Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

When Maca took Mr. Parkinson back to the door of the Broken Cauldron, he found that the guards at the door were no longer Harry and Neville.Needless to say, Kingsley must have already returned and took them both to Buckingham Palace to meet the Queen.

And now the guards on both sides of the door have been replaced by a supporter team from the International Wizarding Federation.

"Thank you."

Seeing that they nodded and smiled at him, Maca greeted him in a friendly way, and then led Mr. Parkinson, who was following him, into the bar.

"Huh? Maca? Didn't you say that there might be no time to come in a short time?"

As soon as he entered the door, Lupin, who was still sitting behind the bar, immediately raised his head and glanced at the door.But after that, he lowered his head again, and continued to sort out various changes in the situation according to the latest information.

"Oh, I'm just passing by this time..."

Maca talked and walked to the back door with Parkinson, and only paused briefly when he passed the bar.

"By the way, what is going on in Gringa? Is it still open?"

He can still remember the incident of breaking into the underground vault of the Dark Spirit Pavilion earlier!If the goblins of Gringotts also came out like that... to be honest, he wouldn't be able to open the vault door again.

After all, compared to the Dark Ling Pavilion in the black market, Gring Pavilion is the only designated wizard bank in the UK on the surface. God knows how many wizards lease or even directly purchase the vault here?

On the premise that the goblins of Gringotts did not rebel like they did in the past, if Maca dared to break in today, the outcome would be obvious.

Of course, if there is a suitable reason...the break still has to be made.

"Gringotts?"

Hearing this, Lu Ping finally stopped his busyness, turned around and picked up a small pile of separate materials from the table behind.

"I haven't taken care of the situation inside Diagon Alley, but since there is no urgent report, there should be no major incidents—"

While speaking, he quickly flipped through several records about Diagon Alley, and then glanced roughly.

"Well, it's still serving the outside world, but it's...you know, obviously no one will go at this time. It's safer to leave valuable things in the vault instead of taking them out and hiding them."

At least for ordinary wizards trapped in London, this is true.

"Just leave it on...oh, by the way, has she ever been down?"

While asking, Maca pointed towards the ceiling-he was naturally asking about Delphi.But Lu Ping quickly shook his head when he heard it.

"If she hadn't jumped out of the window to leave, I don't think so."

"Really? Um... If she hasn't come down when I come back, then I'll go up and take a look."

After Maca said, he immediately waved to Lupin and led Mr. Parkinson, who hadn't intervened from the beginning to the end, straight to the backyard.

...

In the British magical world, there is such a not-so-sounding saying-"If you don’t need to go to Ollivander, then you may be just an incompetent dumb gun; but if you haven’t even been to Gringotts Then you must be an inferior Muggle."

Yes, discrimination is definitely not a good thing.But this sentence also happened to show that there are two places in the British magical world that almost all wizards have visited.

One of them is naturally Ollivander’s Wand Shop, because every wizard needs a wand in hand; and the other is the Gringotts Wizarding Bank, which is monitored by the Ministry of Magic and controlled by fairies.

In the misty fog, Maca and Mr. Parkinson hurried across the street.At present, the asylum seekers have been arranged in batches to several more secret locations, and the tent with the Unmarked Stretching Curse is undoubtedly an excellent temporary shelter.

So Maca walked all the way to the white stone steps of Gringotts, only to run into two groups of wizards patrolling the street, and the whole street seemed quite empty.

"Speaking of which, it seems that I haven't been here for a long time."

Looking at the two shiny bronze gates above the steps, Maca couldn't help but miss it—since he brought enough Jin Jialong by his side, it really hasn't been here for a long time.Only the deposit receipts and handling fee receipts sent regularly every month will let him know how much his assets have increased.

It must be said that Snape's description of Potions was quite correct. Even though the level of Maca is far from the top, the bottle of potion still created considerable wealth for him.

And...yes, even most of Maca's property is also stored on Gringotts side.

"Let's go!"

It's a long story, but in fact he only stayed under the stone steps for a few seconds, and soon he greeted Mr. Parkinson to walk to the bronze door.

It can be seen that at this time, there are four fairies wearing scarlet and gold uniforms lined up on both sides, and they all hold an alchemical metal rod that is a bit taller than theirs—that's it. The black magic detector is out.

