Chapter 1,305

Did Godric snatch the Sword of Gryffindor?

Fanlin couldn't believe it, but even so, it was Godric Gryffindor who got it by his own strength, and it had nothing to do with the goblins now, strictly speaking?

But now Griphook's attitude is very bad, and Fanlin can't control him with the Imperius Curse, because many doors of Gringotts require goblin-specific magic to open.

But the problem is, how can a person who has lost his subjective consciousness release such precise magic? The slow perception cannot control the magic power, especially the difference between goblins and wizards. Fanlin can't learn the innate ability at all, otherwise there would be no need for Griphook to help.

This makes Fanlin feel very tricky. Griphook is really not very good. It can be said that he is pushing his nose and face?

"We need to discuss it, Griphook, if possible, can you give us a few minutes?" Fanlin frowned, not very happy with Griphook's request.

Fanlin saw the greed of the goblin, just like all the goblins in Gringotts he had come into contact with, the obsession with treasures and wealth is incomprehensible to ordinary people.

The goblin nodded, looking a little sourly at the stairs in the empty living room.

Vanlin walked to the fire, frowned, and tried to think about what to do.

Give Gryffindor's sword to Griphook on behalf of Harry?

In fact, if it weren't for the reputation of the Order of the Phoenix, or more precisely, their position, it would be easy and pleasant to cast a spell.

However, Griphook's attitude angered Ron, "What a joke, we can't give him the sword."

"But is it true?" Ron asked, "Was the sword stolen by Godric Gryffindor?"

"I don't know," Hermione said in despair, "The history of magic always omits what wizards did to other magical races, but I don't know any records that say Gryffindor's sword was stolen."

"This must be a lie of the goblin," said Ron, "One "I'm lucky he didn't ask us for our wands."

"Goblins have every reason to hate wizards, Ron." Hermione said. "They used to be treated worse than pigs and dogs."

"Goblins are just furry little guys, aren't they?" Ron said. "They killed a lot of us. Their fighting methods are really despicable."

"But Griphook doesn't care about that. No one can look at things about themselves fairly. Arguing with Griphook about whose race is more despicable and violent won't make him more willing to help us, right?" Vanlin said, waving his hand.

They were all silent, trying to find a way to solve the problem.

Hermione would definitely not agree with her approach. She would just carry Griphook to Gringotts and control him with magic.

They are not Death Eaters. This is not decent at all.

Suddenly, Vanlin envied Luna a little. After leaving the Malfoys, Luna returned to her carefree state.

Is this a talent?

"Okay," Ron suddenly said. Vanlin retracted his gaze from the window to Luna and turned to face him. "How about this? We tell Griphook that we all need that sword before we enter the vault, and then give it to him. But the one there is a fake one, how about that? We switch the packages and give him the fake one."

"Ron, he can tell the real from the fake better than us!" Hermione said, "He is the only one who knows it has been swapped!"

"Yes, but we can switch the packages before he realizes..." Ron met Hermione's gaze with a guilty conscience.

"To do that," she said calmly, "is very despicable. Ask him for help and deceive him? Do you know why goblins don't like wizards, Ron?"

Ron's face was red to the roots of his ears.

"Okay, okay! This is the only way I can think of! What do you have in mind?"

"We have to give him something else, something of equal value."

"Ha, smart. Then I'll find another ancient sword made by goblins, and you can package it~" They were silent again.

Fanlin was sure that the goblins wanted nothing but the sword, even if they gave him something of equal value.

Fanlin closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the waves outside the window.

Fanlin had some experience with the goblins' greed. Fanlin didn't want to consider whether the Sword of Gryffindor was stolen by Godric Gryffindor. No matter what happened in the past, it had nothing to do with the present, right?

Now it was just that the goblins wanted the sword, so they threatened them by wanting to break into Gringotts. This was just a deal.

"We can give him the sword." Fanlin suddenly said as he opened his eyes.

"What? Are you crazy? That's the Sword of Gryffindor, the only way we can destroy Horcruxes..."

