Chapter 1310

"Is that the body of an elf?" Ron shouted in disbelief, "It's true..."

"Maybe." Fan Lin glanced at it, but this seemed to anger Griphook.

"That's not your property!" Griphook said coldly, "This is..."

"Bellatrix is ​​dead." Fan Lin said, lowering his head and no longer looking at other things in the vault.

"Let's find Hufflepuff's golden cup first." Fan Lin frowned. He had mentioned Hufflepuff's cup to Ron and Hermione, but no one could guarantee whether there were others in the hole. what.

Just like the corpses placed aside that were uncertain whether they were elves or not, Fan Lin knew almost nothing about this place except Hufflepuff's golden cup.

But in fact, they didn't have time to examine the vault carefully, because with a muffled sound behind them, the door closed, and they were locked in the cave and plunged into darkness.

"Don't panic, Borg will take us out!" Griphook said immediately after hearing Ron's scream.

"Light your wands, what are you waiting for? Besides, Ron, we are pressed for time!!"

"Fluorescence!" Fan Lin lit up his wand, and looked around the cave with the light: sparkling gems were scattered everywhere, and in the most conspicuous place, Fan Lin saw the fake grid. The sword of Leffendor was placed on a high shelf together with some luxurious gems.

In Bellatrix's eyes, the Sword of Gryffindor was a perfect work of art.

Ron and Hermione also lit their wands at this time and began to examine the items scattered around them.

"Fan Lin, do you think this is...? Ah!" Hermione screamed in pain. Fan Lin just had time to point the wand at her and saw a jeweled cup fall from her hand.

Just like splitting, the cup split quickly as soon as it touched the ground. After a while, the floor was covered with identical cups emerging from all directions. As for the original one, it was long gone.

"Burned me to death!" Hermione moaned, sucking on her burned fingers.

"Be careful!" Fan Lin said, pulling Hermione behind him to prevent the girl from touching the split gem cups.

"They have all been cast on the Iron Fire Curse, the Splitting Curse and the Unforgivable Curse!" Griphook said. "Everything you touch becomes hot and copies itself quickly, but those copies are worthless...and if you try to continue stealing those treasures, you will eventually be copied in large numbers by those who They were crushed alive in the cave with gold and silver jewelry!”

"Is there any way?" Fan Lin said, taking a look at the other treasures in the cave.

He was not Harry, and Fanlin had no special perception of Hufflepuff's golden cup. It was undoubtedly very difficult to find a Horcrux without touching unnecessary items.

"You can give it a try." The goblin said coldly, his eyes full of ridicule towards them.

Fanlin paused and tried to use the spell-breaking technique to remove the magic arranged in the cave.

But in fact, Gringotts is indeed worthy of its name as the only wizarding bank. It can allow those ancient families to safely hand over their properties to goblins for preservation. When it comes to the defense of the vault, Gringotts is far better than others. of better.

The moment the door of the vault closed, Fan Lin could clearly feel the restrictions on magic from the surrounding space. Even slightly more powerful magic could not be used, let alone remove the defensive spell imposed on the property.

Fan Lin activated the Philosopher's Stone and tried his best to dispel the magic on the golden cup that Hermione had held before.

"No!" Fan Lin shook his head and picked up the cup Hermione had held before. "The effects of magic are suppressed here."

"It surprises me. You are indeed a powerful wizard." Griphook looked at Fanlin and became silent. Then Griphook's tone changed, "The property here is protected by fairies."

"Okay! Be careful, don't touch anything again!" Fan Lin immediately answered, but at the same time, Ron's foot accidentally kicked a bottle on the ground, and then more than twenty bottles were thrown at Ron's feet. The edge exploded, Ron was so burned that he jumped, and a piece of one of his shoes was burned off by the hot metal.

"Stand there, don't move!" Fan Lin grabbed Ron and shouted at him.

"Be careful!" Fan Lin said, "Remember, the cup is small, golden, with a badger carved on it, and has two handles. In addition, there must be the Ravenclaw mark on the cup. , that eagle... I don't think Hufflepuff would like a cup studded with jewels. For a person who can contribute his wealth to Hogwarts, I don't think Hufflepuff's gold cup might be suitable. It will be very luxurious..."

"Okay!" Hermione nodded.

"careful!"

They pointed their wands at every nook and cranny in the rock, searching each spot carefully.

However, it's really impossible to do this without touching anything.

Fan Lin tried to use magic to induce the separation of the treasures, but there was no feedback at all from the treasures in the cave.

Helpless, Fan Lin had to use his wand to pick out things that might be golden cups, but the result was that Fan Lin added a large group of fake replica gold cups to the pile of cups on the ground.

There was now almost no room for them to stay, and the growing gold was heating up with the temperature, so that the vault was now like a roaring furnace.

Fan Lin tried to induce some water to freeze to cool down, but in fact, although this was just a cave, it was a confined space tightly sealed by magic.

There was too little water around him. Even if he spent a lot of magic power, Fan Lin couldn't create more out of nothing.

But this is really not the way to go.

