HP Magic Biography

　　 "Lucius..."

　　 Narcissa covered Draco with one hand, just like Draco did when he was a child, blocking Draco's vision.

　　 "Lucius..." Narcissa whispered again, and Lucius finally recovered, holding the Jin Jialong that Fanlin had given him in her hand.

　　 "I'm here, dear, I'm here." Lucius replied, looking at Narcissa with a complicated look.

　　 Lucius forced a smile, "Draco, can I trouble you to call everyone outside, I mean, send it to the lobby."

　　 It’s not clear whether Harry Potter will keep Lucius, but, for sure, Fanlin El will not keep his hand at all, right?

　　 "Okay..." Draco pursed his lips, finally spit out a word, then turned and left.

　　 "Lucius, this is...what's going on, and Bella..." Narcissa hesitated to speak, but the death of her sister made Narcissa a little at a loss.

　　 "Do you still remember, Lord Dark Lord's diary." Lucius said bitterly, "That is the Horcrux, carrying part of the Dark Lord's soul, and then..."

　　 Narcissa was a little surprised and speechless, even though she was already prepared for what her husband did.

　　 Voldemort will not let them go, especially Bellatrix is ​​not there yet, Narcissa probably understands why Fanlin must solve Bellatrix in front of them.

"He has completely cut off our back, Narcissa, we have no choice." Lucius said sadly. This is the first time for Malfoy, even the last time the Dark Lord failed, Lucius. When Si went to accept Azkaban's trial, he had never been so desperate.

　　The Dark Lord wants to kill people...

　　 "So, what are we going to do?" Narcissa said hesitantly.

　　 Lucius didn't reply, but looked at the entrance of the hall quietly.

　　Draco has returned, holding the five Death Eaters' corpses with a floating curse.

"I have never seen them today." Lucius said suddenly. A flame fluttered from his palm. The flames swallowed several people's bodies in an instant. This shocked Draco. Everyone was shocked. In the burning, there are two who are still wailing in the flames, and this does not include Bellatrix. Bella just lay quietly on the ground, letting the flames swallow everything.

　　 "We can only do this..."

　　……

"I'm so glad to see you here!" Luna suddenly rushed out and gave Fanlin a big hug, "But I'm curious, what they did to you, what you called it like... "

　　 "Oh, please don't describe it, Luna..." Fanlin quickly stopped Luna's... praise?

　　 God knows what words Luna would use to describe his great achievements.

　　 "How is Griphook?" Fanlin said, looking at Furong coming out of the bedroom.

　　 "Fortunately, it has stabilized, but he needs to rest." Furong said, "It's nice to see you here."

　　 "So are we." Fanlin said, and hugged Furong gently.

Dobby took them to the Bill’s house and left after apparition. Due to Fanlin’s exile life, it’s not a good thing to keep Dobby by his side. At least, for this time, if Dobby was caught with them Grasping, it becomes very difficult if you want to leave safely, and there are so many partners...

　　 "How did you escape?" Hermione asked worriedly, "Did you use some taboo again..."

"Oh, no, no!" Fanlin waved his hand again and again, "Didn't I say that I relied on the chain and the pull ring in order to attract a lot of attention, then I took the opportunity to attack Bella and snatched the wand back. ."

　　 "Unbelievable, that's Bellatrix!" Bill said, "Even a genuine Auror would have a terrible headache."

　　 "Oh, she is really troublesome." Fanlin nodded, "However, I am very curious about how you came out."

　　 "It's Wormtail..." Ron said suddenly, then he looked at Harry again, and Harry had been lying on the sofa without speaking since he returned.

　　 "Harry... Harry hit him... and snatched his wand..."

　　 "Wormtail is dead..." Hermione whispered, and Fanlin nodded slightly.

　　 "Harry?" Fanlin called out softly. Harry is not in good shape right now, maybe because he killed Wormtail?

　　 "Oh, it's okay, I'm fine..." Harry returned to his senses and smiled reluctantly. "Has anyone been arrested besides us?"

　　 "Nothing," Bill shook his head, "everyone has been hiding since the death eater's actions leaked the wind."