"No, no, no, it's just a sword." Fan Lin shook his head, "There are many ways to destroy Horcruxes, such as the fangs of the basilisk, but the Sword of Gryffindor is the simplest one."

"But, that's the Sword of Gryffindor..." Ron muttered, "Are we just going to give it to Griphook?"

"We must rely on Griphook to enter Gringotts," Fan Lin said, "Otherwise, even if we have the key, we may not be able to open the door of the vault. That's Gringotts, and almost all wizards will put their things there. To be precise, if they didn't have a top wizard in charge, it would definitely be the safest place in the world."

"But, are you really going to give this sword to him?" Hermione said, "I thought you were going to threaten Griphook..."

"Well……"

Fan Lin was speechless, this was so embarrassing.

"I...I did think so, but in fact, for thousands of years, countless fairies have wanted to get this sword back, right?" Fan Lin said, "Of course, I don't believe that fairies have any influence on history. The past is the past, and we cannot confuse it with the present, but it is worth noting that the Sword of Gryffindor has still been kept in the principal's office at Hogwarts for such a long time, right?"

"I remembered, it was that magic!" Ron suddenly said, "Godric cast a magic on it."

"I don't think goblins can destroy this magic, at least, Griphook can't." Fan Lin said, "Although that magic may not be easy to use, in fact, both Harry and I have successfully used it. Yes, and we agreed to give the Sword of Gryffindor to Griphook, but the specific time and how to hand it over to him is up to us, right?"

"Fan Lin, we can't..."

"He can get it," Fan Lin continued, "after we use it to deal with all the Horcruxes. I guarantee that he can get the sword only then. I keep my word."

"But that could be years later!" said Hermione.

"I know, but he doesn't know. It's not like I'm lying." Fan Lin smiled and looked at Hermione's face.

"I don't like this idea," Hermione said.

"I don't like it either, not very much." Fan Lin admitted, "But what if it's given to him? Only Gryffindors can use the Sword of Gryffindor. This rule has never been true since the school was founded. Never broken."

"But I think it's a great idea," Ron stood up. "Let's go talk to him."

"Of course!" Fan Lin nodded, and the three of them returned to the hut together. Without Harry, they felt that something was always missing.

…

Griphook was still sitting on the bed, watching Fan Lin and others walk in with an indifferent expression.

"Aren't you going to change your mind?" Fan Lin asked, pulling Hermione aside to sit down. It looked like a negotiation, but the current occasion was not very rigorous.

"I want that sword!" The goblin pointed with his hand, and the meaning was self-evident.

"What if I exchange this for it?" Fan Lin said, stretched out his hand, and a ring with a strange red glow fell into his palm, and then dimmed again. Looking carefully at the ring, it seemed to have a layer of blood on it. Something is flowing.

"This is……"

"You can take a closer look. After all, Dumbledore did not leave the Sword of Gryffindor to me. Its owner is Harry, but Harry has not woken up."

"This is..." Griphook ignored Fanlin's words. In his opinion, to put it bluntly, these were all farts.

Now it is obvious that Fan Lin is calling the shots in this small team.

"This is...a coat of arms? Did you do it? This doesn't look like a human wizard's technique."

"I am a disciple of Nicoléme, but unfortunately, this is not made by me. In fact, this ring is even much older than the history of Gringotts."

"Vampire? This is not friendly at all." The goblin said, but he didn't mean to look away at all.

The greed in his eyes was barely concealed.

"I think you should have heard of the vampire's holy weapon. It is much more valuable than a sword made by a goblin." Fan Lin said lightly, his eyes casually scanning Grihuan's face.

"We can make another deal. Tell us what you want, and I can exchange it for this ring!"

"Exchange? What can you give me, Gringotts?" Fan Lin smiled softly, hooked his finger, and the soul ring was put back on Fan Lin's finger without being controlled by the goblin, "I'm sorry, Your current value is not enough to pay for either of these two things, but you seized an opportunity very well. I don't have time to find a sensible goblin to take us into Gringotts."

"No goblin would do this." Griphook said in a deep voice, his eyes still fixed on the soul ring that Fan Lin had put on his finger.

