In fact, the Broken Axe Bar is almost deserted.

Tom, the hunchbacked, toothless boss, was wiping glasses at the back of the bar, and a pair of wizards were muttering something in a distant corner, catching a glimpse of Hermione and then returning to the shadows.

"Mrs. Lestrange," Tom whispered, bowing his head respectfully when he saw Hermione stop.

"Good morning," Hermione said, as Van Lin slipped past them with a zipper on his back and under the protection of the cloak, and he saw Tom's surprised expression as he heard Hermione's words.

It's a bit of a dissonance.

"You're so kind to him. Van Lin whispered in Hermione's ear as they walked through the bar to the little backyard, "You should treat them like a pile of garbage, Bellatrix can't afford to look down on these people." ”

"Alright, alright!" Hermione hurriedly pulled out Bellatrix's wand and tapped it on the seemingly unremarkable wall in front of them. The bricks on top immediately began to vibrate and rotate, and a small hole appeared in the center of the wall, growing larger and larger, and finally an arch appeared in front of them, which led to a cobblestone street, Diagon Alley.

Diagon Alley is too deserted right now. The front courtyard of the shop is deserted, and there are few pedestrians on the street, a depressed and dilapidated scene. The narrow, cobbled street has changed beyond recognition before Verlin first reported to Hogwarts years ago......

At that time, Fan Lin was still innocent, to be honest, when he grew up, he always inadvertently began to miss the old days, but now he has a goblin on his back.

In fact, you can't expect anything good in the mouth of a guy who eats raw meat, so Van Lin had to focus on the street in front of him.

In the past, the street was bustling with people, but even it had changed a lot from the last time I visited, many of the shops had been boarded off, and the few shops specializing in the dark arts had popped up in the opposite direction, and Van Lin saw that many windows had wanted notices for him and Harry and Hermione.

Van Lin didn't know where they got the picture, but now, he was glaring at him, and under the wanted notice was undoubtedly the words "persona non grata number one".

Harry's title had been successfully spread to everyone, and the amount seemed to have risen quite a bit, enough to empty the entire gold store of an ancient family that had been passed down for hundreds of years.

Is your head so valuable?

But consider that Tom has the backing of a whole vampire race, and the old bats don't have any wealth.

Ironically, many ragged people huddled in front of their shops, and he heard them moaning incessantly to the few pedestrians, begging and emphasizing that they were true wizards. One of them still had blood-stained bandages around his eyes.

Most of them were purged, their half-blooded bloodlines making it difficult for them to survive, and stripped of their wands, they were left to be slaughtered.

In fact, as they walked down the street, the beggars disappeared from Hermione as soon as they saw hermione, and they fled with their headscarves over their faces. Hermione was wondering what she was seeing when suddenly, the bloodbanded man limped in front of her.

"My child," he yelled, pointing at her, his voice high and hoarse, sounding like he was going mad, "where is my child?

"I ...... I really ......" Hermione stammered, but it was clear that the person in front of her had been driven crazy and on the verge of collapse and could do anything.

The man gasped and slammed into Hermione's throat.

Just as Van Lin was about to come out to protect him, with a loud bang, a red light knocked him to the ground, unconscious.

Ron's reaction was quick and he had the necessary senses, he still had his wand in his hand, but the expression under his beard indicated that he was clearly frightened by what he saw.

A few faces popped out from the windows on both sides of the street, and the bustling pedestrians gathered in the street grabbed their robes and trotted out of this place of right and wrong. The entrance to Diagon Alley behind them was almost out of sight, and at this time, Van Lin was not sure if they should leave immediately and go back to find another way.

Just as they were hesitating to discuss with each other, a shout came from behind them.

"Ah, Mrs. Lestrange!" Van Lin hurriedly turned his leg to the side, and the pull ring strangled Van Lin's neck tighter, it felt like a drowning man, but Van Lin was not the wood.

Without caring about pulling the ring, Fan Lin quickly took two more steps back, and at this time, a tall and thin wizard strode towards them...... His hair was messy and his nose was sharp and long.

