Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

Lancelot and Draco looked at each other, then raised their wands almost at the same time.

"The soul is out of the body!" "Falling unconscious!"

The light of the spell illuminated the dark passage and hit the two goblins walking together in front. The goblin hit by Lancelot flew to the side, while the goblin hit by Draco's Imperius Curse had his brows relaxed and his eyes unfocused.

Not long after entering the dungeon, the figure of a fairy finally appeared before the two of them.

"That's a ruthless move." Draco glanced at the goblin that was smashed hard in the tunnel and jeered with a curled lip.

"You're not bad either," Lancelot responded sarcastically.

Draco whispered something, conveying his instructions through the Imperius Curse.

"I'm going to take you two gentlemen to find Harry Potter. The most important task now is to find Harry Potter..." The goblin seemed to be talking to himself in a dream, as if he was about to take action, but he was at a loss, "But I don't know who Harry Potter is, nor do I know where he is."

Draco dropped his wand from his tightly grasped hand.

"Oh, maybe he hasn't been discovered yet." Lancelot nodded approvingly. "That's good news."

"Take us to search every corner of the dungeon." Draco suppressed his uneasy mood, forced himself to cheer up, and then gave new instructions to the goblin.

hours ago.

After sneaking for an unknown amount of time, the two finally found the dungeon under the guidance of the California King Snake. Draco was surprised to find that the so-called goblin dungeon was not as gloomy and cold as he had imagined. On the contrary, it was a field and tower covering an astonishing area on the seabed. The exterior was silvery white like shellfish, and colorful light flowed under the dim light. Around the tower were schools of fast-swimming black fish, and faint traces of blood were floating in the water. The building had three floors, and the color became darker as it went down. If it weren't for the faint roar of the dragon coming from it and the gradually rising temperature felt when approaching, no one would suspect what was hidden in this beautiful building.

The California king snake finally stopped outside a door in the tower, and the passage here was open when it brought Harry here.

At this moment, the door was closed, and there was not even a handle or keyhole on it.

"It's so beautiful. The goblin aesthetic is sometimes applied to these places, but just like the difference between the inside and the outside of a pyramid, I doubt what's inside - let me open the door, it's time to use my little props." Lancelot blinked his heterochromatic pupils through the Bubble Head Curse. He carefully approached the white outer wall of the building in the water, then took out something made of bones from his backpack and gently knocked on the door of the dungeon. As the knocking was repeated, the door disappeared bit by bit, as if melting into the water. "Look, it's the same door as Gringotts." After the door disappeared, Lancelot walked straight into the dry space in the dungeon through an invisible barrier.

"I remember the door of Gringotts. Anyone who knocks on it except a goblin will be sucked in and stuck inside. I have to catch a goblin to accompany me every time I go there. Even as an employee, I can't get in." Draco followed closely behind, and then looked at the bone thoughtfully. "So this is..."

"It's a part of an old goblin from hundreds of years ago. I found it in a tomb. Although it's not so lively and cute, it can still knock on such a door - the unity within the goblins transcends time and life and death." Lancelot raised his eyebrows, "Very touching, isn't it."

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"Let's try to figure out where Harry is." Lancelot reached out to stop the goblin who was under the Imperius Curse and was about to take a step. "What's in the dungeon? It seems to be divided into three floors."

The goblin answered in an emotionless voice under the control of the Imperius Curse, "The bottom floor is the dragon-raising dungeon. The cells there hold precious dragons of various species. We feed them with feed and regularly obtain usable parts of the dragons. The middle floor is the slaughterhouse. Adult dragons will be dragged here to be slaughtered and packaged. We will sell different parts to different places and get equal compensation. The top floor is our workshop. We will keep the dragon scales to make the most exquisite weapons. There are the goblins' most sophisticated craftsmen and the most creative designers."

"I have a feeling that he must be over there." Lancelot held his forehead after hearing this, and the Felicity Potion gently pushed him to cast an Illusion Spell on the two people and the California King Snake.

"I have a hunch too." Draco turned to the goblin and said, "Take us to the bottom floor. I think he's in the dragon's lair."

The goblin turned around obediently and started walking. "To get to the bottom floor, you'll have to pass through the first two floors."

"It seems to be going more smoothly than expected. We can just follow it with the Disillusionment Spell on." Lancelot cheered softly. "It's so easy."

Following the goblin's steps in the long and narrow passage, the footsteps echoed in the corridor. As Lancelot deduced, the light on the outside of the dungeon tower and the dim and closed inside formed a sharp contrast. Heavy knocking sounds came from the other side, and the crisp collision of tinkling metal seemed to be separated by a wall.

Arriving at the workshop, the goblin stretched out his slender wrinkled fingers and knocked on the workshop door. At the moment the door disappeared, the California King Snake suddenly stretched its head forward, as if trying to stop Draco from moving forward. However, under the Disillusionment Curse, the California King Snake could not see where Draco was, and its attack was in vain.

The moment he stepped through the door, water splashed and a cool breeze surrounded Draco from both sides.

Lancelot found that Draco was gradually becoming visible in front of him, and the goblin seemed to be gradually waking up after being drenched by the water.

"Anti-thief spray. It can wash away all magic - I should be on guard against it." Lancelot quickly took a step back to keep himself away from the mist.

The goblins in the workshop on the top floor all stopped their work at this moment, some were drawing blueprints, some were forging, some were polishing, and some were inlaying gems.

At this moment, their eyes were all fixed on Draco's wet body.