Chapter 1,307

"What do you mean?" Fan Lin looked at Bill in surprise. For Fan Lin, they had already negotiated with the goblin. Even with Griphook's greed, breaking the deal was not something the goblin could do. If not, In this way, Gringotts will be the wizard who calls the shots.

"We're talking about two different species," Bill said. "Wizards and goblins have been doing business for centuries... as long as magic has existed. There have been faults on both sides, and I'll never say that. Wizards are innocent. However, goblins have the concept of goblins, and Gringotts prefers them. Wizards are not trustworthy when it comes to gold, silver and property, and they do not respect the ownership of goblins at all."

"Is there any difference..." Fan Lin said. Naturally, Fan Lin also knew the greed of the goblin, but in fact, it was clear that Fan Lin did not have a say in what the goblin could do for his property.

But Bill shook his head, "You don't understand, Fanlin, no one can understand except those who live with goblins. For goblins, the ownership of an item belongs to its maker, not the buyer. In In the eyes of goblins, what they make is theirs.”

"But the thing was bought..."

"...Then it will be considered rented for money. Their attitude towards things made by goblins is very different from wizards. You also saw Griphook's face when he saw the crown. He didn't care at all. Agree with our idea. I believe he wants to return the crown to the goblin who made it immediately. They think that if we take possession of the goblin's things and pass them on from generation to generation without paying, we are almost like thieves."

"I have to admit, this is indeed very... goblin..." Fan Lin was speechless. He had always heard that goblins were unusually stubborn about property, and Griphook gave up the vampire's holy weapon and chose Gryffindor. Sword, I have to admit that in normal times, the value of these two is definitely not worth waiting for, and the person who made this decision must have some problems.

In this way, all Fan Lin's doubts about the goblin's choice were dispelled.

"Don't worry, I have experience." Fan Lin said with a smile and patted Bill on the shoulder.

Today was not without gain. On the one hand, he became the godfather of a little werewolf, and on the other hand, he received a warning about goblins.

However, the plan to destroy the last Horcrux was also put on the agenda, but this time Harry couldn't come with him.

They had to be more pressing. Harry was the last one. In fact, Fanlin wanted to go to Dumbledore after doing everything he could.

He had to go, and Malfoy.

Malfoy has not contacted him for a long time, but there is no big movement outside. According to the news from the Order of the Phoenix, the Death Eaters have made no new moves.

It seemed that Lucius did a perfect job and he didn't want to cause trouble for himself, but this was not what Fanlin expected. He needed Lucius to do more.

However, Fan Lin has no time to pay attention to it for the time being. Harry has been unable to wake up for a long time, and Fan Lin is not sure how long Lucius can hide it. Once time passes, Bellatrix's identity will no longer be needed. , and then we have to fight in from outside Gringotts?

That's no different from dying. Fan Lin is not Tom, and they don't have a younger brother like Bella.

In fact, Fanlin's plan was made and prepared; in the smallest bedroom, a long, thick black hair was curled and stuffed into a small glass bottle on the mantelpiece.

"At that time, you will use her wand," Fan Lin said, nodding towards the walnut wand in front of him, "so I think the disguise will be quite successful."

This made Hermione look at the wand in horror, as if the wand would sting her and hit her if she picked it up.

"I hate this thing," she whispered, "I really hate this thing. It feels totally wrong, it doesn't fit me at all...it has a sense of her in it."

"You can try to imitate her, Hermione... After all, neither Ron nor I can do anything about the voice..." Fan Lin said with some difficulty, "You can imply that you are Bellatrix..."

Fan Lin tried to persuade Hermione to use Bella's wand just like he persuaded Harry at that time. The wand is the identity of a wizard, isn't it? Just relying on the key won't do it.

"This should help you get into the role quickly," Ron also said, "Think about what this wand has done before!"

"That's exactly the problem," Hermione said. "It was this wand that tortured Neville's parents. It also did this to God knows who. It's definitely a lot of people who died from this wand."

