People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Cedric and Percy found a huge rock to hide in. There was a "bang" and thick smoke billowed from the open space in front of the vault.

The chained dragon let out a hoarse roar.

"This thing is much more useful than a wand." Percy's eyes were shining, and he was dancing with excitement to get closer to see the exploding thing.

Poor kid, he didn't even know what a C4 bomb is.

"Let's hurry! They'll notice something's wrong soon!" Afro rushed into the dusty vault, stepping on the gold coins and gems on the ground and walked towards a shelf.

Silver beams of light pierced the smoke, and the tiny gold cups gleamed in the spotlight.

"That's the one!"

Percy and Cedric stood among the piles of gold coins, their legs itching from the heat.

"There's a fire spell cast on it," said Percy.

"We need to find a way to take it down now." Cedric tried the Spell of Flying, but it didn't work.

Just as Avro was about to use the modification card, Dumbledore's invisibility spell failed. He appeared with a sword in his hand, like a miracle from heaven.

"Children, leave this to me." Dumbledore walked calmly among the treasures that were constantly replicating and heating up. He stood on a high place and hooked the golden cup down with his sword.

This set of operations is as simple as picking up a book from a high place.

"Professor, aren't you hot?" Percy looked at him blankly, the temperature under his feet still telling him that this was not fake.

Dumbledore smiled kindly, "Oh, it's a little hot. Let's go."

Aphrodite, Cedric and Percy followed him as they climbed out of the vault, which was already nearly filled with fake gold coins and gems.

"Come on! Catch the thief!"

They could hear the roar from above even when they were standing underground.

"It looks like we can't get through the gate."

Afro was holding a few remaining bombs in his hand, thinking of blowing up a few more vaults.

"We can also choose this mode of transportation." Percy pointed at the struggling dragon, and a bold and crazy idea came to his mind.

"Relax and release your strength!" Afro raised his wand and shouted at the dragon's shackles.

The three men scrambled to climb onto the dragon's back. Dumbledore smiled and waved at them, then disappeared with the sword and the Holy Grail.

"I'm so envious. Is this the strength of the greatest white wizard?" Afro prostrated himself on the dragon, shedding tears of shame.

With a roar, the dragon flew up, opened its mouth and spewed out a wave of heat, which blew up the dome and took the three people out of the underground vault.

While passing through the underground vaults, Avro threw several bombs, destroying several Death Eaters' vaults.

The dragon led them all the way to the vast plain, where it stopped. It breathed in the fresh air, blood oozing from the scars on its body.

Afro sprinkled the special medicine exchanged in the system mall on the wound and stuffed a black sugar bean into its mouth.

This is the elixir she exchanged with her friends in the world of cultivation.

The wound stopped bleeding quickly, and soft pink flesh slowly grew out. Scales grew on the pink flesh, and the scales gradually turned darker and became harder.

"Let's go quickly, and don't let yourself be caught again next time." Afro touched the dragon's wings and horns, and the dragon rubbed her palm gently.

Then it raised its head and roared, flapped its wings, and disappeared into the night.

"We should go back." Cedric took out his pocket watch and checked the time. It took them almost two hours to mess up Gringotts.

"This will keep Voldemort and the Ministry of Magic busy for a while." The girl bounced her feet happily, her face full of joy without concealing it.

"More than that, this is a huge loss." The tenderness in Percy's eyes seemed to overflow, and he combed the girl's hair lovingly.

Again and again, his fingers shuttled through the fragrant and soft hair.

"We'll take you back." Cedric grabbed the girl's wrist and silently chanted a spell.

The three returned to the joke shop.

"That was a big noise!" exclaimed Fred. "We heard it here."

"Dad has received news from the ministry." Bill bent one leg, leaned against the display case, and tossed a candy up and down in his hand. "I'm afraid I'll have to work overtime tonight."

There was amusement and smile in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Weasley." Afro clasped his hands together and bowed in the direction of Gringotts.

"Have a nice night." Dumbledore wrapped his robes tightly, grabbed a person with one hand and disappeared in an instant.

The small golden cup sparkled brightly under the candlelight.

"What's next?" Snape asked, staring at the pattern on the golden cup.

"Destroy it."

Dumbledore wiped the sword of Gryffindor with a silk handkerchief, and the sharp blade occasionally cut through the light emitted by the golden cup.

"Should we tell Harry about the Horcruxes?" Snape asked again.

Dumbledore pushed his glasses with one hand, and stared at Aphrodite through the lenses with his pale sapphire eyes. "Of course, we still have three pieces that we haven't found."

"I think it would be more appropriate for you, the principal, to handle this matter."

Dumbledore raised his sword, pointed it at the golden cup standing quietly on the table, and stabbed it hard. "I think so too."

As his words fell, the sword also fell.

With a "clang" sound, the golden cup was pierced by the sword, and black smoke emerged from the pierced point, accompanied by dark green corrosive substances.

The golden cup gave off a rancid smell, and the sizzling sound was like putting raw meat slices on a baking sheet.

"I'm a little hungry." After hearing the voice, Afro suddenly wanted to eat Korean barbecue.

Snape covered his mouth and nose and looked at her in shock. "You are really hungry."

Two words were written in big letters in his eyes: Divine Gold!

In the following days, Aphrodite went to class and left get out of class as usual. Harry went to Dumbledore's office to study again on a Monday night.

"The Quidditch match is coming soon." Afro was writing furiously on her Potions homework while glancing at the distraught Ron.

"Yeah, the game is about to start, and someone is beating up his teammates!" Ginny said angrily, "You idiot, look at what Demir looks like now!"

Hermione turned her head to look at Demir, whose lips were swollen, and her eyes widened.

"I'm sorry..." Ron said in a hollow voice.

"Your condition is not very stable, Ron." Afro wanted to comfort the sad boy to prevent him from being too depressed before the game and losing confidence.

"Don't comfort him!" Ginny said angrily, "He'll cause us to lose the game!"

Just as Ginny said, Ron's goalkeeping skills plummeted. This made him gradually irritable, and in the last training before the game, he didn't keep a single ball.

"That's enough!" Harry shouted at Ron, who was yelling at everyone, and he moved his broomstick to the boy. "You're my best friend...if you keep doing this, I'll kick you out."

However, Ron's reaction was beyond his expectations.