"Say your decision, goblin, and help us enter Gringotts. You can get one of these two, the soul ring or the sword of Gryffindor."

"Can I do both?"

"I'm sorry, in my opinion, you don't deserve anything." Fan Lin shook his head. This attitude seemed to anger Griphook. His black eyes kept looking at Fan Lin, as if he was considering the possibility of robbery.

But in the end, Griphook gave up. The wizard who could rush out of Malfoy Castle was not something he could fight against.

"Okay, a tempting choice." Griphook mused, "This makes me very embarrassed."

"My patience is limited, goblin."

"Okay... I want that sword." Griphook's eyes were still greedy, and he did not give up the ring on Fan Lin's hand.

What if you take out the magic stone?

I'm afraid the goblin will lose his mind instantly?

"I promise you!" Fan Lin also quickly returned.

"I remember what you said, Fanlin El, that means if I help you, you will give me Gryffindor's sword?"

"Yes, I can promise you on behalf of Harry!"

"Deal," said the goblin, holding out his hand. Fan Lin frowned and shook hands with him.

Fan Lin didn't like the goblin's gaze very much.

With a sneer, Fan Lin let go of the goblin's hand, then clapped his palms, "Then, let's get started!"

Just like planning to invade the Ministry of Magic again, with Griphook's choice, they started working in this semi-dark hut.

"I've only been to the Lestrange vault once," Griphook said, "and that time I was asked to put a fake sword in it. It's one of the oldest vaults. The oldest wizarding family. Store their property in the deepest place, where the treasury is the largest and the best protected..."

They stayed in the small closet-like room for hours at a time, and the days felt like weeks.

One problem after another arises that needs to be solved, like their stock of Polyjuice Potion running out.

"There's only enough for one person left," Hermione said, stirring the muddy potion under the light.

"That's enough," Fanlin said, looking at the map of the deepest area drawn by Griphook.

Those who live in the Shell Mansion cannot help but notice what Fan Lin, Hermione and Ron are doing, because they only appear when they are eating.

But no one asked them. Although Fanlin felt that Bill's eyes looking at the three of them at the dinner table were full of thinking and concern, Fanlin did not intend to let Bill participate. In fact, even Ron Fanlin didn't want to involve him. , However, Fanlin didn't intend to reject Ron. After all, he came back to find them later, but because he left the Deluminator behind, no one was there to guide him.

Even if Dumbledore went to the Pole, he had already made their plans clear, saying that Harry was allowed to grow up, and in the end, Dao Jing had to accept the rest at this time.

However, what made Fan Lin feel irritated was that the longer they stayed together, Fan Lin felt that he really didn't like fairies.

Griphook was surprisingly cruel, always mocking their decision to sacrifice as few lives as possible, and always seemed to want to hurt other wizards in order to reach Lestrange's vault.

This made Hermione very dissatisfied with Griphook. In fact, if Hermione were not kind enough, I am afraid that any other witch Griphook would have died.

But they weren't discussing him, they needed Griphook. The goblin just grudgingly eats some of their leftovers. Even though his leg was now healed, he still asked for food to be brought into the hut, just like the still weak Olivid, until Bill (followed by an angry Fleur) came up to say that this could not be done any longer.

After this Griphook joined their crowded table, though he refused to eat the same food, insisting on dead canaries, raw meat, and various fungi.

There is no doubt that this also succeeded in irritating Fleur.

As a French lady, Fleur received a good education. Regardless of etiquette or anything, Fleur's habit of pulling the ring was simply intolerable to Fleur.

Fleur was kind, but that didn't mean she could tolerate a... a freak running amok in her home.

Although the main conflict is still at the dinner table, no matter what the living habits are, goblins are still goblins after all. Different from humans, even though goblins are an integral part of the magic world, the preservation of almost primitive habits still refreshed Fanlin's cognition. .

Survival of the fittest, the laws set by nature are not unreasonable.

But the problem is that Fan Lin needs to bear what Griphook does. For this reason, Furong doesn't even give Fan Lin a good look. Originally, they could give him a hug or something when they met, but now, huh... Furong just doesn't kick him out. Fanlin is very lucky.

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