Not long after Allen left the floating ship, he returned with a sprite in tow. This sprite was dressed differently from the other sprites of Gringotte. He wore a black striped suit with a sapphire blue silk shirt and polished black leather shoes. It was the president of Gringotte, Nagenoch.
At this time, Nagenoch was looking around in a daze. When he saw Hermione, he bowed and greeted her gracefully. "Good evening, Madam Lestrange."
"Okay …" Hermione hurriedly returned the greeting, but halfway through, she realized that Bellatrix would not be so polite, so she raised her chin and ignored her. She began to worry about Bellatrix's condition after being cursed by the Soul Seizing Curse. Although she did not reject this kind of black magic after so many years, the good student side of her was still influenced by the knowledge that she should not use the Unforgivable Curse on others.
To prevent Nagenoch from being exposed after being subjected to the Mind Extraction, Allen turned his snake-like face to Hermione. He deliberately said in a hoarse voice, "Bella, take your master to retrieve my property."
"Yes … my master …" Hermione followed Bella's example and used a baby's voice to reply in a disgusting manner. She awkwardly used her tongue to lick the rotten teeth in her mouth. Although they didn't make her feel any pain, they gave her a strange feeling.
Allen's version of Lord Voldemort waved his wand exaggeratedly and opened a door to another world. On the other side of the door, a waterfall could be seen rushing down the tracks. After Allen led Hermione and Nagenoch out of the door, the sound of water rushing into their ears.
"Waterfall to prevent thieves!" Nagenoch said. The incongruity caused by Allen's meticulous thinking made him feel a little absent-minded. It felt a little strange that they had directly crossed the waterfall and appeared between the vault and the waterfall.
"Let's go to Lestrange's vault. Lead the way, Nagenoch!" Ellen pointed his finger into the depths of the pitch-black passageway. He let his lower hem transform into black mist, grabbed Bella and the goblin, and began to fly down the track, disappearing into the darkness of the tunnel together.
Hermione, who was in the air, stretched out her hand and tugged at the tight clothes on her chest to prevent the wind from entering. But it was useless. She sighed inwardly.
"If we are caught by the sprites' surveillance … it doesn't matter if the sprites produce the video or if we collect the video, or if they don't destroy the evidence, it will prove that our previous actions were correct." Allen's voice also sounded in Hermione's mind, giving a legitimate reason. "This will tell the magic world that Lord Voldemort's soul vessel is in Gringotte … and the sprites are playing with fire...
They quickly arrived at the depths of the vault and landed on the ground. Clang, clang, clang, clang … The clanging sounds of huge creatures walking around could be heard nearby. The sound of scales rubbing against the ground was irritating to hear. Not long after Nagenoch landed on the tracks, an invisible layer of magic alarm was triggered. The sprites had further strengthened the alarms in the tunnel, and the shrill alarm bell rang throughout the tunnel.
Hermione gripped the wand in her hand tightly, biting her lip and looking at Allen.
"It's too noisy …" The wand in Allen's hand repeatedly appeared above his head. Bang, bang, bang, bang! The hidden alarms were instantly torn apart, and the alarm stopped abruptly. "Wait here for these idiots to come over. Let them take a look at me …"
Hurried footsteps could be heard in the tunnel. After knowing that there were intruders through the alarms, the sprites angrily rushed over with wand-wielding wizards, wanting to capture the lunatic who dared to break into Gringotte.
"The intruders are there, catch them …"
"How dare you break into Gringotte, surrender and you will be spared!"
"How dare you, you …"
When they saw clearly that it was Voldemort they were facing, all kinds of scolding voices suddenly stopped. The faces of these Wizards and Fairies changed from anger and nervousness to extreme panic. They stopped in their tracks, feeling extremely flustered. Some even felt nauseous and weak. Time seemed to have frozen as they stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do.
Voldemort lightly waved the wand in his hand, and the fairies and sorcerers were instantly rooted to the spot, unable to even open their mouths to resist. The sorcerers' minds were blank, and their wands were completely useless against the floor.
"Too noisy … Since you are so enthusiastic …" Lord Voldemort said lazily, his scarlet eyes narrowed. He opened his mouth, and a long thin flame was brewing in his mouth.
"Master!" Bella's voice was hoarse. "Many of us have vaults here. If we burn these people to death, we may lose our assets … Master, they have worked hard to take care of the vaults for so many years. Spare them for now and let them continue to serve us …"
The fake Lord Voldemort glanced coldly at the surveillance camera, and naturally adjusted his position to stare at the fake Bella. Hermione cooperated with him and shivered exaggeratedly. The Dark Lord snorted coldly and lowered his wand.
Nagenoch did not seem to notice that his brethren were frozen in place. After making a respectful gesture to the Dark Lord and Bella, he continued to lead the way into the dark tunnel.
Finally, after turning a corner, the scene inside made them stop abruptly.
A huge pale Fire Dragon was tied to the ground in front of them, preventing them from approaching the four or five deepest vaults. The previous commotion was obviously caused by this creature.
The dragon in front of them was very old, or rather, unhealthy. Its bones were covered with withered skin. Many of its scales had fallen off due to being confined underground for many years, and the exposed flesh was suffering from skin diseases. Some of the rolled skin had festered and turned black, and the mottled skin looked very ugly.
Moreover, the fire dragon's eyes were a turbid and abnormal pink. Both of its hind legs were heavily shackled. The thick chains on the shackles had been embedded into its flesh for a long time. The black bloodstains on the chains were proof of the pain it had suffered.
Sensing that someone was approaching, the Fire Dragon turned its ugly head towards them. It let out a loud roar that made the stones tremble. It opened its mouth and spat out a gust of fire, but it did not aim at all. Its dragon eyes were not focused at all.
"Compared to the dragons in the Umbrella Dragon Breeding Ground, it's really miserable …" Hermione's angry voice sounded in Allen's mind, but she still kept a cold face and raised her chin, as if the scene in front of her could not move her at all. However, her voice in Allen's mind was a little choked up. "Too cruel, this is torture."
As if knowing that it had made a mistake, the Fire Dragon let out an even more brutal roar. The Lord Voldemort's scarlet eyes fell on Nagenoch. This made the sprite shiver involuntarily.
"Ah, The Dark Lord, its eyes are not working, and this makes its temper worse … Please allow me to use a little something. This is a ding-dong … Conditioned reflex, it will be obedient." Nagenoch took out a small metal tool from the small bag it carried with it. When it shook it, it made a loud and clear sound, like a small hammer hitting an anvil. "Look, it can be controlled."
Hearing the sound, the Fire Dragon let out a hoarse cry and trembled as it retreated. The reptilian face of the Fire Dragon even showed a somewhat human-like expression of fear.
"Allen, look at the terrible scars on its face!" Hermione's voice sounded in Allen's mind again. Her fingertips were already digging into her palms to control her anger. "It must have been trained to know that a fiery sword is coming when it hears a ding-dong. That's why it retreated like this."
"I'll inform Auntie now. When we go out later, I'll ask her to cooperate with us." Allen calmly comforted Hermione and promised her. In fact, he was also a little annoyed by the sprites' behavior. It was inevitable that the Umbrella Dragon Breeding Ground would kill the Fire Dragon to obtain materials, but at least the process was hypocritically similar to the Muggle process, making it more "humane".
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