Chapter 1351 ? Hufflepuff's Gold Cup

Without the Dark Lord's urging, Nagnack put his hand on the door of the vault on his own initiative, and used his authority to make the door of the vault disappear, revealing a hole.

The cave was stuffed from floor to ceiling with gold coins and goblets, silver armor, the furs of all sorts of exotic animals with spines or wings, potions in vases, and one still wearing a crown. skull.

With so many materials piled up in the vault, the golden light seemed to dazzle people's eyes. Hermione, who was pretending to be Bella, turned her head to look at Ellen in embarrassment at this time. She actually didn't know much about the Horcrux that needed Voldemort.

A distorted smile appeared on the corner of "Voldemort"'s mouth, and he deliberately hissed coldly: "Bella, where did you put the things I gave you?"

"Bella" was stunned, and then a little annoyed, but in front of the goblin, even though she knew that Alan was deliberately teasing herself, she had to cooperate with the acting, so she had to say dryly, "Please forgive me, master, It's been so long that Bella has forgotten where she put it."

"I forgot where I put it..." "Voldemort" played by Allen imitated her words, turned his head slightly to one side, and looked at the black witch in front of him, "This word came out of your mouth, Bellatri Max, I'm really disappointed...it's Hufflepuff's gold cup, if you continue to be so dull, I will suspect that your brain has been sucked out."

"I'm sorry, Master..." Bellatrix finished speaking, and just as she was about to complain in her heart, she heard a grunting voice next to her.

"The gold cup has two finely processed pure gold handles, and the cup is engraved with exquisite carvings that symbolize the animal badger of Hufflepuff College. Speaking of which, it has magical and special magic..." Allen said in a somewhat nostalgic tone. Min's heart sounded, "Hermione, you should like it, because it was also the first vessel in Hogwarts to assist house elves in transporting magic food... although Helga basically used it as a filter cup Get rid of the bird droppings smell in the water..."

Dazedly, Nagnak came across a wine glass inlaid with jewels by accident. The wine glass fell to the ground and cracked, turning into many wine glasses. A second later, with a series of crackling sounds, the floor was covered with the same wine glass, and began to bump into other things, so that it was soon impossible to tell which one was the original one.

And the scream of pain from the goblin buried below.

"Stupid!" Bella scolded sharply, the magic wand in her hand turned into a long whip, and hit the goblin who was trapped in the wine glass at once, and the strength of the whip flew him out of the wine glass that was sinking deeper and deeper , and then Bella cursed and canceled the copying curse on the cup, "Ugly idiot, troublesome... If it wasn't for you, I would burn you to death myself..."

Nagnack wanted to touch his face with his hands, but he didn't dare to touch it, because his exposed skin was covered with blisters, and he tried to apologize to the Dark Lord and the others.

"Owner,

Just be careful... I have both Fire and Duplication spells added to my coffers. Any property that is touched will be burnt and copied, although the copy is worthless...but the effective disappearance is enough to kill the idiot just now..." Bella actually reminded Allen that it was safe enough in a flattering tone, and then she looked like The blisters on the face and hands of the goblin Nagnak showed a bit of hidden pity, "Idiot, if you continue to be careless like this, you will eventually be crushed to death by gold.

Hermione resisted the urge to go forward to heal the other party. She vividly imitated Bellatrix's most arrogant attitude, flicked her wand, and tried to use the "Golden Cup Flying" with the silent spell.

"Take them all, Bella, we won't be returning to England in a short time..." Voldemort stared at Bella's pocket and said this, and he also conveyed an explanation in his heart, "This spell won't work in Gringotts Otherwise, the wizards only need to dig a small hole in other people's treasury and recite a spell to occupy the wealth added by others."

"Yes, master!" Bella turned around very carefully, pointed her wand at a pair of armor beside her, and used a clever counter-curse to dispel the copying spell on it. The fan-shaped beam of magic swept across the shield and the helmet made by the goblin one by one. Without any waste, all the gold and silver and the copying spell on the collection were removed one by one, and the long black hair fluttered like waves behind him, and then all the shelves that reached the ceiling were taken away. supplies.

And Allen didn't help by pretending Voldemort in order to maintain the Dark Lord's style, he just looked at the treasures in every corner and every crevice.

Behind Nagnack, where he couldn't see, Voldemort's evil red left eye narrowed into a small pupil, secretly divination to find out the location of the gold cup, and he began to search the high place of the shelf using his vague impression—— Because of this, he quickly determined the position, and his eyes fell on the high place, and the little golden cup shone under the fluorescent light of his wand.

Alan Voldemort walked over, raised his arm and hooked the finely processed pure gold handle with his fingers, and brought it lightly to himself—this small cup once belonged to Helga Hufflepuff, and later passed to Hufflepuff. Puzbah Smith, then stolen by Tom Riddle...

"You found it!" Bella shouted excitedly when she noticed this side, she was stunned after she finished speaking, and then added abruptly, "The Dark Lord knows everything."

The roar of the dragon came from outside the vault door, and the clinking sound became louder and louder. Obviously, many people from Gringotts had noticed the situation and were approaching the door.

"The action is too slow... It seems that I need to do it myself." Voldemort maintained his cold expression, and began to join the ranks of storage.

And under Voldemort's personal participation and tacit cooperation with Bella, the treasures piled up in this huge vault were quickly put into their pockets. Allen refused Hermione's attempt to pass through the gate of the other world. Just teleport the decision to leave, and let Nagnak take them out.

To Hermione's surprise, there were only goblins around the door, and the security wizards before had disappeared. These goblins stopped the moment they saw the Dark Lord clearly, especially when they saw Nagnack. The miserable scene covered in blisters was even more frightening.

"Lord Dark Lord, Mrs. Lesterledge, may I ask if there is anything Gringotts can do for the two of you? Those security guards just now are not sensible, please ask the two lords to be more generous. Don't worry about it. If you have anything to ask, please ask. "The goblin Griphook stood up and shouted courageously. His eyes were fixed on the empty vault behind Voldemort and Bella, and he hid his trembling hands and distressed emotions behind him-he was actually a little Wouldn't want to work with a wizard, let alone an unpredictable Dark Lord, though the other goblins apparently didn't see it that way.

"Get out... I'm just here to take the things in my vault." Bella shouted triumphantly in a hoarse and piercing voice, "Do you want to die if you dare to stop the greatest Dark Lord?"

"We dare not stop Lord Dark Lord, but can you give us some time to talk." Griphook bowed low, and said respectfully, "Harris, who is against the Dark Lord, keeps squeezing and compressing the living space of Gringotts. us…"

"Just disturbing me because of this, and wanting to join forces with me?" Voldemort interrupted the goblin impatiently, and asked a little manically, "Do you think I can't deal with Harris alone?"

"Sorry, Lord Dark Lord, please forgive..." Griphook's voice trembled, and the other, more timid goblins seemed to be deranged with fright.

"Very good..." Voldemort's bright red eyes stared at the timidity of the goblins with satisfaction, and let out a cold and sharp sneer—Although Alan also wanted to know what the goblins wanted to talk about, it was obviously not in line to accept the invitation at this time. Tom's usual character, he pretended to be impatient and said: "My servant will contact you later... But now, as the price for your continuous delay of me, I think you must be punished..."