Chapter 229 Simply get a gold cup

"Of course. No one would refuse such a cute little witch and a kitten." Grindelwald smiled and rubbed Crookshanks' head, agreeing for Rogge.

"Then I'll go pay first!" Hermione happily picked up Crookshanks and ran towards the Magical Beasts Shop with a blushing face.

She had always been curious about what the goblin's vault looked like, and finally had the chance to take a look.

"That's strange." Rogge stared at Grindelwald and said doubtfully.

"What's wrong?" Grindelwald asked confused.

"Crookshanks let you touch him."

"What's weird about this?" Grindelwald smiled, "I am no longer Grindelwald, you can call me Wizard Green."

"Tch." Rogge snorted coldly, "Maybe Crookshanks' nuggets have too little blood. Mr. Newt's nuggets don't care about me."

Roger considers himself a cat-sucking expert, and Yumi at home is proof of this. I didn't expect to be disliked by Mao Lizi, how could I not be sad.

Hermione ran over with Crookshanks in her arms. She had always felt that the old wizard looked familiar, and finally thought of where she had seen him before: "I seem to have seen you in a picture!"

Hermione took out the picture of Grindelwald from her robe pocket, held it up and compared it with the old wizard.

"We look alike, but you are not as handsome as him."

"Really?" Grindelwald leaned over and touched his chin and said, "I think I'm more attractive."

The two started chatting slowly, quite speculatively. Roger led the way, wanting to turn around and tell Hermione the true identity of her old wizard.

He glanced at Crookshanks, still comfortably held by Hermione. Since it had no warning, it meant that Grindelwald had no ill intentions towards Hermione.

As soon as the goblin Rocopic saw Rogge, he immediately put down what he was doing and ran over to greet him.

"Mr. Rogge, the music box you gave me last year is really nice. Especially the crystals, which are perfectly cut and worth a lot of money.

Do you need any help from me this time? Rocobic is happy to serve you! Rocopic said enthusiastically.

"I need to go to the vault."

"Your vault number 1111?"

"It's not mine, it's the vault of a wizard from long ago."

"Oh~" Rocopic nodded knowingly. Gringotts only recognized keys and not people.

Any wizard who gets the key to the vault will open the corresponding vault. Even if the opponent snatched it from the door of Gringotts just a second ago, they will provide services in accordance with the contract.

"The key is a code in fairy language, and the fairy who keeps it is called Gerdlock." Rogge explained in a low voice.

Rocobic nodded and immediately went to the inner hall to call Gerdlock.

This is an old goblin with thick glasses. He looked Rogge up and down, very curious as to where the wizard in front of him got the key.

Rogue read the password to Grodlock: "Grod nafel garz volp rogue rod."

Geldlock nodded and said, "Please come with me."

The three of them followed Gerdlock into the door that had transported countless gold and silver. Burning torches hung on the rough stone corridor.

"We have to be careful, I got that string of passwords from the other party." Rogge reminded Grindelwald in a low voice.

Grindelwald nodded knowingly and secretly took an old wand from Rogge's hand. Although I don't have my own wand that is easy to use, spells cast with a wand are more powerful and more precise.

"Please get in the car, three guests." Geldlock opened the car door for them and began to introduce the underground vault.

"Nearly all the wizarding properties in the wizarding world are kept in the Gringotts vault. This is the responsibility of us goblins."

The rail car started slowly and began to accelerate along the slide rail. Its speed was getting faster and faster, making it difficult to hear Geldlock's explanation.

The underground world has been dug into a maze by goblins, and no one except them knows all the entrances and exits.

The rail car drilled back and forth in the corridor and shuttled rapidly. The wheels rubbed against the slide rails from time to time, flashing dazzling sparks.

"Ah!" Hermione couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice. The journey to the vault was much more exciting than the Muggle roller coaster. The successive sensations of weightlessness made her hug Crookshanks tightly.

The stalactites rushing past the top of your head and ears make you lower your head involuntarily. The car suddenly made a sharp turn and headed straight towards the center of the earth.

A large empty underground cave appeared in front of her. Hermione seemed to hear the strange sound of running water and couldn't help but look forward curiously.

However, all she could see was a smooth stone wall. If the track hadn't turned in front of the stone wall, they would have hit hard.

Just when Hermione was wondering where the sound of water came from, after turning a corner, a wide waterfall rushed down, rushing down the track fiercely.

"Please don't worry." Geldlock braked and shouted to them with the power of magic. "That is an anti-thief waterfall, which can wash away all disguises. If anyone tries to use disguises to fool the guards, he will trigger the alarm. .”

