Verlin, Hermione, and Ron were now lying on the dragon's back, and to be honest, it was a little embarrassing for Verlin.

Imprisoned in an underground cavern for a long time, the dragon in front of him seems to have forgotten how to fly.

Simply flapping his wings, but he couldn't fly for a long time.

The huge wings drove the air currents to blow down the surrounding goblins, and no one attacked them in a short time.

"Let's go, big guy!" Van Lin didn't care about the consequences, and the wand pointed at the wall in front of him and blew the wall open, visible to the naked eye, the figure of the dragon slammed down, and a sense of weightlessness almost made Van Lin's heart jump out.

"Hold on!" Vanlin roared, using his wand to try to float the dragon.

I have to admit that even if Dumbledore came here, he couldn't rely on the levitation charm to hold up an adult dragon, and all Van Lin could do was help the dragon's wings regain their rightful abilities.

The weightlessness of the fall seemed to break the dragon's heart, and the two fleshy wings waved vigorously, and the huge updraft supported his massive body.

Rarely, the white dragon barely flew up.

Perhaps the abyss stimulated the dragon's senses, and it let out a long groan and a burst of flames, and the two elves next to it were almost instantly charred.

It seems to have completely adapted to its own wings, after all, it comes from the instinct of the creatures, not to mention, the intelligence of the dragon itself is not low.

With a flap of their wings, the dragon flew towards the open exit, which was fine at first, but as it flew, their backs almost brushed against the ceiling. The fairy could only wield a short sword and watch it pass by.

"We'll probably never get up, it's too big. Hermione screamed. Once again, the dragon erupted in flames, burning the entire tunnel. To dodge, the dragon tore the road with its claws along the way.

The heat and dust made it almost impossible for Van Lin to open his eyes. He endured the falling stones and the roar of the dragon, clinging to the dragon's back, for fear of being shaken off at some point.

"We've got to find a way to get out, Hermione, blow it up, and we're together!" Van Lin said quickly, pointing his wand at the sky, and then Hermione shouted, "Split!"

There was a loud roar accompanied by a large amount of rubble falling, and Van Lin had to curl up as much as he could to protect Hermione underneath him.

The two of them were helping the dragon to make a passage on its way to the fresher air, away from the shouts and clanging of the elves, while Ron continued to fend off the spells flying from behind, and when Ron pulled out his hand and began to explode the ceiling, the dragon seemed to finally feel the hope of escape, and the world of freedom and vastness was in front of him.

Behind them, the passage was filled with massive rocks and stalactites crushed by the conical dragon's tail. The jingle of the goblins seemed to be muffled. In front, the dragon clears the way with its own flames. Eventually, under the combined power of the dragon's savage power and the power of their spells, they burst out of the tunnel and into the marble halls.

The back pierced the floor of Gringotts, and the hooks on its wings rested on the floor of Gringotts.

Since Gringotts was founded, it seems that nothing like this has ever happened.

Gringotts was destroyed by an adult fire dragon that he had tamed, something that had never been thought of by elves for thousands of years.

Wizards and goblins trembled, and a mood called panic spread through the halls.

They scattered for cover, but the dragon didn't seem to bother with the little reptiles, and he finally had room to stretch his wings: it stretched its horned head out into the cool air. Then he flew with Van Lin, Hermione, and Ron, who were still clinging to their backs.

It forced its way open the metal door, which hung limply on its hinges. Then it staggered into Diagon Alley and soared into the sky.

In fact, they had no way of controlling their direction, and even the dragon itself didn't know where it was going, and Van Lin knew that once the dragon made a sharp turn or rolled in the air, it would be difficult for them to cling to its broad back.

It didn't matter to him, but Hermione and Ron, he couldn't fly with two people.

They flew higher and higher in the air, London spread out beneath them, looking like a gray-and-green two-color map, and Van Lin was irrepressibly grateful for the escape from the desperate situation this time. He curled low under the monster's neck, clinging to its metallic skin, the cool breeze soothing his burned, blistered skin, and the dragon's wings flapping into the air like a pair of windmill blades.

Behind him, I don't know if it's because of joy or fear. Ron had been cursing loudly, and Hermione seemed to be crying all the time.

