"Take me to my vault, leprechaun, and put my new collection inside. Bellatrix said arrogantly.

"No problem, Mrs. Lestrange, we'll assign a goblin to serve you and help you get things in, you just have to ......"

"Didn't you hear me going into the vault?" Bellatrix said impatiently.

"Then I need to look at your wand, ma'am. The old goblin seemed to wince a little, he hesitated for a moment before reaching out his hand with a slight tremble, and explained in fear, "Anyone who enters the vault in that area needs to verify their identity, and the Lestrange family's vault has some special rules, I have to make sure ......"

"What are you talking about, verifying your identity? You want to check my wand, right?" Bellatrix slowly pulled out his wand, and instead of handing it over, he waved it inadvertently, and the elf's face immediately became a deep scar.

The old elf screamed, he covered his face and flinched, and the other elves stopped what they were doing and looked at Bellatrix, their terrified eyes filled with unconcealable hatred and fear.

"Mrs. Lestrange ......"

"Filthy little goblin, you are doubting me, suspecting the Dark Lord's most loyal servant!" Bellatrix said sharply, pointing her wand at the old goblin, "and you want to touch my wand with your dirty hands!

"No, no, no, ma'am, I'm just following the rules......" the old goblin hurriedly argued.

"That's the rule, drill your wrists!" Bellatrix shouted cruelly, not giving him much of a chance to defend himself.

The old leprechaun slipped from his tall chair and fell to the ground, screaming in tears.

Evan frowned, he could feel Hermione touching him in the back, this was not his order, Bellatrix really likes to torture people, even under the control of the Imperius Curse, they are making trouble, a few goblins have already come, it would be bad if it caused the goblins to resist, suspicion or other unnecessary trouble.

Evan hurriedly ordered her to unravel the spell and stop the torment.

"Shut up, goblin, I'll repeat one last time, take me to my vault, or I'll go in with your head. Bellatrix said, and at Aven's orders, she waved her wand to unlock the magic, "The Dark Lord has been so merciful to you that you ugly brains don't even deserve to decorate the walls of my house. ”

The old goblin lay on the ground and gasped violently, and did not say anything more.

He straightened up, clapped his hands tremblingly, and a young elf came over tremblingly.

"Bring me the key. He told the young goblin.

"But sir, the rules need to be ......"

"I know the rules, Mrs. Lestrange is going to her vault!" the old elf raised his voice, showing the young elf the face with a deep wound, "get the key below, hurry!"

The latter looked at the wound and nodded, and a gust of wind ran away.

Without much effort, he brought a feather pouch filled with tinkling metal tools and handed it to his superior.

"Please, please come with me, Mrs. Lestrange!" said the old elf, rising from the ground, "and I will take you and the two Lestrange masters to your vault." ”

With something clanging, he hurried to one of the many doors at the end of the hall.

Evan glanced back and saw that almost all the goblins in the hall were looking at them, and then he followed into the door, which was a tunnel that closed behind him.

"Have we been found?" Hermione's voice rang in Aven's ears.

"I don't think so, that woman is that style, she scares them. Evan replied in a whisper, "But thankfully she, if it were just me and Harry, we wouldn't know what the special rules for the Lestrange family's vault were." ”

There was no doubt that these so-called special rules must have been set up by Bellatrix herself, and she certainly did not have to abide by them, or rather, the goblins did not think that she needed to do so, and they were afraid of her and did not dare to ask for them.

"Why did we take her with us to the vault?" Hermione continued.

"To avoid more trouble!" said Evan, "I'll explain the details to you in a moment, follow along." ”

They walked along the dimly lit tunnel for a while, coming to a narrow track.

The old leprechaun whistled and summoned a cart to drive along the tracks from the darkness, and Evan motioned for Harry to go first, then Hermione, Elaine, and finally he controlled Bellatrix to climb into the car.

"Let's drive!" said to the old goblin after Evan sat down, "I know that Gringotts has some special anti-theft measures, such as the reincarnation track, the Manifest Falls, etc., and my wife and I don't want to go to our own family's vault to undergo these meaningless inspections, let alone waste time underground or soak in water, you understand?

"As you wish, Mr. Lestrange. The old elf said, not looking back at them, "I'll try to bypass the traps, but you know, some traps can't be bypassed. ”

"So be it......"

As soon as his words fell, the car shook and set off, gradually picking up speed.

They roared into the cracks in the walls, and the car grew faster and faster, and it began to writhe and weave through the labyrinthine of coiled tunnels, sloping all the way down. After thousands of years of excavation by the elves, Gringotts' underground tunnels are incredibly complex, leading to a destination with countless paths, some of which are the fastest, some of which are difficult, or simply a dead end to death, which is one of the main reasons why no one dares to steal from Gringotts.

Without knowing the guidance of the elves that day, few wizards can find the right path without touching the mechanism, and even if they are on the right path, the elves will arrange many magic mechanisms as needed.

Through these magical mechanisms, they will defend themselves against possible ways to break into their residences.

As soon as the intruder touches one of these traps, an endless array of traps and pursuing elves await him......

Now, in the labyrinth tunnels, Aven couldn't hear anything but the click of friction between the wheels and the tracks, and as they raced deeper into the ground, he even felt weightless, the stalactites were quickly left behind, his hair was blown up by the wind, and he sat at the back of the cart, hugging Hermione and Elaine tightly to keep them from being thrown out.

Forward, backward, forward!

Bang dang, bang dang dang......

Forward, backward, forward!

The cart was moving much faster than the last time Evan had followed Pull Ring to the Black family's vault, and Evan wondered if they had been discovered, which is why the old elf was driving so fast......