Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

"You don't have to think that I'm a violent person. Look, this time, our conversation was very harmonious."

"Harmonious?" Kingsley smiled awkwardly.

"Of course, one person was injured and no one died." Mu En nodded: "It was very harmonious, and they showed their muscles to each other. It is also within the scope of the law."

"Mutually express muscle. Legal scope"

Kingsley didn't know how to respond to Moon's words.

"Alas." Dumbledore sighed helplessly.

"This time, I think these goblins will be completely pushed to Riddle's side."

"Who cares." Mu En looked at his pocket watch.

Ten seconds left.

"The goblins are indeed very skilled in magical creation. If the Hufflepuff cup is inside, doesn't that prove that they have been serving Voldemort since the war? If that's the case, then what else is there to say?"

"That's true." Dumbledore nodded. "But what if we are wrong?"

"Then I will apologize to them." Mu En said casually, glancing at the goblin who was walking over.

Kingsley felt that Moon's look had nothing to do with an apology.

"Let's go." The goblin said unhappily.

He was the guy who poured wine for Mu En before.

Soon, three people including Kingsley and the goblin arrived at the vault corridor and got on the cart.

"Hold on tight. If you fall to your death, we won't give you any compensation."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cart started up suddenly, speeding up, and the wind whistled and hit everyone's face. Kingsley was the worst off, because of an identity issue, he stood at the back of the cart, Dumbledore's beard and hair and Moon's fur kept slapping his face, like a slap in the face.

They kept making sharp turns among the stalactites, speeding towards the depths of the earth. The cart turned a sharp corner, and after another two seconds, they finally reached the bottom.

Looking up, there is a boundless expanse of horizon.

It's like being in an unknown and terrifying abyss.

"Roar--" A roar suddenly sounded, scaring Kingsley, and the wand fell into his hand instinctively.

"Hehe." The goblin laughed disdainfully and took the lead.

Turning a corner, Kingsley saw a huge fire dragon tied to the ground in front, preventing people from approaching the four or five deepest vaults there.

The dragon's scales had become pale and loose due to being imprisoned underground for too long, its eyes were cloudy pink, and both of its hind legs were shackled with heavy chains connected to huge stakes driven deep into the stone ground. Its huge spiked wings were folded at both sides of its body, and if they were spread out, they would fill the entire basement.

The dragon turned its ugly head towards them, let out a roar that shook the ground, and opened its mouth to spit out a stream of fire.

Mu En pushed forward a huge water shield.

It seemed that because the fire dragon did not cause any trouble to Mu En and his companions, the fairy took out a small metal utensil with some disappointment. When he shook it, it made a loud and crisp tinkling sound, like a small hammer hitting an anvil.

Ding-ding-ding-ding——

A crisp sound was heard, and the shackles on the fire dragon's limbs began to tighten along with the sound.

The shackles at this moment could not hurt it yet, but it had already formed a conditioned reflex and curled up and retreated to the corner.

It had long been tamed and knew that if it allowed the sound to continue, the shackles would continue to tighten until they brought it bone-gnawing pain.

The goblin shook the jingle bells and turned the corner. The noise echoed between the stone walls and was amplified many times.

Then they came to the door of a vault. The goblin placed his hand on the vault door. With a whoosh, the vault door disappeared, revealing a hole.

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

At a glance, both Moon and Dumbledore locked onto a luxurious golden cup placed at the highest point.

Under it, there is a sword.

That is the sword of Gryffindor.

"Fake," said Dumbledore, who was extremely sure of the authenticity of the sword in the headmaster's office.

"What about the cup? I feel so weird. Only a fool would put it so conspicuously." Mu En said with a smile.

"Given Bellatrix's fanatical admiration for Riddle, that's not impossible, is it?" said Dumbledore.

"That's true."

"Oh, I can't believe it." Kingsley murmured, looking at the mountains of gold and silver treasures in this huge cave in disbelief.

"I'll never make that much money working at the Ministry in my entire life!"

"If you engage in corruption, you should be able to get this much in your lifetime." Mu En said with a smile.

"Oh no, I absolutely wouldn't dare." He said with a smile and looked at an extremely exquisite golden bowl next to him.

"Don't touch it." Mu En warned.

"I won't, sir." Kingsley shook his head quickly.

"You misunderstood me. What I meant was that everything here is covered with a damn curse." Mu En explained while picking up a golden bowl.

In an instant, a high temperature came from the golden bowl, and in the blink of an eye, a crackling sound and white smoke appeared from his hands.

"About two hundred degrees - more than that -" Mu En said, and after a short moment, the skin on his palms began to gradually turn into charcoal, and the air emitted gradually turned into black smoke.

"Mr. Jones!" Kingsley said quickly, his throat moving unconsciously.

At the same time, the golden bowl began to tremble and split, one into two, two into four.

"The curse stops immediately!"

The golden bowl continued to split and turned into eight bowls again.

Everything here is resisting various spells being cast upon them.

The next moment, Mu En's hand suddenly squeezed, and with a bang, the eight golden bowls stopped splitting and turned into powder.

He clapped his hands, and black carbon ash fell to the ground, revealing the white bones of his palms, and new muscles and skin grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The whole cave is filled with this spell." Mu En murmured, looking at the goblin.

"Is there anything you want to say?"

The goblin said nothing, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The wizard's gaze was like steel needles piercing every inch of his skin.

At the same time, Dumbledore drew out the Elder Wand.

Mu En was still looking at the goblin. He squatted down and looked at the guy straight in the eyes.

"Nothing you want to explain?"

Looking at the silent goblin, after a moment, Dumbledore had taken the golden cup back. Mu En shook his head helplessly and asked, "How old are you?"

"1194"

"Two hundred years, and you are still the survivors of the Fairy War. I guess you have learned a lot in such a long life." Mu En said calmly: "For example, before things are settled, there is no real winner. Do you agree with this?"

"I agree."

"I know what you are thinking. You dare not take sides casually, especially in the struggle of mankind. No matter which faction you are on, you may be most happy to see both sides fall into anxiety, and the more wizards die, the better.

You did not help Voldemort, but turned a blind eye to his people tampering with your vaults. You were also unwilling to side with Dumbledore, but kept the most [correct] [smart] wait-and-see approach. "

"Let's go, we've got it." Dumbledore held up the golden cup.

As mentioned at the beginning, neither Dumbledore nor Moon ever took a moment to look at this priceless treasure.

Mu En also turned and walked out of the vault.

His last words also floated into the ears of the goblin.

"But you must know that the hottest level of hell is reserved for those who remain neutral in times of great crisis."

After saying that, the three of them walked out of the vault.

The goblin seemed to be exhausted and suddenly fell to the ground, breathing heavily, and white mist rose in the cold underground cave.

"Mr. John Jones," he called weakly.

Mu En turned his head.

"What you said about [Anti-Gringotts Economic Monopoly]"

"Whether it is implemented, and in what way and by what means, that is all the minister's business." Mu En said calmly.

“And reform is good for everyone.”

"Excuse me, you actually don't understand [economics] at all. You are just hiding piles of gold like rats in caves, that's all."