Chapter 332: Finally Seeing the Golden Cup

Vault No. 4?

Bogrod suddenly hesitated again. Madam Lestrange was not someone to be trifled with.

Not to mention that she had already been released from Azkaban, and the Dark Lord had returned.

And Bogrod clearly remembered Madam Lestrange's request - the vault must be absolutely safe, with the most protection measures.

"What's wrong? Are you in a dilemma? Will I be jealous of her vault?"

"No, no, no, of course not." Bogrod shook his head, gritted his teeth, and stamped his feet.

Goblins have a motto - the wealth is there, and just looking at it will not reduce the value of the wealth.

What's wrong with taking a look? It won't cost you a Galleon. If you don't let me see it, don't store it in Gringotts!

Bogrod swung his short legs, walked to the vault No. 4 of the Lestrange family, and pressed it.

If opening the door was like erasing with an eraser, then at this moment it was like fading.

The originally heavy metal door gradually faded from thick to thin, and finally the door became like glass, and the outline could be vaguely seen in the air.

But the vault inside was in full view.

Torches lit up one by one in the dark vault, and Zhang Xiao stood outside the door, squinting his eyes.

It was full of piles of gold and silver, exquisite wine glasses, silver armor, and strange animal skin specimens - some with long spines, others with drooping wings - a pile of gemstone bottles, and even a skeleton still wearing a crown.

Well - in general, it was a traditional vault, that is, the treasure opened after defeating the villain in Western stories, almost like the feeling of a mountain of gold coins.

"No matter how many times I see it, the scenery in the vault is always pleasing to the eye."

Bogrod looked at the vault with blurred eyes and muttered, while the fairy armor beside him kept swallowing his saliva. As a low-level fairy, he was not qualified to come here alone.

Not to mention checking a vault of this level.

Goblin Armor usually checks the Weasley family's vault, where has he ever seen the Lestrange family's vault?

Zhang Xiao's eyes passed over the useless gold and silver, and he hummed twice perfunctorily, as a response to Bogrod.

There were glittering gems scattered everywhere on the ground, and on the shelf not far away, there were gem chains wrapped around one after another.

These jewels shone brightly under the light of the torches - it was very disturbing to the sight, and Zhang Xiao felt that his eyes were almost pierced and couldn't open.

But soon he still found what he wanted to see, it was a small golden cup with two handles, placed on a shelf that almost reached the top of the ceiling.

It was clamped by a pure gold sailboat.

Zhang Xiao's somewhat uneasy mood calmed down instantly. As long as the location of the golden cup was determined, everything would be easy.

On the way back, both Zhang and Perenelle were too tired to talk. It was not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.

From the beginning, he was tense and had to remember everything he encountered along the way. Any omission could become the reason for failure when he took formal action.

Originally, Perenelle was going to ask the young wizard what was going on with the goblin, and why the goblin, who was originally arrogant, was so afraid of him.

But now, how could curiosity be more important than rest?

The magic carriage was so light that people could not feel it was moving. It was only a short distance of a few hundred meters from Gringotts to Nico's cabin, but when he arrived, Perenelle had fallen asleep.

When they arrived at the cabin, the magic carriage that had accompanied Nico Flamel and his wife for hundreds of years automatically opened the door, slowly lowered the spiral staircase, and locked the door after Zhang Xiao got off the car.

The alchemy horse shook its head, snorted very realistically, and disappeared at the end of the road with the carriage.

"Squeak!"

The door of the cabin opened, and Dumbledore stood at the door with a smile. It can be seen that he was in a very good mood after confirming the location of the Horcrux.

"Zhang, did you drink the Felicity Potion?"

He made a joke in a light tone, and stepped aside a little. The flowers with dew were squeezed and deformed by his body, and soon soaked the white robe. Dumbledore waited for Zhang Xiao to come in without caring, and then strode in with him.

"Boy, I have to admit that I underestimated you. You did a good job."

