HP Hermione's Phoenix

Gringotts.

There is a lot of turmoil, and not a single blade of grass grows.

Hermione held the sword and listened carefully to the long dripping water in the corridor.

In the dark corridor, the sound of water droplets is endless, forming a rhythm of its own.

However, she swung the sword casually, and the Fengming sword cut it flat. Gellert glanced at this side, and saw that a falling drop of water was divided into two.

Boom.In the underground river, the water droplets that were split at the same time still fell into the water at the same time, and then quietly disappeared.

Hermione smiled, and looked around casually, "When I first came to Gringotts, I just wanted to come in and take a look in private."

The German devil couldn't help but sneered, "As a Muggle-born student, you are really daring."

"Not really." Hermione readily agreed.

"However... the first time I went to Gringotts... I thought so too." In the dark and damp air, Gellert's voice seemed to be tinged with a vivid dampness: "That's 100 years ahead."

"No wonder you were expelled by Durmstrang in fifth grade." Hermione sighed, "Will I be expelled by Dumbledore too? Think about it carefully, I'm a little worried..."

As soon as she said this, everyone present laughed, including the little devil.

Gellert walked ahead, and said again: "Speaking of Gringotts, the goblin's bank...'If you want to take from our underground vaults a fortune that never belonged to you, thief, you have been warned, Beware that what you bring is not treasure, but evil rewards'... Hehe. Throughout the history of magic, Gringotts is a big joke. Goblins are greedy and fickle, and their values ​​​​are completely different from those of wizards. How can they run the bank for wizards? "

Hermione asked with interest: "Then what do you think of goblins? ... There are also house elves, very wonderful things."

"Fairies are low-level elves." Gellert whispered, "Although they are low-level, they develop slowly and possess powerful powers that are completely different from humans. High-level elves often hide from the world or go through the void. Leprechauns remain."

"You seem to have a deep connection with the elves."

"I do know some sealed history. Since the disappearance of the elves, goblins have waged three wars with humans. Three ups and downs, three ups and downs, and in the end, wizards won—or compromised with each other. This Gringotts, in fact, is The product of a compromise. Wizards these days like to hoard money in Gringotts, and I have no intention of trusting goblins."

"Hmm. With the strictness of the Germans, there is really no need to trust others." Hermione laughed.

"House elves can be said to be the opposite of goblins..." He suddenly lowered his voice, "It's like wolves and dogs are to Muggles. The two come from the same source, and the latter has been domesticated, but the former has not... A wolf is a rebellious dog, and a dog is a domesticated wolf. It has nothing to do with the history of the breed. The real difference is nothing more than blood! If you follow it, you are a dog, and if you go against it, you are a wolf! It is a difference between being a fairy, and if you follow it, you are a domesticated dog. An elf is a wizard and a slave; a rebel is a free goblin!"

"Well said!" Hermione couldn't help clapping her hands, "I love it!"

——Cultivators, it’s just a difference of one thought!

——If you follow it, you will be ordinary, and if you go against it, you will be immortal!

She turned her head to look at Tom, and said calmly, "We're almost there—I'm afraid it will be troublesome to find one vault after another. You can feel it."

Tom stood in the stalactite tunnel and took a deep breath.

Grindelwald's words were still echoing in his ears just now, he felt the sound of his heart beating like a drum, gradually merging with the sound of water drops, countless thoughts flowed through his mind, his soul seemed to be burning and calling for something...

——By the way, slaves are slaves...

——If you go against it...you will be a demon!

He knew what Grindelwald really wanted to say was this...

He suddenly opened his eyes, and said softly: "Over there. It should be the row of vault number 700."

Hermione nodded slightly: "Oh... I remember that Dumbledore's vault is 713—" She glanced at Gellert maliciously, "Do you want to search Dumbledore's small vault first? "

Gellert said domineeringly: "What do I want his treasury for? From now on, mine will be his. Not only that, I will send the whole of Europe to him."

After he said this, he felt pretty good about himself, but the others fell into a strange silence...

Hermione: "..."

Tom: "..."

The roast chicken twisted its wings and made a shameful expression, and said in a jiggle, "It's so oily, it's really nasty. I can't bear to look at it directly."

Hermione said with black lines all over her head, "Then let's quickly find the gold cup... Come, Tom."

She stretched out her hand and held his hand tightly, and in the summer underground passage, a lotus-scented coldness struck——

He only felt that his fingertips were hot, and a warm current surged heavily, and the continuous flow of true energy flowed up and down his whole body. Soon, the feeling of being in the World Cup audience came again——

——The five senses are sensitive, the wind and grass around her can be seen without a hair, and her inaudible breathing is also clear...

His mind fluttered, and he quickly gathered his energy to search for another piece of soul fragment.

The vastness of consciousness instantly enveloped the entire underground——

--boom!

At the end of the underground passage, in the long dark river, the dragon who was nailed to the ground by the iron pillar suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, with a clever idea, he opened his eyes, only to feel an infinite coolness all over his body.

"It's... No. 715. The gold cup should be there."