After about five minutes, Van Lin was no longer worried about being thrown away by the dragon, and it kept flying forward, as if it only wanted to get as far away from the underground prison as possible, but it was still a concern when and how they were going to go down. He didn't know how far the dragon could fly without landing at a time, or what kind of place this very rare dragon would choose to land.

The only fortunate thing is that Voldemort's news is far less sensitive, otherwise it would definitely be Tom himself who was waiting for him outside.

As for when will Voldemort find out that they have hacked into the Lestrange family's vaults, how long will it take for the goblins of Gringotts to inform the Malfoy family, how long will it take for them to find out what has been stolen, and when will they find out that the Golden Cup is missing?

Eventually, Voldemort would know that they were looking for a Horcrux.

However, it seems that Lucius Malfoy should be the more troublesome person to explain, how should he explain the fact that the Death Eaters under his command are gone forever, and Bellatrix, the only special being in the Death Eater ranks.

But Tom shouldn't care, except for his own life, everyone else, Tom Dou can do not care about the extent to the extent.

However, in the next few days, how to arrange Van Lin is indeed a difficult problem.

In fact, Van Lin wasn't sure if Dumbledore would really be able to find the strength to confront Tom, and Harry, how to deal with the soul fragments in Harry's body?

The dragon, as if longing for cooler, fresh air, slowly rose through the cold clouds, and Van Lyn El could no longer see the colorful vehicles that pierced the city and beyond. In this way they flew over the green-brown villages, over the roads that meandered on the ground, over the small rivers, over the ribbons that looked rough or smooth.

"What do you think it's looking for?" shouted Ron, as they flew farther and farther north.

"I don't know. Van Lin yelled behind him.

His clenched hands were frozen and unconscious, and he didn't dare to move, and a few warm-up spells went down, making the situation of the three people better. He thought for a moment, what would they do if the dragon flew out to sea? He suddenly wondered, when was the last time the beast ate? It must have to eat in the near future, right? And what if it knew by that time that there were three humans behind it that could eat?

However, without Gringotts, everything would be no longer a hassle after using Apparition Shifting, but Van Lin didn't want to do this, and it was rare that a few people were completely relaxed, and the trip on the dragon didn't seem so unacceptable.

The sun moved low in the bluening sky, the dragon still flew, the town below came into view, and the shadow of the beast glided across the ground like a huge dark cloud.

Today's weather is good, at least that's what Van Lynn thinks.

Pulling Hermione over, several of them were firmly anchored to the dragon's back.

In fact, it wasn't comfortable, the dragon's scales were as hard as metal, and Van Lin was considering whether to use a softening charm, but Van Lin wanted to communicate with the big guy more.

After all, unlike other fire dragons, an adult dragon is almost extinct in the image.

However, Fan Lin didn't want to use his magic power to alarm this big guy who had just escaped from the ascension, in fact, because Fan Lin used his mental power to stimulate the dragon's brain before, Fan Lin was still slightly dizzy.

It felt like the constant humming of a whistle.

"Is this a hallucination?" cried Ron after a long silence, "Could it be that we are descending?"

"That's how it should be!" Hermione replied, leaning down.

Van Lin also looked down, and the dark green mountains and lakes showed a bronze color in the dusk. He looked obliquely from the side of the dragon, and the land grew larger and clearer, and the rebate net thought that the lake reflected the sunlight and emitted this blinding light. The dragon circled over one of the smaller lakes, flying lower and lower.

"We'll jump when it's low enough!" Van Lin shouted to the men behind him. "Jump right into the water before it spots us!"

They agreed, and Hermione looked a little weak. That's when Harry saw the dragon's wide underbelly begin to glide across the water.

"Now!" he slipped down from the dragon's side, his foot touching the water and falling straight in, the impact of the water stronger than he had expected, and he fell like a stone into the cold, reed-covered green world. He stepped on the water and went upstream, rushing out of the lake to catch his breath, and then saw the ripples caused by the place where Ron and Hermione had landed, rippling in circles.

The dragon didn't seem to notice anything, and was now fifty feet away from them, swooping low above the lake, scooping up the water with its scarred mouth.

As Ron and Hermione emerged from the bottom of the water coughing and wheezing, the dragon flew up, flapping its wings and landing on a shoal.

