Chapter 813 Breakthrough
Voldemort realized how difficult these goblins were.
Today, when goblin magic has faded, wizards have many countermeasures against the magic cast by goblins, but this does not include weapons made by goblins.
In the field of alchemy, the technology of goblins is still several centuries ahead of wizards.
It's no wonder that famous weapons in history, such as a certain king's sword in the stone, were gifts from goblins.
After all, since they can live longer than humans, isn't it normal for them to have some side jobs?
It was obviously just an ordinary-looking sword, but it could easily cut through the fire dragon's skin. Within ten seconds, the huge iron belly was already covered with scars.
Seeing this, Voldemort almost jumped up and cursed!
Is this a fire dragon?
I'm afraid it's not a fake covered in fire dragon skin!
emmm…
In a sense, that's it.
After calming down and feeling his borrowed body, Voldemort was sure that this guy was almost useless.
After all, it is a fairy weapon.
Thinking of myself running to Hogwarts triumphantly, ready to take down the boy and Dumbledore in one fell swoop, only to be slashed back and forth by an elf dagger hundreds of times! Hundreds of times!
Voldemort's expression became distorted. He suddenly didn't want to pick up the cover of the magic book. What idiot ordered him to enter Hogwarts Academy? If it were me, I would have to ask someone else to kill Dumbledore before I set foot on the land of the Corrupt Kingdom!
No, wait, it seems like I gave that order?
Sure enough, that magic book is a disaster!
Speaking of which, why do I keep complaining about myself? I should run away at this time, right?
Voldemort finally felt that something was wrong. After devouring the fire dragon, he seemed to start to become a little weird?
Although it's a bit strange to say this, he does seem to be getting a little funny.
He felt a sense of irritation when he didn't come. Voldemort quickly suppressed all his thoughts and controlled the body of the fire dragon, continuously spraying fire upwards. The flames continued to explode on the wall, and the way forward was quickly opened, but this did not allow him to completely Leaving the underground and getting closer to the ground, the defense becomes stronger. After all, although the goblins are running around underground in Diagon Alley and building a very spectacular vault, they are not there to let people steal the contents of the vault.
It is very difficult for the goblins to steal without guarding. They must firmly control the entire underground, otherwise their primary goal is to escape any possible thieves.
"Roar -" He let out another dragon roar, and Voldemort couldn't wait for the flames in his throat to spit out again. He had already felt that as he approached the sky above his head, the thickness of the soil there increased instantly!
Damn it, it's a copying spell!
Someone is casting a copying spell on the soil in the sky!
As long as it is touched, the soil layer will double, and the damage will not be able to keep up with the speed of repair!
Unless, he uses magic.
Voldemort had a fierce look in his eyes. Originally, he was thinking of using the identity of the fire dragon to make the Ministry of Magic regard this incident as a fire dragon escape or a fire dragon riot. But if magic is used...
Then everyone will know that what happened here is related to a wizard.
Although the identity may not be revealed, but...
He, Voldemort, the second generation Dark Lord, should have been remembered well by the world, and should have been feared by the world!
"Collapse!" The green light hit the land in front of him, and the fire dragon roared with joy, and got into the wide open black hole without hesitation.
"Ah, ha." The wizard wailed, "Why did you buy so many things? I mean, couldn't you just buy two Seamless Stretch Charm backpacks?"
The witch glanced at him displeased, "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know how expensive that kind of package is? If we spend extra money on it... our family will go bankrupt!"
"Huh?" The wizard smiled bitterly, "What are you worried about? Bankruptcy or something, how is it possible?"
The witch sighed, "My dear, as you know, the mysterious man has returned."
The wizard trembled, "Don't, don't mention such terrible things..."
"No, I want to mention it, and I want to mention it more." The witch stood in the middle of the road with her hands on her hips, as if she was scolding, "You still remember, right? What the mysterious man did last time..."
The wizard trembled even more, "Remember, remember, don't keep mentioning that person! My dear, it's really scary, okay?"
The witch sighed, "Anyway, that's it. If you can't store enough medicinal materials and clothes before he comes back, you will definitely fall into the same situation as before. If you want to recover from the wound, you can only wait for natural healing. A piece of clothing can pass on Isn’t it the end of the world?”
"I know..." the wizard scratched his head and said somewhat depressedly, "Besides that, shouldn't we store food first?"
The witch scratched her cheek, "Don't you know that Muggles have a kind of store called a supermarket?"
"Huh?" The wizard looked in the direction of Holly Garden, "Speaking of which, I remember that Holly Garden is also called a supermarket..."
"Ah, almost." The witch spread her hands, "But Muggle supermarkets will sell food, such as dairy products, vegetables, meat and eggs."
The wizard looked at her blankly, as if he knew this kind of thing for the first time, "You mean, they don't have to milk their own cows, cultivate their own land, feed pigs, or feed chickens? Oh my god, they don't have to feed them. What a blessing.”
As he spoke, he asked in a strange tone, "But, they don't know magic, how do they do this?"
"Well, I heard from people in the club I attended that because Muggles don't know magic, they came up with a great idea." The witch shook her head and said, "I can't tell you exactly, but they did it There was a division of labor...just like Sprout's Herbal Medicine now."
The wizard showed a look of realization, "That is, some people make fertilizer, some plant, some fertilize, and some harvest."
"Ah, it's great that you understand." The witch said happily, "If this method is promoted, there will definitely be more and more products."
The wizard shook his head, "I don't think this is a good idea. You know, the wizard population is not large. If there are so many products appearing in Diagon Alley, then... you can't let everyone use Diagon Alley." Buy it from the store, right? We don’t have that many gold galleons, right?”
The witch also became distressed, "Ah, in this case, if we can make more money, we don't need to worry about what to buy first."
"Ah, speaking of which, it seems that there are more shops in Diagon Alley..." the wizard murmured, "Maybe opening a shop will make you richer."
The witch smiled and was about to say something when she saw countless cracks seemed to appear on the ground. The floor tiles bulged and suddenly sank down.
"earthquake!--"
