This time, Diagon Alley has a new change compared to the last time Darren came, that is, it is even more dilapidated, the few stores that were still open have closed a lot, only a few are still open, but there are no customers in sight, compared to the shops next to it, it is just not closed by wooden boards, and the Fred and George joke shop that once brought a lot of vitality here, the shining neon lights in front of Weasley's magic trick shop, are also dark, just like the whole Diagon Alley. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Darren and Penelope walked briskly through the deserted streets to Gringotts, where everything seemed to be the same, and sure enough, although Voldemort had not yet completely taken power, with the death of Dumbledore, wizards knew that no one could confront him head-on, and it was only a matter of time before the Death Eaters overthrew the current Ministry of Magic, let alone the goblins who had no good feelings for wizards, so when Darren walked into Gringotts with Penelope, who was veiled with a black veil over his head and his appearance turned into Bellatrix, he didn't encounter any trouble, as he said。

"Hello, Mr. Sean, welcome and happy to be able to serve you. "The elves are as attentive as ever, after all, he's a big customer, at least, for now.

"I'm going to my vault," Darren said briefly, and his face was blank.

"Okay, wait a minute, I'm going to report it, that's going to have to be a dingdang," one of the goblins told him, as Darren's assets increased, so did his specifications in Gringotts' vaults, where he could already enjoy the highest level of security, and the underground location was getting deeper and deeper.

Darren saw the goblin talking to him walk behind the counter and said a few words to an older goblin, who clapped his hands, and a younger goblin walked over, "He's going to use Ding Dong Tablets, give it to him," said the older goblin, and the young goblin quickly left, and after a while he brought a small leather bag and handed it to the older goblin, which was filled with Ding Dang ringing metal.

"Yes, yes, come with me, Mr. Sean," said the goblin at first, "I'll take you to your vault. He then reappeared before Darren and Penelope, leading them towards a door in the hall, and as he walked, the little leather bag made a tinkling sound.

After passing through the door, Darren and Penelope entered a rough stone corridor lit by burning torches, the elf whistled, and a small cart rolled along the tracks from the darkness.

The elf beckoned them to get up, and when they were seated, the cart started suddenly, faster and faster, and then began to turn around and down the labyrinthine corridor, the wheels clattering along the tracks.

I don't know how many turns they made in the ground, anyway, Darren never figured it out, only felt Penelope sweating a lot in the palm of his hand grabbing him under his clothes, wet and cold, she had never been to such a deep place in Gringotts, after all, in most cases, the accounts only needed checks.

Darren gently shook Penelo's hand, but it was now Bellatrix, and the abrupt knuckles looked a little awkward, but seemed to be a little warmer.

Eventually, the car slowed down and stopped next to a platform, "Get out of the car, we'll have to walk for the rest of the way for safety reasons," the goblin jumped out of the car and said to Darren and Penelope.

Darren and Penelope reached the platform and followed the elf forward, turning a corner to see a huge fire dragon tethered to the ground in front of them, preventing people from approaching the deepest vault there.

The dragon's scales had become pale and loose, its eyes were cloudy pink, its hind legs were heavily shackled, its thick chains were connected to the stakes that had been driven deep into the stone ground, and its spiky wings were tucked at its sides, but Darren felt that if it were unfolded, it would fill the space.

"What is this?" asked Darren.

"One of the security measures for guarding the vault," the goblin replied him, "is effective for most thieves. ”

Darren, who had fought the dragon alone during the Triwizard Tournament, decided not to express an opinion at this time, and asked, "What kind of fire dragon is it? ”

"I'm sorry, but in accordance with safety regulations, I can't tell you specific information to prevent accidents. ”

"Oh," Darren nodded, indeed, the breed of fire dragon is different, and the characteristics are also different, if you know the specific breed, it will be much easier to take a targeted approach to deal with it, however, he has seen the Hungarian Tree Hornet Dragon, the Welsh Green Dragon and the Swedish Short-nosed Dragon in the Triwizard Tournament, and he feels that this one in front of him is at least not those three.

As they spoke, the dragon turned its ugly head at them, let out a loud roar, opened its jaw, and spewed a stream of fire, charging at them, and although the momentum was terrifying, it was easy for Darren to resist, but he followed the elf down the aisle to avoid any complications.

"Don't worry, we have a way to control it, please wait a moment," said the fairy easily, and he took out the small bag he was carrying, and took out some small metal utensils from it, and shook it with a loud and crisp clanging sound, like a small hammer smashing on an anvil, and sent them to Darren and Penelope.

"Shake it, the fire dragon won't attack people when it hears this sound, and then we will be able to pass, remember, don't lose it, otherwise it will be very troublesome when you leave." ”

Darren and Penelope turned the corner again as they shook the dingin like elves, the noise echoing through the stone walls, amplified many times over, and this time the dragon let out a hoarse roar and stepped back.

As he got closer, Darren could see that the fire dragon's body was trembling constantly, and there were terrible scars on its face, it seemed that there were no animal welfare protection organizations in the wizarding world, if it was in human society, which bank would dare to do this, I am afraid that it would have been sprayed to death by animal protection organizations, and it would be famous again, the other party was so fat, and he could get a lot of money, and he definitely screamed and rushed up.

After passing by the dragon, the elf led Darren and Penelope to a stop at a gate, "This is it," he said, with a mark on it that looked exactly like the one in the checkbook.

The goblin pressed his palm on the wood, and the door to the vault disappeared, revealing a hole, which was full of only one thing, gold coins, in addition to gold coins, or gold coins, no way, although Darren's net worth is not cheap, but after all, the time is too short, he is a complete nouveau riche, and there are only gold coins left that can be put into the vault......