Glitter didn't want to bet on the unknown trust.

What's more, for wizards, goblins belong to an alien race.

They are both wizards, and they still need a contract to ensure the trust of both parties, let alone goblins.

Glitter doesn't have that much cheap trust to give to these aliens.

For wizards, if they have the same aspirations, Glitter will open the door, at best, to ensure that they will not betray.

But for interracial people, Glitter is not so casual.

The most dangerous battle between wizards is who will take power, and at most it will affect their Dawn organization.

After all, no matter who became the uncrowned king, as long as he didn't want to be alone, he would not be able to exterminate his own kind.

Even if it's a strain, it doesn't affect too many people.

It's different if you're an alien, and house-elves are proof of that.

Without the wizards, they don't even have the courage to continue their lives, and the only reason for them to survive is to serve the wizards.

Of course, there are no exceptions among house-elves.

Dobby, who is now active in Hogwarts, is a house-elf who has found his own independent will.

But the exception is the exception after all, and more house-elves, like the Sparkle of the Crouch family and the Kreacher of the Braque family, life only exists for the owner.

Kreacher's lifelong pursuit is to be able to be like his ancestors, when his life comes to an end, his head is cut off by his master and becomes an ornament in the family.

Ever since she was fired from Barty Crouch Sr., Twinkle has been in a state of panic.

Relying on alcohol to numb himself, when he finally sobered up, he frantically punished himself with self-abuse.

This is the status quo of most house-elves, whose ancestors, from the day they were born, began to be servile training, and became slaves in the service of their masters for generations.

It was only after Hermione learned about Twilight's current situation that she formed the Elf Promotion Association.

In order to liberate the house-elves, she left her own woollen fabrics in the Gryffindor lounge, so that the house-elves could be 'free' when cleaning the lounge.

All Hogwarts students are Hogwarts house elf masters, and she has the right to do so.

It's just that, obviously, the house-elves don't appreciate such 'kindness', and they see this as an insult to themselves.

Since then, Gryffindor's common room has not been seen again, with the exception of Dobby, a single house-elf.

If it weren't for Dobi, Gryffindor would have been the first academy to have the common room cleaned by the young wizards themselves.

Glitter shuddered at the thought that wizards would be reduced to such a state if the wizarding world were ruled by aliens.

Therefore, he will never give any alien race, even the slightest trust.

At least, until the wizarding world is unified, until wizards and Muggles are completely integrated, Glitter won't.

Maybe they have wisdom, even far more wisdom than wizards, maybe they have a demand for fairness, but Gretel's pity and sympathy are not so cheap.

Before his own people have enough to eat, Glitter will not give up his interests to these aliens at will, and he is not rich enough to this extent.

This point, within the entire Dawn, has long formed a unified opinion.

Moreover, judging from what Fred is telling now, the situation has become that the American elves want him to obtain the coveted freedom through him.

Therefore, Glitter will not give up this opportunity to attack the other's shield with the other's spear.

Since the most basic trust between wizards and goblins is lacking, Glitter uses his means to forcibly forge a path of trust.

The secret of the portal cannot be known to outsiders, so the best way is to turn the insider into your own.

There is no more convenient way to turn others into one's own by relying on supreme magical contracts.

After fusing the black magic spell of Professor Fu's lifelong wisdom, Glitter has long been a unique existence among dark wizards.

It's just that this method of turning others into your own people seems a little cruel.

By signing this contract, Fred will not belong to himself, both physically and spiritually.

A single thought of Gretel could send him to hell, wherever he was lurking in the world.

But there is no way around it, Gretel doesn't have that much time to let the goblins gain his trust through performance.

Just like the Death Eaters, Glitter didn't have time to influence them one by one, not to mention, the sins in them were not worth Dawn's waste of energy to brainwash them.

To be a test subject is their journey of atonement.

If one day in the future, after the whole world is liberated, Gretel may be moved by kindness and people will give them the end of their dreams.

Wizards are still like this, how could Fred, a goblin, be treated differently by Gretel.

As a goblin, he is destined to bear the sin of goblin rebellion.

The contract was slapped in front of Fred by Gretel, and then the whole person relaxed.

He gave the opportunity, and whether Fred can catch it or not has little to do with him.

For Fred, it was a big gamble, a closed-eyes gamble with his life and soul as bargaining chips.

But for Gretel, it's just an idle move.

Of course, it's good to be able to succeed, but if it can't be done, there will be no loss for him.

If you want to talk about the consequences, at most, it will make him encounter more dangers when he walks in the magical world.

While Fred was considering, Glitter silently swept his panel.

The identification of X, let Gretel's heart be reassured,

Oh, danger, is he still afraid?

The contract in front of you can be described as a beautification by a demon.

Looking at the old god Gretel, Fred was a little suspicious, didn't the wizard in front of him really crawl out of hell?

Confused, he didn't even know if what Gretel had brought out would help him fulfill his long-cherished wish.

All he knew was that as long as he signed this contract, from now on, he would be slaughtered by others without any power to fight back.

He had lived for hundreds of years, and he had never seen such an evil person, so why was the name of the organization established by such a person called Dawn.

Fred swears that he never hated gambling as much as he does now.

His eyes were on Gretel, his eyes were full of pleading, even if he revealed a little, even if he made up some unwarranted things, to deceive him, an old man who didn't have many years to live.

At least it doesn't look like an empty glove white wolf.

Fred persuaded himself that as long as Glitter said a word, he would help the American elves gain independence, even if it was empty words, he would gamble his life and soul to sign this demonic contract.