　　 Then, Bill felt a little grateful.

　　 "...Fortunately, Ginny is on vacation. If she is at Hogwarts, they might take her away before we arrive. We know she is safe now."

　　 He looked at Harry again, naturally, Bill also knew exactly what Harry was worried about.

"I have told them to leave the Burrow and move them to Aunt Muriel. The Death Eaters know that Ron is with you. They have used our whole house as a target... Don't feel sorry." When he saw Harry's expression, he added, "It's just a matter of time. Dad has said this for months. We are the most appealing pure-blood rebels."

　　 "Then what protective measures did they take?" Fanlin asked.

"The curse of loyalty, Dad is a secret. We have imposed the same spell on this house. I am the secret here. Everyone can't go to work, but that doesn't matter. Once Ollivander and Griphook recover physically , We sent them to Aunt Muriel too. The rooms here are not very enough, but I think she must have enough. Griphook’s leg injury is getting better, and Furong rubbed him with bone potion, maybe We can send him away in an hour."

　　 "No! They must stay here!" Harry interrupted suddenly, with a very firm tone, "I want to talk to Ollivander and Griphook."

　　 "No," Furong refused, "You have to wait, they need to rest."

　　 "I'm sorry," Harry said calmly, "but can't wait any longer. I have to talk to them, privately, independently. This is very urgent."

"So, what's the matter, Harry?" Bill asked. "You still have Fanlin. Hermione includes Ron. I only know that you escaped from Malfoy's castle, but why did you go wherever you are? ..."

"We can't tell you what we're doing." Harry said calmly. "I think you'd better not intervene, Bill, you are from the Order of the Phoenix. You know that Dumbledore gave us a mission. It reveals to anyone."

　　 Furong snorted impatiently, but Bill didn't look at her, just stared at Harry. It is difficult to read his face with deep scars.

　　 Finally, Bill said, "Well, who do you want to talk to first?"

Harry hesitated. He knew what his decision depended on. There was not much time left. It was time to make a decision. While outside, Fanlin told him a piece of news about Bellatrix Si, that small key, and Ollivander...

　　 Fanlin probably understood Harry's concerns, but he couldn't handle everything himself, as he did before, Harry had to make his own choice.

　　 No one else spoke, and they were silently waiting for Harry's decision.

　　 "Grahuan," Harry said firmly, "I want to talk to Grahuan first."

　　 His heart beats fast, as if he had just finished a 100-meter sprint and cleared a big obstacle.

　　 "Then... come here." Bill said as he led the way.

　　 "Let's go there too." Fanlin nodded, and it is inevitable to rely on glasses to enter Gringotts. He is not Voldemort, and it is impossible to kill everyone.

　　 "Ron, let's be together..." Before leaving, Fanlin added, Ron raised his head somewhat unexpectedly, and Hermione was looking at him, "Come on together."

　　 followed Bill up the steps and came to the narrow landing with three doors.

　　 "Come here," Bill said as he opened his room with Furong. Here you can also see the sea, the sun is slowly rising, and the sea is glowing with golden spots.

　　 Hajii first walked to the window, turned his back to the magnificent scenery, folded his hands, and waited, his scar was aching.

　　 Hermione sat on the chair in front of the dressing table, Fanlin sat on the armrest, and Ron stood a little restrained against the wall.

　　 When Bill appeared again, he brought a little goblin. He carefully put the little goblin on the bed. Griphook murmured "Thank you." Then Bill walked out of the room and closed the door, leaving them alone.

　　 "I'm sorry to call you out of bed." Harry said, "How is your body?"

"It hurts," Griphook replied calmly, "but it's healing." He still held Gryffindor's sword tightly, with a strange expression, half fierce and half curious, Harry watched. With its dish-colored skin, slender fingers and black eyes, Furong has already taken off its shoes: his long feet are very dirty, he is bigger than a house elf, but not much bigger, but he The bald head is much larger than a human head.

　　 "Perhaps you don't remember that when you first came to Gringotts, I was the little fairy who took you to your vault." Lahuan said flatly, looking around for a week.