In the current period, the defense standard of Gringotts must be much higher than in the past. Usually, there is usually only one fairy guard standing aside and staring.

"The two of you wait a minute, you need to be checked today before you can enter-please stand apart from each other and cooperate with the next security check.

The content of the goblin's words was very polite, but the typical goblin temper still made these words sound quite cold.

"Oh, of course."

Maca listened, Dang Even took a step to the side, even spreading his arms extra consciously, letting the golden long rod sweep around him.

Obviously there are so many black magic objects in his body, and the soul magic and soul rules he studied actually belong to the category of so-called "black magic".But as long as it converges to the usual fluctuations of magical power that are constantly escaping outward, it will be difficult to detect any abnormalities from him even with the most accurate alchemy detection tool.

As for Mr. Parkinson next to Namaka... As far as his courage is concerned, it is estimated that he has been insulated from black magic in his life.

"Well, thank you both for your cooperation, please come in!"

In the sharp voice of the goblin, the bronze door slowly opened slightly, and Maca and Mr. Parkinson were put in together.

The working hall of Gringotts is still the same...well, at least the furnishings here are still the same.Various tools were placed on the long straight table, and piles of books were stacked in a chaotic order, and some automatic writing quill pens were still recording something in the sand.

But what was different from usual was that the high stools behind the long tables on both sides were already mostly empty. Only the few fairies in the deepest part of the hall remained here, listlessly doing dispensable work.

It seems that like the Dark Ling Pavilion, the goblins of G Ling Ling are already prepared to avoid disasters, and even the employees have already evacuated most of them.

But fortunately, the chief goblin in the lobby behind the counter at the bottom and several of his assistants are still sitting there, and they are not as missing as most goblins.

"Mr. Parkinson."

As soon as he arrived at the high counter of the chief fairy, Maca immediately stretched out his hand and gestured.

"Ah! Okay."

Mr. Parkinson hurriedly pushed his glasses, carefully took out a silk cloth bag from his arms, then opened the silk paw and handed a golden pierced key wrapped inside to the chief fairy behind the counter.

"Devin Parkinson, No. 8—"

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Parkinson." The chief goblin interrupted unceremoniously, "Due to the special circumstances these days, if you need to enter the underground vault, please hand over your magic wand for inspection..."

While talking, he looked at Maca again, but then he pushed down the glasses on the bridge of his nose just like Mr. Parkinson, and carefully checked Maca's face.

"Oh, yes... Mr. Maca McLean?"

Although it can be seen that the chief goblin is obviously hesitant, but in the end he coughed dryly:

"...Sorry, if you have someone with you, please hand over your wand to check it... just in case, I hope you can understand."

"No problem, no problem, just hurry up... We're a bit in a hurry!" Maca nodded, took out the staff and handed it over, "Yes, I know it's a bit special, but believe me, It is a good'magic wand'."

The goblin took the wand from Maca that was nearly twice as tall as he was, and even the wand that Parkinson handed over had no extra hands. He had to ask his assistant to take it. .

Then, he saw his slightly greedy eyes hovering vigorously on the staff, knocking and touching the staff, and he was about to take his teeth twice.

After a long while, he murmured like a sigh:

"The basilisk horn... this must be the basilisk horn, and it's a very old one... Oh, it's so extravagant, there are people who use such a precious thing as the wand body..."

I have to say that the fairies' vision of treasures is still very accurate and vicious. This is the first time that the maca staff has been accurately stated by others.

"Is it all right?"

Although the time has only passed for a few minutes, Maca felt that he had waited long enough, when he suddenly reached out and knocked on the counter in front of him.

"Ah! Yes, yes...no problem."

When the chief fairy heard Maca speak, he hurriedly raised the staff and placed it on the testing scale next to it, and then reluctantly handed the staff back to Maca's hand.

"Then—"

"Vault No. 83."

After Mr. Parkinson took his wand back, he immediately handed out his vault key again.But as soon as he heard him report the vault number, the hand that the chief fairy had just stretched out stopped.

"No. 83? Uh... I'm sorry, for absolute safety assurance, none of the large vaults with a serial number less than 100 will be opened today-this is the order of the president of the bank."