Fan Lin shook his head, this was indeed a bit embarrassing for Hermione.

Asking a normal person to imitate a mentally challenged witch?

"When we get in, you can give the wand to Ron." Fan Lin said, he only got back the wands belonging to a few of them. As for Ron's... Ron was imprisoned for at least a month. Ron's wand had long been destroyed.

"Actually, I also want a new wand." Ron said a little depressed. Mr. Ollivander just sent Luna a new wand in the morning, which made Ron very envious.

Now, in the afternoon sunshine, Luna was testing its capabilities on the grass in the backyard. Dean looked at her depressed because his wand had been lost by the snatchers.

"I'll make one for you and Harry later. Of course, you'll pay for the materials..."

"Oh my god, I don't know how expensive your stuff is, damn alchemist..."

The bedroom door opened and Griphook walked in. Vanlin subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled Jian closer to him, but he immediately regretted his reaction. He found that the goblin noticed his action, and in order to cover up this embarrassing moment, he said: "Griphook, we are making final preparations. We have told Bill and Fleur that we are leaving tomorrow, and told them not to get up to see us off."

They have reached a consensus: let Bill and Fleur know as little about this as possible. Because Hermione will turn into Bellatrix before leaving. The less Bill and Fleur know or guess about what they are going to do, the better.

And they also explained that they will not be back in the short term.

After all, it is safe for Harry to stay here, and most of the Horcruxes have been collected. In fact, Vanlin is thinking about how to get Ron away. After Gringotts, Vanlin plans to go to Dumbledore with Hermione.

Since they had lost Perkins' old tent when they were being chased by the Marauders, Bill had lent them another one.

It was now in the beaded bag... Hermione had stuffed it into her socks to avoid the Marauders' search, and Vanlin was impressed.

Although he would miss Bill, Fleur, Harry, Luna and Dean very much, not to mention the comfortable home life they had not enjoyed for two weeks, he still wanted to escape from the Shell Cottage that imprisoned him. He was tired of always checking whether anyone was eavesdropping, and he was tired of being locked up in a small, dark bedroom. More importantly, he wanted to get rid of Griphook. In any case, how and when to get rid of the goblin's control without handing over the sword to Llanfendor had indeed become a problem that Vanlin could not solve.

Just like the wizard's magic circle could not stop Dobby, strictly speaking, Dobby was just a degenerated goblin cousin.

Griphook was more powerful than Dobby, whether in terms of knowledge or magic, the magic Vanlin had learned was aimed at wizards, even the Hogwarts teaching was no exception.

Who would care about the humble house elf?

Didn't Voldemort have no defense against Kreacher? Kreacher could Apparate at will in the place where the Horcruxes were placed?

Anyway, Vanlin still didn't have a good special magic to prevent the goblins.

And it was almost impossible for them to decide what to do next, because the goblins never left Vanlin, Ron and Hermione alone for more than five minutes each time, and no one knew what Griphook was planning. However, after Bill's reminder, Vanlin made up his mind. If Griphook really did something, the first person to regret it would definitely be Griphook, not himself.

"He can teach my mother a lesson!" Ron roared, and the goblin's long fingers kept swinging at the door.

It seemed that Ron was the first one to be driven crazy. Not long after being rescued, Ron returned to the state before they separated. Although he became more silent and mature, the problem of changing one's nature was still very prominent.

But Vanlin slept very badly that night.

All through the first half of the night, Valin had been tossing and turning, finding the courage he had felt when Valin first spoke to Dumbledore: remembering the determination, even a little excitement. He was now experiencing the anxiety that came with constant doubt: he could not shake the fear that things would go wrong. He kept telling himself that their plan was great, that Griphook knew what they were facing, that they were fully prepared to face any difficulties they might encounter, but he still felt uneasy.

Once or twice, Valin heard Ron turning over and knew that he was awake, but since he shared a bedroom with Dean, Valin said nothing.

