Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

Lu Ke nodded and put away the key.

"Voldemort will never let anyone stand with me."

"Of course this is just a suggestion. If you don't want to listen, just don't listen."

Lu Ke turned around and put away the key, holding the long sword in his hand and walked towards the edge of the cliff.

"Better stay away from me now."

Griphook glanced at Lu Ke angrily, then rushed towards the mine cart and left towards the exit.

At this time, Lu Ke was the only one left in the dark abyss.

…

Griphook finally made it back to the hall before Voldemort arrived. He turned to the back and was surrounded by other goblins.

"You didn't get the sword!"

Griphook nodded without hesitation: "But the sword is still down there, in Lu Ke's hand!"

The other goblins looked at each other.

Just like when Harry asked for help before, only Griphook stood up, now none of the goblins here is more decisive and determined than Griphook.

"As long as we help the mysterious man defeat Lu Ke, the sword of Gryffindor will still be ours!"

The goblins looked at Griphook and shook their heads.

"The mysterious man will not give us the sword. He will even ask which goblin made the fake key for Harry Potter."

"Gripook, you are playing with fire, but Gringotts will never allow you to bring fire here."

A flash of anger flashed across Griphook's face.

But the goblins here are enough to make irresistible decisions.

"We will hand you over to You-Know-Who, and at least Gringotts can continue to exist."

After saying this, the goblin waved his hand, and Griphook found that he could no longer move.

"You will regret it!"

"If you don't act on your own and just pray for favor, how could the fairy in the past become like this!"

Although Griphook's speech was persuasive, no one could hear him now.

The other goblins looked at Griphook standing motionless, nodded with satisfaction, and then walked outside.

When they returned to the hall, they heard the news that the mysterious man led the Death Eaters into Diagon Alley.

So all the goblins went out to meet him.

At the same time, the goblin has begun to take action.

They were no stupider than Griphook, and of course they knew that they had to perform exceptionally well in front of Voldemort in order to get a chance.

"That fire dragon hasn't seen the sun for a long time, and it hasn't eaten for a long time."

The goblins lowered their heads and whispered as they walked towards the door.

"This is not a good idea. The fire dragon will only become crazy because of hunger, not weak."

"But Lu Ke is also a fire dragon Animagus, and a huge black dragon..."

"The largest among the black dragons, the size cannot surpass the Ukrainian Iron Belly. And so far, Lu Ke has never faced such an opponent."

"Just give that hound a little stimulation, as long as the fight continues until the mysterious man arrives..."

"ah!"

"Welcome to Gringotts, Dark Lord."

All the goblins bowed before Voldemort. They showed humility unprecedented in history: probably only during the period before the Great Goblin Rebellion, goblins had bowed to a wizard like this.

Voldemort didn't care. He nodded casually and strode towards Gringotts.

"Is Lu Ke still down there?"

The goblins quickly followed: "Of course!"

Voldemort showed no sign of happiness as he strode to the entrance of the abyss.

Then there he stood in front of the minecart and stopped.

The terrifying roar echoed in the abyss, mixed with the never-ending sound of wind, as if some huge monster was lurking in the darkness and struggling unwillingly.

Voldemort smiled: "You can hold Lu Ke down..."

The goblins bowed their heads with pride.

Of course they can. After all, who would have thought that there would be a huge fire dragon locked under the abyss of Gringotts?

Voldemort was very satisfied. After all, in his opinion, there was no wizard in the world who could rival him. Lu Ke had once made him so embarrassed. It was already remarkable that a group of goblins could hold Lu Ke back.

Of course, now that Voldemort himself has arrived, Lu Ke's death is right around the corner.

Voldemort laughed and jumped down the abyss.

Behind him, the other Death Eaters followed.

They were like streaks of black smoke, disappearing into the dark abyss.

Almost instantly, Voldemort came to Lu Ke's side.

At this time, in front of him was a huge black fire dragon fighting with an equally huge white fire dragon. The two were evenly matched, and the battle was endless.

The wings whipped up strong winds to support the fire dragon, and the huge force collided again and again. The fire dragon was like a stone falling into a narrow hole, hitting the wall of the abyss again and again.

But for such a giant beast, every time it hits a cliff, the entire abyss will tremble.

Voldemort stopped in mid-air and smiled as he looked at the fighting dragon.

He simply didn't need to join the fight, as both fire dragons would be hurt.

But of course the Death Eaters around him didn't think so.

Even if the Dark Lord doesn't take action, they can't wait to show off in front of their master.

Then the flash of the magic spell cut through the darkness and flew towards the fire dragon.

At this time, the two fire dragons were entangled with each other. The black fire dragon grabbed the white fire dragon with its hind claws and flapped its wings to avoid the latter's deadly fangs. The white fire dragon struggled while desperately trying to find the tear. Opportunity to choke the enemy.

Seeing the flash of the magic spell, the black fire dragon flapped its wings, causing the two entangled fire dragons to rotate, and he became the downward one.

Then the black fire dragon folded its wings.

At that moment, the magic spell fell on the back of the white fire dragon.

Although the fire dragon's scales had strong defense and completely ignored the damage caused by the spell, it still let out a roar of anger mixed with pain.

Because the black fire dragon below it seized this opportunity and bit the white fire dragon's wing.

In severe pain, the white fire dragon began to fall.

Although it can still fly, the black fire dragon seems to just want to drag it into the abyss.

The Death Eaters were chasing after him. They didn't care whether the abyss had a bottom or where it would lead. They all knew that the opportunity was rare and the Dark Lord only wanted to see Lu Ke's body.

The two fire dragons were entangled in mid-air. Finally, the white fire dragon decided in its rage that it would no longer ignore the pursuing Death Eaters.

It breathed out a mouthful of fire.

In a close fight between fire dragons, this is very wasteful. The flames cannot cause any harm to the fire dragons protected by scales. It is just a means of catching prey from a distance.

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