MTL - The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts-v4 Chapter 127 Wind can enter, rain can enter, so can I naturally (2 in 1)

The Days of Drawing Cards at Hogwarts Chapter 127 Wind can enter, rain can enter, and I can enter naturally (two in one)

"Sir, Dementors are forbidden from entering Gringotts." A goblin in a scarlet-gold uniform stopped Tom and said in a polite but unquestioning tone.

Tom looked condescendingly at the small goblin.

"When did Gringotts have this rule?"

"Always have, sir."

Gringotts had never been visited by a dementor anyway, so goblins could talk too much. If Tom insists, they will show Tom a copy of the just-printed regulations on the spot to ensure that the system is flawless.

"Then it can be revised now." Tom shook his head and refused to argue with the fairies. He waved his hand, and a few dementors fell to the ground, easily erecting the guards at the door.

The goblins are small and the dementors are extraordinarily tall, and the combination of the two has a special comic effect. In the hands of the Dementors, Gringotts goblins are like doll toys.

"Let go, stop!" The captured goblin struggled hard, but the Dementor's arm clasped him tightly like an iron hoop, making him unable to do anything. He kicked with his feet, but it was difficult for those short legs to cause any substantial damage to the Dementors.

Tom motioned his dementors to follow, and then swaggered up the white stone steps and entered the gate of Gringotts. The dementors silently followed behind him, while secretly looking at the huge treasure trove in front of him.

Truly a treasure trove!

Gold and silver jewelry means nothing to a Dementor. What was really precious was the endless flow of emotions that emanated from Gringotts, something called "desire".

Wizards think that Dementors only eat happiness, but they don't, they eat other emotions too. They are not allowed to be picky eaters in the harsh environment of Azkaban.

The Dementors behind Tom were greedily swallowing the air, and the entire Gringotts was soon shrouded in a white fog.

Behind the first bronze door is a silver door engraved with the words:

[Please come in, stranger, but you have to be careful about what will happen if you are insatiable, asking for nothing, and you will be punished the most severely. So if you want to take from our underground vault a fortune that was never yours, thief, you have been warned, beware that you will not bring treasure, but evil.]

Looking at this line of words, Tom snorted coldly. Today, he is going to the underground vault to take a piece of wealth that does not belong to him. He wanted to see what the **** Gringotts could do.

This is Voldemort's Horcrux!

Even if the goblins tried to stop him, he had to take things out.

Then again... Tom's eyes gleamed: there were countless vaults buried beneath Gringotts, where wizards would store their money and other valuables in heavily guarded vaults several miles underground. middle. The location of these vaults is known only to fairies. No one but the goblins knows where those winding underground passages lead.

This is the problem.

Gringotts lacks the necessary oversight. Everything is easy to say when the owner of the treasury is still alive, but what about those extinct families?

What happens to the family estate when the last heir to the family dies? Isn't it still up to the fairies to decide how much gold is in the vault? The possessions in vaults that have been sealed for centuries have become de facto treasures for goblins.

In fact, the wealth of the entire wizarding world is flowing to Gringotts. The goblins mastered the coinage and monopolized the banking industry. To put it badly, the wizards are all working for the fairies.

Wizards earn galleons, spend galleons, and then transfer the rest of the galleons and the galleons earned from their business and deposit them in Gringotts. Gringotts has successfully constructed a cycle where all wizards must rely on the Galleon-Sicco-Natter system.

Tom doesn't know much about economics, but he instinctively thinks it's not a good thing for wizards. That is, the wizards have absolute force, otherwise a simple inflation can make the wizards bankrupt.

The money that used to be able to buy a 2000 Nimbus, now can only buy a glass of Butterbeer. It's not like this kind of thing hasn't happened in the non-magical world.

The fairies only need to copy the operations of their counterparts in the non-magical world, and they can easily harvest the leeks of the wizards.

