouldn't have belonged to the goblins a long time ago. Silver said, "Take us there, we're here today to make some deal with Spencer, like some deal that will help the elf......"

"Then I hope you don't regret it. The old goblin said, clapping his hands, and a younger goblin came 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. "Yes, yes, please come with me, Mrs. Lestrange and this gentleman. The older elf said, jumping off the stool, "Since you insist, I'll take you to the madman Spencer ......" (to be continued......)