Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

A fire dragon is staring at the group of fairies.

The huge body is covered with scales. However, being imprisoned in the ground for many years has caused these tight and bright scales to become pale and loose. The long-term dark life has made this fire dragon's blood-red eyes degenerate and become Turbid and slightly apathetic, it is a sickly pink color.The two hind legs were confined by heavy shackles, and the thick chain on it was connected to a huge pile that was driven deep into the rocky ground. The wings were covered with spikes and could be used as weapons if necessary, and were tied to the sides of its body. A rough estimate can tell that if it can be unfolded, it will be enough to fill the entire room.

The dragon glared at these fairies with a bit of resentment, but it didn't help.

The fairies took out some small metal utensils from their bags, and when they shook them, they made a loud and crisp jingle, like a small hammer hitting an anvil.

The dragon who was still fierce just now died as soon as he heard this sound, and flinched back, trembling slightly.

Who says wizards don’t understand science?

Isn't this a usage of conditioned reflex?

A painful penalty was imposed when the dragon was young, and with the sound of this jingle film, these psychological shadows were also carved into the bone marrow after the dragon became an adult.

Even so, the hoarse roar of the dragon out of fear still made the group of fairies dizzy.

The fairies slowly fumbled and walked to the door of the vault. One of the fairies put a finger on the wood, and the door of the vault disappeared, revealing a hole. The hole was filled with precious treasures from the ground to the ceiling, piled like a mountain. Needless to say, the gold coins are made of pure gold, the standard long sword armor, the furs of various exotic animals with spines or hanging wings, and precious potions with different uses and colors.

It is said that after the goblin rebellion was suppressed, they lost the right to use magic wands. A fluorescent flicker was enough to solve the problem, but now they need to use lamps to plant lighting in dim places.

But in fact, this is an act of surrendering to the end. People with extraordinary talents often don't need to use magic wands to cast spells, but now maybe they have almost forgotten their talents.

A leading fairy looked at them and said, "Old rules, pay attention to the rest of the body not to touch these things, or you all know it." After all, these fairy tales took out a pair of gloves from their pockets at the same time. Put it on.

For these valuable treasures, the next insurance is very necessary. Every object here has been added with a fire curse and a copy curse. The combined power of the two curses produces a geometric increase. If If someone tries to steal wealth that does not belong to him, the hot gold or other valuable items will be endlessly replicated and grown, and then left two ways to die for the thief, being burned or crushed to death.

The fairies who have dealt with this for many years have also specially made many special gloves for this purpose, which are covered with strange patterns. The crafts and materials that belong to the fairies can avoid the triggering of spells and facilitate their management of these items.

Griphook looked around.Almost at the first glance, Griphook saw the little golden cup that Malfoy had described to him.

"Two finely processed pure gold handles, the cup body is carved with a symbolic exquisite carving, and a badger is also engraved on it."

"You don't need to bring it to me, I just ask you to "destroy" it."

The difficulty of bringing it out and destroying it is completely different. Even if it is reluctantly brought out by a moment of chaos, since every item of Gringott's business is registered, the subsequent inventory will inevitably reveal its feet.

And Malfoy had only one ruining requirement: "Just let the liquid in this bottle dip into the gold cup."

Griphook didn’t know what the bottle of liquid in his pocket was.

He couldn't move under the eyes of everyone. Griphook could only slowly count the treasures, waiting for the right time for him to act. The gold cup that was shining under three spotlights represented Gryffindor's The sword.

Griphook tried his best to control his breathing smoothly, to avoid letting the fairies around him see his tension.

Even if it is not taken away, it is always a damage to the employer's belongings, and it is impossible to do it with integrity.

Besides, God knows what is in this bottle. He has heard of something called a liquid bomb in the Muggle world.

The pull ring, which has already decided to start, has become more cautious.

He will try to pick himself out.

He doesn't want to lose this job.