Van Lin swam to Hermione with all his might, then pulled the girl to the other side. The lake is not deep, but it is more of a problem to make a way out of the reeds and mud than to swim in the water. Finally, they dragged their soaked bodies, exhausted and panting, and collapsed on the smooth grass.

Hermione was nearly prostrating, coughing and shaking.

Van Lin could have happily lay down and get a good night's sleep, but he still stood up tremblingly, took out his wand, and cast a protective spell around him as usual. When he was done, he came to the other two people.

It was the first time he had taken a good look at his companions since escaping from the vault, Ron and Hermione's faces and hands were red with fire, and their clothes were burned with holes.

I have to admit that even in a bad situation, they have never been so embarrassed.

They shrank in pain as Van Lin applied peppermint flower essence to their wounds.

Hermione took out the bottle, poured out three glasses of pumpkin juice from the shell hut, and took out everyone's dry clothes. They changed their clothes and drank the juice in one gulp.

Ron sat looking at his newly grown skin and said, "The good thing is that we got the Horcrux, but the bad thing is ......"

"But there's no sword," Hermione said, gritting her teeth, as Van Lin dripped peppermint essence from the hole in the back of Hermione's shirt onto the hot wound.

"No sword," Ron repeated, "that deceitful bastard......"

Van Lin took the Horcrux out of his soaked jacket pocket and placed it on the grass in front of him. The Horcrux glittered in the sunlight, and they stared at the Horcrux as they finished their drinks.

"Put this Horcrux here first, destroying it now will definitely alarm Voldemort, it's not that Harry can't know Voldemort's movements exactly. Van Lin said, looking at Hermione and Ron.

The last Horcrux-controlled Ginny was still at Hogwarts, and Van Lin didn't want to make something similar to the heir of Slytherin, which was a bit scary to happen to the three of them.

"The ring ended up, didn't it?" Ron said, and as he flew up, Ron looked into the abyss of Gringotts, a long way below Bellatrix's vault.

"yes, I don't think he'll survive. Van Lin said, even though he was prepared, he was still very annoyed that the elves wanted to leave them all behind.

Hermione looked across the distant lake, where the dragon was still drinking.

"What do you think of that annoying goblin without discussing it?" she asked, "is it okay?"

"You sound like Hagrid," Ron said, "it's a dragon, Hermione." It can take care of itself. Now it's ourselves who are worried. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Oh, I don't know what to tell you about this," Ron said, "but I think they've noticed we've broken into Gringotts." ”

Immediately all three of them laughed, and the laugh was out of control. Van Lin's ribs ached violently, he was already hungry and groggy, and under the reddening sky, he lay on the grass, laughing vigorously until his throat was torn and painful.

"What are we going to do next?" Hermione said, coughing gravely, "He'll always know, won't he? The mystery man will find out what we know about his Horcruxes!"

"Maybe they'll be too scared to tell him!" Ron said, crushing the last glimmer of hope, "maybe they'll cover it up......"

"It's not very realistic, after all, we almost demolished the whole Gringotts, and Che flew out of Diagon Alley on this guy with great fanfare. Van Lin smiled faintly, for what they did, there should be no crazier guy in the wizarding world than Tom and Dumbledore.

Van Lin gasped, clutching Huffpuff's gold cup in one hand.

For the relics of the four founders, everyone said that they were miraculous, and then Tom found them one by one and made them into horcruxes, Tom was the most genius wizard more than 20 years ago.

"What are you looking at?" asked Hermione, holding her upper body on both hands.

"Contact ......" Van Lin said, since Harry was able to connect Voldemort's brain through Voldemort's soul fragments, then Van Lin should be ...... through the Horcrux

"What do you say......? Van Lin......"

The sky, the smell of the lake, Hermione's voice all disappeared in one fell swoop.

Huffpuff's golden cup was like a huge whirlpool, and the spirit was constantly peeling away from Van Lin's body as he watched.

The pain was like a knife splitting Fan Lin's head, and then, a cold numbness came like a tide and swallowed Fan Lin.

It's much more uncomfortable than going into a meditation basin.

For the first time, Voldemort's inner world was revealed before Van Lin's eyes, just as Van Lin had thought before, with coldness, evil, death, and murder filling Voldemort's world.

