Chapter 1084 ? Gringotts Wizarding Bank

"The ghosts of Hogwarts like to hang out very much." Helena's tone was a little worried, "Nick, who is almost headless, often goes on a rampage without looking at the road... They may fall in."

"Your mother will make a simplified version of the Room of Response between this secret room and our castle above." Allen had just finished a piece of carving, and seeing his daughter by his side, he took a large bottle of Coke from the temporary pile , Poured a glass each for myself and Helena, and made some ice cubes with quick freezing and put them in.

"Thank you, father." Helena saluted well before taking it. She didn't feel thirsty, but she liked the atmosphere of eating with her parents very much. In addition, the bubbly and sweet taste is still delicious. It is a drink that can make ghosts feel a little bit.

"Just like you don't want others to find out when you bury a corpse, it's best to dig deeper and put an extra dead dog on top..." Luna continued to draw the obsidian pillar in front of her, "What about me?"

"Don't teach Helena this..." Allen complained that he also made a cup for Luna in his hand, and then nuzzled at his daughter.

Helena nodded quickly, took the cup and floated next to Luna, and began to feed her mother - she enjoyed being able to use the ability to touch things to do things for her parents.

The boy with the look of an old father refilled himself with carbonated drinks, "Speaking of divine power... when you pretended to be the goddess of luck, the Hogwarts horse tribe that gained faith is now being provoked by those pure-blood families, In addition, to raise Drogon Long's dragon farm near Hogwarts... This made many centaurs start to feel worried... I'm not worried that these centaurs will really overreact to me, but it seems Out of respect for friendship, if you are free, help me go there."

"Huh? They are indeed still praying to me..." Luna understood Alan's plan in an instant, but after a short while, her expression became a little dazed again, "But I don't remember the lines of Lady Luck..."

Allen frowned, and his eyes relaxed, "Then these horsemen will not remember how their ancestors were deceived by you... how did they believe in you? Tell me what you can remember when the time comes. Make up some for you now..."

"Hmm~" Luna responded, and then, disgusted with her daughter's slow feeding, she subconsciously took the cup from Helena's hand, and then realized her mistake and inadvertently spoke with a Scottish accent, "Oh Excuse me... this stone pillar is scrapped..." She turned her eyes to look at her daughter who didn't understand the situation, "Helena, when you see Hermione tomorrow, tell mom so that she can prepare another material."

"Okay, mother." Helena agreed immediately.

"...It's okay Helena, I'll let the avatar tell Hermione and you don't have to worry about it." Alan glared at Luna, who was about to throw the blame on her daughter, and took the initiative to take the blame.

The light blond girl didn't look at her husband, just poured the ice cubes in the glass into her mouth and chewed them with a crackling sound—but then it seemed that the ice was on her head, and she started to pinch her nose and had a headache.

When the three members of the Allen family were busy in the underground of Hogwarts.

In Diagon Alley, the dazzling sunlight is projected on the shop windows, and the wizards coming and going are talking enthusiastically about Britain's tough style in the International Federation of Wizards and the Harris family's Animagus transfiguration, Even the assortment of goods couldn't draw away their interest and enthusiasm for discussing these current hotspots happening in Britain. Even the fact that the mysterious man was defeated in a duel is not out of date.

These hotly discussed news and current events have made the public opinion circles of the entire British magic circle very lively. The media controlled by those pure-blood families seem to be discussing the facts.

Holding on to the Harris family and the Ministry of Magic, the TV stations and paper media under Harris' control have not been as low-key as they have been for a while, and they have begun to fight each other. Ordinary wizards in the British magic world hold hawks Those who think with the doves also regard it as normal to debate with friends who hold different opinions in this atmosphere.

All the shops, the objects in front of the shops, the shoppers... Diagon Alley is very lively because of the start of school, Patchy's Crucible Store, Mrs. Malkin's Robe Store, Lihen Bookstore and other places that wizards must visit before school starts. The shops were booming, and there was even a long queue in front of the remote Ollivander Wand Shop, with more young children entering and leaving the bookstore than ever before.

A tall wizard came out of a shop with stacks of pots taller than he was, shouting, "Restocked, copper, brass, pewter, silver Large pots, complete models, automatic stirring... collapsible. The quantity is limited, pre-order as soon as possible.”

