August 28, 1992, outside London. One police car after another whizz down the highway with sirens blaring, and a police helicopter hovering overhead. Their target was a BMW sedan in front of them, which was running away frantically, and in this sedan sat two men, one of whom was driving with a twitch in his face, and the other man in the back was blowing a small tune and caressing the bags of money beside him.

"Don't be so nervous, Brother Shotekhaojan. It's just a few slips, and we've got at least half a million pounds for this ticket, enough to keep us entertained for a while!" said Faveniel to the guy driving in front of him leisurely, completely ignoring the police car and the helicopter hovering overhead as they were speeding after them.

"Damn! There's a barricade ahead! And a bunch of strips! We're finished! Boss!"

More than 100 meters ahead, there were more than a dozen police cars crossing the road, several road studs were placed on the ground, and several cement mobile barricades were placed on the road, and it was obvious that even Favenir and they could not pass through in a large truck.

"Hey, it seems that it was a mistake to grab a BMW halfway through......" Fafnier was still talking coolly, but the Schuttke Haugjan in front of him was about to go completely crazy. The BMW forced its way onto the shoulder of the road and tried to escape from the field, but the police in front had already opened fire with their pistols. And Schutek Haojan was overly nervous, and the steering car stalled.

Favinir casually threw the Kalashnikov to Shutekhajan, and as soon as the kid got the guy, he rolled out of the car door and roared and fired at the police.

7.62 The middle power bullet easily suppressed a dozen policemen, and Fafnir also got out of the car with another Kalashnikov, and he shot and injured one policeman after another with a single burst shot....... real shootout is not at all like in the movie, the doors and body of the car are completely unable to play a bulletproof role - perhaps for the revolver in the hands of the police, the door and body are difficult to penetrate. But for rifle bullets, the doors and body are not much harder than cream.

As he opened fire, Fafnier said to Shotekhawjan, "You take the money bag and go immediately." I'll cover up. Fafnir already had two bags of money on his back, and the other three bags were taken by Schutkhowjan.

There was chaos in the police stacks on the other side, the radio was full of calls for reinforcements and ambulances, and the two bandits retreated unhurriedly while suppressing the officers with single shots - mainly one of them, the other scrambling with three bags and no time to fire.

Fafnir swapped his magazine, then took a slight aim and fired, this time with three bursts. The bullet hit the helicopter in the air, and the plane turned around in smoke to prepare for an emergency landing, and the ground was in chaos, and the two guys took the opportunity to turn into the community gardens on both sides of the road and slip away.

Later that day, Fafnier stole another BMW, put a few stacks of freshly snatched tickets in the car, and took Schutkhao Jane all the way into the city of London to have fun.

The car stopped on the side of the road, and the two men walked into a dilapidated building called the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and Shotek looked around strangely, "Don't you think something is wrong? Magic is cast here, and only creatures with magical powers can see it. You also have a certain amount of magic, and of course you can see this bar. Faveniel seemed to see Schutkhaojan's doubts, and spoke directly.

The two of them stepped into the bar, and suddenly dozens of eyes were concentrated. There were bursts of whispers, "Wizards you've never seen?" and "What a stranger—" Favenir's ears immediately heard these words.

Fortunately, the owner of the bar counter at the bar was knocked down by a five-pound ticket before he could speak....... "A glass of soda, thank you." "That's what Fafnier wants.

He took the soda and drank it down. Then he pulled Schuttek Haughan, who was looking at the strangely dressed guests in the bar in great surprise, and walked to the small patio behind the bar.

Fafnier kicked on the back wall of the patio, and with a sparse noise, a large hole was cracked in the back wall, and inside was the beginning of a street......... "Boss, don't scream! I'll lose your money!

It's bustling with people, and it's all because the street is so narrow, lined with old dilapidated buildings with all sorts of signs. The pedestrians on the road are also dressed in strange clothes, and they don't look like a normal person. The shops under the signs are also decorated with all sorts of strange gadgets, and the characters in the large posters act on their own – waving, smiling, and even scolding at the advertising characters next to them..........

Shotekhaujan was completely stupid, and Favenir could even hear the sound of his worldly view collapsing again. Fafnier pulled a full bottle of whiskey from his bosom and stuffed it to Schutkhowjan, who opened the bottle blankly and poured the contents into his stomach desperately.

Regardless of this guy, Fafnir walked straight ahead on his own, all the way to the intersection - there was a towering white building that looked like a bank.

In front of the door were two short, uniformed goblins - like monkeys, Fafnir ignored their bows and pushed open the bronze door and walked inside. The second door is silver, with the inscription "Please come in, stranger, but be careful." What will happen to insatiable greed, and if you want to take a piece of wealth from our underground vaults that has never belonged to you, you have been warned, O thief, that beware of not a treasure, but a bad retribution. ”

He looked at this sentence, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the unspoken words were: "Sooner or later, I will rob you!"

Faviniel scoffed at the remark, pushed open the second silver door, and stepped into the lobby of Gringotts.

A group of goblins worked behind the long counter, and three or five wizards waited at the counter. Fafnier walked over to the "currency exchange" counter and knocked on it. The goblin in the back immediately raised his head, waiting to serve Fafnir.

Favenir pulled out a bag of pounds and poured it directly onto the counter, which immediately caught the attention of the wizards, but Faveniel's own attention was focused on the exchange behind the counter - he was now paying attention to how much currency was on the counter, because his original plan was to rob the sterling sterling in Gringotts, not the currency used in the wizarding world.

Schutkhaughan was now in the hall too, and he shrunk back in his seat and waited for Boss Fafnir to finish the money. Not long after, Fafnir came back with a bag of gold coins, "Tomorrow you come with the money to exchange, pay attention to the pounds on their counter." We need to count how many pounds they exchange each day. ”