　　 "I remember, Harry Potter, even in the world of fairies, you are very famous."

　　 Harry and Griphook looked at each other and were measuring each other. Harry's scar was still hurting. He wanted to end the conversation with Griphook quickly, but he was worried about saying the wrong thing.

　　 "Maybe we can make it simpler, pull the ring." Fanlin said, "Just like before, I saved you."

　　 "Yes, you are a powerful wizard, and you are very special!" Griphook turned to Fanlin, but his gaze was unspeakable mockery.

　　 Griphook was wounded by magic in the previous battle, and Bella’s torture, Bella really likes doing this.

　　 "You must remember your identity, fairy." Fanlin said lightly, "I don't want to..."

　　 "Let me come, Fanlin!" Harry said suddenly, he looked at Fanlin, then turned to Griphook, "I think there is still something to be cut between us."

　　 "Listen to your ears!" The goblin said lightly, perhaps it was the natural arrogance of the Gringotts goblin, which made people feel very uncomfortable.

"I need to break into a vault in Gringotts." Harry didn't want to say it in such an inappropriate way, but these words had already blurted out. At this moment, the pain stimulated his lightning-like scar, and his eyes appeared. Outline of Hogwarts. He firmly closed his brain, he needs to solve the problem of pulling the ring first.

　　 For a moment, Ron and Hermione looked at Harry in surprise, as if thinking he was crazy.

　　 "Harry..." Hermione was interrupted by Griphook as soon as she spoke.

　　 "Break into the vault of Gringotts?" the little fairy repeated. It changed its position on the bed and shrank back. "That's impossible."

　　 "No, that's okay," Ron retorted. "Someone did it."

　　 "Yes," Harry said, "It happened when I saw you for the first time... Seven years ago on my birthday, Griphook."

　　 "The vault where the accident happened was empty at the time." The goblin said immediately, and Harry understood that even though Griphook had left Gringotts, the view that the defense had been breached made him angry. "There is almost no protection there."

　　 "But the vault we are going to break into is not empty. I think its protection measures must be very strict," Harry said. "It belongs to Leicesterland."

　　 He looked at Fanlin. Naturally, Harry was referring to the key.

　　 "You don't have a chance," Griphook said weakly, "There is no chance at all. If you take any treasure underground that doesn't belong to you..."

　　 "It's the thief, you warned before, yes, I know, I haven't forgotten," Harry said, "but I don't want to take the treasure for myself, can you believe it?"

　　 The little monster looked at Harry squintly. The scar on Harry's forehead began to hurt again, but he ignored it and was unwilling to accept the pain or invitation from the scar.

"If any wizard can convince me that he will not do it for personal gain," Griphook finally said, "I think that person is you, and you have given us protection and respect tonight... That is the fact that monsters and elves have always been Never got it from a man with a wand."

"The man with the wand?" Harry repeated ~www.readwn.com~ This statement sounds peculiar. With the sting of the scar, Voldemort led his thoughts to the north, and Harry walked to the next door anxiously Room, want to ask Ollivander.

　　 "The right to carry the wand," the goblin said quietly, "the wizard and the goblin have been fighting for a long time."

　　 "Well... the goblin can use magic without a wand," Ron said.

　　 "That doesn't matter! Wizards refuse to share the secrets of wands with other magical creatures. They prevent us from increasing the possibility of mana."

"Uh... but the fairies don't share their magic with others," Ron said. "You don't tell us how to make swords and armors like fairies. Fairies deal with metal in ways that wizards never I don't even know..."

　　 "That's not important," Harry said quickly when Griphook's face changed. "This has nothing to do with the opposition between wizards and fairies or other magical creatures..."

　　 Griphook gave a disgusting smile. "It's very relevant. It's the problem here! As the Dark Lord's power increases, you are stepping on us more! Gringotts is ruled by wizards, house elves are slaughtered, and those with wands have Who will resist?"

　　 "But, we will!" Hermione said. She sat upright with bright eyes. "We will resist! I am also hunted down, like any fairy or elves! I am a mudblood!"

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