Putting down these crucibles, he wiped off his sweat, and shouted at the wizards who gathered around to snap up the purchases: "Queue...queue..."

"This year's business is much better than in previous years. Hogwarts has added elementary schools and universities this year... Everyone needs to buy school supplies." A fat witch fanned the wind with her sun hat, her face flushed with heat, "It's so hot, Florin's is out of ice cream."

"Thanks to the Umbrella Group for lowering the price of potions, dragon liver used to be priced at seventeen Sickles an ounce at Slugger & Ziggs Pharmacy, but now you can buy it for only thirteen Sickles..." Her companion pointed her finger Thinking about it: "And it helped me a lot, allowing the youngest child to be sent there...It freed me."

"The owners of those shops probably won't be very happy." The fat witch shrugged her fat shoulders, "It is said that the Hogwarts expansion plan also has a commercial area plan, and the scale is much larger than Diagon Alley... The rent is very high. It’s cheap, we don’t need to set up a stall or share a room, but at least we can be neighbors.”

At this time, the sound of sonorous footsteps came from Diagon Alley, calming down the noisy street. Looking in the direction of the sound, a group of armed Aurors in H94 uniforms came from the Leaky Cauldron on the corner of the street. His dragon leather boots made a neat sound, and he strode forward with his head held high.

The wizards who didn't know what happened retreated to the two sides one after another, and gave up the middle section to this group of armed Aurors who seemed to be carrying out some mission and felt oppressive. They came straight to the tall, snow-white building towering above the surrounding shops, and to the two shiny bronze gates of the Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

Seeing this, the goblin guard in the scarlet gold-encrusted uniform immediately put down the Honest Probe that looked like a slender golden rod in his hand and ran, and began to report to the inside—after Voldemort made his public comeback, the Gringotts Wizarding Bank has strengthened its security. Measures include screening people entering the bank with the Honest Detector, a dark magic detector that detects hidden spells and hidden magical objects as the detector moves around a person.

Later, a group of guards, a mixture of goblins and wizards, poured out from the gate of Gringotts and blocked the shiny bronze gate of Gringotts.

Lun asked the Aurors to stop behind him, and returned a wizard salute to the goblin in the head, and then said: "Since we got reliable news, the mysterious man's Horcrux is in the vault of Gringotts, and I have sent you to Gulingots. After the Court issued the application, Gringotts has not responded positively to our request, so now we, the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, have come here by ourselves."

As he said that, Lun handed an investigation letter actually issued by himself to the goblin Griphook at the front, and the magic official seal of the Ministry of Magic gleamed in the sun.

But I didn't expect that the goblins didn't even look at it, and one of them handed back the assisted investigation letter directly.

The leading goblin bowed to Lenn and apologized: "Director Harris, it's not that we at Gringotts don't cooperate with the Ministry of Magic's work, it's just that we must provide security for our clients' property. Never be able to take away from Gringotts wealth that does not belong to him... Please understand, Secretary Harris, you should understand that this place has the reputation of being the safest place outside of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

"The mysterious man's horcruxes are no longer personal property. He is related to the safety of the entire magic world," Lun said sincerely, but he handed over the investigation letter again. "For the peace and tranquility of the entire magic world, I hope that the ancient spirit will The cabinet can cooperate."

The voice of the goblin who just handed back the investigation letter seemed a little angry: "Gringotts has always existed independently and is not under the control of the Ministry of Magic. Director Harris, you have no right to come here to investigate."

"Gringotts Wizarding Bank is a place to store anything of great value. We goblins will stop at nothing to protect their treasures. We are the ideal guardians of great wealth in the wizarding world. We ourselves tell the secrets of Gringotts. It violated the rules, and other goblins would regard this as a betrayal. The goblin who handed back the co-examination letter sounded a little angry, "Wizards can't be trusted when it comes to gold and treasures, and wizards don't respect goblins." Ownership of ... you still owe us something. "

"Griphook shut up!" The leading goblin scolded the goblin, but when he looked at Lun, he said in a gentle but firm tone, "This bank has been run by goblins for centuries, Director Harris, please understand, We can't destroy the reputation we have worked so hard to build because of the mystery man."