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Amazingly, while we were still figuring out how to convince Griphook to help us infiltrate Gringotts, the Goblin asked Fleur to pass him a message (Fleur was clearly annoyed at being instructed by the Goblin).With his feet on his feet, he told us in a subtle tone that he would help us get into Lestrange's vault in Gringotts, but in return for being hired, he would take the Gryffindor sword.

"I mean," Hermione looked at me after a heated argument with Ron about whether it was immoral to deceive goblins under the premise that "we have to do it too", "I remember Alice Fiendflame can be conjured, and it is said in the book that it is also one of the substances that can destroy Horcruxes, that is to say, we don't necessarily need Gryffindor's sword—”

"But at the time I was on Felicia, and even with it, I probably wouldn't be able to control it if Dad didn't get there in time." I reluctantly went over my feelings , "I didn't learn how to put out Fiercefire—wouldn't be a good idea to let that thing run around anywhere?"

Hermione crossed her arms. "So you're standing with the boys—think we should trick Griphook into telling him we'll give him the sword, but not the exact date?"

I scratched my ears, pretending to be suddenly interested in the seagulls passing by the window.Griphook, scarred and slowly recovering, no doubt led Hermione to confuse goblins with house-elves - both have used brutal methods against each other in their centuries-long feud, so naturally this It is difficult to distinguish between right and wrong in the struggle for power, but it is difficult for us to face goblins with an objective attitude.

"Think about it, Hermione makes sense." Neville, who had been listening to our discussion without expressing his own opinion, said suddenly, "If we sneak into Gringotts first and then go to Hogwarts, we can go to Hogwarts. Ci destroys the two Horcruxes together."

"Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets." Under our bewildered gazes, Neville had to explain in more detail, "Remember? I destroyed Tom Riddle's diary with the basilisk's teeth, and if there If it has not been cleaned up—”

"Filch shouldn't be able to open that chamber of secrets." Ron chuckled, "unless he's rolling his eyes and trying to choke himself—uh, sorry, go ahead."

"Then the mysterious man who found out that his Horcrux was destroyed took Nagini to Hogwarts, where we will settle everything?" Harry thoughtfully buttoned Hermione's hand, which was spread out on the table. Planner, "If you're lucky, it'll be over."

"Of course we can't pray for such an illusory thing as luck to come at that time." Hermione sighed, tore off a page of the planner that had been scribbled in a mess, and started arranging the precautions again, "agreed to draw the sword Ring—infiltrate Gringotts—infiltrate Hogwarts, well, one by one.”

"I can't try to boil Felicia without any ingredients." Ron has been looking at me since he heard the word "lucky", and I shrugged helplessly, "Just like I did yesterday That said, I couldn't make Polyjuice Potion without woodsnake skin."

After discreetly reaching a cooperation agreement with the goblin, we shut ourselves in the smallest room of Shell Cottage to discuss plans, staying for hours at a time, problem after problem, often days passed without any progress.Between discussions, Hermione and I will do our best to help Fleur and Bill as much as we can - we're literally crowding this cozy cabin, and Griphook's rude and disrespectful demands are in Fleur's place. Dancing on the bottom line.I'm sure if we hadn't told her she needed Griphook to be here, she would have given this leprechaun who said "I only eat raw meat, fungus and fresh roots, please bring the food to my room" the next second Throw it at Aunt Muriel's house.

But we still received some good news. After Mr. Ollivander recovered enough to walk around, Bill sent him to Aunt Muriel's house to continue recuperating. When he came back, he brought us the photos of other members of the Weasley family. Say hello and tell me that my mother's condition has improved.On a blustery April evening, Professor Lupine showed up at the door of Shell Cottage to tell us that Tonks had given birth to a healthy boy, whom they had decided to name after Tonks' father, Ted.He strode over to Harry, who was on the other side of the living room, hugged him, and asked him if he would be godfather to the boy.

"Oh, my God." Tears welled up in Hermione's eyes after Harry stammered his answer, "I knew Professor Lupine wouldn't mind—"

"What?" I asked blankly holding an empty wine glass, "What do you mind?"

Then I learned about the heated argument Harry and Lupine had had in the basement of Grimmauld Place - but Hermione was right, and now it doesn't look like anything happened.

After we've lost so much, it's finally ushered in new life.We put aside our planners that night, let Bill fill up glass after glass from the old bottle, toasted around the crowded table, and asked Lupine all kinds of things about the baby. detail.Lupine beams, looking years younger at the joy of being a new father, and patiently repeats to us how Ted Lupine's hair went from black at birth to ginger - he inherited Tonk The Metamorphmagus of Sith.