Grindelwald did not have the consciousness of an outdated Dark Lord at all. He lay on his back on the chair with his hands folded, his legs on the table, and a pot of hookah appeared beside him at some point.

"Inhale——————Exhale~~~~~~~~~~~"

Smoke spewed out of Grindelwald's mouth, changing into various shapes in the air. He lazily nodded his forehead:

"You are born with the ability to force that poor goblin? Or did someone teach you?"

Ah? Does this still need to be taught? Isn't this just using power to suppress others, taking advantage of every inch, pressing step by step, and not giving in?

Looking at the expression on Zhang Xiao's face, Grindelwald shook his head and said indifferently:

"But these have nothing to do with me. I'm just doing Albus a favor. When things are over, I'll go back to my Nurmengard."

Zhang Xiao smacked his lips for a while, always feeling that this tone sounded a bit forestry.

"Zhang, we have roughly understood the guard of the vault through the bracelet, Gellert——"

Grindelwald shrugged, and the white smoke he exhaled seemed to have life, changing into shape quickly.

Or maybe Grindelwald and Dumbledore have an unusual relationship.

One used a table to transform, and the other used smoke to transform. In short, he was quite skilled in this hand transformation technique.

The smoke first formed a Gringotts on the ground, then a winding track and a huge underground cavity.

Grindelwald's face finally became serious and serious:

"First of all, the first question is the goblin rail car. The rail car can only be summoned by goblins and special whistles, and only goblins can use the rail car.

But Mr Nicolás Flamel said this was not a problem. "

"Yes, it's a very simple reason. I'm sure this car uses alchemy technology. It's just a simple identification, not a powerful guardian magic."

Nico Flamel said with a smile.

Magic, an idealistic thing, can do many unreasonable things. For example, Voldemort once made a rule-based gameplay called "Magic potion can only be drunk" in his cave, which can be called a bug.

The guardian magic of Hogwarts also has a very powerful effect - it prohibits humans from appearing on campus through apparation.

This is almost a rule. It is not a simple magic spell, but an extremely complex compound application of magic.

Zhang Xiao thought for a while and suddenly said:

"Is it because of the anti-thief waterfall?"

Nico smiled and nodded: "Yes, the anti-thief waterfall can wash away all magic and disguise, so the goblin rail car will definitely not be restricted by magic spells.

There must be something we don't understand, or I guess it is simply a purely mechanical creation, usually simply driven by magic, so that even if it is washed away by the anti-thief waterfall, it can still be used when it leaves that area. "

Dumbledore said directly: "So we can make the most ordinary goblin rail car and drive it to the vault at the bottom."

"But you will definitely encounter other fairies along the way. How to solve this problem? Is it the forgetting curse? There are also fairies' guards——"

"The Anti-Thief Falls is indeed a big trouble. I haven't done much research on it. After all, little information about it has been revealed."

Nico Flamel spread his hands regretfully.

Newt suddenly said in a low voice: "Can we cause some trouble and find a way for the goblins to temporarily close the passage or simply be too exhausted to care about anything else?"

As he spoke, he kept glancing down at himself. The famous Sniffer was facing away from everyone and kept pulling things into his pocket.

Dumbledore touched his pocket - well, no wonder the glasses he was stuffing into the bag looked so familiar, they turned out to be mine.

"good!"

Grindelwald, Dumbledore, whose glasses had just been stolen, and Nick Flamel, whose crystal ball had been stolen before, shouted in unison.

Xiu Xiu trembled, and the gold pocket watch in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, rolling gurglingly. It hurriedly rushed forward and lay on the pocket watch, rubbing it hard.

Show a satisfied expression.

Zhang Xiao touched his chest, with a complicated look on his face, and nodded silently (Pocket watch appears: Chapter 57 of Volume 2, Chapter 28 of Volume 3)

"Ahem - in short, just leave the infiltration to me, you don't need polyjuice potion or anything like that."

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he puffed out a puff of smoke again, and a curved aisle continued to appear under the thick smoke that originally imitated the flow of the anti-thief waterfall.

