People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

The moonlight sprinkled on the earth, making the whole world quiet and mysterious. The surrounding air seemed to be infected by the cold moon, becoming particularly fresh and cold.

Diagon Alley was the most prosperous street in the wizarding world, but it had fallen into decline at this time.

Nearly half of the shops were closed, and the whole street was so deserted that it seemed to have lost its color.

The hour hand gradually approached nine, and the already deserted street was now even more deserted.

However, shop number 93 in Diagon Alley is brightly lit, and its colorful decoration makes it the only colorful place on the gray street.

"Oh, this is really great. I can smell the scent of bee candy." It was the first time Dumbledore came to Weasley's Joke Shop. As soon as he entered the store, he looked around like a child and was curious about all the gadgets.

Fred was startled by the sudden appearance of three people: "I thought you were going to use the Floo Network."

He walked over to Afro, bent down, hugged the girl, and kissed her gently on the cheek.

"There should be no connection to Hogwarts here."

"You can't Apparate in Hogwarts." George came up from the basement carrying a large cardboard box. He dusted off his hands and imitated Fred's actions.

"That's a good question, children." Dumbledore took the quill candy and put it under his nose to smell it, squinting his eyes in enjoyment, like a long-haired cat, "But I am the headmaster, I like this smell."

"Three Galleons," said George.

Avro glanced at Fred, who was diligently helping Dumbledore pack his candy.

She remembered that the last time she came to Quill Pen Candy, she bought three Galleons for one. How come it became three Galleons for one here?

"Cough, cough!" Snape frowned and coughed hard.

Do these people still remember the purpose of their visit?

Not here for shopping!

"Fred baby, are the things I want ready?" Afro, in a dramatic mood, imitated the villains he saw in the movies and spoke to him seriously and coldly.

Fred saw through her thoughts immediately and played along with him, "We are all here, dear lady."

"Don't let anyone else know about our affairs." Afro picked up the long box in the carton in a serious manner, nodded and spoke in a low voice.

George jumped out, his hands on his chin, like a blooming sunflower.

"No, sweetheart." He blinked at the girl, "The third, fourth, and fifth of us all heard it~"

After hearing this, Afro rubbed his hair vigorously twice.

Dumbledore seemed to have a yearning look in his eyes, and he smiled and said to Snape: "It's good to be young, right, Severus?"

"Humph!"

According to Avro's plan, Snape was left behind in the joke shop with the twins as a rescue. Dumbledore went to Gringotts with Avro using the Invisibility Spell.

Two tall figures stood in front of the shiny bronze gate. They were wearing black robes with one hand in their pockets.

In an instant, the dim alley seemed to have turned into a haute couture fashion show.

"Oh! Dear Miss False, the weather is terrible today." Cedric, wearing a top hat and a lace scarf tied to his chin, raised his hat slightly and said elegantly and complainingly.

"Oh! Mr. Fake, long time no see, how is your mother?" Afro rubbed his palms twice, pretending to be very cold, "Why did the Ministry of Magic suddenly inspect Gringotts?"

"Ms. Phoas, this is an order from the minister. He wants to conduct a surprise check on their security." Percy also looked like he was called in to work overtime late at night, and complained to the two of them.

"Oh my God, what is the Minister doing? Gringotts is the safest place!" Afro walked into the second door with them with a surprised look on her face.

Cedric shook off the snowflakes on his shoulders and said with a frown, "We are following the minister's orders, Miss Phaos."

He seemed very dissatisfied with the girl's questioning.

The three of them walked into the hall of Gringotts, and the goblin Griphook was "standing" in front of the table in the center.

"Good evening, do you need any help, gentlemen and ladies?" Griphook asked, putting down the quill in his hand.

Percy pulled a crumpled dark parchment from his robe pocket and handed it over, "By order of the Minister, surprise security inspection of Gringotts."

Griphook looked at the notice, his sharp nails scratching across the words on the paper, his inquiring eyes falling on them.

"I'm sorry sir, we never received such an order."

"I already told you it's a surprise inspection. If I had told you in advance, why would the Ministry of Magic inspect it?" Afro acted like someone who was not to be trifled with, and yelled at him fiercely.

"We will come to check your work in the middle of the night. Can't you cooperate and leave work early?"

Griphook was still staring at them, and Cedric sighed and pulled out his ID.

"Minister, this is also for the safety of the wizarding world. You don't need to do anything. We are just organizing an attack drill."

Griphook looked down at Cedric's ID, which clearly read: Fick, Chief Liaison Officer of Auror Command.

Avro and Percy followed suit and produced their own credentials, which were: Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, Phaos; Department of Magical Transportation, Untrue.

Although he still felt strange about this, after looking at the three people's credentials, Griphook expressed his full cooperation with the Ministry of Magic.

"Thank you, Mr. Griphook." Avro said gratefully, "We will pretend to be criminals who break into the vault illegally to test whether Gringotts' alarm system and security procedures are up to standard."

Cedric held his wand and put on white gloves, "Don't panic no matter what sound you make. This is our normal procedure."

Griphook opened the cart leading to the vault for them and tied a small bag to the pole in front of the cart, "Yes, sir."

The cart started suddenly, speeding up.

"Ohh ...

"I don't know, try the spell."

The rapid movement made every word Afro spoke tremble, and they had to shout loudly to communicate.

The cart passed through a waterfall and rushed past a fire dragon.

The small bag tied to the front of the car made a clinking metallic sound.

A towering vault door appeared before them.

"How do we open the door? We don't have the key?" Cedric squinted his eyes and checked carefully, and found a long and thin palm print on the door. It was obviously not a human hand.

"Lumos!" Percy lit his wand and shone it around the vault.

Afro took out a large bag of black, square objects from somewhere and placed it in front of the vault door.

"Make way, be careful not to get hurt."

(The disguised identities in the article: Aphrodite - Phaos, false, fake; Cedric - Fike, fake, wrong; Percy - Untrue, untrue.

Their job titles are fictitious and private.)