Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Griphook: "Okay, now, we need Bogrod to control the cart. Only goblins in office have this right."

Indra nodded, Draco said the same.

Harry used the Imperius Curse to control Bogrorod. He whistled, and a cart came from the darkness along the track.

Griphook: “There’s not enough room, we can only sit three people in the back.”

Indra reached for Hermione's beaded bag, "It's okay, we have a solution."

When he got out of the fire dragon leather bag, the cart had reached the deepest part of Gringotts, hundreds of feet above the ground.

Ron and Hermione both covered their mouths, looking like they wanted to vomit, but Indra, who was in the space of the Traceless Stretching Curse, didn't feel it at all.

"Where is the treasury?" Indra asked.

Griphook walked in one direction, "Just around the corner."

Suddenly, Harry bent over, covered his forehead and hissed, closing his eyes tightly.

Indra was stunned for a moment and asked quickly, "What happened?"

Harry raised his head to look at her with difficulty, endured the pain and shook his head, "It's okay."

Indra grabbed Harry by the collar and pulled him over, staring into his green eyes.

Hermione pulled Indra in shock, "What's wrong?"

Voldemort had returned to Malfoy Manor. He noticed from a little man that something had happened in Malfoy Manor during his absence, and then learned that the people in the dungeon had also mysteriously disappeared.

Voldemort was furious, spells were flying everywhere in the living room, and the Death Eaters around him were desperately trying to avoid it.

Indra saw Draco's fleeting figure and blond hair in those broken images, but there was nothing more.

I don't know if he was injured.

Indra quickly let go of Harry's collar, and he said in surprise, "You can do it too," and then asked a little unnaturally, "Did Snape teach you?"

Indra shook his head in confusion, "Sorry. No, let's go to the vault quickly."

They turned the corner of the rock tunnel and saw the fire dragon guarding the wizard's gold, and several vaults behind it.

Indra said, "Ukrainian Iron Belly."

This fire dragon had been kept in this dark underground for an unknown amount of time, and the scales on its body had become pale and loose.

Its eyes seemed to be blind and were turbid pink, and its two hind legs were wearing heavy shackles. The iron chains that tied it were connected to iron stakes driven deeply into the stone.

The dragon sensed that someone was approaching, turned around and sprayed a large stream of fire towards Indra and the others, forcing them to hide back along the tunnel.

"You see, it's impossible for anyone to break in privately."

Griphook said as he distributed the metal utensils in the small leather bag to everyone.

But Indra doesn't think so. It depends on who is intruding. As long as the magic power is strong enough, a fire dragon cannot be stopped.

But she still honestly took the piece of metal that made a sound when shaken, and followed Griphook through the space almost occupied by the dragon.

As soon as the dragon heard these sounds, it roared and retreated, recalling the pain of being trained in the past.

Griphook urged Harry, "Let Bogrorod put his hand on the door!"

Lestrange's treasury opened, revealing a hole in the door, and a large area of ​​golden and silvery light suddenly poured out from it, all emitted by the treasures piled inside.

Several people rushed in immediately, Indra lit the wand, and the vault suddenly shone with the charming luster of jewelry.

Harry: "You know what you're looking for!"

Hufflepuff's cup, or Ravenclaw's diadem.

There are piles of money and treasures here, which dazzles everyone who sees them.

Griphook: "Hurry up, we don't have much time, maybe the higher ups will find out that we are imposters at any time."

"Harry, this is not-ah!"

Hermione suddenly let out a cry of pain, and everyone immediately ran away. A wine glass embedded with sapphire fell from her hand, and then split into several wine glasses.

With a crisp sound, the wine glass fell to the ground and rolled all over the ground like exploding beans.

Hermione clutched her fingers and groaned, "It burns me!"

Indra looked at the same cup on the ground, "The fire spell and the copy spell were added to it."

Griphook: "Yes, anything you touch will burn and copy, but copies are worthless. If you continue to touch, you will eventually be burned or crushed to death by gold."

But the gold and jewelry here are so densely packed that it is completely impossible not to touch them.

From time to time, replicating crackling sounds could be heard in the vault, and soon there was no place to stay on the ground.

The hot gold baked the treasury like a furnace, and Indra cast an invulnerability spell on everyone.

"Where it is! At the top!" Harry suddenly shouted excitedly, and the wand in his hand pointed to the top of the corner of the vault with light.

A small gold cup with two hanging ears sparkled under the influence of a fluorescent spell.

Ron: "What the hell, how do you get it without hitting anything?"

Hermione: "Here comes the gold cup!"

Indra stared at the golden cup and suddenly exclaimed, "I have an owl!"

Several pairs of fiery eyes looked over, and Indra immediately opened the pocket of the fire dragon leather bag and shouted into it.

"Harrican! Come out quickly!"

Harry's eyes were a little dim, it would be nice if his Hedwig was there too.

The snow-white owl nimbly and vigorously passed between the gold, jewelry and the skeleton with the crown, accurately grabbed the small golden cup with its sharp beak, and flew towards Indra.

Indra looked at it eagerly, stretched out his hands to catch it, and held the golden cup firmly in his palms.

"Got it! Get out first!"

"Wait a moment!"

Griphook suddenly walked out and blocked the door.

"You have got the things, now give me the sword."

The air suddenly became quiet, Indra's eyes moved, and Hermione and Ron glanced at Harry in a very short time.

"Shameful liar! Despicable wizard!" Griphook suddenly screamed furiously.

Without opening his mouth, Griphook was keenly aware that they did not want to give him the sword.

"Griphook, I promise to give you the sword, I swear-" Harry said immediately, "But wait until we get out..."

"If you don't hand over the sword, you can't get out!" Griphook showed an angry and evil smile, "I just pressed the alarm on Bogrod, which I didn't tell you. The people above probably We are almost down, you can hand the sword to me now before it is too late."

Hermione was shocked, and Harry said, "You never expected us to keep our promises, did you?"

Griphook sneered and said, "Wizards, it has been the same for thousands of years, and it seems that you are no exception. That sword originally belonged to the goblin, and Gryffindor just stole it!"

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