Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 453 Deep Underground
"The stupid big guy you are talking about is our Hogwarts Professor of Protection of Magical Beasts..." Dumbledore said a little displeased.

The goblin's smile disappeared, and he became a little nervous, thinking that nothing good would happen next.

"And I came to Gringotts today not to store things, but to fetch..." Dumbledore said again.

The goblin face pulled down.

"...not mine...or Hogwarts' treasury!" Dumbledore said in a low voice.

After listening, the goblin's face was so dark that it almost melted into the night. If it weren't for the light that was just summoned from the sky, this guy could almost be invisible.

"Professor, Professor Dumbledore, you... you..."

The goblin's tongue was tied for a long time and finally straightened out, "Please let us Gringotts reject this unreasonable request. Even the Dark Lord will not allow us to violate the agreement between our customers and us... The goblins at Gringotts will definitely protect everyone's property... Even your request is impossible!"

The goblin said sternly, "righteously."

Snape sneered, "Ah, you are really honest and trustworthy goblins, how did I hear that you are secretly stealing and transferring...those belongings that are no longer capable and cannot come to Gringotts wizards in a proper capacity."

"What, what! You must apologize to Gringotts... to the goblins!"

The old goblin was 'outraged', jumped toe pointing at Snape and yelled, "We goblins never do this kind of thing...you're insulting our goblin's honor."

"so!"

Snape took a step closer, fluttered the black cloak behind him like a bat, bent down and stared at the tip of the goblin's long nose, and said coldly, "Then... you should be doing business for those wanted criminals, right? For example, some Sirius Black who hasn't been caught yet... this Death Eater."

- Boom!

The goblin fell to the ground.

Seeing such an interesting scene here, the wizards and goblins who had been loading and unloading iron-clad black boxes from the carriage temporarily slowed down and turned their heads to watch the show;

It can be seen that these mean goblin administrators are usually very unpopular.

"Okay, Severus! Needless to say..." Dumbledore stopped Snape's further questioning, and he said calmly, "We are not the Ministry of Magic, and we will not pursue legal issues with Gringotts. We just have something to go to Lestrange's treasury to confirm... to find something extremely important."

"Something?" The goblin breathed a sigh of relief and asked hesitantly.

"Well, something that didn't belong to the Lestranges...was stolen by those Death Eaters."

Dumbledore opened his mouth to give the goblin a step down, but he was right, it was kept by Voldemort for them, and it was also stolen from Hogwarts or the Hufflepuff family.

"It's stolen, isn't it?"

Snape interjected coldly again, "Do you know where we just came from?"

"Where?" the goblin asked tremblingly.

"Azkaban!" he shouted loudly, and there was a gasp from the surrounding crowd.

The goblin looked around, and everyone around him looked at him with strange eyes.

The goblin hugged his head and shouted, "It's not me...it's Jin Jia...My cousin deserves to be imprisoned in Azkaban...That guy dared to lie to Gringotts and the Ministry of Magic's subsidy funds...That has nothing to do with me."

Apparently, Dumbledore and Snape, one red-faced and the other white-faced, frightened the goblin into losing his mind, making this guy start to fight himself.

"Relax, take it easy... We're only going to Azkaban to interrogate the Lestrange couple, and it has nothing to do with anything else. And this is also agreed by Minister of Magic Fudge..." Dumbledore gently persuaded, and the goblin gradually calmed down.

"Minister, agree?"

"Ok!"

McGuffin watched the old fox play the goblin around, and the guy was right, Fudge did agree, but only agreed to let them interrogate the Death Eaters.

"But..." The goblin still hesitated.

"Is that so? We're just going to the Lestrange couple's treasury to see if there's that thing. If not, we'll get out right away, and no one will know. If there is, we'll just take that one thing."

"Just one thing?"

"Well, one!" Dumbledore nodded.

"Okay, come with me!"

The goblin stood up, and immediately began to be arrogant again. He shouted domineeringly and loudly, and drove the other goblins and wizards to the carriage to carry the black iron boxes.

McGuffin and the others followed the goblin up the steps, passed through the bronze gate, and came near the second silver gate.

The goblin told them to wait here, while he trotted into it, calling out the names of the other goblins.

The silver gate is still engraved with the poem that the thief will be punished.

Later, the goblin came around with two wizards and a lot of goblins.

The two wizards also held a slender golden rod in each hand.

"Honesty Detector!" Snape glanced at McGuffin (Flitwick), and immediately said angrily, "What are you trying to do, insult Hogwarts?"

"Just in case, Professor! Just in case..."

"If anyone fakes..."

The goblins bowed and bowed in apology, and the two wizards leaned closer, yawning.

"It's all right, Severus, Professor Flitwick!" Dumbledore said, emphasizing Flitwick's name, and he winked to reassure them.

Snape greeted him with a cold face.

The two wizards raised their golden rods and moved them up and down around him.

Beep beep!

Two golden rods issued a sharp siren.

Snape took out his wand with a blank expression, and put some potions and some odds and ends of magic items in his pockets into the gold plate prepared by the goblins, and the siren stopped.

After that, Dumbledore walked over with a smile.

But at this time, the two wizards hesitated to wave the two golden rods at will, instead they swept a little, and after confirming that it wasn't someone else's disguise, they let Dumbledore go.

When it came to Flitwick (MacGuffin), the older goblin stopped their progress.

He dragged the other goblins into arguing in a low voice. Occasionally, words like 'half-breed... goblin's magic...doesn't work...Dumbledore...' came out... Those guys kept looking at Flitwick's (McGuffin)'s changed appearance from time to time, with very strange expressions.

