The huge shock caused by the corpse of the fire dragon hitting Gringotts was felt by both wizards and elves, and both sides were stunned, and the silver gate floating in the air fell heavily to the ground between the two sides like a vertical shield, and then towards the elves.

Although none of the goblins were hit, the door panel, which was many times higher than himself, smashed at him, causing chaos among the elves. After all, they were just Gringotts staff, not professional soldiers who had fallen into Ben Nevis and remained unchanged.

Just as the gate crashed to the ground, Hain Severo took the lead and rushed in front of the elves, blasting the panicked goblins into the air with a spell. Behind him, black-robed wizards flocked to the goblins like a tidal wave. The defeat was like a mountain, and it didn't take long for there to be no goblins in the business hall who could stand up.

After taking the storehouse, the wizards began to split up, pouring through doorways to every part of Gringotts.

Soon, killing and looting became the theme of Gringotts tonight. The black-robed wizards blasted open every door and knocked down every goblin that came their way. Inspired by Voldemort, the wizards began to stuff the office with the finest goblin artifacts in their pockets.

When the first wizard to leave Gringotts with a beautiful vase appeared in Diagon Alley, the wizards who had gathered in Diagon Alley to watch the excitement were red-eyed, and they rushed into Gringotts to "get back their rightful share".

From gem-encrusted candlesticks to intricately carved picture frames, from beautifully crafted curtains to desks and chairs in offices, wizards removed everything they could from Gringotts, even the soft carpets were cut into pieces.

When the late wizards saw an empty office with nothing but useless parchment on the floor, they could only smash the glass in the window and look around for a room that had not been ransacked.

On the ground outside Gringotts, shattered glass glowed like crystal in the light of the fire. Empty-handed and loaded wizards kept stepping on broken glass into the dirty water made of thin layers of snow, and due to the nature of the fairy creations, there was not a single slot left a single dirt mark on them, and they still lay in the snow and reflected the light of the flames.

Beneath Gringotts, in front of a huge vault, pieces of elves' corpses were scattered all over the ground. The only living goblin, under the supervision of the black-robed wizard behind him, trembled and opened the door to Gringotts' deposit vault. Seeing his companions who were reluctant to open the door to the vault explode in front of him, he was succumbed to the elf who was about to go crazy.

The door opened, and a huge storeroom appeared in front of everyone.

The golden light that everyone was expecting to shine in the candlelight did not exist. The most valuable thing in the vault was the candlestick on the wall and the candles on it, and there was nothing on the floor except a few silver and copper coins.

Disappointed, the black-robed wizards left the vault, which looked like a box at the Hakurei Shrine, leaving behind the remains of the elves.

The wizards in Diagon Alley were so focused on what the half-returned man was holding in his hands, not noticing that the Dark Lord was sitting and talking to someone on the top of Gringotts.

It feels good to be handsome in public. Voldemort, who was standing on the top of the Gringotts on the dragon's corpse, curled his lips and looked at the wizards looking up at him in Diagon Alley. Having never had such an experience, he found himself a little addicted to such feelings.

"Looks pretty handsome tonight, Lord Dark Lord." Where the wizards on the ground couldn't see it, Zhang Xu was greeting Voldemort.

Voldemort's eyes were focused on Diagon Alley, and he didn't look back at Zhang. He said, "Thank you for your Christmas present, Mr. Zhang. ”

"If you like it." Zhang Xu found a place nearby that would not be seen by the wizards in Diagon Alley and sat down, "It's time for you to change your clothes, you used to always wear robes like broken sacks, not only your own grade has been lowered, but as your opponent, our grade has also been lowered." If Alsace and Gianna were to ask me in the future why their father was so unkemptly dressed, I would not be able to answer. After all, the first generation of the Dark Lord Grindelwald's clothing taste is enough to be in fashion magazines, so in comparison, your Excellency has a lot lower grade in the eyes of the world. ”

"Hehe," Voldemort sneered twice, "I didn't expect you, like those vulgar people, to focus first on appearance. ”

"If you don't even have an interest in paying attention to the appearance, then where can you mention the energy to pay attention to the connotation." Zhang Xu said, "After all, being handsome is also part of my strength, and I have benefited a lot from this." ”

After some probing, he found that the other party seemed to be in a good mood, and Zhang Xu was now sure that Voldemort should not come to him tonight to kill him.

Just as he was about to leave Buckingham Palace, the staff handed him a skinny chicken with a round face and the parchment on its feet. On the parchment, Voldemort wrote it himself, inviting him to wait for something to happen in Diagon Alley.

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Voldemort threw a thick envelope at Zhang Xu with his backhand and said, "This is my Christmas gift to you, and you don't have to pay for it." ”

Zhang Xu took the envelope in surprise, and after checking it, he found that there was no trace of black magic on it. The envelope was opened, and inside were several sheets of parchment.

As a master of the Regent's mind, although Voldemort had no way to detect Zhang Xu's memory, he could still feel the extreme shock in the other party's heart.

At this time, Zhang maintained a stiff smile on his face, and wondered in his heart whether he was going to run away with the whole family tonight. Even if you don't run away, this matter must be suppressed and not leaked. In case it leaks, find someone to throw the pot over.

Voldemort played with the Elder Wand in his hand and sneered, "I should thank you very much, Mr. Zhang." If it weren't for your efforts, I wouldn't be where I am today. ”

"It's all the result of Dumbledore's leadership." Zhang Xu said modestly, "In this, I only made a little bit of insignificant strength. ”

This pot is too big, Zhang can't afford to carry it, even if he rubs a little ash on the bottom of the pot, it will be troublesome. And Dumbledore looked horizontally and vertically, how to look at how appropriate, the most important person has no problem carrying most of the pot, so you can always contract the rest of the pot together with the ashes at the bottom of the pot.

"I've already paid half of the Elder Wand's rent." Voldemort said, "Next, don't die in front of me." ”

"I'll live a hundred years." Zhang Xu replied that he was confident in this regard.

"Do you read Magic Magazine?" Voldemort asked suddenly.

Zhang Xu was shocked and replied, "Look." ”

"You should take a good look at the next issue." Voldemort said.

Then the two had nothing to say, Zhang Xu didn't care about what happened downstairs, and left with something in his heart.

Voldemort stood on the roof of Gringotts, smiling at the wizards in Diagon Alley.

After tonight, a new era will usher in the wizards' world.

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