Chapter 667
Griphook's brain was working rapidly with an overwhelming desire to survive.
"Unintentionally an enemy?" John glanced at Griphook, the goblin.
Speaking of which, he had dealt with Griphook before, and it was Griphook who led him into Lestrange's treasure house.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
John wanted to see what the goblin had to say.
Griphook said: "We hope that Sir Wick will show your noble hand. Gringotts will be grateful and fully support you."
Pull the ring to the lowest position.
"Full support? Not enough." John shook his head.
This shocked Griphook, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Gringotts is willing to listen to Lord Wick."
"It's still not enough." John held his cheek with one hand, crossed his legs, and said lazily, "These are not enough."
An ugly smile appeared on Griphook's face, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want, Mr. Wick?"
"Me?" John chuckled, "I want Gringotts to disappear."
"Don't go too far, Your Excellency." Griphook said with a ferocious expression, "Without the goblins, all the wizard's coins will disappear."
John laughed dumbly, "That's true."
"So what I want is for Gringotts to disappear, not for the goblins."
His understatement made Lanis shut up when he was about to speak.
Griphook didn't understand the meaning and asked tentatively: "What does Mr. Wick mean?"
"The goblins will continue to mint coins, but..."
John's tone lengthened, causing the two goblins' necks to stretch unconsciously.
"The ownership of coins is managed and issued by the Ministry of Magic." John smiled.
Both goblins were stunned.
Especially Lanis, his body was shaking.
It's angry.
This will completely kill Gringotts!
Gringotts not only mints coins, but is also responsible for managing and exchanging them.
John directly cut the power into one, which made him angry.
"Impossible!" Lanis roared without thinking, "You are trying to force all the goblins to rebel!"
"Oh." John said lightly, "Then it's the other way around."
The goblins looked at John in disbelief.
John showed his strong white teeth and said, "See if I can kill them all."
Chill rushes through the body from the toes.
A suffocating atmosphere of death enveloped the goblin.
what are they doing?
In front of the current highest decision-maker of the wizarding group, in front of the second king who is recognized as one of the three most powerful wizards in the world, making a threat?
That's John Wick.
He killed five families who were also wizards without mercy.
A bunch of goblins?
John's calm but chilling voice sounded.
"As long as they die one by one, the remaining goblins will always compromise."
Under the refraction of the sun, the shadow of John sitting there turned into a dark and gloomy world-destroying dragon.
The minions tearing everything apart are rushing towards the small and weak goblin.
Griphook couldn't move his body and could only watch the giant dragon tear his shadow into pieces.
The feeling of angina in his heart made him unable to hold on any longer, and he slumped down.
With him, there was Lanis.
The horror couldn't dissipate from their faces.
"I can give you a chance to think about it. Take this and go back to Gringotts. You will know why I don't care."
John casually threw a magic card in front of Griphook.
He waved his guests off.
The two goblins left Silver Hand Manor with fear all over their bodies.
Lanis could no longer be proud.
Outside there is a group of madmen like the saints, and inside there is John Wick, the mad ancestor.
They return to Gringotts with the magic card.
"What's his purpose in giving this to us?" Lanis didn't understand why John gave them the magic card.
Griphook said with a heavy heart: "This is a magic card, something wizards use to store currency."
This means that as long as you crack this card, you can get unlimited coins.
Griphook understood what the second king meant.
He was just telling the goblins that unique currency is not only in the hands of goblins.
In the following time, the goblin called in all the alchemists and curse breakers.
They want to prove that magic cards are not unbreakable.
But the result was jaw-dropping.
Even Gringotts' most powerful alchemist couldn't crack it.
"The inner domain structure is automatically formed here. Except for specific methods, the structure inside cannot be changed."
Lanis invited the Goblin Alchemist, the most powerful alchemist among the goblins.
But even he couldn't do anything about it. The magic contained in it represented the top of the world.
This thing can be destroyed, but the string of values is stored in an unknown location and cannot be changed at all.
Gringotts was helpless.
John originally thought he would have to wait another ten days and a half.
Unexpectedly, a week later, the goblin who visited last time visited again.
Griphook put down the magic card respectfully and said, "Dear Lord Wick, we have no way to crack it."
Goblins are not fools.
The unbreakable magic card means that currency is no longer a weapon exclusive to fairies.
John responded with a gentle hum.
Griphook and Lanis looked at each other and said solemnly: "We hope that Mr. Wick can give the goblin a way to survive."
"I've always given it to you," John said calmly, "I have no intention of killing all the goblins."
"The Wizarding Society will continue to use currency, and Gringotts has officially changed its name to Gringotts Coin Mint."
"I will continue to use the original Goblin employees while developing their salaries."
John glanced at Griphook and said, "You can be the first manager of this factory."
"Me?" Griphook was stunned.
Ranis yelled, "That's not fair, what about me?"
"You? If you have enough skills, you can become a coin worker." John looked at the goblin and said, "Tell me your choice."
"I've given you enough time, and it's time to give me a satisfactory answer."
Griphook looked at Lanis, who had an extremely ugly look on his face.
But the conditions John offered him made Griphook very excited.
Originally, he was just an ordinary employee at Gringotts, but he was brought here by Lanis because he was smart enough.
Now is the chance to rise up and become the leader of many goblins.
In addition, they used magic cards to summon fairies from all over the world to crack it, and the fairies also came to a consensus.
In the future, goblins from other countries may turn to the Ministry of Magic first.
"We would like to," Griphook said, taking a deep breath, "to become the Gringotts Coin Mint."
"Griphook you!"
"Lanis, we need to survive, unless you want to continue a goblin war."
Griphook would not give face to his former leader.
What's more, he was right. Unless there is another goblin rebellion, this matter is just a matter of speed.
Lanis couldn't gamble with the goblin's survival.
John snapped his fingers, and a parchment contract appeared in front of Griphook.
John's voice sounded and said: "This contract needs to be signed by the goblin in charge of Gringotts, of course."
He said meaningfully: "It's a living fairy."
Griphook looked solemn.
He is a smart elf, and his dangerous eyes fall on Lanis.
If any goblin refuses, let him become a dead goblin.
This is a contract that binds Gringotts.
Griphook naturally understood, he knew that this was the only way he would become the leader.
So when he went back, he called everyone to sign.
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Chapter 681: Kill all the saints and confiscate their homes
With Gringotts taken care of, John can now freely deal with the Saints.
The saint had previously broken into Gringotts and killed the goblins. Although this incident helped John, it also had side effects.
He needed the deaths of a group of saints to defend the dignity of the Ministry of Magic.
And now...
"This mission..." Little Barty became the director of the Auror Office, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Kill the saints!"
Ministry strikers team up with Aurors for action.
A heavily armed procession appeared where the Saint had last been seen.
That's a tavern.
A wizard in the tavern reported the Saint's appearance.
The saints who are promoting the concept of baptism by holy fire have not yet noticed the crisis coming.
The next second, the door of the tavern was blown open, followed by five or six rays of light hitting the saint.
The saint died on the spot.
Little Barty walked over and turned the saint's face, and the Auror behind him came over and said, "It must have been stowaway."
"Find the nearest Portkey holder and capture them."