Hermione nodded, and the group bent down and walked through the tunnel of the cave.

"Is this that dragon?" Gellert suddenly sighed, "How many years, it's still here..."

"Why, has this dragon existed since your time?"

"...Don't talk about 'your era', it makes me feel very old..." Gellert walked by the body of the dragon, narrowing his eyes: "Although that is already in the past... When I first came to Gringotts in Britain, this dragon was here, trapped by several iron chains, unable to move...the situation at that time made me feel sorry for him."

"Is this dragon really alive?" Hermione said relentlessly, "I thought it was a specimen more than 100 years ago."

"..."

They walked all the way to the side of the dragon's head. The dragon was tightly restrained by the painful punishment, and the dragon's eyes were open—but they didn't feel the life breath of the dragon at all.

Gellert sighed: "Whenever a dragon is trapped like this, it's always a sigh... Let's open the vault."

Roasted Chicken rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "Master, do you want me to burn all the things in the cabinet with a torch?"

"Why do you think so?"

"Because I have a hunch that something bad will happen after opening it..."

"Oh?" Hermione turned to look at it.

But then it rolled its eyes slyly: "But if you want to, it doesn't matter."

Gellert said disapprovingly, "That's Hufflepuff's gold cup, how can it be burned like this?"

They haven't finished talking yet, just heard a squeak——

The black-haired boy stood at the door of the cabinet in a daze, raised his hand, and looked at them innocently: "I just touched it, and the vault opened automatically..."

Hermione raised her eyebrows: "Something's wrong—could it be that your soul echoes the soul piece?... We still took it away quickly."

Gellert also nodded, with a solemn expression: "I've never heard that the vault of Gringotts will be automatically opened by the influence of the objects inside..."

Tom nodded, turned his head and reached for the golden cup—but Hermione's thoughts were agitated at this moment, and a strong strange feeling came over—she quickly pulled him away, and shouted: "No! This cup It's already mutated, and you can't even touch it! — Roast Chicken!"

Roast Chicken shouted: "Okay!"

As soon as the little yellow chicken finished speaking, it began to spit fire enthusiastically.Gellert glanced at it, thinking of his natal elf tree, he felt sympathetic...

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The stuffed dragon behind them—no, it was a dying dragon suddenly broke free from the chain and raised its head!

In a secluded tunnel, deep in the ground, it stretched out a golden claw, and pulled out the iron nail in its own brain!

It looked at Hermione and the group, its eyes turned red, and it let out a long roar!

Seeing the red eyes, Tom fully understood, and his expression suddenly changed——

"Hehe... Long time no see, Grindelwald... Senior. Long time no see, another me..."

"Long time no see, Hermione..."

Its voice was so low and hoarse, but its tone was so familiar, it made Hermione's heart tremble.

The giant dragon's face was horrific, and the iron nails on its body were pulled out one by one, revealing a terrifying hole in vain, but there was no bloodshed at all.The only thing that felt bloodshot was its eyes, staring at everyone, unable to tell whether it was hatred or surprise.

Hermione's face darkened, and she said word by word: "You actually took this dragon away..."

The dragon with a few big holes in its head shook its head, and let out another joyous howl.Its body looks dying, but its spirit is extremely excited: "Yes...it's amazing, isn't it? I have a better body again, a body with much stronger magic... Dragons are amazing creatures. They You can go further with me on the road to eternal life..."

Gellert spoke heavily, and looked up at it sharply: "You actually devoured the soul of this dragon?"

It showed a cruel smile: "Yes, respected senior...you can see it. Dragons are really wonderful... so wonderful...they will never really die if their hearts don't die... maybe I should have done it earlier Those who study dragons...but now I am a dragon, and it has become one with me, sharing the glory of Dragon Voldemort..."

However, it only saw the old devil king in full-on clothes looking at him mockingly——

"A crippled soul also wants to gain glory?"

Gellert said coldly.

The dragon's expression changed.Its blood-red eyes narrowed slightly, but it still said calmly: "Yes... a mutilated soul... During the long-term detention, I realized that it was wrong for me to divide myself... However, any great experiment Mistakes happen, don't they? I feel lonely... lonely and thirsty...I'm alone in the golden cup, yearning for the return of my other self all the time... devouring the thief's soul restores me a bit, Finally devouring the dragon spirit made me feel the taste of the peak again...but that was not enough-until now, you finally came, another me, our younger brother."

It stared at Tom calmly but frantically.

The black-haired boy was stunned.He clenched his fists tightly, clutching his palms - Hermione pulled him sharply behind her.

"Why do you want to avoid me?" The dragon smiled lowly, and there was a bit of dark elegance in his low voice: "We were originally one...I know your longing...your pain...you at this moment The restless thirst in the soul... oh, you must be our youngest brother? The diary... no no, there must be a locket..."

Tom's heart was beating fast.The other party beat his pulse directly at every word, and Hermione squeezed his arm tightly, but his heartbeat couldn't stop...