After the brief period of joy and celebration was over, we started huddling ourselves in the bedroom and thinking about the possible loopholes in the plan-honestly, even though Harry told me over and over again how they broke into the Ministry of Magic, from Umbridge took away Slytherin's locket, and I was still terrified when I looked at the plan book that was constantly being painted.

With only one serving of Polyjuice Potion left, Hermione removed a piece of Bellatrix's black hair from the sweater she wore at Malfoy Manor, meaning she or I could be Bellatrix Alex, the walnut wand in Neville's hand would add credibility to the disguise.Although I insisted that Polyjuice Potion's powerful shape-shifting power was enough to deform the scars on my face, Hermione managed to convince the boys with the reason that "we don't have any extra potions to waste, so we have to choose risk-free people".

In the final version of the plan, Hermione disguised as Bellatrix, Harry hiding under the invisibility cloak, and Ron disguised as a foreigner using body deformation will sneak into Gringotts with the help of Griphook (" This kind of action should not have too many faces!" Hermione kept emphasizing this), while Neville and I took the Marauder's Map and went to explore the surroundings of Hogsmeade village first, and after meeting Harry and the others Together through the secret passage ("What if the secret passage under the Shrieking Shack and Honeydukes are all blocked?" "There will be a way, and there will be a way at that time!" "Merlin..." "Call Merlin might as well call Snape - I mean Professor Snape, although I don't want to ask him for help unless I have to - I mean he got hurt before! Don't step on me Hermione!") into Hogwarts .

"The meeting place we agreed on is at the southernmost part of Hogsmeade village, about 10 minutes away from the place of the Apparition mock exam, and almost no one will go there." On the eve of the plan's implementation, Hermione pointed at the parchment The map of Hogsmeade village we drew on the basis of our impression said, "I suggest that if you find Death Eaters patrolling Hogsmeade village, don't venture into it. Once they find outsiders breaking in, the vigilance will be doubled."

"Before meeting you, I will cast the Disillusionment Charm on myself and Neville." I tapped my head with my wand, and felt a bowl of egg whites that had been frozen in the ice cellar for more than half a year dripping from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. "Although it is not particularly powerful, it is enough to fool people in the wilderness. Spells——I have taught you everything I can think of. Remember that Fuchsia is a silent spell, and it is useless to shout it out."

"I think Shenfeng Wuying is more realistic, although I don't expect to use it to directly open the door of Lestrange's vault." Ron pouted.

"Then the next thing is an accident." Hermione took a deep breath and turned to the next page, "The mysterious person will definitely know that someone broke into the Lestrange family's vault immediately, whether we succeed or not. success."

"I think Neville should be able to perceive whether we have succeeded through the emotions of the mysterious man." Harry cast a sorry look at Neville, we all know that every time Neville is drawn into the mind of the mysterious man It's uncomfortable, but this time we have to take advantage of it, "If the three of us don't show up at the agreed place after the mysterious person learns the news, you must immediately go to Hogwarts to destroy the crown."

"We'll wait until dark at the latest." Even though this was only a possibility discussion, I could still feel my heart twitching when I said it, "If you miss this time, you must be more cautious when entering Hogsmeade village, because Neville and I may have caught the attention of the Death Eaters before then."

The review was almost over, Hermione tremblingly exchanged wands with Neville, she stared at the walnut wand, as if it would suddenly jump up and bite her - this is normal, except for Neville Besides, even though I've used walnut wands for more than ten years, it's a terrible feeling to touch this wand that once belonged to Bellatrix.Mr. Ollivander sent Ron and Hermione two wands. He originally wanted to make me one first to thank me for taking care of him in the dungeon, but I think the hawthorn wand in my hand is very convenient. Just ask him to solve the urgent needs of Ron and Hermione first.

After all the preparations were over, we told Bill and Fleur that we were leaving the next day, and firmly rejected their offer of getting up to see us off—Hermione was going to take Polyjuice Potion and turn into Bella before we left. Trix, there's going to be a lot of trouble if there's some terrible misunderstanding, and we've got them enough these days, the less they know about our actions the better.

"Alice." After shaking off another thoughtful stare from Griphook, checking that the tent Bill lent us is in Hermione's beaded pouch ("No matter how many times I want to marvel, you can Thinking of putting it in a sock to hide from the search squad!"), everyone was walking listlessly to their bedrooms while their minds were buzzing with what they had just discussed, when Harry stopped me.

"No." This may be the hundredth time I've turned him down in weeks. "I can't tell you Fiendfire's spell, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

"Come on, you know I have a point in suggesting it." Harry took my hand, "I swear I'll never consider using it unless I have to, and I'll keep Ron and Hermione safe— —”

"But what if it's a last resort?" I wanted to shake off his hand, but his strength was much stronger than mine, "Then you became the hero who sacrificed yourself and destroyed the Lestrange vault and the Horcrux, let Shall I bring a bouquet of flowers to Gringotts with my husband and children every year to honor your noble soul?"

