HP Magic Biography

　　 In fact, the Broken Axe Bar has almost been abandoned.

　　 The hump-backed, toothless boss, Tom, was wiping the glass behind the bar. A pair of wizards were muttering something in the far corner, and he was back in the shadows after catching a glimpse of Hermione.

　　 "Mrs. Lestrange," Tom whispered, and when he saw Hermione stop, he bowed his head humbly.

　　 "Good morning," Hermione said. At this time, Fanlin was slipping past them under the protection of the invisibility cloak. He saw Tom with a surprised expression after hearing Hermione's words.

　　 This is really not harmonious.

"You are so kind to him." Fanlin whispered in Hermione's ear as they walked through the bar to the small backyard, "You should treat them like a pile of garbage, Bellatree. It's impossible for X to look down on these people."

　　 "Okay, okay!" Hermione hurriedly took out Bellatrix's wand and tapped it on the seemingly ordinary wall in front of them. The bricks above immediately began to vibrate and rotate, and a small hole appeared in the center of the wall, becoming bigger and bigger, and the last arch appeared in front of them. This arch led to a street paved with cobblestones, that is, Diagon Alley. .

　　 Diagon Alley is too deserted now. The front door of the shop was left in the cold, and there were few pedestrians on the street. This narrow cobblestone street has become completely unrecognizable than Fanlin’s first report on Hogwarts many years ago...

　　 At that time Fanlin was innocent and innocent. To tell the truth, he would inadvertently miss the days of the past when he grew up, but now he carried a fairy on his back and said otherwise.

　　 In fact, you can't expect a good taste in the mouth of a guy who eats raw meat, Fanlin can only focus on the street in front of him.

In the past, this street was very crowded and very lively, but it has changed a lot compared to the last time I came here. Many shops have been sealed with wooden boards, while the few shops that specialize in black magic are on the contrary. A big look came out, and Fanlin saw that many wanted warrants for Harry and Hermione were posted on many windows.

　　 Fanlin didn't know where they got the photo, but now, the self on the top was glaring at him, and under the wanted order were undoubtedly the characters "No. 1 Unwelcome Person".

　　 Harry’s title has successfully spread to everyone, and the amount seems to have risen a lot, which is enough to empty all the gold coin storage of an ancient family that has been passed down for hundreds of years.

　　 Your head is so valuable?

　　 But consider that Tom has the support of a whole group of vampires. Those old bats are not at all rich.

　　 The irony is that many people in ragged clothes huddled in front of the shop, and he heard them moaning to the few pedestrians, begging and emphasizing that he was a real wizard. One of them had a blood-stained bandage on his eyes.

　　 Most of them have been eliminated. Their mixed bloodlines make it difficult for them to survive. After being deprived of their wand, they can only be slaughtered.

　　 In fact, when they were walking down the street, when the beggars saw Hermione, they wished to disappear from her right away. They covered their faces with turbans to hide. Hermione was puzzled by the sight before her, when suddenly, the man in the blood bandage limped in front of her.

"My child," he yelled, pointing at her, his pitch high, his voice hoarse, and he sounded crazy, "Where are my children? How did he treat them? You know, you know !!!"

　　 "I...I really..." Hermione stammered, but apparently the person in front of her had been driven mad, and she could do anything on the verge of collapse.

　　 I saw the man panting hard and hit Hermione's throat.

　　 Just as Fanlin was about to take protection, with a loud noise, a red light knocked him to the ground, unconscious.

　　 Ron's reaction was quick and he had the necessary consciousness. He still held his wand in his hand, but the expression under his beard showed that he was obviously frightened by the sight in front of him.

　　 A few faces protruded from the windows on both sides of the street, while the crowded pedestrians on the street cling to their robes and trot to leave this place of right and wrong. The entrance to Diagon Alley behind them was almost invisible, and Fanlin was not sure if they should leave immediately and go back to find another way.

　　 Just as they were uncertain about discussing with each other, there was a cry from behind them.

"Ah, Mrs. Lestrange!" Fan Lin hurriedly turned his leg aside, and the pull ring tightened Fan Lin's neck. It felt like a drowning man, but Fan Lin was not the one wood.

