Chapter 478 The manic, angry but powerless fairies (second update)

"Ian, Wanda, let me test you with a question."

"You have watched the meeting just now from beginning to end. Do you think that with the current state of Gringotts, even with people like Harmon, do you still have hope for the rise of the goblins they are pursuing?"

Lockhart asked his question easily. Ian and Wanda were stunned for a moment, glanced around, and quickly answered.

"Teacher, I don't think there is much hope. There are too many rotten places in Gringotts, which cannot be solved by one or two capable people."

"Mentor, Ian and I have different views. If there really is a strong man in Gringotts who cuts off wrists and cuts carrion, there is hope."

"I can understand Wanda's thoughts, but don't forget that the current problems of Gringotts are long-standing and cannot be solved by killing some goblins. They are rotten at the root."

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In a conference room filled with goblins, Ian, Wanda and their mentor Lockhart commented indifferently.

At this moment, it was as if the goblin in the conference room was just like the chicken, duck or fish on the chopping board - ready to be slaughtered.

Ian and Wanda seemed to enjoy it too, without any scruples at all. The two of them even became more and more excited as they chatted, and their voices became louder and louder.

When the goblins on the side heard this, they all glared angrily.

But sadly, I found that I couldn't move at all, like a puppet, and even the magic power in my body was trapped.

Only then did they realize that in the conference room, four figures appeared in the front right position near the main seat.

Lockhart was sitting on a brown chair, with Vice Principal Carter standing next to him and observing the surroundings.

Behind him stood his two most trusted students, Ian and Wanda.

"Sir Harmon, you taught my two students a good lesson today." Lockhart said leisurely: "How about you evaluate the judgments of my two students?"

After Lockhart finished speaking, Harmon, who had been motionless, suddenly discovered to his surprise that his body could move.

"Dear Lord of Karma, Principal Lockhart, what you two students said makes a lot of sense."

Being able to climb to the position of the second person in Gringotts, Harmon is naturally not like those idiots who are missing a string in their head.

He followed Lockhart's words very interestingly.

However, no one seemed to notice that his right hand was secretly reaching for the bronze key at his waist.

His instincts told him how dangerous the situation was now.

And since he has survived until now, he naturally has his own ability to save his life.

The long-distance door key on his waist has allowed him to escape from desperate situations where he almost died many times.

He believes this time will be no exception.

As long as he escapes, he will reveal the ugly face of Karma Taj to the entire wizarding world.

However, when he just touched the portkey.

I was surprised to find that there was no familiar metallic texture on my fingertips.

Like a phantom, his fingers passed directly through the door key and felt the familiar texture of his clothes.

Seeing Lockhart's smiling face as he stared at him, Harmon's whole body went cold.

"Mr. Harmon, which one of these two students do you prefer?"

As if he wasn't even aware of it, Lockhart continued to ask with a smile.

After hearing this, Harmon closed his eyes, and his mind began to think wildly, trying to find a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation.

Soon, Harmon opened his eyes, looked very calm, and analyzed in an objective tone: "The views analyzed by Principal Lockhart, Mr. Ian and Ms. Wanda are actually all right."

"The corruption of Gringotts exists objectively. If these rotten places are not eradicated, then Gringotts will have no future."

"Mr. Ian is right. Simply killing people will not solve the problem. This is the underlying disease."

"So, the hope of Gringotts depends on whether anyone dares to make up his mind to tear down Gringotts and rebuild it."

When Lockhart heard this, he let out a light sigh, seemingly surprised by Harmon's attitude.

Therefore, he continued to ask with great interest: "So Harmon, do you think you can do it?"

Harmon was silent for a while and said in a sad tone: "If I were alone, the probability of success would be about 20 to 30%."

But then he became excited.

"But if Great Elder Hampton takes action, I believe the probability of success will be at least 60%, or even around 70%."

Hearing this, Lockhart glanced at Carter next to him.

Carter, who was responsible for the intelligence collection task, immediately introduced: "The Great Elder Hampton, the number one person in Gringotts, the chief helmsman."

"The identity is secretive, only a handful of traces have been revealed, and the information collected by the Kamal Taj intelligence service is limited."

"However, based on the information that has been collected, it can be inferred that Gringotts' Great Long Island Hampton has not appeared in the British wizarding world for a long time, and it is very likely that he has gone to other wizarding worlds."

"It is said that Hampton has mastered the inheritance of fairies, hiding it behind his back. He can only be judged as a top player."

"Elder Harmon is currently in charge of Gringotts."

Hearing this, Lockhart had a look of interest on his face.

With Carter, the world's top agent, he left most things to him.

I grasped a few core indicators and focused on the dream world.

Carter didn't disappoint him, and basically everything went smoothly.

Well, except this time.

However, this time can be regarded as a counterattack by the fate of the goblin clan, and accidents are inevitable.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

With his fingertips tapping the armrest of the chair, Lockhart thought for a moment and felt that the Great Elder Hampton was very interesting.

But the most important thing now is

"Everyone here, do you know how much damage your actions today have caused to our Kamal Taj?"

"Tell me, how are you going to compensate?"

Lockhart's calm voice sounded in the goblin conference room.

When Harmon and the goblins heard this, they had ridiculous expressions on their faces.

Brother, you Karma Taj want to destroy us Gringotts and want our lives.

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Finally, you asked us for compensation.

Whatever you want, it won’t cost us our lives.

The goblins in the conference room all glared angrily, and if they hadn't been imprisoned, they would have cursed loudly.

"Come on, Harmon, tell me first." Lockhart's voice sounded again: "What damage have you caused to our plan."

"Let's see how we can make up for it."

Hearing Lockhart's tone of voice as if he was giving an order to a domestic servant, Harmon's face turned red with frustration, his eyes were as wide as bells, and he wished he could eat Lockhart's flesh and drink Lockhart's blood.

Harmon's arrogance, which had dominated Gringotts all these years, was completely aroused.

I defended my home, defended my tribe, and defended when something went wrong.

There is no joy in life, no fear in death. The worst possible outcome today is death.

However.

"Ian, Wanda, how much have you suffered today?"

"Now, mentor, I will help you find them all."