Compared to the Horcruxes, diaries or resurrection stone rings that Van Lin had come into contact with before, the soul fragments in them still retained the parts that belonged to humans.

Voldemort has completely abandoned his human identity?

Perhaps subconsciously, Tom had already separated himself from the others.

However, it is certain that the room of Voldemort's inner world has been soaked in darkness, and the door has become the only source of light in this world like an eerie morning star.

With Voldemort's rage, the door was opened through a crack.

Van Lin controlled his consciousness to drift past, and in the blink of an eye, the scene in front of him changed, and this was probably the scene that Harry could experience.

Now, he stood in a dimly lit room, a group of wizards lined up in a semicircle in front of him, and at his feet, kneeling a trembling shadow.

"What did you just say to me?" Tom's voice was so high and cold, but there was a flame of rage and fear burning in his heart. The one thing he feared the most was actually ...... That must not be true, he didn't know how they could ......

The elf trembled, not daring to look up at the scarlet eyes.

"Say it to me again!" Voldemort said in a low voice, "Say it to me again!"

"I, my master," the goblin screamed, his dark eyes wide with fear, "I, my master, we tried, tried to stop him, they ...... Impostor, impostor, I, my master...... They break in, break into...... Entered Mrs. Lestrange's vault......"

"Impostor? What impostor? I thought Gringotts had a lot of ways to expose impostors. Who are they?"

"Yes, it's Al, Vanlin El, and two, two accomplices......" the elf stammered, unable to control his emotions at all.

In front of Voldemort, this bad mood is constantly being amplified.

"Al?" Voldemort was a little surprised, "who are those two people? Potter? and the Mudbloods?"

"No...... I don't know...... One of them is a mudblood......" said the elf quickly, "but ...... Wave...... Potter didn't come, my host...... The Mudbloods played Mrs. Lestrange...... And then the one who took control of us with the Imperius Curse......"

"So, they got it?" said Tom, raising his voice, and a wave of fear rose in his heart, "Tell me! What did they take?"

"One...... A small, small golden cup, a cup, me, my master. The fairy shuddered, stunned, and a twilight aura enveloped Vanlin, as if he was hiding in an ancient mausoleum, which came from Tom's body.

However, Van Lin couldn't see what had happened to Tom's body, leaving this room, he would definitely be discovered by Tom, this is not like Harry, who has been fused with Tom's soul, strictly speaking, Harry is like a part of Tom.

Still, Van Lin could hear Tom let out an angry scream, like a stranger's voice.

He's mad, he's enraged, it's impossible to be true, it's impossible, nobody knows.

The boy must have said that, but ...... How could that boy have already discovered his secret?

The Elder Wand flailed violently in the air, the green light whipped around the room like a whip, the kneeling leprechauns curled up and died, the onlookers scattered in fear before him, and Lucius Malfoy, who stood by the sidelines, left the others pale and hurried to the door, his wand fell again and again, and the rest of them were killed, everyone, those who brought the news to him, those who heard the Golden Cup.

Now that there was no one alive in the hall, Tom was alone pacing back and forth among the corpses, and images flashed before his eyes: his treasures, his security measures, his reliance on immortality...... The diary was destroyed, and the gold cup was stolen.

What if, if the boy and his companions knew about several other Horcruxes, if he knew, had he already acted? Had he found more Horcruxes? Dumbledore was not the one who started it all? Dumbledore was always suspicious of him, but Dumbledore had died at his command, Dumbledore's wand was now his, but Dumbledore saved the boy from the shame of death, the boy ......

But if the boy and his companions had indeed destroyed one of his Horcruxes, wouldn't he, Voldemort, know about it, and not be able to feel it? He's the greatest wizard, he's the most powerful wizard, he's the killer who got rid of Dumbledore and so many other useless nameless.

How could he Voldemort not know when his most important and precious things were being attacked and destroyed?

In fact, he didn't notice it when the diary was destroyed, but he thought it was because he was like a ghost...... No body can feel it.

No, definitely, other Horcruxes are safe.

The other Horcruxes have definitely not been touched yet...... However, he must know, he must be sure...... He paced around the room, kicking the leprechaun's corpse away as he passed it. Some images of the sea burning in his mind's eye: the lake, the hut, and Hogwarts...... Now his anger had subsided slightly.

