Chapter 310: What will be the last Horcrux?
Bellatrix and Regulus evaded the searching Aurors, slowly groped to the edge of the anti-Apparition spell, and then disappeared into the trees together.
The next moment, two people appeared in Diagon Alley.
"Listen, Bella," Regulus pulled Bellatrix to a secluded corner and whispered, "you must cover your face. The Ministry of Magic's wanted posters are posted everywhere. Yes, others will find you easily."
"So what if they find out?" Bellatrix said disdainfully, "This group of people poses no threat to us at all."
"But they will expose our situation here, and the elite Aurors will rush over at any time!" Regulus emphasized, "It would be an extra step. At least change your appearance."
He was really worried about his big-hearted Death Eater cousin.
Before Voldemort's Horcrux is obtained, Regulus must ensure that Bellatrix is not caught by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, otherwise the Horcrux will definitely not be obtained and his plan will be in vain.
This feeling of only being able to protect the enemy despite being in a hostile camp is not very good.
After Regulus's persuasion, Bellatrix finally covered her face with a scarf, and the two of them walked toward Gringotts Wizarding Bank on the north side of Diagon Alley.
Wizards with their faces covered are still very common in Diagon Alley. After all, the adjacent street is Knockturn Alley, where various groups are mixed. There are many wizards doing illegal transactions, dark wizards who study black magic, and even ghouls. Dark creatures such as lich and lich do not like to show their faces.
However, this is a time of war. After Amelia Bones came to power, Aurors were arranged to stand guard in places with extremely dense wizard populations, such as Diagon Alley and Knockturn Alley, to check the masked wizards in the alleys at any time.
Fortunately, the Auror in charge of the inspection was not an elite one, and was easily fooled by Regulus's confusion spell, allowing Bella to let Luca go.
The two of them walked all the way towards the tall snow-white marble building to the north.
The gate of Gringotts Wizarding Bank faces Diagon Alley, and a white stone staircase leads to two shiny bronze doors. Next to the gate stood a goblin in a scarlet and gold uniform.
Unlike the heavily guarded Diagon Alley, Gringotts claims to be the safest place in the entire wizarding world, claiming that no one can steal anything from them, so order here is as usual.
Also, the goblin in the bank doesn't care whether the person who comes here to withdraw money is a hero or a criminal.
They have only one attitude towards wizards - that is, customers of different levels.
Sure enough, the goblin guarding the bronze door didn't even look at Bella, who was covering her face, and directly put her and Regulus inside the bank.
After entering the first door, there was an inner hall. The two continued to walk in, passed another silver door, and then entered a tall marble hall.
Hundreds of goblins sat on high stools behind a row of long counters, weighing coins with copper scales, inspecting gems with eyepieces, or scribbling entries in a large ledger. There are countless doors in the hall, leading to different vaults.
Regulus and Bellatrix walked towards an older goblin who was examining a thick gold coin through his glasses.
Bellatrix stepped forward.
"I want to enter my vault." She pulled off her mask and said coldly.
"Oh, you are... Mrs. Strange!" The goblin seemed startled, with a surprised look on his face, "I thought you were wanted now..."
"Does my being wanted have anything to do with whether I came here to withdraw money?" Bellatrix said coldly.
"Of course it doesn't matter!" the old goblin said quickly, "You are a distinguished platinum member of Gringotts, and you can enjoy Gringotts' most extreme services at any time."
As he spoke, he took out a narrow quill and began to register on a piece of parchment.
"Do you have... identification?" the old goblin asked as he wrote.
Bellatrix handed over her wand.
"Oh, yes, I saw it," the old goblin behind the counter looked down at Bellatrix's wand and said, "This is indeed your wand. In that case..."
He clapped his hands, and a slightly younger goblin came over.
"I want to use jingle pieces," the older goblin said to him.
The young elf left quickly and soon brought a small leather bag to the older elf. The small bag seemed to be filled with jingling metal.
The jingle piece is a magical instrument unique to Gringotts——
High-security vaults in banks are usually guarded by fire dragons. These fire dragons have been "trained" to think of the pain they have suffered after hearing the sound of the jingle piece, and thus leave the vault they guard.
This is how Gringotts' goblin employees gain access to specific vaults.
"Okay, then please come with me, Mrs. Strange." The older goblin said, jumping off the stool and being blocked behind by the counter, "I will take you to your vault."
A moment later, he appeared at the end of the counter and trotted towards them, the contents of his small leather bag still jingling.
The old goblin led Regulus and Bellatrix into a side door, and sat on a trolley on the track as they turned around along the maze-like corridor, making sharp turns among various large and small stalactites. , flying deep underground.
After passing a thief-proof waterfall and arriving at an unknown depth underground, the old goblin began to shake the jingle piece.
A huge fire dragon is tied up in a relatively wide space, preventing people from approaching the four or five deepest vaults there...
The noise of the jingle echoed between the stone walls, amplified many times, making people's ears hurt. The fire dragon let out a hoarse roar and retreated tremblingly.
The old goblin didn't seem to like the sound very much. He frowned and hurried towards a gap in the wall, pressing his palm on a wooden board next to the metal vault door - the vault door disappeared, revealing a hole.
The cave was stuffed from floor to ceiling with gold coins and gold goblets, silver armor, the furs of various exotic animals with spines or hanging wings, potions in treasure bottles, and a man still wearing a crown. skull.
"This is..." Regulus looked at the countless treasures and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Are you plundering all the Black family's wealth... Are you marrying off all by yourself? How could a woman get so much?!"
He almost exposed the fact that he had only seen the Black family's treasury not long ago, but fortunately he reacted in time - the Black family treasury is now controlled by Sirius and has contributed a lot of operating funds to the Order of the Phoenix.