Maybe Bella would put the golden cup in the deepest place. Undoubtedly, that is the safest place, because it needs to be guarded by a large area of ​​treasure, and with Bellatrix's worship of Voldemort, even a piece of Tom's clothing Fanlin would also think that Bella would treasure the robe that she had worn like a treasure.

Thinking of this, Fan Lin shook his wand. For a moment, it was like a bright moon rising. The light from the wand passed over the shield and the goblin helmet and fell on the bed that was as high as the ceiling.

He let the beam of light rise higher and higher until suddenly it hit something that made his hands tremble and his heart beat.

That was definitely Hufflepuff's golden cup, because it was so conspicuous, at the top of a hill made of gold galleons and countless treasures.

Can you say, unique?

"It's there, up there!" Ron and Hermione also pointed their wands there. The small golden cup was illuminated by beams of light from three directions. The cup that once belonged to Helga Hufflepuff, It was later passed to Hezibah Smith, and then Tom Riddle stole it from her.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" Fan Lin nodded, "That is definitely Hufflepuff's golden cup. I can guarantee that Bellatrix will definitely do that."

"But without touching anything... how are we going to get the cup?" Ron asked.

"Flying cups!" shouted Hermione, who in her frustration had completely forgotten what Griphook had said while they were planning.

"It's useless, it's useless!" the goblin said with a sneer.

"Now is not the time to make sarcastic remarks, Griphook!" Fan Lin looked at Griphook with an unkind expression, "If you still want the sword, Griphook, you should help us more... Wait! I might be able to Touch these things with your sword!"

"What?"

"The Sword of Gryffindor!" Fan Lin said quickly. The Sword of Gryffindor is a product made by goblins, and the treasure house established by goblins will obviously not embarrass the goblins. Moreover, the Sword of Gryffindor can absorb A power more powerful than that, if it is really effective...

Hermione fumbled in her robes, took out her bead bag, rummaged through it for a while, and then pulled out a gleaming golden sword.

Fanlin grabbed the crimson hilt and tried to touch the top of a silver jug ​​with the blade. It turned out that it did not turn into many.

And very intuitively, Fan Lin felt that there was something extra on the Sword of Gryffindor, maybe an iron fire curse?

Fan Lin is familiar with this spell. It is a favorite choice for many enchanted weapons. It fits well with metal. Moreover, the Sword of Gryffindor originally did not have this spell.

"But even if I can stab the handle of the cup with my sword, how can I get up there?" The hill where the cup is stored is too high and no one can reach it, including Ron, the tallest among them.

The heat radiated from the enchanted treasure set off waves of heat. Fan Lin desperately thought about how to get the cup, sweat pouring down his face and back.

At this time, they heard the dragon's roar on the other side of the vault door, and the clanking sound became louder and louder. They are truly trapped now: the door is the only way out, and a horde of goblins seems to be coming from the other side.

An emotion called fear spread. Apparently, they had delayed a little too long.

"I can't build a high platform," Fan Lin said, using only a little water to extend the length of the Sword of Gryffindor, but Fan Lin still couldn't reach him.

In fact, Fan Lin also thought about using magic to fly over, but just like the previous state, the treasure house suppressed magic too seriously.

"Hermione," Fan Lin, the tinkling sound was getting closer, "help me..."

"how?"

"Help me fly!" Fan Lin said, "I can't help it myself!"

Hermione paused, pointed the wand at Fan Lin, and put the floating spell on Fan Lin's body. It might not be difficult to put it outside, but here, Hermione seemed to be particularly struggling. Fan Lin just felt that his body was slightly Dragged a little distance.

"Oh, Ron!"

Fan Lin shouted, Ron pointed with his wand, and Hermione also increased the magic output.

Suddenly, Fan Lin's body flew up, but the magic spells of the two people were a little uncoordinated. Fan Lin uncontrollably hit the armor next to him, and then, like dominoes, the surrounding treasures fell to the ground. , and then began to copy on a large scale, the iron fire curse raised the surrounding temperature to a level that humans could not bear in an instant.

"Come on!" Fan Lin said, enduring the pain caused by the gold coins hitting his body, he thrust forward fiercely, and the Sword of Gryffindor directly picked up Hufflepuff's golden cup.

"Waterproof!" Hermione was screaming as she tried to protect herself, Ron and the goblins from the burning metal.

A miserable scream made Fan Lin look down: Ron and Hermione were trapped in treasure up to their waists. They struggled to hold Bolg back against the rising tide of treasure. However, Griphook quickly disappeared from sight, and only a few of his fingertips could be seen.

"Hermione!" Fan Lin didn't care much. A burst of impact spread from the wand. In a short time, Fan Lin cleared a small area and successfully rescued Hermione and Ron.

Then, Fan Lin grabbed Griphook's fingers and pulled hard, and the goblin with blisters all over his body was immediately pulled out, howling continuously.

"Stop the curse!" Fan Lin shouted. After a loud noise, he and Griphook landed on the swelling pile of treasures. The hot metal made Fanlin let go of the Sword of Gryffindor in an instant.

"Where is the sword!!" Fan Lin yelled as he endured the burning of the hot metal. Griphook climbed up onto his shoulders again, determined to avoid the swelling hot metal.