It was a relief for them when six o'clock in the morning finally arrived. They crawled out of their sleeping bags, dressed in the dim light, and tiptoed into the garden, where they joined Hermione and Griphook.

Although the dawn was a little cold, it was May and the wind was light.

Valin looked up and saw that the stars were still glimmering in the dark night sky; he listened to the sound of the tide washing over the rock wall... He would miss this sound.

Bill's cabin is definitely a spiritual sustenance. They have been hiding here for several months. They have never felt safe here before, so that Fanlin's tense nerves have relaxed a little.

But now, Fanlin has to sort out his mood.

It is a good thing that Harry stays here. The final result is too cruel for Harry. After gaining the power of the god of death, Fanlin has no way to determine whether the previous plan can still work. In fact, now, they can't even trust the invisibility cloak, right?

There was a sound of a door opening behind him. Fanlin looked up and looked around. Bellatrix Lestrange, accompanied by Griphook, strode towards them across the grass.

While walking, she stuffed a small beaded bag into the inner pocket of the old robe they brought from Grimmauld Place.

Although Fanlin knew clearly that this was actually Hermione, he still couldn't help but feel a little nervous. If he hadn't attacked Bella by surprise, if the power of divinity hadn't resisted the curse of death, Bella would definitely be more difficult than Fanlin imagined.

However, what made Vanlin feel awkward was that Hermione was now taller than him. Although Vanlin was still growing, the speed was indeed a little slower.

Her long black hair fluttered behind her head, and her thick-lidded eyes stared at Vanlin with contempt, and then she spoke, and Vanlin heard Hermione speaking in the voice of Bellatrix.

"She looks more disgusting than Gordigan! Well, Ron, come here, let me do it for you..."

"Okay, but remember, I hate too long beards."

"Oh, for God's sake, now is not the time to discuss handsomeness."

"Not like that, it blocks my mouth! I hope my nose can be shorter, try again, okay, just one last time." Hermione sighed and began to cast a spell, muttering to herself while deforming Ron's face. He will be completely disguised, and they believe that the evil aura of Bellatrix will protect him.

And Vanlin and Griphook will hide under the invisibility cloak.

Giving Griphook to Ron did not reassure Vanlin at all. God knows what this damn goblin will do. Will he be the second Peter Pettigrew?

"Hey," Hermione said, "How does he look, Vanlin?"

Ron was almost unrecognizable in his disguise, leaving only a little shadow.

But that might be because they knew Ron too well.

Ron's hair was now long and curly, his face was full of brown beard, his freckles disappeared, and he had a short and fat nose and a pair of thick eyebrows.

"Well, he's not my type, but others will definitely not recognize him," Vanlin said, touching his nose. He wanted to pull Hermione's hand, but looking at Bellatrix's face, such a move still made Vanlin feel very... embarrassed?

"Can we leave now?" Vanlin had to ask.

The three of them looked back at Shell Cottage, which looked dark and quiet under the starry night sky. Then they turned and walked to the sharp corner outside the fence, where the Fidelius Charm was invalid and they could Apparate.

"I hope Harry can get better soon." Hermione said with some melancholy. It was Harry who initiated the action, but with Voldemort's change...

"He will." Vanlin said, "Let's go. It will be troublesome if Luna and the others see us."

Nodding, several people walked out without looking back.

As soon as they passed the door, Griphook said, "I think I have to climb onto your shoulders, Vanlin. Al."

Vanlin bent down, and the goblin climbed onto his back. His hands reached forward and wrapped around Vanlin's throat. He was not heavy, but Vanlin did not like goblins, and did not like goblins to cling to him tightly, especially Griphook's hands could only wrap around his throat, which made him feel threatened by the goblin.

Hermione pulled out the invisibility cloak from her beaded bag and lifted it up to cover them.

"It's perfect," she said, bending down to check Vanlin's steps, "I can't see anything, so let's go."

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