Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

Instead of running away, the enemy actually dared to resist underground.

When the news came back to the ground again, the goblins were really angry. More and more goblins put down their work, put on their armor and went underground.

From dozens to hundreds, the pressure on Voldemort and others increased.

"Gravedigger, let's go." Lucius said with some horror.

Obviously, he is not as brave as his ancestor Armand Malfoy.

Perhaps, hundreds of years of aristocratic life have washed away the bravery in the blood of the Malfoy family by the luxurious life.

But Voldemort was not timid. Not only was he willing to fight again, he even wanted to kill his enemies. The financial lifeline of the wizarding world was actually in the hands of a group of goblins. This was something he could not tolerate.

If it were the old Voldemort, he wouldn't be so dissatisfied with Gringotts.

After all, it is well known that Lao Fu does not understand finance.

But with Lin Zuo's knowledge, it's completely different.

With the money bag in his left hand and the Elder Wand in his right hand, standing on the top of the wizarding world is the goal Voldemort set for himself.

No matter what, the money bag cannot be in the hands of goblins - those who are not from my race will have different hearts. This realization of Lin Zuo captured Lao Fu's heart.

However, after all, their number was too small, and under the constant attack of goblins, someone was finally injured.

Even though Voldemort is extremely powerful, he can't fight one against a hundred, so...

Looking at the dragon, Voldemort had a cruel smile on his face.

"Pliosaurus."

Voldemort roared angrily, swung his right wand horizontally, and a fierce fire surged out like a snake, directly separating the enemy, and then he was the first to jump on the dragon's head.

All the Death Eaters were surprised, but they followed Voldemort obediently onto the dragon's body.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Voldemort tried to communicate with the dragon by speaking snake words, but the dragon didn't seem to understand him, and Voldemort was not surprised by this.

He doesn't know dragon language, so he just tried to use snake language to communicate, but it doesn't seem to work.

Just when he was about to give up, the giant dragon looked up to the sky and roared angrily.

"can understand?"

Voldemort was a little surprised, and he didn't know whether Parseltongue was also useful for dragons, or whether the dragon could speak Parseltongue.

But none of that matters now. Since dragons can communicate, then...

"How about I help you get out of trouble, and you and I have a killing spree here?" Voldemort asked it in snake language.

"Ho~~~"

The jingle stopped, and the dragon was no longer afraid. After roaring, it breathed out its dragon breath at the fairies running towards it.

When it comes to killing, you need a creature like a giant dragon. With a breath of dragon's breath, at least a dozen goblins will fall down. Even if they are not dead, they are still half disabled.

"The strength is relaxed and the strength is released."

Voldemort pointed at the shackles at the dragon's feet, and the huge shackles released with a "click", revealing the dragon's claws that had been worn out of shape by the shackles.

"Boom~~~"

The giant dragon, newly freed, stamped its feet excitedly, and then looked at the trembling fairies with ferocious eyes.

Voldemort held the dragon's horns, stepped on its steel-like scales, and shouted into its ears: "Ignore them, let's kill outside and break this place all the way."

It seemed possible to kill these goblins with the help of the dragon, but Voldemort didn't think so.

Fighting on the ground, Voldemort could accurately dodge and resist the spells of goblins, but it was difficult to do this with the dragon.

If the goblins risked their lives to resist, and in the chaos of the fight, they might be injured themselves, and lose two more Death Eaters, it would be even worse than the gain.

There will be a battle with the goblins sooner or later, but Voldemort doesn't want to fight now.

"Ho~~~"

The giant dragon roared, as if it didn't want to give up, and Voldemort hurriedly tried to dissuade him. Fortunately, the giant dragon still had some sense, and began to obey Voldemort's orders and headed towards the corridor.

"Use the Burrowing Charm to clear a path for the dragon."

Voldemort said loudly, and he took the lead in using the Burrowing Curse, and other Death Eaters followed suit.

"Ho~~"

A breath of dragon breath was exhaled, the tunnel exploded, and the roof of the cave began to crack and collapse.

The magic of Voldemort and others quickly expanded the exit, and the dragon did not wait. It pounced on it, began to use brute force to claw and claw, and rushed outside.

The dragon's breath breathed out from time to time made everyone feel as if they were in a heat wave, but none of the Death Eaters complained. Instead, they all looked excited and wished that the dragon would hit them more.

"There's someone there, Muggles it seems."

Lucius suddenly pointed to a broken wall. Two figures, one large and one small, were hiding behind a stalactite and shivering - the older one was wearing a well-dressed suit and did not look like someone from the wizarding world.

"Be horrified, Muggles."

Old Crabbe screamed strangely and waved his wand to attack the two of them.

Voldemort turned his head and glared, instantly scaring Old Crabbe into withdrawing his magical powers.

"Teach him more about how to behave and stop acting like a lunatic. If it doesn't work, go see a psychiatrist." Voldemort said to Lucius dissatisfied.

"Okay, Gravedigger," Lucius replied immediately.

The giant dragon was still climbing up, and a large number of stalactites and stones fell down from time to time. Everyone had to use magic spells to knock away the stones.

"Is it Hermione?" Voldemort asked, looking at the little figure.

"ah."

A small face emerged from beside the stalactite, and it was indeed Hermione, with a frightened Mr. Granger next to her.

"Pick them up."

Voldemort said, and he took the lead in using magic on Hermione - she wanted to resist, but hesitated and did nothing.

Mr. Granger screamed and got on the dragon's back, completely confused.

"Who are you?" Hermione asked as she landed next to Voldemort.

"They call me Gravedigger." Voldemort blinked, and Hermione was stunned for a moment, "Don't say more, protect your father, we are leaving on a dragon."

Voldemort said, and also used the Disillusionment Curse on the two of them so that they could hide their bodies.

"Yes... it's teaching..." Hermione asked tentatively.

"No." Voldemort interrupted her and said, "Stay there and don't move. We will fight again later."

"Still fighting?" Hermione was surprised, "Is there a riot?"

Voldemort smiled and said nothing, but Old Nott smiled and said, "If there are rioters, it must be us."

Hermione looked at Voldemort again in surprise, but the latter just kept using magic forward and did not look at her again.

Moving forward in this way, the passage was finally blasted open. Voldemort led everyone and left a large fire, and then rode the dragon to break through the marble foyer.

"The wizard leaves, the wizard leaves..."

Voldemort shouted with amplifying spell, and the whole street on the north side of Diagon Alley was in chaos. Although the wizards didn't understand what was going on, they all evacuated quickly.

The dragon also wanted to leave immediately, but Voldemort whipped out a flaming whip with his wand and whipped it wildly, making it restrain its eagerness to leave.

"Dive and blow it up."

Voldemort said pointing to Gringotts below.

"Ho~~~"

The giant dragon roared angrily, spun around in a circle, charged downwards again, and then...

"Boom~~~"

After spitting out a mouthful of dragon breath, the fire spread randomly along the corridors extending in all directions, and more of them followed the hole opened by the giant dragon and suddenly penetrated into the bottom of the cave.

Lucius and others also cooperated with the dragon and kept pouring magic spells downwards, but this time there was no more fire. After all, it would not be good to burn the entire Diagon Alley.

This impact was repeated many times until the dragon lost its strength, and Voldemort allowed it to carry everyone away.

In this battle, Voldemort fought very well.

In this battle, Gringotts suffered heavy losses.

Mr. Granger, who was inadvertently involved, was vomiting wildly on the dragon's back.

At this time, he only had one thought in his mind:

Wizarding world...

Is it so exciting?