"Gringotts... Be neutral. ”

Azul said with difficulty, and Dumbledore didn't say a word.

"We will no longer exchange Muggle Gold Bricks of unknown origin."

“…”

Half an hour ago, Azul didn't want Dumbledore to speak.

Now, Azul wanted to get down on his knees and beg Dumbledore to speak.

Finally, in the face of Dumbledore's calm gaze, Azul slipped out of his chair with his legs limp.

"We're not going to take the opportunity to buy the Death Eaters' property, and we're not going to buy the magical items they sell." Azul slumped to the ground, his emaciated body shrinking into a ball, "That's all we can do. ”

"We can't freeze the Death Eaters' coffers, or Gringotts will be discredited and the wizarding world's financial system will be completely shaken."

"You don't want to, do you?"

Dumbledore stood up, looked down at Azule, who was grasping the corners of his robes with his long thin fingers, and whispered, "I must admit, Gringotts is important. We really don't want to ruin the reputation that Gringotts has built up over the centuries. ”

"Before I came, Kano asked me to bring you a word."

Dumbledore's blue eyes flashed with lightning sharpness: "He said, 'If Gringotts thinks it's important, then I'll let them know that I'm not that important.'" ”

I advised him not to get too excited. But you have to be clear, Azul. ”

"I'm also a wizard, and while I'm in favor of living in harmony with other races, that doesn't mean I'll let some careerists suck the blood of wizards and think about cutting their flesh."

Dumbledore pulled out the corner of his robe, which Azul had grasped, and walked out of the sumptuous office.

Azul collapsed to the ground, finally understanding the helpless and meaningful gaze of the previous president when he took over as president.

There is no absolute violence, money and status are just empty buildings.

If Voldemort hadn't shown up, even Scrimgeour with a team of Aurors would have been able to keep Gringotts at bay.

It's a pity that Azul has been too fluttering lately, enjoying the brief good time of the wall-riding faction, forgetting the most fundamental things.

Thinking of the end of the picture, Kano was entangled in all kinds of magic powers, and the silver glow escaped from the corners of his eyes, Azule couldn't help but tremble.

I hope that Dumbledore will live for another hundred years, and he will definitely stop this killing god.

The Death Eaters fled back to Malfoy Manor, where they found themselves abandoned.

Fortunately, a few seconds later, an embarrassed Voldemort appeared among them with a charred Snape.

"Get the potions out! Take it out! He growled, his red eyes sweeping over the silent crowd of Death Eaters.

Bella rushed up to check on Voldemort's condition, and Voldemort couldn't help but look a little disgusted.

However, he still retained his senses, knowing that Bella was also dragged away by his husband just now, and in the situation just now, it was only right to leave quickly.

But the human heart is unreasonable.

The true loyalist, Snape, was carried into the room with all hands and feet. Lucius's wife, Narcissa, was invited out to give Snape a brief check-up.

"He has been badly burned, and his magic in his body is extremely disordered, and he must be sent to St. Mungo's immediately, or he will definitely die."

"Don't go yet!" Voldemort roared, and immediately several Death Eaters with no conviction took him away.

The core Death Eaters knelt in a circle, and Voldemort sat limply in a high-backed chair.

"There's no way he's going to be this strong in a short period of time." Voldemort muttered, "There must have been some kind of sequelae used." ”

More than one Death Eater secretly slandered himself, and the kid looked very relaxed, as if he had used some evil way.

But no one dared to say this, so they had to bow their heads and say nothing.

"Lucius, you go and communicate with the people of Gringotts and exchange the gold for Galleons as soon as possible." Voldemort commanded, "Snape... Forget it, Rodolphus, when Garon arrives, you can contact the hired wizards abroad and sign a magical contract with them before they get the news. ”

The two were assigned, stood up and bowed and left.

Voldemort pondered in silence for a moment, then asked little Crouch to step forward.

"Barty, you go and collect these things for me." Voldemort handed him a piece of paper, "No need to keep it secret, but be fast." ”

Little Crouch lit it up as soon as he saw it, nodded, and left the room.

Now, only Bella was left on her knees.

"Bella, you are my most trusted subordinate, you have to help me with something."

Bella wished for a chance to show her loyalty to Voldemort, and the fact that the ghost had been inconfined for some time and had not performed well just now made her even more eager to prove herself.

Voldemort pulled a dozen magical photographs out of his coat pocket and handed them to Bella.

Bella looked at the photo puzzled, raised her head and looked at her owner suspiciously.

"Some time ago, an old monster in the wizarding world developed a potion called the Elixir of Heirs." Voldemort said slowly, "Many pure-blood families have new heirs because of this. ”

"That's why they've been so short of money lately."

Bella's eyes showed a cruel gleam: "Kill them all, let these..."

Even Voldemort was taken aback, if Bella really did this, he Voldemort would really have betrayed his family.

Of course, he didn't show it. After all, for a fanatical person like Bella, if you don't act more crazy than her, you can't control it.

"Don't worry, you go and arrest them first, don't hurt them for the time being."

Voldemort calmly cooled Bella, and then she left the house.

Voldemort finally couldn't take it anymore and spewed out a mouthful of black blood with a scorching breath.

The black blood lost its suppression and burned into a white fireball in the air, illuminating Voldemort's face even paler in the dark room.

What's going on with this kid?

Voldemort finally relented, recalling Kano's every move in horror.

Snape had told him that Black had disappeared for a while, and that he had gone to Durmstrang to retrieve the antidote to Snake Springs.

But when he refined the snake spring poison, he used divine power, where did this antidote come from.

Could it be that Blake had an adventure at Durmstrang and became a god under the priesthood of some Norse god like the Egyptian pharaoh?

However, he didn't feel right, the battle was so fierce, and I didn't see any faith flowing into him.

It was because of this that Voldemort was sure that Carnot had used some off-the-board moves.

Either way, I have to find new strength. Hopefully Crouch Jr. will find those things sooner so I can try again.

We'll have to ask Snape to see if anything is wrong with Blake in a few days.

Thinking of this, Voldemort knocked his head in annoyance.

Snape is undoubtedly loyalist, and hopefully he will get through this time.

But Bella's performance this time disappointed him, and it was a temptation to send her to do such a hateful job just now.

According to Snape's records, Bella knew of the least defensive magic at Rozier Manor, but it was actually the most heavily defended location.

Blake's performance this time was devastating, and the defensive magic didn't bother him at all.

Therefore, Voldemort can't be sure whether he stepped on the trap under the wrong intelligence of the inner ghost, or if he was unlucky enough to pick the wrong target.

Beira...

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