It seems that Dumbledore also knew that this thing would not work for half-blood wizards like Professor Flitwick.

When Snape walked over to say something, the goblins finally decided that a few of them could go in.

They led Dumbledore and the others into the huge marble hall.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the past, there are no large numbers of wizards queuing in front of and behind the long counter, and there are no goblins sitting on high stools carefully examining the thick gold Galleons or identifying the red and sapphires on some magical accessories...

It's empty and dark, and there's no one there...Only by leaning against the last wall, a ridiculously large door opens...that's enough for a real giant to pass through with its head raised.

(Although there are countless doors in this foyer, McGuffin remembers that there is no such a huge door at all... After all, the gold Galleons he obtained from selling the new broom and the werewolf suppressor patent last year and the year before the year before are all stored in Gringotts. At that time, he had never seen this huge door...)
Braziers or giant torches burning with magical flames illuminated a path in front of the door. Three or four black iron magic boxes that had been transported to the hall before were being carried by some trolls wearing vests and smelling of strong inferior perfume.

Stimulated by this, McGuffin covered his mouth and nose and sneezed several times.

When he put down his hands, Flitwick (McGuffin)'s slightly long nose began to grow and shrink. After Snape saw it, he took the opportunity to kick him hard and reminded McGuffin.

After McGuffin noticed, he hurriedly covered his nose again.

The old goblin watched Flitwick's (McGuffin's) performance strangely, with an apologetic (satisfied) expression on his face, and said, "These trolls are the latest products from our Gringotts...the magic perfume made from the juice extracted from last year's giant plants, that is, the rafflesia flower of the horrible plant that happened at Hogwarts, finally makes these stupid guys not so smelly...It can be used in more normal places."

"The only flaw...is that it will slightly reduce their strength...but..." The goblin winked, and the goblin guards in scarlet uniforms next to the troll immediately took out their long leather whips and made a loud bang in the air.

The huge bodies of the three giants trembled immediately, and then worked even harder. They moved the iron boxes in the hallway into the black-painted gate at a faster speed.

And under the scolding of the goblins, the trolls threw those huge parcel bags into the dark corner of the hall.

"Oh, those items are some goods from other Gringotts stores that need to be purchased from abroad...they paid for the shipping fee." The old goblin explained loudly to McGuffin and the others proudly.

It seemed like the extra Galleons made the goblins couldn't be happier.

After that, they waited for a while, and the older goblin took a small leather bag from another younger goblin, and McGuffin heard a clanging sound inside.

"Okay, professors, this way."

"Professor Dumbledore, just to make sure...well, make sure...that thing is there."

The old goblin babbled, forced a smile, and led them towards a door in the hall.

McGuffin and the others passed through the door and entered a narrow stone corridor. Although it was not as bright as before, the torches on the walls had already illuminated the place very brightly.

"Griphook! Griphook!"

"Damn it, come here!"

The old goblin cursed again and again, and a younger goblin got out of nowhere. He was running up to them from the end of the sloping stone corridor.

"Bogorod...what's the matter?"

"Gold coins! You are Dumbledore... what are you doing here!"

Griphook dropped his head and nearly bumped into Snape.

"Damn it, Griphook, listen to me... Come with me, we are going to send some wizards to the deepest treasure house..." the old goblin Bogrod yelled at Griphook angrily.

"Got it, got it...but it's going to be through the dragon... have you got the jingles?"

"Take it, act quickly! Don't waste time here."

"Okay, Master Bogrod!" Griphook replied with a smile.

The two goblins pushed each other, ran down the stone corridor, and came to a small railway.

This is a wide and tall tunnel... like an old-fashioned mine.

McGuffin and the others followed him here.

After the two goblins blew a whistle without knowing who, the small trolley rushed over along the railroad tracks in the darkness.

They climbed into the cart, Bogrod and Griphook in front, and the three of them McGuffin huddled behind.

Then set off.

The trolley gradually accelerated and began to gallop along the winding rails in this labyrinthine tunnel—click-click.

The cold wind whizzed towards the face, carrying the damp, cold earthy smell that is unique to the underground... and a rusty metal smell.

The trolley turns and turns, left and right, up and down... occasionally passing through an underground lake, where it turns back and forth between stalactites and stalagmites.

Drops of groundwater splashed on their skin from time to time,

As it goes deeper underground, the air gets colder and damper,

The McGuffin was dazed on the cart... not knowing where they were.

Dumbledore was originally smooth, and the silver-white beard he had just finished turned into some kind of messy... broom-like shape.

They walked through a huge cave, turning around a huge stalactite column, as if entering a spiral staircase leading directly to the center of the earth,
After an unknown amount of time, just when the McGuffin thought they were going to plunge into the center of the earth... the cart finally stopped.

Snape got out of the car with a livid face.

The old bat couldn't even stand still.

Of course, McGuffin was not much better, he felt dizzy right away...he felt that the whole space was spinning rapidly like entering a blender.

But in comparison, Dumbledore's old bee is still interested in playing with his messed up beard... This guy is as strong as... no, much stronger than Hagrid.

"Professor Flitwick...you...you, your nose!"

When the trolley stopped, Griphook and Bogorod originally wanted to see the jokes of these professors, but they discovered a very frightening thing.

Flitwick's well-known half-breed among goblins...his nose...

Even if the professor in front of him is a half-breed elf, it would be too strange.

In the screams of the two goblins, McGuffin found his nose——

Shir!
Where did this monster come from?
The long nose is like the exaggerated cartoon characters in the comics, it has become twisted...in the shape of lightning.

It's like Pinocchio's nose was smashed seven or eight times.

(End of this chapter)