　　 Regardless of the pull ring, Fanlin quickly retreated two steps. At this time, a tall and thin wizard strode towards them... His hair was messy and his nose was long and pointed.

　　 "That's Trevel", the fairy whispered in Fanlin's ear, but at this time Fanlin had no intention of thinking about who Trevel was.

　　Hermione stood up straight, and said as contemptuously as possible, "What do you want to do?"

　　 Trevel stopped, obviously provoked.

　　 "He's another Death Eater!" Griphook said softly, and Fanlin moved to the side, and his voice immediately appeared in Hermione's mind.

　　 "Just to say hello to you," Trevel said coldly, "but if my presence is unwelcome..."

　　 Then Fanlin heard his voice: Trevel was one of the Death Eaters summoned to Sinoferi's house.

　　 "No, no, that's not it, Trevel." Hermione reacted quickly, trying to conceal her mistake. "How are you?"

　　 "I admit that I was surprised to see you running around outside, Bellatrix."

　　 "Really? Why?" Hermione asked.

　　 "That's it," Trevel coughed. "I heard that those people who lived in Malfoy Manor were locked up in the house, after... Eh... escaped."

　　 Fanlin hoped that Hermione could think calmly. If this is true, then Bellatrix shouldn't run around before the public...

"The Dark Lord forgave the servants who had been the most devout loyal to him in the past." Hermione mimicked Bellatrix's arrogant expression. Decided that I should kill them if I say, but the Dark Lord intends to let them use their residual heat, and maybe the Dark Lord doesn't trust you as much as he trusts me, Trevel."

　　 Although the Death Eater looked unhappy, his suspicion was less serious.

　　 Bellatrix is ​​telling the truth, anyway, Bellatrix's position among the Death Eaters is the most special.

　　Perhaps Bella is not the strongest one, but Bellatrix is ​​still entangled with the Malfoy family and successfully influenced the decision of the Dark Lord. This cannot be ignored by anyone.

　　 What's more, even among the Death Eaters, the rumor still exists, as the only woman who has had a relationship with the Dark Lord?

　　 He looked down at the man who was knocked down by Ron. "How did he provoke you?"

　　 "Nothing, it's okay, just a guy who doesn't have long eyes!" Hermione said coldly.

"These guys without wands in their hands are troublesome," Trevel said. "I couldn't refuse when they asked me, but one of them really asked me to speak for her case at the Ministry of Magic last week. "I am a man." Witch, sir, I am a witch, let me prove it to you!'" He put on a shrill tone, "It feels like I'm going to give her my wand...but you use it now," Terai Weir was surprised, "Whose wand is it, Bellatrix? I heard that your own wand was..."

　　 "My wand is here." Hermione calmly raised Bellatrix's wand and said, "I don't know what rumors you heard, Trevel, but you are obviously misled by the wrong message."

Trevel seemed to be a little confused about this, but Fanlin had no way of judging what happened. He really should have a good talk with Lucius, but Trevel obviously didn’t intend to go into it. His eyes turned to Ron.

　　 "Who is your friend? I don't recognize it."

　　 "He is Drakmir Dispar." Hermione said, they had already figured out that a fake foreigner was Ron's safest disguise. "He can hardly speak English, but he is very helpful to the Dark Lord's cause, so he came here from Transylvania and waited to see our new regime established."

　　 "Really? How are you, Drake Mill."

　　 "Oh, hello." Ron stretched out a hand. Trevel stretched out **** and shook Ron with Ron, as if he was afraid of getting him dirty.

　　 "Then what are you and your... friend doing at Diagon Alley so early?" Trevel asked.

　　 "I'm going to Gringotts." Hermione said.

"Oh, I'm going there too." Trevel said, "Gold, dirty gold! We can't live without it, but I have to admit that we have to mess with our long-finger friends It makes me sad."

　　 Fanlin felt the hands clasping her neck tighten in an instant.

　　 Death Eater's attitude successfully angered Griphook, but Griphook obviously knew what he should do, his body trembled a little, and that was all.

　　 "Let's go together?" Trevel said, and gestured at Hermione to ask you first.

　　 "Don't refuse him." Fanlin thought for a while, "Let's go together."

