"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

A series of crisp sounds sounded in front of the gate of Gringotts, and in the gray vortex, a dozen well-dressed Aurors looked solemn.

Scrimgeour walked quickly over to the goblin in charge of Gringotts. His face was like a bluestone slab that had not changed for a thousand years, and his only slightly lame feet did not slow down his mobility, and he was still vigorous and resolute, and his black trench coat was half open.

Kingsley and other famous Aurors were also behind him.

"Hogwarts: Suffered, I'm Voldemort" Chapter 47: The man on the back of the fire dragon is hitting with his hand, please wait a moment,

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