Bellatrix must have been quite angry about this.
"I can't find where you are, and the traitor to Sirius Black's family doesn't deserve the family property at all!" Bellatrix said disdainfully, "So I went to the old house to take some things and donate them. Isn’t it natural to give it to the Dark Lord?”
Regulus frowned, feeling extremely angry in his heart, but he remained calm on the outside.
He reached out to one of the gold dinner plates, vaguely remembering that such tableware used to be everywhere in Black's old house, but now he couldn't find a few pieces.
"Don't touch it, especially you!" Bellatrix suddenly shouted, slapping back Regulus' outstretched hand.
"What's wrong?" Regulus frowned and looked at her, "I, Regulus Black, can't touch these family heritages anymore?"
"I don't care whether you touch these useless things or not. I'm afraid you'll die here!" Bellatrix said angrily. "There are fire spells and copy spells on them. Anything that touches them will All will be burned and replicated later.”
"With a constitution like yours, if you are overwhelmed by something transformed by the Copying Curse, you will probably be burned directly into a mummy by the Fire Curse!"
Regulus took two steps back in fear, away from the deadly treasures in front of him.
Fortunately, he found Bellatrix to take him to this vault in person. If someone else came here to look for Horcruxes, they might be buried under the treasure by the two spells of the Copying Curse and the Fire Curse if they were not careful. middle……
"Don't stand so far away, come here and help me." Bellatrix said irritably, "It's really troublesome. I have to recite the cracking spell on these things one by one. I don't know when it will take the master to give them to me. s things."
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Two hours later, Regulus and Bellatrix walked out of the bronze door of Gringotts tiredly.
"What are your plans next, and where do you want to put the master's things?" Bellatrix held a gold cup firmly in her arms and asked nervously, "I think it's okay Hidden in our abandoned bunker..."
However, before she finished speaking, a group of wizards appeared in front of her, faintly surrounding the siblings in the center.
Bellatrix looked at the wands held tightly in the hands of those wizards and the uniforms on their bodies, and suddenly realized something was wrong.
"You leaked my information?!" She suddenly turned to look at the old goblin who sent them out, and screamed angrily, "Why did the Auror from the Ministry of Magic just come here to block us?"
"Don't be angry, noble Mrs. Strange, aren't you safe when you are inside Gringotts?" The old goblin put a weird smile on his face and said sinisterly, "We at Gringotts only guarantee financial affairs. Safety is not a business that guarantees that customers will always be safe after going out..."
"If you want to blame, you can only blame the unreasonable Ministry of Magic of your wizards... If we don't agree to cooperate with them, Gringotts will be forced to close down."
Bellatrix's face turned blue. She angrily pulled out her wand from her sleeve and pointed it at the surrounding Aurors.
"I should have thought that these cunning goblins never thought of keeping their promises!" Bellatrix said bitterly, "Regulus, before the top forces from the Ministry of Magic arrive, let's work together Get out! These Aurors can't stop us!"
"No problem." Regulus nodded and also pulled out his wand.
A stun spell shot out from the tip of his wand——
The next moment, the curse struck Bellatrix squarely in the back of the heart.
Bellatrix's eyes widened in surprise, and she turned around with the last of her strength. She saw Regulus nodding to the Auror Captain in front, and then walked up to her.
Bellatrix could no longer control her groggy brain and closed her eyes. Before she completely passed out, she felt a cold hand pull out the golden cup she was clutching in her chest...
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"Is the Horcrux in Bellatrix Lestrange's hand really Helga's cup?"
In Dracula's castle, Dracula plays with the exquisite gold cup in his hand.
This gold cup has two finely processed solid gold handles, and the body of the cup is engraved with a delicate little badger.
"Thank you for your hard work this time, Regulus." Dracula looked at Regulus Black sitting next to him and smiled at him, "Deceived Bellatrix Lester. Isn’t Lan Qi simple?”
"Actually, it's okay. After all, I rescued her from the Aurors at the most dangerous moment." Regulus shook his head.
Then, he asked with some curiosity: "Mr. Dracula, do you seem to have guessed that what Bella is holding is Hufflepuff's golden cup?"
"It's actually quite easy to guess." Dracula said happily, "You can easily tell from the several Horcruxes discovered before, including Royina's crown, Salazar's locket, and the Gaunt family's Resurrection Stone..."
"Even that relatively ordinary diary has quite unique commemorative significance. I asked Tom Riddle who was born in the diary, and he said that it was that diary that recorded his discovery that he was a descendant of Slytherin. The whole process.”
"Obviously, Voldemort loved to collect souvenirs, and he loved items that were magically powerful and historically significant. His pride, his sense of superiority, and his determination to carve out for himself an amazing place in magical history all prove that Voldemort would carefully select His Horcrux prefers items worthy of this honor..."
"What's more, he has obtained the souvenirs of Royina and Salazar. I don't think he will be able to resist looking for Helga's things to make one of his own Horcruxes..."
"If I hadn't known that Godric's sword was in the belly of the Sorting Hat, I even think Voldemort would have made that sword into a Horcrux."
Dracula looked at the golden cup in his hand, which he had not seen for more than a thousand years, and suddenly raised the corners of his mouth in amusement.
"It's really hard for that Voldemort guy. He presented all the things of his old friend in front of me. Not only that, but he even let Albus collect three Deathly Hallows."
"Let me count... We have obtained Riddle's diary, Royina's crown, Salazar's locket, Helga's golden cup and the Gaunt family's ring, a total of five Horcruxes. .”
"If Voldemort wants to split his soul into seven pieces, then there will be one last Horcrux left..."
"What will be the last Horcrux?"
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