How did the boy know that he had hidden the ring in Gaunt's hut? No one knew that he had anything to do with Gaunt, he had hidden the connection, and the murders had never been traced to him. That ring, for sure, is safe.

How could that boy, or anyone else, possibly know about the cave or break through the protective mechanisms? The idea that the locket was stolen was ridiculous.

As for the one in the school, only he knew where the Horcrux was hiding at Hogwarts, not to mention, there was a secret mechanism that he was proud of and only he knew......

And the body, which is definitely still locked up now, will always be under his protection, it is impossible to get out of the forbidden land, and it is now in the hands of the power of death, even if the Horcruxes are destroyed......

But for sure, and imperatively, he must return to each of his hiding places, while also strengthening the protections around each Horcrux...... Other things, like finding the Elder Wand, he had to do it himself...... Where should he go first? Which one was the most dangerous? A familiar sense of unease swayed in his mind, and Dumbledore already knew his name...... Dumbledore may have thought of the Gaunt family...... The abandoned mansion was, perhaps, the least safe place to hide, and he should have been there first...... And that lake, it certainly can't be ...... Although Dumbledore had a glimmer of hope to learn some of his past crimes from the orphanage.

Hogwarts, he knew the Horcruxes were safe there.

There's no way Potter and the others would have gotten into Hogsmeade without even noticing, let alone the school.

However, caution should be given that Snape and his companions would try to sneak back into the castle......

But he wouldn't be stupid enough to tell Snape why the boy had sneaked back to school, the kind of mistake he'd already made with Bellatrix and Malfoy. Isn't their stupidity and carelessness enough to justify what a wrong decision it was to trust them?

He would go to Gaunt's mansion first to make sure the Horcrux was safe, but until then, there really wasn't any need for Gringotts to exist.

A gray glow visibly spread out from Tom's feet.

As the light came into contact, it was as if it had been passed by an endless amount of time, and the surrounding things, including corpses and buildings, were eroded and corrupted little by little until they turned into dust.

The Ministry of Magic is so poor, he needs that item, that time-controlling device, damn it...... Alex doesn't work hard at all......

If that thing is there, you can completely get rid of your current state and use this power unscrupulously.

He strode across the room, across the auditorium, and into the dark garden with fountains. He summoned the newborn Nagini in a parseltongue, and it slid and crawled over, following him like a long shadow.

The door was closed at this moment, and Fan Lin's spirit was immediately expelled, and with the cover of the Horcrux, Fan Lin retreated safely, and the flow of blood returned to Fan Lin's consciousness with strength and warmth.

When he opened his eyes, he was lying on the shore of the lake in the afterglow of the setting sun, and Ron and Hermione on both sides were waiting for him with concern.

It seems that he suddenly entered Voldemort's world through a Horcrux, which frightened the two of them.

On the grass in front of him, he saw the golden cup lying alone, and the dark blue lake in the distance reflected the afterglow of the setting sun.

"He's discovered," Van Lin felt his voice sound strange and low after listening to Voldemort's loud roar, "He found out what we're doing, and he's on his way to check on the other Horcruxes, and the last one," Van Lin has already stood, "the last one is heavily protected by Voldemort, and we can't do it now." ”

Van Lin said, remembering what had flashed through his mind before the Undulating Earth Demon.

Body......

Van Lin probably knew what it was, it was like a part of the power and flesh of the Grim Reaper hidden under Hogwarts, and there was no doubt that Voldemort was crazy enough that he made the body of the Grim Reaper in the vampire forbidden land into the last Horcrux, so that the vampire family had to go.

But what about Harry?

Also, something that controls time......

"Hermione, do you know what can control time?" Van Lin asked suddenly, leaving him feeling a little confused.

"Time control?" Hermione responded, "Why do you ask? And what do you say Voldemort knows?"

"I just entered Tom's consciousness through him. Van Lin said, grabbing Huffpuff's golden cup in his hand, "So I know some secrets about him!"

"Are you crazy, that's ...... Voldemort......" Hermione roared, pointing at Verlin's body, "look at you, what the hell are you doing?"

"Don't be so nervous, Hermione......" Van Lin whispered, looking like he had admitted his mistake, "but Harry isn't here now, and we can't master Voldemort'...... at all."

