Ashes of Hogwarts

Poor Mr. Goblin.

After learning that Gringotts' fire dragons could never have offspring, Ash's interest waned.

He felt that it was indeed a mistake to put his hope in Gringotts.

I happen to have a good relationship with the Weasley family, so why not go find Charlie who specializes in dragon research.

I don't expect him to get one for himself, or at least get some addresses of the flying dragon's habitat.

Then steal...no, borrow two eggs that are about to hatch.

Ash chewed the cranberry biscuits carefully while listening to the business introduced by the goblin indifferently.

You don’t even have a fire dragon egg, and you still want me to save money with you?

When old ladies and old men save money, the bank will give them rice and oil.

After finishing the biscuits and drinking the remaining black tea in the cup, Ash clapped his hands and prepared to leave Gringotts.

Mr. Goblin was almost desperate.

He was thinking about whether to fool this wealthy man first, and lie to him that the fire dragon was actually emotionally unstable due to laying eggs, so it couldn't breathe fire.

Then after he deposited the money, he quietly went to the black market to buy a dragon egg.

This is definitely a viable approach.

Just when he was feeling smug about his idea, Ash spoke.

"Mr. Goblin, do you feel that something is wrong?"

Ash's keen senses told him that Gringotts was shaking.

Although the amplitude is small, it is slowly increasing over time.

"Something's wrong? Impossible. Gringotts is the safest vault in the world. You can safely deposit all your money in it and you're guaranteed not to lose a single copper nut."

The goblin retorted loudly, as if saying Gringotts had a problem was a humiliation to them.

Even so, he did not forget to ask Ash to deposit the money into Gringotts.

If it was an earthquake, Ash really didn't believe it.

Gringotts is not only deep, but also protected by a large number of magic spells, making it impossible to be affected by natural factors.

But what if it is not a natural factor.

"Shh."

Ash made a silencing gesture, interrupting the goblin who was about to talk.

His senses were at their best.

He heard the painful roar of the fire dragon and the fierce collision.

It was like something was flying fast, and at the same time it was constantly hitting Gringotts' underground vault with its huge body.

The sound got closer and closer, and finally, it exploded loudly at a certain passageway.

Roar!

A huge and painful roar resounded throughout the entire Gringotts lobby.

People who were doing business in the hall began to flee out the door.

They didn't expect the goblins to keep them safe at this time.

In fact, the goblin wished that the wizards who had deposited money in Gringotts would die in an accident, so that they could openly keep the properties in their private vaults forever.

Just like Quirinus Quirrell, who died suddenly last year, and Gilderoy Lockhart, who has been missing for a long time.

Even so, the goblins reacted quickly.

Dozens of elf security guards wearing different clothes quickly rushed towards the passage where the dragon roar came from with short and fast steps.

Ash glanced at the salesman next to him.

Those eyes full of contempt didn't even need to say anything at all.

Is this the safest Gringotts in the world?

It's funny enough.

Roar!

With another dragon roar, a wizard who was almost fat as a ball flew out of the hole.

He tapped lightly on the wall with agility that was completely inappropriate for his size, and landed safely in the lobby.

Under his fluttering wizard robe that could be used as a bedsheet, a monster samurai sword appeared.

Isn't this the Duke?

After landing, the Duke suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.

Although he didn't use a "loud voice", his voice was not inferior to Ash's during the big break.

"Run quickly, the fire dragon is going crazy and eating the wizard!" He gasped, as if this body was dragging him down.

"There are people down there who are robbing things. They released the fire dragon. They are still robbing them now!"

As soon as these words came out, the other fairies who were originally calm began to panic.

Someone actually dares to rob the goblin's property?

Live impatiently!

Even the salesman next to Ash gave up communicating with him and walked into the passage aggressively.

No one can snatch the goblin's property.

Not even God!

Seeing that the salesmen had left, the Duke chuckled and his dark face returned to its original appearance.

Ash was speechless.

Your iconic figure is so conspicuous, who will notice your face?

"If you are not good at studying, you will not be good at studying."

He laughed twice and bowed to Ash with difficulty as a farewell to him.

Then, he drew out the samurai sword that was extremely small in comparison to his stature and made a cross in the void.

wow~

A blue space crack opened instantly, and Ash could even see Ethan opposite him, who was as weak as if he was dying on the bed.

Is this the undead transformation ritual almost completed?

He was about to say something, but the Duke had already jumped to the other side without hesitation.

The space rift then closed.

Gringotts definitely has anti-Apparition magic, but the Duke's method is obviously not one of them.

Ash becomes interested in what the Duke robbed.

He took a leisurely pace and slipped into the passage three steps at a time.

This is a narrow stone corridor, and all the burning torches have been extinguished due to the roar of the dragon.

By the way, isn't this thing a product of magic? Why was it blown out by a dragon's breath?

After walking down the narrow slope, Ash also met the goblin who was already hurriedly walking out.

"Mr. Losric." The goblin bowed respectfully: "Do you know that the wizard who just escaped has left? We have some things to ask him."

Ash scratched his hair.

"He has probably teleported away."

This sentence was true, but the goblin showed an expression of obvious disbelief.

"No one can disapparate in Gringotts, not even Merlin!"

He stormed off.

Ash didn't know if Merlin could do it, at least he could.

Soon, he came to an open area.

Here, dozens of goblins are confronting a huge Ukrainian iron belly.

This dragon is really big, even a few times bigger than its average kind.

Because of being imprisoned for a long time, it has become very weak and irritable.

But even so, it kept roaring at the goblins, spitting out the dragon's breath as if it was free of money.

The goblins' magic could only produce blue ripples when it hit it. It was obvious that someone had cast a very strong protective spell on it.

The fire dragon rolled up and down, constantly breaking the stalactites on the top of the cave while breathing out its breath, crushing the goblins in a physical form.

From time to time, goblins were hit, and blood flowers bloomed one after another on the ground.

In a corner of the open space, several goblins were using resuscitation methods on a goblin who looked old and was about to die. If Ash guessed correctly, that was the person who controlled the fire dragon.

At this moment, Ukraine Iron Belly's cloudy but sharp eyes stared at Ash.

"Ouch."

Ash took out his dragon hunting spear.