Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 512 Fairy: Young Master Gu will pay for this loss

Morning, Gringotts.

"Let me in, let me in first."

"Give me back my Galleon, give me back my Galleon."

"The voice is loud!"

"Damn goblins, if you don't give the Pravis family an explanation today, I'll tear down your Gringotts."

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Outside the gates of Gringotts, the beloved necromancer, crowding and screaming.

The sound of cursing and all kinds of dissatisfaction spread throughout Diagon Alley from time to time.

If it weren't for the large number of Aurors holding magic wands watching, I'm afraid some impatient necromancers would have already made a move.

Fortunately, there are no goblins outside the gate of the ancients. Even if they bite, they will be provoked to attack.

It's really hateful.

They have worked hard to accumulate wealth for many years and believe in Gringotts' reputation as the world's number one and safest.

In the end, the safest thing was robbed.

Damn the goblin, the broken corpse Wan Duan Ye couldn't offset their anger at losing their wealth.

In the current situation, although the newspapers have been emphasizing that Gullinger will compensate everyone for their losses.

But as long as their brains are not in the water, normal people know that there may be compensation, but how can it be better than the loss of gold galleons and wealth they lost?

Even, this compensation may be robbed by those pure blood families.

When will these common necromancers stand up? When can I get back what belongs to me?

Disappointment is building up, anger is swelling.

Then

Click! Click! Click!

With the sound of clicking, the door of Gringotts slowly opened.

Two figures, one tall and one short, walked out of it.

Seeing a familiar face, the originally angry necromancers froze for a moment, and wiped their eyes, as if they couldn't believe it. ,

"Gideroy Lockhart, what's the matter?"

"Professor Lockhart"

"Principal Kamar-Taj, why are you standing next to the goblin."

"Damn it, I knew, these pureblood necromancers and Gringotts have been colluding."

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The original surprised and puzzled sound was gradually infected by anger again, and there began to be curses at Lockhart and Kamar-Taj.

Lockhart didn't stop him when he heard it, but smiled lightly.

Nothing impresses you more than a slap in the face.

Although the form is different, the effect is the same.

"The voice is loud!"

"Principal Lockhart, why you are standing with Gullinger, you must give us an explanation."

"That's right, that's right, did you corrupt our Golden Gallon?"

"I knew these pure bloods were greedy and used their power to bully others."

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The sound of cursing all over the sky sounded, and the atmosphere seemed to be ignited all of a sudden.

Let the side maintain support, squeeze a sweat in our subconscious hands, ready to seem ready to shoot at any time.

The movement was too great.

At this moment, even they felt a little resentment for Lockhart's appearance.

Originally, the matter was big enough, but in the end, a person with such a reputation like you still ran out and stood at the side of the goblin and Gringotts.

The most hateful thing is to say nothing and let these necromancer's emotions intensify.

Doesn't this make it clear that you are provoking trouble?

The Auror was constantly complaining in his heart, but his face became more and more serious.

When the crowd was excited, suddenly

cough! cough! cough!

A light cough sounded, the sound seemed very slight, but strangely, it clearly spread to the ears of every necromancer present, as if the other party was coughing right next to their ears.

Moreover, this cough sound seemed to carry some kind of magical power, and the original anger seemed to be extracted all of a sudden.

Along with the inner calm, a sense of powerlessness flooded into my heart.

This kind of feeling makes some black necromancers inexplicably think of dementors.

Especially for those who had entered Azkaban, their whole body began to tremble, as if they had discovered something bad.

In an instant, the whole atmosphere suddenly became silent.

At this moment, they remembered that the person opposite was the headmaster of Kamar-Taj, the top necromancer who fought against the Dark Lord Dumbledore.

"I know everyone is very respectful." Lockhart still maintained that familiar gentle tone: "Today is to solve all your worries."

As he spoke, he patted the goblin in Purple beside him, and introduced: "Many necromancers may not be familiar with this."

"He is Harmon, Grand Elder of the Gringotts Goblins."

"We Kamar-Taj, the Ministry of Magic, were also very shocked when we heard about Gringotts this time."

"To be honest, I believe that many necromancers, like us, are a little bit in disbelief."

"Gringotts is the first time in hundreds of years of holding wealth for necromancers that something of this magnitude has gone wrong."

"Kamar-Taj joins forces with Hogwarts, the Ministry of Magic and Gringotts to negotiate a solution to this matter, so that everyone's interests will not be damaged."

"Now, let us listen to the statement of the elder of Gringotts."

As soon as Lockhart finished speaking, the necromancers below instantly boiled over, chattering and discussing.

As the official Ministry of Magic, Hogwarts has a long history, plus its recent claim to fame unites.

This just sounds like it, and its credibility has been improved in a blink of an eye.

Many commoner necromancers looked at Lockhart expectantly, as for the so-called Elf Elder Harmon.

Sorry, if it weren't for these bloody goblins, why would they be here.

Besides, compensation, can you get back everything you lost?

They expressed deep doubts about this.

To be honest, it was an extravagant hope for them to get back half of their savings.

because

Any fool knows that whoever can afford to pay for such a big incident involving the entire necromancer world.

They only hope that, under the control of Kamar-Taj, Hogwarts, and the Ministry of Magic, the pure-bloods will show some face and not go too far.

after all

Various historical experiences tell them that pure blood has never had a face.

Harmon, the former Second Elder and now the First Elder, heard what Lockhart said.

Although his face was expressionless, he did sigh inwardly.

custody!

This conclusive word seems to indicate that the once glorious Gringotts has now been completely reduced to a puppet in the hands of necromancers.

as for myself

Advanced puppets?

Harmon thought bitterly.

But when I think of myself, my many lives, and the other party's promise

Harmon looked at the necromancers who were still discussing, and an apology quietly surfaced on his originally indifferent face.

Then

With an apologetic expression on his face, he suddenly bent down and shouted loudly, "Master necromancers, I'm sorry."

"This time the black necromancer invaded, it was beyond Gringotts' expectations."

"For this reason, we at Gringotts have killed 1,348 goblins in total. Gringotts has been severely damaged, and many important facilities have been devastated."

Having said this, Harmon's voice trembled a little, his face was filled with grief, and his heart was bleeding even more.

The bloody color of the Gringotts Armory can't help but come to mind.

Thousands of magic guns, hundreds of the most elite guardian goblins

All destroyed at once!

"But that's no excuse."

"This time, Gringotts will also bear the loss of all necromancers."

(end of this chapter)