There was a deafening clang on the other side of the door, but it was too late...

"Deal!" Griphook yelled, Fan Lin ignored him, he just wanted to get rid of this damn goblin.

However, Fanlin still underestimated the extent of Griphook's dedication to the Sword of Gryffindor, to the point where he didn't even care about his own burnt body.

"There!!" It was Griphook who saw it, and it was Griphook who shouted with all his strength.

Griphook tightly grasped a bunch of Fan Lin's hair with one hand to prevent him from falling into the rising sea of ​​gold. At the same time, he held the hilt of the sword and raised it out of Fan Lin's reach and waved it.

Immediately, the small golden cup hanging on the hilt slipped out of the sword and was thrown into the air.

Griphook was riding on Fan Lin's shoulders, and Fan Lin suddenly squatted down to grab the golden cup. He could feel his flesh being burned, and even countless Hufflepuff cups burst out from his fists. Didn't let go either.

At this time, the door of the vault opened again, and Fan Lin couldn't help but slide along with Ron and Hermione to another room along the expanding hot gold and silver tide. Fanlin didn't seem to feel the pain of being burned all over his body and didn't care about the treasure that was still expanding crazily. Instead, he stuffed the cup into his pocket and reached out to grab the sword, but Griphook had already escaped.

As soon as he slipped off Fan Lin's shoulders, he waved his long sword and shouted to the surrounding elves in the torrent of treasures: "There is a thief! Catch the thief! Come and catch the thief!!"

It rushed into the crowded group of elves at the front... and quite literally, all the elves raised their daggers and accepted him without hesitation.

Fanlin slid down the hot metal and struggled to regain his footing. He realized that passing through the group of goblins was the only way out.

"You must pay the price, Griphook!" Fan Lin roared, and as the door of the vault opened, the surrounding oppression was lifted in an instant.

Regardless of the burns on his body, Fanlin immediately started to fight back!

"Get away!" Fan Lin roared angrily, and a stream of water shot from a distance instantly broke through to Fan Lin's side. He didn't care whether these goblins would die, Fan Lin just wanted to keep Griphook!

This damn goblin wanted to keep them forever at the last moment!

"Die!" Fan Lin looked at the pull ring at the end of the passage from a distance. An ice arrow instantly shot into the large army of goblins. It penetrated the bodies of several goblins and finally, with a huge impact, , the ice arrow penetrated Griphook's body, but unfortunately, in the panic, Griphook hit the ice arrow with the Sword of Gryffindor, so the ice arrow took Griphook and the Sword of Gryffindor with him. The sword immediately rushed down the cliff next to it!

"Damn!" Ron also noticed, but the three of them had no time to care about Griphook.

Fan Lin didn't really care about the disappearance of the Sword of Gryffindor. As long as he returned to Hogwarts, the Sorting Hat would definitely be able to get the sword back. However, the goblins at the moment were a problem.

Ron and Hermione also joined the fight.

One after another red light mixed with countless ice arrows shot at the goblins. Some goblins fell, but others who were defended continued to move forward.

These goblins did not have wands, otherwise the three of them would have fallen down by this time. But what was worse was that Fan Lin saw some wizard guards running from the corner.

The dragon's head was raised high, and it roared and sprayed flames on the heads of the goblins. The wizards crowded and fled back to the way they came.

An inspiration or crazy idea came into Fan Lin's mind. He pointed his wand at the thick iron chain that tied the dragon to the ground. When he touched it, the iron chain broke into two pieces with a huge sound accompanied by the light of fire.

"Go this way!!" Fan Lin shouted, directing more water to form a thick ice wall in a section of the channel to block the subsequent wizards.

It was simply unrealistic to rush out head-on. Even with the support of the magic stone, Fanlin could not withstand the attacks of countless wizards.

"Fan Lin! What are you doing??" Hermione screamed.

But Fan Lin just used his wand to block the flying magic, and then climbed up the dragon.

"Stand up, climb up, hurry up!!"

The dragon obviously didn't realize that freedom was so close. It can be said that if it hadn't had some problems with its eyesight, Fanlin wouldn't have dared to take advantage of the dragon.

Fanlin stepped on the dragon's legs and climbed onto its back. The dragon's scales were as hard as iron, so much so that it didn't feel Fan Lin's movements.

Fan Lin couldn't help but stretched out his arm to pull Hermione up, and Ron also climbed up behind them.

Then, Fan Lin used his mental power to stab the giant dragon in the mind. The heartbreaking pain almost made Fan Lin faint.

He uses a lot of magic, and he also brutally uses human brains to stimulate an adult dragon?

The stinging pain caused the giant dragon to flap its wings conditionedly, and the dragon's breath burned the ground. However, Fan Lin still passed on the consciousness of freedom. The dragon's wisdom was not low. Fan Lin's simple and crude message reached It's enough.

Perhaps the long-term oppression made the dragon angry. It roared and stood up. When it spread its wings, Fanlin used his knees to clamp the gap of the dragon scales as much as possible.

Can this dragon really lead them out?

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