As they entered Gringotts, two elves bowed to them and ushered them into the tall marble hall.

About a hundred or so elves sat on high stools behind a long row of counters, some weighing coins with copper scales, others examining gems with eyepieces, and hastily registering them in large ledgers.

There were countless doors in the hall, leading to different places, and many elves directed people in and out of these doors.

A few of them walked towards an older elf who was peering through the lens to examine a thick piece of gold coin.

The goblin tossed the gold coin aside and greeted William.

Apparently, with William receiving the Order of Merlin, he already had a great deal of popularity in England.

"I need to have a private vault." William said directly.

"Oh, I wonder how much Mr. Stark is going to do?" The elf stood up, his tone becoming more enthusiastic.

"Our lowest-priced vault here only costs two hundred gold galleons, a slightly better one requires six hundred gold galleons, and a more expensive one thousand galleons, or even two thousand galleons can be ......"

He had already figured out William's bottom line, and knew that the Merlin Order of the Second Class was only awarded two thousand Galleons.

"Let's get the cheapest one." William didn't care.

He only had two thousand Galleons, and he couldn't do it that expensive, after all, the money had to be spent on the handle of the knife.

"Okay." The old goblin had a good service attitude, and he didn't have any impatience because William handled the cheapest vault.

He handed him a small golden key and said, "Follow me, Mr. Stark, and I will take you to your vault." ”

The older elf led them to a door, a narrow stone corridor illuminated by burning torches.

The stone corridor is a steep downhill with a small railway underneath. The goblin whistled, and two carts slammed down the railroad tracks toward them.

The group climbed into two groups and climbed into the cart, and they rushed deeper into the ground, passing an underground lake, where huge stalactites hung from the roof of the cave and huge stalagmites grew on the ground.

They sped along a labyrinthine winding road, the clattering carts that seemed to know the way, and didn't need the goblins to drive them.

The icy air whistled by, blowing so hard that everyone couldn't open their eyes.

William pinched his wand and poked it three times in succession, and a wind shield appeared in front of several people.

The goblin seemed unaffected by the cold wind, and stared ahead without blinking with eyes as big as light bulbs.

William wanted to ask: didn't blink for so long, didn't your eyes dry?

The car drove for about twenty minutes, and several people stopped in front of a door, and the old goblin put the golden key body into the keyhole, and then slowly pushed it in, stuffing the entire key body into the hole.

There is no need to turn the key, and the door opens automatically.

The group walked in, and the door slammed shut behind them, revealing a small vault.

"What happens to private vaults if no one comes to withdraw money for a long time?" Hermione asked curiously.

"It depends on the level of the vault." The old goblin replied.

"The cheapest vault, we can only keep it for two years before we clean it up, if no one comes to renew the contract within two years, all the property in it, we Gringotts will have to clean it up."

The so-called clean-up is actually attributed to the free disposal of the goblins.

"As the price increases, the vault retains its life, of course, ......" the old goblin laughed, "There is also a kind of vault where the key is passed down from generation to generation, and the contents are never cleaned." ”

"And this kind of vault?"

"That's right, it's very expensive, and usually only those old families can afford it."

William found many similarities between Gringotts and Swiss banks.

Gringotts is not subject to the Ministry of Magic, and even if a wizard commits a crime, the Ministry of Magic does not have the right to take possession of personal property from Gringotts' vaults.

Swiss banks are also known around the world for their good secrecy practices.

Because stored items are protected from police inspection by privacy laws, and because they only need to open a digital account and do not need to register the depositor's name, those who commit crimes or high-ranking officials can rest easy without worrying about the safety of their property or the sudden detection of a huge amount of unidentified property.

Swiss bank digital accounts, like Gringotts keys, are often passed down from generation to generation as a legacy.

William is also going to build a permanent coffer to pass on, but he can only afford the cheapest one for now.

William didn't think much of it, he put Garon in the vault, took only four hundred, and put it in a small bag.

"Let's go." He said.

I didn't see the legendary fire dragon guarding the vault, and everyone was disappointed.

The ride of the car is not as comfortable as the roller coaster of the amusement park, not to see the fire dragon, who came to this ghost place?

But at this moment, William asked, "Did you feel the tremors?" ”

"It looks like an earthquake." Hermione said.

"It can't be!" The old goblin said loudly.

"The Gringotts vault is buried 20,000 meters underground, protected by a large number of spells, and there has never been an earthquake for thousands of years!"

He was filled with righteous indignation, as if William was slandering the famous brand of Gringotts.

Everyone was silent, and William placed a gold Galleon on the table, which trembled slightly.

Roy's face was pale, and he still wanted to see the fire dragon before!

It's deep underground, so if there's an earthquake and it's buried underneath, won't it be crushed into slag?

"Let's go!" William exclaimed.

Everyone hurriedly left the vault, and a voice roared from the depths of the earth, far and near, becoming more and more clear and terrifying.

"It's the voice of a dragon." The old goblin said.

"Let's go." Several people hurriedly returned to the cart, and the cart quickly ran along the corridor towards the hall, but the gravel kept falling from the cave.

Boom!

A boulder fell on the track and completely blocked the road ahead, because the speed was too fast, the old fairy didn't have time to brake, and the car hit the stone directly.

The cart jerked and overturned, and everyone was thrown out of the cart.

The cart crashed into the wall of the corridor and shattered into pieces, and William clutched his wand and shouted, "Shock Absorbing Charm!" ”

A blue light enveloped everyone, and everyone slid through the air, falling to the stone floor as if they had no weight, and there was no pain at all.

"What's going on?" Lyanna asked in horror.

"I don't know......" William's words were not finished, and he suddenly looked in a certain direction.

The scene of the glimpse made everyone present feel terrified.

A huge fire dragon crashed all the way from the depths of the cave, frantically breaking a stalactite hill more than ten meters long.

The fire dragon finally crashed into a private vault, and the huge bearing stone shattered in an instant, and a private vault was also vulnerable, crushed into powder, like a firecracker in the hands of a child.

Everyone took a breath of cold air.

They finally saw the dragon...... Still close up.

The value of these two hundred gold galleon flowers!

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