"The signal was interrupted twice, once at the Thief-proof Falls, and once we heard the 'Eternal Mist'. Zhang, what is the Eternal Mist?"

Dumbledore asked softly.

Doesn’t the principal know about the Eternal Mist?

Zhang Xiao was slightly surprised. He was silent for a while, carefully recalled the previous encounter, and said slowly:

“According to the fairies, the Eternal Mist is a natural product. It is said that it appeared accidentally while digging underground passages.

The goblins don't seem to know exactly what it is, but they seem to have found a way to pass through the eternal fog. "

Then he described in detail the requirements for passing through the eternal fog and the goblins' portable lamps that emit blood-red light.

Among them, Zhang Xiao described everything he saw in the fog in detail, fearing that any omissions would cause everyone to misjudge.

"Eternal Mist?"

The four old men were lost in thought together. Grindelwald was the first to withdraw from the battlefield. He shook his head:

"I've never heard of such a thing."

Newt frowned, as if he was reminiscing: "It's like the mist of living things. I always feel that the faces inside are not like mist, but like living things. For example, Obscurus."

But the Obscurus is black and does not have so many faces."

All the attention in the field was focused on Nico Flamel and Dumbledore. These two could be regarded as true naturalists with extensive knowledge.

Under everyone's expectant gazes, Dumbledore finally expressed his opinion gently:

"Sorry, I don't understand what this is. After all, I have only seen a tiny bit of the vastness of this world."

So several pairs of expectant eyes focused on the last hope, Nicoléme.

"have no idea!"

Nico said simply: "Albus, don't you know me yet? Apart from studying alchemy, I don't want to go out at all."

So it turns out that Nicoléme is still an old homebody?

That’s right, I’m a technical geek.

The atmosphere in the room became silent. After a while, Dumbledore said softly:

"After all, except for goblins, wizards will not dig such deep holes."

Yes, except for goblins who dig dozens of miles down, wizards really don't have so much time.

Even the Ministry of Magic underground is only a few hundred meters underground. They are not mice, so who likes to dig holes?

After a long time, Grindelwald made the decision.

"Anyway, we can only know how to solve it when we get there.

And the kid just said that the Eternal Mist is not always there. It rarely appears. Maybe it will just dissipate when we pass by."

"Well, I hope so. To be honest, I feel uneasy. Tom is dormant and has completely lost his trace, which is not in line with Tom's character.

And the trick he used some time ago was simple but efficient. What I can't understand is that he actually thought of using Muggles to trick Petunia out.

This is completely beyond my expectations."

Dumbledore's blue eyes were still calm, but anyone could hear the deep worry in his tone.

"I think." Dumbledore sighed: "Tom has gained new helpers. They are cruel, cunning, and deeply trusted by Tom.

Even if they use Muggles, Tom is willing to accept their opinions.

This is not good."

Zhang Xiao took a deep breath. He could fully understand Dumbledore's concerns. Voldemort, who had split his seven souls, could be said to be useless.

This is also the reason why Dumbledore was optimistic before.

A Voldemort without a brain is not terrible, but now he has an external brain, maybe more than one.

The key is that Voldemort's extremely strong body is willing to listen to the brain's opinion.

"I am worried that Tom will take this time to check whether his Horcrux is still safe. Only in this way can he be relieved and continue his dangerous career."

Grindelwald snorted coldly:

"Just a little rogue. So Dumbledore, you have been dealing with your student alone before, just because of the Horcrux?"

Dumbledore nodded in disbelief. He had long been suspicious of Tom's use of the Horcrux, and it was not until he saw the diary that he was truly sure.

If the Horcrux is not destroyed, no matter how many times Tom is killed, he will eventually come back, and each time he comes back, the fear he brings to people will be stronger than the last time.

That's why he used such a luxurious lineup to destroy the Horcrux, not to kill Voldemort.

"Everyone, get ready. Time waits for no one. We must set off as soon as possible!"

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