I abducted HP's friend on his wedding day

The gold cup is easy to see. It is placed so eye-catchingly in the middle of a pile of treasures. Even countless gold and silver jewelry cannot conceal its charm.

Sarah looked at the gold cups placed neatly on a high platform among the gold and silver jewelry.

Salazar rubbed his chin, but he didn't go straight in.

A trace of disappointment flashed in the goblin's eyes. This seemingly arrogant wizard was not that stupid. He expected Salazar to fall into this trap easily. It was a pity.

Just when the goblin was thinking this, Salazar suddenly grabbed his collar, and Salazar picked him up.

The goblin was completely stunned.

Could it be that this man wanted to use himself as a bait to throw stones and ask for directions?

He will die!

Fear instantly struck the goblin's heart.

"you……"

Salazar glanced sideways at the goblin with eyes that saw everything clearly.

Seeing Salazar's half-smiling look, the goblin could only remain silent.

"Interesting, this curse is a bit interesting, but..." Salazar said sarcastically. "My family likes to study curses, so unfortunately, I saw it right away."

The Slytherin family loves dark magic, and there is a large series of curses in dark magic.

For Salazar, the curse Gringotts set in the vault was that he could smell the malicious atmosphere through the vault door, so Salazar had no intention of going in from the beginning.

He stared at the golden cup in the middle and began to think about how he could get it.

"You can't get it!" the goblin said, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

He actually saw that Salazar was different, but he was still unwilling to give in. He always thought about the curse of the vault and the various defensive magics. They were all the hard work of Gringotts for many years. They would not be so easily defeated. People cracked it.

Salazar sighed and said, "Yes, this curse and protective spell are indeed a bit troublesome."

Sara looked at the various gold and silver jewelry stored in the Lestrange family's vault, as well as many gold galleons, with a regretful expression.

"So, I have to find another way, right?"

The demon spirit became a little panicked, and he began to stare at Salazar's face, secretly praying that this man was just telling lies.

"After all, I just want to destroy Voldemort's Horcrux."

"Horcrux?!" The goblin's eyes widened.

"I'm a little sorry for Helga. She shouldn't care that I ruined a glass for her to drink from, right?"

Salazar said this, but without the slightest regret, he just raised his wand, and in the goblin's eyes, he recited the spell he had prepared long ago - the Fire Curse.

When the goblin looked at the huge snake made of flames and bit into the golden cup in the middle of the vault, he could no longer bear it.

"how dare you!!!"

Salazar smiled and said, "Close the vault door."

The goblin just screamed loudly: "How dare you!!!"

"Okay, then let's watch it burn out together."

"How dare you!!!"

Salazar plucked his ear with his little finger and said, "Are you asking about the treasury or the gold cup?"

"You must be my treasury." Salazar continued before the goblin could frantically yell the next sentence, "How dare you." "It's just Gringotts. I'm sorry that I didn't know that you care about Gringotts so much, and I don't know how powerful Gringotts is. Even if you want to tell me now that Gringotts is very strong and light, you fairies have to lift I don’t care if my clan is chasing me or something like that.”

Salazar still had a trace of regret in his eyes.

"My biggest feeling right now is that I destroyed one of Helga's wine glasses, and it might have been her favorite wine glass, even though she is no longer here at this time."

Salazar's tone was a little lonely: "I don't know if I can go back."

The goblin was already crying. He watched helplessly as the Lestrange family's treasury was burned to ashes in the fierce fire. Perhaps he knew that he could not get the Lestrange family's gold galleons or a treasury that did not belong to him. Salazar had no intention of showing mercy.

He had burned Helga's relics, so why should he care about a little Lestrange?

The fierce fire spell burned all the things in the Lestrange family, and in the end there was only a pool of gold solution. Salazar stared at the pool of gold juice on the ground and began to think about whether he could cool it down now and take it. Use it out.

Under the Fierce Fire Curse, even the spell attached to those gold Galleons has been burned away long ago. Instead, some ashes can be obtained. Gold and silver are not like other things, and they can be exchanged for money if melted.

Salazar was a little moved.

He shook the goblin in his hand. The goblin couldn't bear it for a long time and fainted. It was a pity.

Salazar didn't care whether the door was closed or not. After all, he was not a goblin and could not open or close the door. In contrast, when the goblins discovered the clues later, they would help close the Lestrange family's vault.

Salazar felt kind.

"At least I left them with something that can't be beaten. After they are released from prison, it won't be a big problem to ask those goblins to help create a batch of gold Galleons again."

With a smile on his face, Salazar lifted the unconscious goblin, jumped onto the cart, and drove slowly toward the exit.

This was the speed controlled by Salazar himself. He felt that the goblin must have done it on purpose. He drove so fast even though he didn't have to drive so fast. He must have deliberately made himself sick by driving so fast.

So, looking at the unconscious goblin, Salazar added a Cruciatus to revive him.

By the time the cart arrived at Tom's place, Tom was a little tired from waiting. Regardless of the dirt on the ground, he sat at the door of the small vault, holding his chin, and finally waited for Salazar.

He couldn't help but smile, like he was relieved, and then he saw the goblin kneeling at Salazar's feet.

"Are you okay?" Tom asked Salazar.

The goblin raised his head and glanced at the child. He was only a little wizard of eight or nine years old. He looked very cute, with outstanding appearance and elegant manners.

Even at such a young age, he could tell that he would become a person who would amaze the wizarding world in the future.

The goblin said in a hoarse tone: "Don't you see that the real problem is me?"

He said with malice: "You can't get out!"

Tom raised his eyebrows and looked at his ancestor: "How to deal with this?"

Goblin: "..."

Salazar said nonchalantly: "Let's see what they can do next~~"