"—It doesn't matter... Anyway, dear Tom...you are really my lucky star, I know you will come..." The dragon looked at him slyly, "Who else did you bring? Hehe...you always To know what I want most. We deserve to have the same things, to bear more intense pain and happiness... Come! Come back to my body! Walk with me to sweet eternal life!—”

The countless struggles in my mind stopped at that moment.He raised his head abruptly, and the changing eyeballs settled into an unchanging black:

"You are dreaming!"

He shouted loudly.

Gellert looked at Tom in surprise, with a look of approval in his eyes.

The dragon's eyes began to go crazy, and its tone was terribly calm: "Oh...you don't like it. It's okay, our little brother is always awkward and childlike...then I have to eat you..."

It slowly turned its eyes to Gellert, and said as if licking its lips: "Dear senior... When I see you, it's like seeing Dumbledore standing in front of me... Love! Great love! I will carry out this love until the end - after I eat you, I will eat Dumbledore, so that you can be with him forever..."

"And Hermione..." it grinned horribly, and its tone was as soft as a whisper: "I don't want to look at you from afar anymore... come on... let me eat you, let's go together to the end of eternity...

Tom went crazy listening to what it said, as if he was struck by lightning, and his heart felt like a knife...

Hermione sneered, and showed her long sword: "Swallowing souls, going crazy, completely losing self-control... You have finally come to this step! You have committed killing karma, ruined good fortune, and you don't know how to repent! The world is so big, but I'm afraid Merlin can't tolerate you anymore!"

She still held him tightly with one hand, as if she was afraid that he would be lost, and held the sword high above her head with the other hand——

The giant dragon has already rolled up without hesitation.His huge body tied by countless iron chains struggled frantically, his giant claws slapped the ground violently, his long tail swept across the underground cave, and there was a loud explosion in the underground passage in an instant!

——The power of dragon power!

A powerful force swept towards them, accompanied by gusts of wind mixed with stalactite fragments, almost swallowing them—but in front of them, a barrier of pure qi was erected, and a piece of armor could not hurt them...

Gellert sneered, already furious in his heart, he jumped up, without dodging or evading, pointed at the wand and hit the dragon's eyes!

"You also want to eat me?" He said proudly, "You were not good enough 30 years ago, and you are even more unworthy 30 years later!"

--boom!

Something exploded.The dragon let out a howl. Although it hid extremely fast, Gellert struck faster. One of its weakest eyes was finally blown off, and blood-red liquid fell out of the blood-red eyes...

Tom felt a sudden pain in his soul, as if someone stabbed him in the chest——

"Stop! How dare you!" the dragon shook his head frantically, and roared, "Tom! If you watch me die, you will never have the possibility of replenishing your soul in this life! How dare you do that! And She - you brought her! Hermione, how could you attack me, how could you -"

Tom staggered and was pulled back by Hermione, and the passage in front collapsed, and she heard her cold heart say, "I can do it."

After saying this, she suddenly raised her heavy sword domain, and slashed down with one move!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Amidst the smoke and dust, the giant dragon howled fiercely.But Tom couldn't help but his legs went limp and fell down, his eyes went black, he couldn't see anything, but he could still hear—he was screaming, he was screaming, he was struggling, as if he was screaming and screaming I was struggling, and all the pain in the past and present came together...

Hermione was still holding his arm with one hand, without turning her head, holding the long sword firmly, and the sword field slashed down mercilessly, cutting off the dragon's tendons and veins, and dying inch by inch...

Gellert stopped, and he looked at her with some surprise: she is more ruthless than expected.

Finally, everything stopped.The power of the Nascent Soul is released, and under the vast sword field, life is cut off, and there is no possibility of survival.

One of the dragon's eyes is blind, but the other red eye is still looking at this side madly and sadly - but it doesn't seem to be looking at Hermione, it seems to be looking at something farther away:

"How can you treat me like this? Others can beat me and kill me, but you can't..."

Without turning her head, she squatted down gently and helped the black-haired boy who was unconscious and fainted to his feet.

"Why him? No...he is obviously me..." the dragon murmured.

Gellert watched it and finally closed his eyes.At this moment, the smoke and dust dissipated, and even the sound of water stopped, and the air seemed very quiet.

"I'm... Voldemort. Themanwhorebelagainsttheworld...Themanwho'veneverbeenobedient—tothefate. Themanwhodoomemedintoademon..."

(I am Voldemort, a man against the sky, a man against fate, a man against the devil...)

It seems to be saying some residual comments for his life.However, it seems that this comment has not been finished, and Gellert finally heard the dragon close the other eye heavily.

He looked at the continuously collapsing underground passage, and whispered to Hermione in the billowing smoke, "Gringotts is going to collapse. The goblins are coming soon."

Hermione gently hugged the black-haired boy in her arms, and said, "Yes, so I'm leaving, see you next time."

Gellert couldn't help but sigh in his heart, shook his head and asked, "What is your relationship with Voldemort?"

She didn't seem to hear his words, and she stepped out with only the unconscious Tom, riding up the heavily collapsed passage, and walked away through the smoke and dust.