However, it was destined to be a fantasy, and he didn't know that Glitter was now thinking in his heart how to reduce the loss of Dawn after the war with the goblins as much as possible.

and how to keep more of the spark alive if they fail in the end, so that they can make a comeback in the future.

Like a house elf, betraying himself was never in his mind.

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"Mr. Gretel, I've signed it."

Fred's voice was filled with madness, and he promised that if Gretel's secret didn't live up to his hopes, he wouldn't become Gretel's accomplice in endangering the goblins in order to survive.

Gretel was woken up by Fred's voice, and there was less estrangement in his eyes, but more approval.

Getting along with each other, he didn't dare to say that he could be as free and easy as Fred, so daring to gamble.

At least, Gretel won't do that until there is evidence.

If someone took such a picture of such a mermaid contract in front of him, he must let that person see what it means to be angry, and blood is splashed five steps.

Glad Fred was not that kind of person.

He's really just for insurance, not for cheating.

Otherwise, by relying on the bonds of the contract alone, he could have allowed Fred to shed his last drop of blood for the dawn.

The contract turned into ashes before the eyes of the two of them, becoming a spell bondage.

Now that the contract has been established, Glitter rarely has a little more trust in his eyes, and he trusts the alien race.

At least, trust in Fred himself.

"Let's go, the environment here is not suitable, we need to go to a place where there are no people, so that you can completely relax."

After Gretel finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Fred.

A trance-like, originally comfortable conference room has become a desert.

The scorching sun hung high, and the heat in the distance was steaming, distorting the hills farther away.

The moment Fred saw his surroundings clearly, his heart couldn't help but feel a little more settled.

As the only financial institution in the wizarding world, Gringotts has the most complete security system in the world.

Even the elves themselves couldn't have used spells so casually inside Gringotts.

It's this security system that makes Gringotts' vault the safest place in the world.

Gretel took a deep breath and calmed down.

Under Fred's observation, Glitter controlled the endless magic particles in nature to surge towards him, gradually forming the appearance of a door in front of him.

Violent fluctuations, gradually distorting the space in front of you.

Finally, after reaching a critical point, the gate forged by Glitter was completely stabilized.

"Fred, walk in, and then you'll understand why I'm going to make you sign such a harsh contract."

Fred looked across the door, and the wind rose up, rolling up endless yellow sand, and slammed into the two people on the other side of the door.

Having put his life and soul on the line, Fred had nothing to lose.

So at this time, he didn't have any worries and fears at all.

Not to mention that the scenery that can be seen on the opposite side is yellow sand, even if it is the dragon's lair opposite, he dares to step straight into it.

One last glance at Gretel, Fred stepped inside, appearing on top of a sand dune.

Just as he stepped over the doorframe and appeared on the other end, Glitter spoke up.

"Look back."

Fred immediately turned around when he heard the sound, and then his whole body fell into a stupor.

How to say it.

Through the door that was still in place, he could see Gretel's figure.

However, looking from the side of the door, he could still see Gretel.

It's as if Glitter exists in two dimensions at the same time, but strangely balanced.

In an instant, he seemed to understand something, and hurriedly took an object from his body and threw it out of the door.

Then a phantom shifts and returns to Gretel's side.

He took off the badge he threw from his body and was lying stubbornly on the yellow sand.

When he verified the authenticity of the badge, Glitter canceled the portal and sat on the sand without any regard for face.

His face was pale, his forehead was covered with sweat, and it took him a while to recover, and he took out a bottle of magic potion from his pocket and swallowed it in a big gulp.

This potion is a strategic item developed by Dawn for the war effort.

It is to ensure the endurance of wizards in the war.

Seeing Fred's whole body turn from sluggish to ecstatic, he couldn't spit out a complete sentence after taking several deep breaths.

Gretel finally rested, stood up, and said, "Now, Mr. Fred understands my caution."

I wonder if we can officially sit down now and discuss the specific details of the American elves on board? ”

To say that at the beginning, Fred only chose to gamble because of the oppression of his own nobles.

Now he is grateful for his boldness, and he is grateful for not losing the decisiveness of his youth in the passage of time.

He knew very well what the appearance of the portal meant.

Ancient and present, human or alien, wizarding or muggle.

All intelligent life has devoted its energies to shortening the distance between the world.

As a result, the wizarding world had apparitions and portkeys, and the Muggle world had faster and faster ships, cars, and airplanes.

It's just that the distance of the phantom shifter is too short, and the difficulty of mastering it is too high.

The feeling of the door key is too poor, and if you want to use it, you need to get legal authorization, and frequent use will also encounter various dangers.

However, all of this, from the time when the teleportation array appeared, the word spatial distance will lose its meaning in this world.

All the time and cost that used to be spent on the road will be reduced to a minimum.

It was at this time that Fred realized what Gretel meant by the interests that satisfied everyone.

It's no wonder that Glitter wants him to sign such a harsh contract.

It can be said that the day the portal is really launched, the storm of interests created will sweep the world.

No matter who it is, it is impossible to control such a door of interest alone.

Gretel can't do it, Dawn can't do it, they can't do it with all the goblins, and even the entire wizarding world can't be done by packing it together.

The Muggle world would not sit idly by and watch such a thing be in the hands of the wizarding world.

But at the same time, Fred was completely relieved, and it seems that this time, he did not make a mistake.

Even, he was glad that he took this opportunity to get a ticket, even if it was in exchange for his life and soul.

(End of chapter)