Through the second door, Tom came to a tall marble hall. On an ordinary day, there would be a hundred or so fairies sitting on the high stools behind the counter doing business. But today, in this tense atmosphere, the goblins all put down their work and watched this group of uninvited guests with vigilance. As for the wizards who entered the bank before, they were obediently hiding in the corner to watch the play.

"Gringotts doesn't welcome creatures who don't follow the rules, you must leave! The Aurors are already on their way." A goblin who looked older walked up to Tom and yelled loudly.

"We're here to handle business," Tom said suddenly.

Fairy: ? ? ?

Tom repeated it twice, and seeing that there was no goblin to answer him, he had to drag Rabastan, who was almost unconscious, to the counter.

"I want to enter the vault of the Lestrange family, this is the heir of their family, Rabastan Lestrange."

The fairies behind the counter were all silent. In the end, the older goblin exclaimed in disbelief: "How can there be such a reason! You just brought a person here, and you want to enter the vault that has nothing to do with you!"

"I can wake Mr. Rabastan, he'll want to go into his vault to get something."

"That's not possible! We are not blind, you are coercing Mr. Rabastan!" The old goblin felt that he was communicating with an unreasonable person.

"Private property is sacred and inviolable!" Speaking of this, the old goblin's face seemed to be covered with a layer of sacred light.

"Even if there are illegal items in the property?" Tom said unceremoniously.

The sacred light on the old leprechaun's face was destroyed, he hesitated for a moment, and then cocked his neck to say whether it was a matter between the wizard and the Ministry of Magic, Gringotts was only responsible for keeping the wizards' property, and everything else they did. Do not care.

This stubborn attitude made Tom extremely head-scratching.

He was intent on destroying the nasty old thing in front of him, but he didn't want to resort to force. In his view, although the use of force can quickly achieve the goal, it is actually implemented. And the blind use of violence is really a bit Low, making him look like a bald head without a nose.

That being the case, it can only use that trick. It's just that this move requires a little cooperation...

At this moment, Scrimgeour rushed in with a few Aurors.

"What are you doing?" The Aurors drew their wands and pointed at the dementors, looking extremely nervous.

For the Aurors, today was really busy. First, the Minister of Magic personally led a team to attack a dark wizard's den. Fortunately, there was no danger. When the main force fought over, the dark wizards had already fled. But as soon as they returned to the office, news came from Gringotts: Azkaban's Dementors surrounded Gringotts with unknown intentions.

So they rushed here without taking a sip of water. This time it wasn't as good as last time. The main force of Dementors is here. If a conflict breaks out, the Aurors will be on the front line.

Seeing the Aurors arriving, the goblins present breathed a sigh of relief. In their opinion, if the Ministry of Magic interferes, the Dementors will definitely go back obediently.

Too bad they couldn't see the happy face under Tom's mask. His trick is to have enough onlookers to have the greatest effect.

Tom took the initiative to stand up, seeing someone walking towards him, the Aurors became even more nervous, and even raised their wand directly at Tom.

They knew that the person walking towards them was the legendary "King of Dementors", and faced with such a "person", their hearts were filled with unease.

"Please be patient," Tom, who was pointed at by the wand, didn't care, he first said to ease the atmosphere: "We don't have any ill will towards wizards, we are here just to come into the Strange family's vault. "

The Aurors breathed a sigh of relief, even though they were dubious about Tom's words. At least the dementor in front of him has a leader who can communicate. Scrimgeour stared at Tom, not letting his guard down at his words.

He said word by word, "Why did the Dementors want to enter the vault of the Strange's?"

"The Strange family has very close ties to the man who attacked Azkaban. So we need to seize their vault and cut off their financial support for that man. Also, we also suspect that there is that man in the vault. Item under the care of the Torre Stranges."

Scrimgeour knew exactly who "that man" was in Tom's mouth. Hearing Tom say this, he was also moved for a while.

He even thought the Dementor's request was reasonable.