　　 "Okay!" Nodding slightly, Hermione had to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, walking along the winding cobblestone street towards the white Gringotts that stood among the many small shops. Ron walked slantingly beside them, Fanlin and Griphook following behind.

Encountering a vigilant Death Eater was the latest problem they encountered. The worst thing was that Trevel walked next to what he thought Bellatrix, so that Fanlin could not have too much with Hermione or Ron. Exchanged.

　　 God knows that Trevel is not sensitive to magic fluctuations, but in fact, Professor Snape has confirmed to Fanlin that even with the cloak of invisibility, the strange feeling will still make Professor Snape care.

　　 As for using sound transmission in front of Bella, Fanlin didn't think that a mentally confused person would have any energy to feel the changes around him, and she was torturing Griphook at the time, right.

　　 Three people, plus Fanlin and the pull ring, the five people quickly came under the marble steps leading to the tall bronze gate.

　　 Gringuk is very conspicuous, you can reach it by walking straight out of the broken cauldron bar.

　　 As Griphook had warned in advance, the uniformed fairies who usually guarded both sides of the entrance were replaced by two wizards, each holding a long slender golden rod.

　　 "Ah, integrity probe!" Trevel said vividly, "What a crude instrument..."

　　 But Trevel did not refuse. He just tidied up his clothes in disgust, then stepped forward and nodded to the two wizards on the left and right. The latter raised the gold rod and moved up and down on him.

　　 Fanlin knew that the probe could detect hidden spells and magic items.

　　 Alchemy products like this are more widely used and more advanced in Nicolae May's collection room, but it is not clear whether the invisibility cloak can be detected by Van Lin, but the magic in Hermione and Ron is obviously not working.

　　 Fanlin knew that he only had a few seconds, so he pointed his magic wand at the two guards in turn and muttered "Chaos" twice.

　　Treville was looking at the hall inside through the copper gate, so he didn't notice that the two guards were a bit stunned when they were hit by the spell.

　　 Hermione nodded slightly, her long black hair undulating behind her back as she walked up the steps.

　　 "Wait a minute, madam." A guard said, raising the probe.

　　 "But you just finished checking!" Hermione said in the condescending arrogance of Bellatrix.

　　 Trevel's eyebrows raised and looked around. The guard was puzzled. He looked down at the thin gold rod in his hand, and then went to look at his dizzy colleague.

　　 "Yeah, you have checked them, Marius." Hermione walked past like a gust of wind. Ron followed her, Fanlin and Griphook closely following her in the cloak.

　　 Fanlin glanced back when they stepped inside the door, and both guards were scratching their heads.

　　 If possible, Fanlin would like to modify their memory. The Confusion Curse is not that easy to use.

But Trevel is also here. Obviously he will not give Fanlin a chance unless Fanlin intends to go all the way. Then, it is very likely that Tom will come here with his new wand before Fanlin reaches the vault. .

　　 Fanlin wanted to test how far Tom can do it now, but in fact, if he is not careful, Fanlin has no chance to come again.

　　 Two fairies stood at the door of the inner hall~www.readwn.com~ The door was made of silver, and poetic warnings were engraved on the door to remind malicious thieves of the serious consequences of stealing.

　　 Fanlin looked up, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his mind.

Just like when Fanlin was still worrying about alchemy materials, Fanlin also joked with Hermione, saying that one day he would rob the Gringotts vault, the fact ↑, Fanlin never thought that he would really do it. .

　　Is it good to bring Dumbledore, as Dumbledore...

　　 But after a while, they were standing in the bright marble hall of the bank.

　　 Fairies sit on stools behind the long counter, serving the first guests of the day.

　　Hermione Ron and Levell walked to an old goblin who was looking at a thick gold coin with glasses.

　　 Hermione was very clever as an excuse to explain to Ron how to work in the lobby of the bank so that Trevel could walk in front of her.

　　 This Death Eater is already puzzled, and no one can guarantee what will happen if he walks together.

　　 I saw the old fairy sitting on the high platform throwing the gold coin in his hand aside, and I didn't know who shouted: "Dwarf!"

　　 Then he greeted Trevel, Trevel handed it a small golden key, and the goblin returned it to him after inspecting it.

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