"That's Treville," the goblin whispered in Vanlin's ear, but at this time Vanlin didn't have the heart to think about who Terreville was.

Hermione straightened up and said as contemptuously as she could, "What do you want to do?"

Treville stopped, clearly enraged.

"He's another Death Eater!" Pull-Ring whispered, Van Lin moved to the side, and his voice immediately came to Hermione's head.

"Just to say hello to you," Treville said coldly, "but if my presence is not welcome......"

At this point, Van Lin heard his voice: Treville was one of the Death Eaters who had been summoned to the Sinofeli family.

"No, no, it's not, Treville. Hermione reacted quickly, trying to cover up her mistake. "How are you?"

"I'll admit I'm surprised to see you running around outside, Bellatrix. ”

"Really, why?" asked Hermione.

"That's right," Treville coughed, "I've heard that the people who live in Malf Manor are locked up in the house, in ...... Adversity...... After escaping. ”

Van Lin wanted Hermione to think calmly. If that's true, then Bellatrix shouldn't be running around in front of the public......

"The Dark Lord has forgiven those servants who had been most devout in his allegiance in the past. Hermione mimicked Bellatrix's blank gaze, "It annoys me, but it's the Dark Lord's decision, and I should kill them if I say it, but the Dark Lord intends to let them use their spare heat, and maybe the Dark Lord doesn't trust you as much as he does in me, Terevil." ”

Although the Death Eater looked unhappy, he was less suspicious.

Bellatrix is telling the truth, and no matter what, Bellatrix's position among the Death Eaters is the most peculiar.

Maybe Bella wasn't the strongest, but Bellatrix was just getting involved with the Malfoy family and successfully influencing the Dark Lord's decision, which no one could ignore.

What's more, even among the Death Eaters, the rumor still exists, as the only woman who has ever had a relationship with the Dark Lord?

He looked down at the man who had been knocked down by Ron. "How did he mess with you?"

"It's nothing, it's all right, a guy who doesn't have long eyes!" Hermione said coldly.

"These guys who don't have wands in their hands are troublesome. "I couldn't say no when they begged me, but last week one of them really begged me to speak for her case at the Ministry of Magic." 'I'm a witch, sir, I'm a witch, let me prove it to you!'" he pretended to be screeching, "it feels like I'm going to give her my wand...... But what you're using now," Treville wondered, "whose wand, Bellatrix, I heard your own wand was ......."

"My wand is here. Hermione calmly raised Bellatrix's wand and said, "I don't know what rumors you've heard, Treville, but you're clearly misinformed. ”

Treville looked a little confused by this, but Van Lin couldn't tell what was going on, he should have had a good talk to Lucius, but Treville obviously didn't intend to dig deeper, and he turned his gaze to Ron.

"Who is this friend of yours? I don't recognize it. ”

"He's Drachmir Dispa. Hermione said, having figured out that a made-up alien was Ron's safest disguise. "He barely speaks English, but he is very helpful to the Dark Lord's cause, so he has come here from Transylvania to see our new regime established. ”

"Really? Hello, Drachmir. ”

"Oh, hello. Ron held out a hand. Treville held out two fingers and shook Ron's hand, as if he was afraid of getting himself dirty.

"So you and your ...... Why did your friend come to Diagon Alley so early?" Treville asked.

"I'm going to Gringotts. Hermione said.

"Well, I'm going there too. "Gold, dirty gold!" said Treville, "we can't live without it, but I must admit that it makes me sad to have to mess with our long-fingered friends." ”

Van Lin felt the hands that had pulled the ring around his neck tighten in an instant.

The Death Eater's attitude succeeded in infuriating Ra Ring, but Ra Ring apparently knew what he should do, and his body trembled a little, and that was all.

"Shall we go along?" Treville said, gesturing to Hermione first.