"The Dementors are not interested in floating money, they can be trusted. We are not greedy for their family's wealth, we are just seeking justice." Having said that, Tom turned to look at the old goblin and narrowed his eyes: "You And again and again to prevent me from entering the Strange vault, wouldn't it be because there are some shady secrets there? For example, the huge vault has actually been emptied."

Tom's words caused great harm to the fairies, and many fairies broke their defenses one after another. The old goblin even yelled, "We Gringotts will never be able to embezzle the wealth of our depositors! We—"

"Then prove it to us!" Tom sneered. "You keep saying that it's hard to misappropriate it, but you forbid us to go in and check. Your behavior doesn't seem to be able to prove what you said."

The old goblin seemed to be strangled by the throat, unable to speak for a while.

Tom's words aroused the thinking of other wizards present, whether it was the Auror who came to mediate or the ordinary wizard who was accidentally trapped here, they were all thinking about a question: if Gringotts stole his own money, what would he do? manage?

They ask themselves, they can't remember the balance of their treasury. Even if I remember clearly, I can't count when I withdraw money!

A thousand Galleons are piled together, and nine hundred and ninety-nine Galleons are piled together, and there is almost no difference to the naked eye! What's more, there are two kinds of coins, such as silver xike and copper nut, to make trouble. It is a fool's dream to see how much money you have in your vault at once.

Who can guarantee that they have as much gold coins in their vaults as they have on their books? A seed of doubt was planted in the wizards' hearts. More than one person began to recall the last time they entered the vault to withdraw money.

After thinking about it, their hearts are gradually shaken: Is my money less? Is that pile of gold coins really a hundred Galleons? And I do feel like the position of that money has shifted...

Open your mouth to spread rumors, refute rumors and break your legs.

The fairies are caught in a dilemma. On the one hand, not wanting other wizards to enter the vault of the Strange family, on the other hand, there are rumors that spread wildly, both of which are extremely difficult issues.

Perhaps only the bigwigs can decide. In the end, the goblins chose to let Gringotts higher ups make the decision.

At this time, the office of the president of Gringotts was already full of quarrels. Several fairies who were usually high and powerful were arguing with red ears at this time, trying to overwhelm each other with their volume and win the debate.

"Just let them see, we didn't embezzle the gold from the Strange family, and we are not afraid of shadows! Just let those **** dark creatures look around, the old mask's rhetoric will be self-defeating. ." exclaimed a goblin in a bowler hat and monocle.

A fat goblin opposite him had a different opinion. He poked the cigar in his mouth into the ashtray: "We can't break the rules and let these people who have nothing to do with the Stranges go into the vault, This would be a devastating blow to our reputation~www.novelbuddy.com~What do you make other purebloods think like this?"

"Ragno, don't you embezzle the gold in the vault?"

"Slander!" The fat goblin punched the table and made the water glass jump up.

"Enough!" said the leader of the goblins, the legendary **** of investment, and the manager of Gringotts. He made a firm decision to let the dementors and the Aurors in, and watch the goblins count the arrival of Strand. Chi's vault.

"President!" The goblin named Ragno still wanted to struggle, but the president had made up his mind.

"Hurry up and settle the matter, check the accounts of the Strange family, and don't make any problems." The president urged. As a goblin who is old enough and has seen enough, he is very clear that the first priority now is to maintain stability and to hurry up and settle things down. Many times, the noise is loud enough to really gain benefits. Through this trick Tom achieved something that negotiation would never have achieved.

Ragno showed a desperate expression: he didn't expect to actually count the treasury!

After the directors passed the order, the hall of Gringotts was busy again. The goblins went to the archive room one after another, retrieved the ancient archive records, and calculated the balance and the number of treasures in the Strange's treasury.

Tom laughed when he heard the news.

He said to Scrimgeour, "Wind can go in, rain can go in, and so can I. No bank is absolutely neutral."

As long as the pressure is strong enough, banks will always back down.

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