As soon as Geldlock finished speaking, the waterfall drenched everyone in the car. Everyone was suddenly wet, as if they had just been fished out of the water.

Crookshanks trembled in Hermione's arms, making everyone's faces wet.

"Everyone has passed the inspection of the anti-theft waterfall. We can continue our journey." Geldlock started the rail car again and drove towards the vault.

Under his operation, the railcar ran quite smoothly. Although the sound of the wheels colliding with the rails kept coming and going, as the speed gradually slowed down, they arrived at the target vault safely.

"Everyone, we are here." Geldlock introduced to everyone, "This is the deepest part of the underground vault, where the wizards' most valuable possessions are stored. In addition to the anti-thief waterfall, there is also a huge fire dragon tied up in the open space in front as an example. guard."

The two hind legs of the fire dragon were equipped with huge shackles, and the huge chains on them were deeply embedded in the solid stone ground.

Its dull scales are falling out, and its eyes are a cloudy pink. Rogge looked up at the blind dragon, wondering how this guy discovered the intruder.

"Dragon!" Hermione exclaimed and covered her mouth, and Crookshanks trembled into her arms.

The giant dragon sensed someone coming in, spread out its giant wings with spikes, and enveloped the entire underground space. It turned its head and opened its huge mouth towards them, letting out a deafening roar.

Gerdlock skillfully took out a few silver metal pieces from his pocket and shook them vigorously, making a crisp jingling sound, like a small hammer striking an anvil.

"Don't worry, just shake these jingle pieces and it won't attack you," Geldlock shouted.

Sure enough, the giant dragon retracted its wings in fear, revealing its body covered with ferocious scars.

"You now rely on whips to tame them?" Grindelwald approached and looked at the scars on the dragon curiously.

"I remember a time when you had the magic to control dragons."

"Of course there was no need for whips in the past." Geldlock shook the jingle and walked under the dragon's breath.

He said meaningfully: "But we have been deprived of too many things."

"Why is this happening? It's so... so cruel to torture the dragon like this!" Hermione looked at the scarred dragon and couldn't help but feel sympathy.

"Little witch, you should study the history of magic."

Hearing Geldlock say this, Hermione couldn't help but blush. She always got high scores in History of Magic, but she never thought about being stumped by a goblin.

"It's nothing more than a failed rebellion." Rogge rescued Hermione and confidently said to Geldlock: "You just lost the right to use the wand, but you got the opportunity to coexist peacefully with wizards."

"You are right." Geldlock did not refute, but bowed his head in obedience.

As losers, the goblins have no right to appeal to the wizard for their lost rights. Compared with other magical creatures, their treatment is already good.

This is of course not the kindness of the wizards, but the vastness and complexity of the underground world that makes them unwilling to fight underground for a long time.

"Here." Geldlock called to the four of them.

"Gringotts has the tightest defense. Any thieves who covet the treasure and try to break in will be sucked into the gate."

As he spoke, he stretched out his long fingers and pressed on the vault door, and the precise magic locks were opened one by one.

"Then what? Will you escort the thieves out?" Hermione asked.

"No, the vault is inspected every ten years."

"Isn't that..." Hermione couldn't help but feel horrified when she thought of the thief's horrific fate.

As the last door lock disappeared, a deep hole appeared in front of everyone. It was stuffed with gold coins and gold goblets, silver armor, all kinds of exotic animal skins with spines or hanging wings, potions in treasure bottles, and skulls still wearing crowns.

"Do you need my help closing the door?"

"No need." Before Rogge could speak, Grindelwald had already found his target.

Through the darkness, his eyes locked on the small golden cup on the highest shelf.

It was a Hufflepuff gold cup, with two solid gold handles and an image of a badger engraved on the cup.

"All curses end." Grindelwald waved his wand, and all the copying spells and fire spells in the vault disappeared immediately. He stepped on the treasures on the ground and took down the Hufflepuff gold cup.

"Let's go." Grindelwald put the gold cup into his pocket with satisfaction and said calmly.

"Huh?" Rogge was a little hard to accept. Is this okay?

He had originally thought of using his transformation technique to hook the golden cup over with a long pole. If that didn't work out, he could ask the goblin to borrow some water from the thief-proof waterfall. Those waterfalls can wash away the curse.

I never expected that the boss would get the Horcrux so easily and calmly.

Rogge looked at Grindelwald's back and couldn't help but secretly wonder, did the original work mislead me too much, or are you stronger?