Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 1687: The driving speed of the old Goblin(s) (everyone is happy on June 1st again)

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"Take me to my vault, dwarf, and put my new collection in." Bellatrix said arrogantly.

"No problem, Mrs. Lestrange, we will designate an Goblin(s) to serve you specifically, to help you get things in, as long as you ..."

"I want to enter the vault, haven't you heard?" Bellatrix said impatiently.

"Then I need to look at your wand(s), ma'am." The old Goblin(s) seemed to wince a little. He hesitated for a while before he shook his hand slightly and explained in fear, "Everyone who entered the vault in that area You need to verify your identity. There are some special rules for Lestrange's vault. I must make sure ... "

"What are you talking about, verifying your identity? You want to check my wand(s), right?" Bellatrix slowly pulling out their wand, did not hand it over, but waved it inadvertently, Goblin(s)'s face immediately There was a deep scar.

The old Goblin(s) shouted. He covered his face and shrank back. The other Goblin(s) also stopped their work and looked at Bellatrix. Their horrified eyes, with inescapable hatred and fear.

"Mrs. Lestrange ..."

"Dirty little Goblin(s), you are doubting me, doubting the most loyal servant of Dark Lord!" Bellatrix screamed, she pointed at the old Goblin(s) with wand(s), "Also, you even want to use your dirty hand Touch my wand(s)! You are looking for death! "

"N-No, no, ma'am, I'm just following the rules ..." the old Goblin(s) hurriedly defended.

"This is the rule, drill your heart and wrist!" Bellatrix shouted cruelly, without giving him too much opportunity to argue.

Old Goblin(s) slipped from the tall chair, fell to the ground, and shouted with tears.

Ivan frowned, he could feel that Hermione touched himself in the back, this is not his command, Bellatrix really likes tormenting people, even under the control of Imperius Curse, they are growing outside the festival A Goblin(s) has come over, it would be bad if it caused resistance, suspicion or other unnecessary troubles of Goblin(s).

Ivan hurriedly ordered her to unlock the magic and stop torture.

"Close your mouth, little Goblin(s), I will repeat the last time, take me to my vault, otherwise I will take your head with you." Bellatrix said, under the Ivan's order, she waved wand(s) to unlock Magic, "Dark Lord is too kind to you, you ugly minds are not even qualified to decorate the walls of my house."

Old Goblin(s) gasped violently on the ground and said nothing more.

He straightened and clattered his hands tremblingly, and a young Goblin(s) walked tremblingly.

"Bring me the key." He told the young Goblin(s).

"But Mr., you need to ..."

"I know the rules. Mrs. Lestrange is going to her vault!" Old Goblin(s) raised his voice and showed the young wounded face to the young Goblin(s), "Get the key below, quick A little bit! "

The latter nodded at the wound and ran away with a gust of wind.

Without much effort, he took a feather pocket filled with clanging metal tools and handed it to his boss.

"Please, please come with me, Mrs. Lestrange!" said the old Goblin(s), and he got up from the ground, "I will take you and two Lestrange adults to your vault."

He hurried towards one of the many door at the end of the hall with something jingling.

Ivan glanced back and saw that almost all Goblin(s) in the hall were looking at them, and then he followed into the door. Inside was a tunnel. The door closed behind him and blocked everything.

"Did we be found?" Hermione's voice rang in Ivan's ear.

"I do n’t think so, that woman is in this style, she scared them." Ivan whispered back, "But fortunately for her, if only me and Harry, the two of us are not clear about the special rules of the Lestrange family vault What. "

Do not doubt that these so-called special regulations must have been set by Bellatrix herself. Of course she does not have to comply, or Goblin(s) believes that she does not need to comply, they are afraid of her and dare not make requests.

"Why should we take her to the vault?" Hermione continued to ask.

"In order to avoid more trouble!" Ivan said, "I will explain to you in a moment and follow up."

They walked along the dark tunnel for a while and came to a narrow track.

Old Goblin(s) whistled and summoned a small cart to drive along the track from the darkness. Ivan signaled Harry to get on first, then Hermione, Elaine, and finally he controlled Bellatrix to climb into the car.

"Drive!" Ivan sat down and said to old Goblin(s), "I know that Gringotts has some special anti-theft measures, such as reincarnation tracks, Xianzhen Waterfall, etc. Neither my wife nor I want to go to myself The family's vault also accepts these meaningless inspections, let alone waste time underground or soaked in water, do you understand? Go directly to the vault! "

"As you wish, Mr. Lestrange." Old Goblin(s) said, without looking back at them, "I will try to bypass the agency, but you know that some agencies cannot be bypassed."

"Then so ..."

As soon as his voice fell, the car started with a shock, gradually speeding up.

They screamed into the cracks in the wall, the car was getting faster and faster, it began to twist in a labyrinthine tunnel, tilting all the way down. After thousands of years of Goblin(s) excavation design, the underground tunnel of Gringotts is more complicated than imagined. There may be countless roads leading to a destination, some of which are the fastest, and some options are difficult, or simply lead to death Dead end, this is one of the main reasons why no one dares to steal Gringotts.

I do n’t know the Goblin(s) led by the magical organs that day. Few wizard(s) can find the correct path without touching the organ, and even if it is on the right road, Goblin(s) will also arrange many magical organs as needed.

Through these magical institutions, they will defend against all possible ways of intrusion.

Only if one of the intruders touches one of the organs, there will be endless organs and the pursuit of Goblin(s) waiting for him ...

Now, in the labyrinth tunnel, Ivan ca n’t hear anything other than the clicks made by the friction between the wheels and the track. As they flew deep into the ground, he even felt he was weightless, The stalactite was quickly thrown behind his head, and his hair was erected by the wind. He sat at the end of the cart and hugged Hermione and Elaine tightly so that they would not be thrown away.

Forward, backward, forward!

Budang bangdang, bangdang bangdang ...

Forward, backward, forward!

The cart is moving faster than the Ivan when they last followed Griphook to the Black family vault. Ivan once doubted whether they were found, so the old Goblin(s) was driving so fast ...