"So I promise you I won't do it as long as there's even a sliver of hope," Harry whispered, looking me in the eyes, "but we have to imagine the worst, irreversible scenarios, And make an alternative plan for it - we can't let the golden cup return to the mysterious person's hands, if we can't take it away, we must destroy it on the spot."

"This kind of words reminded me of your evaluation of Dumbledore." I felt my eyes turn red, "You said before that you didn't like the feeling of being arranged."

"Because he's always right, isn't he?" Harry touched my cheek and said to me in a gentle but non-negotiable tone, "Tell me Fiendfire's spell, Alice."

I hardly fell asleep that night. When I closed my eyes, I saw the scene of the fire burning wantonly in the molten gold.Although Hermione was lying motionless on the other side of the bed, I could tell from her disordered breathing that she couldn't fall asleep either, but Luna was sleeping peacefully and sweetly between us, and I couldn't tell Hermione about it. The uneasiness in my heart—I even suspected that I was infected by Harry's recklessness, otherwise how could I be persuaded by him so easily?

The night seemed too long in such silent torment, but fortunately the morning sun finally came.When the hands finally pointed to six, Hermione and I packed up quickly and walked out to the garden bathed in the morning light.Even though it was May, the dawn on the beach was still damp and cold, but fortunately there was no more howling sea wind.Unknowingly, I have become accustomed to the sound of waves crashing against the cliffs between every breath, and I am also used to the warmth and safety of home that this small shell house brings to me—and we will set foot on the road again. Go on a journey, and most likely never return to this place.

At that time, we learned to cherish every person who is still around us and every beautiful scene reflected in our pupils, because no one knows whether there will be a next time, so that the common words "goodbye" seem to be It all sounds heart-wrenching.

Hermione suppressed the feeling of wanting to vomit and stared at the Polyjuice Potion entrenched at the bottom of the glass tube. When Bellatrix's hair was added, the muddy liquid became even more unpalatable.A few minutes passed, and even though I knew that the person standing in front of me was Hermione and not Bellatrix, when I saw her eyes with swollen lids, several curses surged in my heart.

"Ugh—" Hermione rinsed her mouth with water, "It smells worse than Gordigan—forget it, get out now, they're already waiting for us."

Griphook stood there alone, with undisguised malice and scrutiny in his eyes. When I thought about how he talked about how to hurt the wizards in Gringotts when he was making the plan, I felt a chill, but at this moment it is not to express these emotions when.Hermione bickered with Ron while helping him change his appearance. He would play the role of a completely fictional foreign wizard. I hope Bellatrix's arrogance and evil domineering can cover up the abruptness of his face.

Looking back at the Shell House for the last time, it lies quietly under the faintly visible stars due to the slight whitening of the sky, like a safe cocoon, and if you walk a few steps outside, you will cross the range of the Fidelity Curse.

"See you later." Harry kissed me on the forehead and motioned for Griphook to climb onto his back as Hermione took the Invisibility Cloak from the beaded pouch and covered them both.

"I'll take care of them both," Hermione whispered in my ear as I looked down at Harry's feet, "Don't worry."

"It's time for us to go." Watching them spin around in place and disappear after a bang, I let out a breath, turned around and forced a smile on Neville, "In order to avoid showing up in different places, You catch me."

"Good idea." Neville was obviously worried about the actions of the three of them. He came over and grabbed my arm, and we spun around together, entering the oppressive darkness.

Probably because of distraction, we manifested in a lush mountain forest.Standing on a high rock and looking down, you can barely see Hogsmeade Street and the thin railway leading to Hogwarts. The chimneys of several small shops have begun to emit white smoke. This familiar but distant scene is heartbreaking to see.

"The Marauder's Map—it seems that we don't need it right now." Neville took out the small piece of parchment, glanced at it, and stuffed it back into his pocket, "It seems that Hogsmeade village is at least halfway from here. Hours, slowly approach the past to have a look?"

I tapped Neville's head with my wand, and tapped mine again, and although the effect wasn't as perfect as the invisibility cloak, Neville seemed to blend in with the trees behind him, "I thought, those Death Eaters It's impossible to completely stop those shops in Hogsmeade, but it's likely that some spells will be cast against outsiders - it's too wasteful to waste energy messing with Death Eaters, so the best way is to put those spells or Break the barrier directly, so that Harry and the others can sneak into Hogwarts directly after they join us."

"We have a daytime." Neville clenched his fists, "I hope they can do well."