"Don't turn him down. Van Lin thought for a moment, "Let's go together." ”

"Good!" nodded slightly, and Hermione had to sit side by side with him, walking down the winding cobblestone streets towards the snow-white Gringotts that stood among the many small shops. Ron walked diagonally beside them, Van Lin and Ra Ring following.

Running into an alert Death Eater was their latest problem, and worst of all, Treville was walking next to what he thought he was Bellatrice, so that Van Lin couldn't communicate much with Hermione or Ron.

God knows if Treville is sensitive to magic fluctuations, but in fact, Professor Snape has confirmed to Van Lin that even if he is wearing an invisibility cloak, that strange feeling will still make Professor Snape care.

As for using Transsonic in front of Bella, Van Lin didn't think that a mentally disturbed person would have any energy to feel the changes around her, and besides, she was torturing Ra Ring at the time, wasn't she?

The three of them, plus Van Lin and the Pull Ring, soon came to the bottom of the marble steps that led to the tall bronze door.

Gringotts is very conspicuous and can be reached by walking straight from the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

As Pull Ring had warned beforehand, the uniformed elves that usually flanked the entrance were replaced by two wizards, each holding a slender golden rod in their hands.

"Ah, the Probe of Integrity!" said Treville, with a vivid expression, "what a shoddy instrument......

Treville didn't refuse, though, he just straightened his clothes in disgust, then stepped forward and nodded to the two wizards on the left and right, who raised the golden rod and moved it up and down on him.

Van Lin knew that the probe could detect hidden spells and magical items.

Such alchemical products are more widely used and advanced in Nicolamet's collection room, but it is not clear whether the invisibility cloak can be detected by Van Lin, but the magic on Hermione and Ron is obviously not.

Knowing that he only had a few seconds, Van Lin pointed his wand at the two guards in turn and muttered "Confusion" twice.

Treville was looking through the bronze door into the hall inside, so he didn't notice that the two guards were stunned for a moment when they were hit by the spell.

Hermione bowed slightly, her long black hair undulating behind her back as she walked up the steps.

"Wait a minute, ma'am. One of the guards said, holding up the probe.

"But you've just finished checking!" Hermione said in a condescending and arrogant tone of Bellatrix.

Treville raised his eyebrows and looked around. The guard was puzzled, and he looked down at the thin golden rod in his hand, and then at his dizzy colleague.

"Yes, you've checked them, Marius. Hermione walked over like a gust of wind. Ron followed her, Van Lin and Rachel clinging to each other inside the cloak.

As they stepped through the door, Van Lin glanced back, and both guards were scratching their heads.

If possible, Van Lin would prefer to modify their memories, the Confusion Charm was not so useful.

But Treville was there, and obviously he wasn't going to give Van Lin a chance, unless Van Lin was going to go all the way in, and then, most likely, before Van Lin arrived at the vault, Tom would come here with his new wand.

Van Lin was eager to see how far Tom could do now, but in fact, by one accident, Van Lin didn't even have a chance to do it again.

Two goblins stood at the door of the inner hall, a silver door with a poetic warning carved to warn the thieves of the dire consequences of stealing.

Van Lin looked up, and suddenly there was a flash of lightning in his mind.

Just like when Van Lin was still worried about the alchemy materials, Van Lin also joked with Hermione, saying that one day he would rob Gringotts' vault, the fact ↑, Van Lin never thought that he would really do this.

Wouldn't it be good to bring Dumbledore with you, as Dumbledore......

But in a few moments, they were standing in the bright marble hall of the bank.

The goblins sat on stools behind the long counters and served the first guests of the day.

Hermione Ron and Levill walked over to an old leprechaun with glasses on a thick gold coin.

Hermione had a clever excuse to explain to Ron what to do in the banking hall so that Treville could get ahead of her.

The Death Eater was already wondering, and there was no guarantee that anything would happen if they walked together.

I saw the old goblin sitting on the high platform threw the gold coin in his hand to the side, and I don't know who he was shouting to: "Dwarf goblin!"

He then greeted Treville, who handed him a small golden key, which the elf inspected and gave to him.