Fan Lin said, feeling something warm flowing out of his nasal cavity, and a pungent smell of blood spread......

"What's wrong with you?" Hermione immediately nervoused.

"It's okay, it's just that it's probably out of the body for too long. Van Lin gasped for a moment, then cleaned his body with cleansing.

"Answer me first, Hermione, is there anything that can control time, I mean, at the Ministry of Magic......"

"Control...... I don't know what the concept is, but it's a ...... to use."

"Time Converter?"

"That's right......" Hermione nodded, "That's the only one I know, the time turner made by the Ministry of Magic, do you remember, we used ...... too"

"Oh yes, yes, I know. Van Lin tapped his head with a headache.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked with concern, "you're not feeling well there?"

"No, I just don't understand......," Van Lin said, "If the Ministry of Magic has the ability to make a time turner, what is Voldemort looking for? He needs an item that can control time, and it may have something to do with his latest power, the ability to pronounce the death of all things, Hermione, I just saw, Gringotts has been destroyed by Voldemort, like dust, completely cleaned up, I think he may have deprived Gringotts of time, but ......"

"But what?"

"Probably the ability of the Ministry of Magic's time-turner is not satisfied with Voldemort's power...... It feels weird, I think ......"

"However, Professor McGonagall told me that it was when I applied for a time converter. Hermione said, "The Ministry of Magic doesn't have the ability to make items like Time Turners right now, and in fact, not only the Ministry of Magic, but also the Alchemists' Guild can't make Time Turners anymore, because they all lack one thing......

"What's that?"

"Sample...... "is the oldest time turner, in fact, all time turners are made from the oldest sample, the wizard didn't give the instrument the ability to turn time, all this power comes from the original one." ”

"The first one?" Van Lin's eyes lit up, "you know what?"

"I don't know. Hermione said, "Professor McGonagall told me that Master Merlin left the original time turner in England, and later the Ministry of Magic was established, and it is very likely that the time turner will be under the hands of the Ministry of Magic, but according to the records, the time turner has been lost at a very early age, and the International Alchemy Society has applied to the Ministry of Magic, and they have even sent people to assist the wizards of the Ministry of Magic to find ...... But in the end, nothing was found, and even many of the wizards involved in the search disappeared from the world, and some say that they found the original time turner, and then, along with them, they were completely lost in time. ”

"Hall of Time?" said Van Lin, "do you remember, the wizard who was rejuvenated without limits?"

"Uh...... What do you want to say?"

"Maybe that's the entrance. "I can't think of anything else that could have had such an effect." ”

"You don't want to go there looking for a time turner, do you, Fanlin, you tell me the truth, are you going to do that?" Hermione looked at Fanlin sternly, with a posture that he wouldn't stop without answering.

"Yes, and it's necessary, Hermione, we can't fight that ability, I don't want any of us to leave, you know?"

"But......" Hermione looked at Van Lin a little helplessly, "it's not ...... there"

"Not now. Van Lin shook his head, one hand gently caressing Hermione's cheek, "It's impossible for me not to be prepared before going anywhere, since so many people can't find it, I don't think Voldemort will have a chance, but before that, we have to solve Harry's problem first, the original plan didn't work, we can't destroy all the Horcruxes, so, we have to find a way to cut off the connection between Harry and Voldemort first." ”

"But...... What should I do?" Hermione looked at Van Lin in confusion, "Dumbledore has thought of countless solutions, but to no avail...... Vanlin, I'd like to ask you a question, Harry......"

"What?" Van Lin looked at Hermione, then at Ron, who was crouching down next to him without saying a word.

"Harry, is he ......?"

"Yes, that's right, Hermione, you're not wrong. Van Lin said with certainty that it was not surprising that Hermione could guess that Harry was a Horcrux, after all, Van Lin had already relied on Horcruxes to do the same thing as Harry.

"That'...... Isn't Harry ......"

"Oh, no, no, no, Hermione, you don't have to ...... like that," Van Lin shook his head, taking Hermione in his arms.

Ron looked confused.

What is it and what is it?

Why did the two of them suddenly hug each other?

"What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing, Ron......" Van Lin gasped and patted Hermione lightly on the back, "Come on, we'll have to remake a new plan." ”

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