As time passed by, the things to be checked became less and less, and there was not much time left for him, but the more at this time, Griphook knew that he could not be anxious, and he still maintained the same efficiency as the other fairies. , Check it out carefully.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed in Griphook's head.

"Traverse, my goodness, look at the gold coins under your feet. You touched them." Griphook suddenly dropped a wine glass he was counting on the ground and said in panic.

"What?" The goblin named Traverse was also taken aback when he heard the words, and under an agitated spirit, the gold coins being counted in his hand fell on his trousers.

The disaster began to happen.

"No!" Traverse looked desperately as the gold coin began to replicate. He ignored the pain caused by the burning, and vigorously shook piles of replicas from his trousers.

Except for Traverse, no one knows if there were really gold coins under his feet before.

Obviously now he is also in distress, let alone pursue all of this.

"Go! Let's come back after the spell's effect is over." The leading goblin made a decisive decision, but was the first to rush out the door.

If Malfoy was there, he would definitely say "praise." This goblin had the same behavior as a man surnamed Fan.

"Don't leave me!" Traverse shouted desperately as his former colleagues rushed to the door ruthlessly, hoping that someone could help him.

The place where the gold coin fell just now was his trousers, and at this time, he couldn't tell how much fabric there was. The dazzling has been melted clean by the high temperature.These gold coins, which have only their tangible but no practical use, seem to be sticking to his legs and rooting, and there is a burst of clattering noises. This is the sound of gold coins falling, but whenever a pile of gold coins falls to the ground, there will be More coins are generated.

The scorching heat made this fairy yelling, and the billowing heat spread from around him. No one wanted to rescue him, because it might catch him.

In the blink of an eye, no one was in this room except Traverse and Griphook. Gold coins continued to roar like ocean waves to fill the empty room. Traverse, the poor fairy employee, had been baked by the heat. He is about to lose consciousness.

Grip Huan's face showed unbearable expression, and his eyes were filled with struggle and hesitation.

However, this is the end of the matter, the arrow is on the string, and I have to send it!

He took out the glass bottle Malfoy had prepared for him.After aiming, he threw it at the gold cup.

The clattering sound concealed the crisp sound of glass breaking, and the pitch-black basilisk venom immediately penetrated into all parts of the golden cup.

Griphook felt that he was hallucinated by the scorching heat.

Because he heard a desperate and sharp howl before him, the cold that went straight into his bones made him tremble suddenly, even if it was a terrifying hot zone, he still felt the curse and unwillingness that penetrated the soul.

Pull ring staggered towards Traverse, who was almost unconscious, and used his thin body and slender arms to slowly drag the innocent victim out of the sea of ​​gold coins. His unfailing conscience prompted him to rescue him. This victim.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

one meter.

This distance is enough for the two fairies to be called the distance between hell and heaven.

At this critical moment, a few hindsighted fairies finally extended a helping hand outside the door, pulled them two, and pulled them into the original hole, and quickly closed the hole.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"We have to quickly report this accident to the president." The goblin who was leading just now seemed to have recovered, and hurriedly ran out, and the other goblins cast contemptuous glances at him.

I ran faster than anyone just now. Now that I was rescued, I might not be embarrassed to stay here.

The few remaining fairies enjoyed this rare aftermath, and the dragon at the entrance let out a suffocating breath, yawned by the way, and silently laughed at these fairies who squirmed their heads.

"Crack."

There was a whine from the hole behind him, the crack visible to the naked eye was expanding rapidly, and the dazzling golden light could be vaguely seen through it.

"No, damn it!" The remaining goblins screamed involuntarily, and then they crawled around, and began a fierce escape, but luckily they found it earlier, and they left enough time.

When the last fairy left the ground completely, the crack in the doorway suddenly widened, and a golden torrent poured out, rushing towards the corridor with the irresistible might and the overwhelming heat wave.

The dragon that had just been gloating can only use its flesh and blood to withstand this terrifying impact, and the fairy is not so kind to help it unlock the lock.

Merlin is here, and now may be the most hated time of gold coins in the life of this rich dragon.

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