The change of space directly eliminated the gravitational potential energy of Linde's fall, and as soon as he stepped on it, the two of them stood in the familiar room. Lind looked at Dumbledore with a smug face, a little helpless.

Dumbledore smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and handed him a key. Then he said, "I'll leave it to you, by the way, the amount of pounds to galleons is available every year, it's a good deal, don't forget." With that, Dumbledore blinked, and the next moment he vanished.

Linde put away the keys, went into the bathroom and began to wash. Then he changed into a black robe with gold silk and tidied it up.

Linde looked at himself in the mirror, his face was more angular because he was thinner than before, in stark contrast to the small round face of Harry Ron his age.

The eyes are deep, the eyes do not carry any emotion, and the eyebrows are just flat on the face. It's always an expression of no interest in anything, and he hasn't woken up. This is the sequelae of his current practice of Occlumency, in fact, sometimes his heart fluctuates quite a lot.

For example, just now, when I stepped on Big Ben and the House, it was difficult to suppress the emotions in my heart. Of course, he also didn't control himself when he was taken by Dumbledore for a bungee jump.

After tidying up his clothes casually, Linde pushed open the door and walked down. At this time of year, there was an endless stream of visitors to the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and Linde walked down so frankly that no one would notice him unless someone stared at the staircase for a moment.

When he came down, the fireplace went up, startling the people next to him, and Harry came out of it.

"Whew! I didn't make a mistake this time. Harry thought about the first time he used Floo Powder two days ago, when he actually ran to a shop in Tumbledown Alley and stole a mysterious deal between Malfoy and his sons. He didn't want to do it again. Last time, it was good luck to meet Hagrid to relieve him, otherwise he would have been planted in the hands of wizards who didn't look like good people.

Harry ran out and patted the dust off his clothes, looking left and right, just in time to see Linde, who had just come down.

"Hey, Linde." Harry smiled and beckoned to him. Linde returned the salute and walked over to lean beside him, "Hello, Harry, long time no see." Dumbledore has something, let me take you to get the money. ”

"Huh?" Harry looked at Linde in disbelief with a look of disbelief on his face. Do Lindes and Dumbledore have anything to do with each other?

Don't dare to say anything else, Harry himself bears the name of savior, and in his memory, he should be the closest to Dumbledore among his peers, why did Dumbledore ask Linde to help him at this time?

He thought about Linde's performance at school, and all he remembered was that Linde was attacked by Quirrell at the end, and he was trying to protect him at the time. Other times...... Linde is either learning or on the way to learn.

Although this scene made him a little confused, his simple mind still didn't think too much, he just wanted to get some money to buy some daily necessities now.

He replied with some fuss: "Okay! Oh yes. And Ron. The two of us came together. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the stove once again burst into a human-tall green flame, and Ron ran out of the middle.

"Harry, it's yours, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have gotten this money!" Ron said cheerfully to Harry as soon as he ran out, and with that, he spread his hands to reveal a handful of silver and a bunch of worthless Nat.

This handful is certainly less than a Galleon.

Ron generously showed his money and said that he would invite Harry to ice cream, candy and jokes.

This kind of camaraderie that doesn't involve too much money makes Linde feel good.

"Linde?! Hey, is that you? Ron saw Linde next to Harry, with embarrassment in his eyes, praying that Linde would leave quickly, otherwise he would not be able to go all the way in three of them, and he would only invite Harry and not Linde, how embarrassing it would be. But that's just a little bit of money......

Although Linde could see the complicated thoughts in Ron's mind, he didn't care what he thought.

"Let's go! Dumbledore has something important to do, so I'm here to help you. Linde shook the vault key in his hand. With that, he took the lead and walked to the back of the bar. Harry followed behind Ron with a look that he didn't know what was going on.

At this point, Ron had no choice but to follow.

Skillfully clicking on the wall passage of Diagon Alley, Linde didn't want to say anything more, and led the two of them to Gringotts after a while.

gave himself a levitation spell in advance, and then walked in under the eyes of the two of them for no apparent reason.

Finding an empty counter, Linde propped it up with one hand, as if in a pool with buoyancy, and he was taller than the goblins at the counter.

I still remember it!

"Hello, withdraw money. Potter's House Vault 687, here's the key. Linde handed over the key.

The goblin was a little impatient at first when he saw Linde showing his head, but then he couldn't help but laugh when he heard what Linde said.

They who do this business are annoyed by those who have a lot of things. It's rare to make things clear in a single sentence like Linde.

According to the gentlemanly etiquette of the British, that must be:

"Hello."

"Hello, what kind of business do you want to handle?"

"Oh sure, lately my life has been on balabala......"

"Oh, that's a trip to the bank......"

"That's right, so I want to get some money out of my coffers."

"What is the vault?"

…………

There are a lot of thieves.

But this little wizard is different. Thinking about it, the elf took the key with long fingers.

"No problem, it's indeed this key! But ......"

Linde picked Harry over and picked up his hair to reveal the scar on the door of his brain. "Identification, nothing could be more convincing."

"This ......"

"Don't worry, sir. Harry, if I coerce you, tell them that the elves' magic is very powerful, and they can definitely protect you. With that, Lind looked at Harry.

Harry had been brought over all at once, and he was a little confused, and suddenly asked him this question, and he didn't know whether he should shout or not.

The goblin looked at Harry's expression and Linde's emotionless face and somewhat inexplicably provocative tone, and was even more hesitant. But Harry didn't say anything in the end, and let them in.

"Hey, Kings, take them to Vault 687."

A little man came out of the corner, and Linde put away the key and looked over, "Oh, acquaintance!" ”

Linde had been to Gringotts several times for the exchange of Galleons, but he had never met the goblin he had fought with him the first time he had come to Gringotts.

I thought he was fired! I didn't expect to leave it here.

The goblin named Kings who came out was the goblin that Lind had seen for the first time.

Kings also saw Linde, and his already stinky face became even more stinky, and he snorted. He took the key that Linde had brought and began to lead the way.

Kings opened the door for them. For the first time, Gringotts' vault caught Linde's eyes.

In front of you is a narrow stone corridor, illuminated by burning torches. The stone corridor is a steep downhill slope with a small railway underneath. Kings whistled, and a small cart slammed down the railroad tracks, and they climbed onto it. Then, the car began to sped down like a roller coaster.

At first, they galloped along a maze of winding paths, and Kings wanted to remember the path they had taken, turning left. Turn right, turn right, turn left, the fork in the middle, turn right, turn left, I can't remember it at all. The clattering cart seemed to know the road, and there was no need for someone to drive it.

The cold air whistled by, and Linde rubbed his somewhat parched eyes and saw an underground lake below.

He somehow understood what Dumbledore meant by "smelling something" to him not long ago.

In the underground lake below, there seems to be some strange smell. Even at high speeds, he still felt the "smell".

Although the smell was a little strange and not good, it inexplicably attracted him......