Chapter 235: Kidnapping Veela
Facing opponents who had discarded their wands and had no will to fight, the Aurors stepped forward and apprehended everyone.
While handcuffing them with anti-magic cuffs, they exchanged silent glances.
Their group had come for nothing!
They only used Apparition throughout, and then just watched the show from the sidelines. Their presence didn't really make much difference.
At the same time, they also put themselves in the perspective of these Wizards, and they found that if it were them, facing that kid, it probably wouldn't be any different.
Although these Aurors did not speak, they were all communicating with each other using their own subtle signals.
The main reason was that Ethan was still there, and they dared not discuss it in front of him.
Even if what they said wasn't bad, it was still the same; Ethan's oppressive presence was simply too strong for them.
It made them dare not act presumptuously in front of Ethan.
Before long, all the Wizards involved were apprehended.
Upon tallying the survivors, there were only over twenty people left.
First, a batch was lost during the internal conflict.
Ethan's Mjolnir, plus the Patronus Charm, eliminated another batch, so now only a fraction remained.
Ethan, looking at these numbers from the top of the red Dragon, didn't feel anything was amiss.
If it weren't for a specific purpose, he would have killed everyone long ago and transformed them into Helheimspirits to be stored in Nibelungen.
Unfortunately, with Ministry of Magic members present, it was not suitable to do so in front of them.
After all, even if they didn't know the specific function of these spirits, just one look would tell them that this was definitely a soul-based Dark Arts.
This type of Dark Arts, while not reaching the level of the Three Unforgivable Curses where they couldn't even be mentioned, was not much better.
Once people knew that you were researching soul-based Dark Arts, you would undoubtedly be labeled as an extremely evil Dark Wizard.
Therefore, to avoid further complications, Ethan had no choice but to give up creating spirits.
Directly wasting over a hundred slots.
After dispelling the red Dragon, Ethan also walked towards Amelia Bones and Rufus Scrimgeour.
The surrounding Aurors also unconsciously made way for him.
Watching Ethan approach, Amelia Bones and Rufus Scrimgeour both unconsciously took a step back.
Then they exchanged glances, both seeing the awkwardness in each other's eyes; they had actually been stunned by a mere kid.
It was simply that everything that had happened since their arrival was too shocking, whether it was the sudden impact of the 077 giant lightning hammer or the Dragondescending from the sky; these were not things an ordinary Wizard could do.
At least, they had never seen anyone, besides Lord Voldemort, who could easily repel dozens of adult Wizards alone. (A batch had died in the internal conflict before they arrived.)
However, they didn't know where he learned these two spells. After returning to the Ministry of Magic, they could ask Amos if it was related to him.
Especially the spell that conjured the Dragon, it seemed to be related to the black mist that appeared on the kid earlier, and it was very likely Dark Arts, and a rather profound kind.
Furthermore, Ethan, this kid, showed no discomfort after killing so many people, and now he was walking towards them without changing his expression.
It seemed that this kid had not refrained from shedding blood.
And although he had learned a lot of Dark Arts, he was still relatively stable and hadn't been swayed by emotions; otherwise, he wouldn't have left any survivors when he had such an overwhelming advantage.
In just this short moment, the two had deduced a lot of things.
"Madam Bones, Mr. Scrimgeour, long time no see!"
As he approached, Ethan put away his wand and greeted the two first.
Rufus Scrimgeour, who was present at the awarding ceremony for the Merlin Order Second Class, also became acquainted with him under the guidance of Amos Worre.
"Yes, I didn't expect our next meeting to be like this," Amelia Bones didn't know what to say to Ethan in such a situation.
This was not the place for pleasantries.
As for Rufus Scrimgeour, he simply nodded at Ethan, considering it a greeting; he was not a man of many words.
"Madam Bones, I believe you are already aware of the current situation."
"These people tried to snatch my Galleons, so they conspired to create this chaos. Now that they have been apprehended, may I leave first?"
"I still need to go back and report my safety to Cassandraand the others."
With the matter resolved and his reputation boosted, Ethan had no reason to stay here. Rather than lingering with these old fogeys from the Ministry of Magic, he preferred to go back and continue sleeping with Fleur in his arms.
"Adrian, you still need to return to the Ministry of Magicwith us to explain the events…"
Rufus Scrimgeour's words were cut short by Amelia Bones:
"You go back and rest first, but come to the Ministry of Magic before school starts. After all, you are the principal party in this matter."
"There are many things we still need to ask you, and we hope you can cooperate then."
According to normal procedures, he should have stayed, just like Rufus Scrimgeour suggested, and not left now. He would have to go with them.
Then, they would all return to the Ministry of Magic, where he would disclose everything he knew, and only then, after they deemed it appropriate, would Ethan be allowed to leave.
This was also the case in the Muggle world; even victims had to go to the police station first.
What's more, Ethan had killed quite a few people right in front of them.
This would require even more questioning.
"Alright, I'll go to the Ministry of Magic in a couple of days. I won't make things difficult for you."
Since Amelia Bones was being considerate, Ethan naturally wouldn't cause trouble.
Ethan was aware of these rules.
"Very well, we won't disturb you then. We also need to rush to the west side of the stadium; the disturbance there has not yet been resolved."
"Oh, and about you clearing the scene and these Galleons, do you need us to leave a few people to help you?"
Just as Amelia Bones was about to retreat, her eyes were suddenly dazzled by the glittering light reflecting off the coins. She immediately remembered this matter.
"You few, take out all the Galleons from their pockets."
She knew what kind of people her subordinates were; many of them were greedy for money.
Occasionally, some would even use their Auror positions to earn some extra cash.
She had always turned a blind eye to these things, as the entire Ministry of Magic was like that.
If one wanted to work in the Ministry of Magic, they couldn't be incorruptible, and they had to learn to compromise.
Now, many were probably planning to take the Galleons from these Wizards as spoils of war after escorting them to the Ministry of Magic.
Under normal circumstances, Amelia Bones wouldn't meddle.
But now, she wanted to leave a good impression on Ethan.
She was even prepared to leave a few Aurors behind; how could she let them ruin her plan?
While she was somewhat tempted by these Galleons, she knew what to take and what not to take.
Offending Ethan over Galleons was not worth it, no matter how many Galleons there were.
This world ultimately spoke through strength, not wealth.
"No need, these are not real Galleons."
With that, Ethan directly dispelled his Transfiguration, which was also a way of indirectly demonstrating his strength.
Immediately, a pile of glittering gold turned into black dust. After a gentle breeze blew through, they finally got a taste of what "Galleons" really tasted like.
Damn, chocolate!
Especially those Wizards controlled by the Aurors, who now had expressions like they had eaten dung. Was this what they had just fought so hard for?
And how did he prepare in advance? Did he know we were going to attack him?
So, that's why he prepared this?
Amelia Bones also looked at Ethan with some surprise.
She couldn't figure out whether Ethan had known everything that was going to happen today, or if he was simply meticulous enough to prepare in advance, which was why he made these fake Galleons.
But now was clearly not the time to ask about it.
So, with a multitude of questions, she could only take the Aurors and Apparate back.
After the Aurors had all left, only Ethan and some hidden observers remained at the scene.
Ethan simply ignored them.
Upon reaching the tent, Ethan was surprised to find that it was still completely intact.
Although Ethan had intentionally avoided his tent's area during the attack, it was incredible that their crossfire hadn't affected his tent.
Since the tent was fine, Ethan certainly wouldn't abandon it.
After all, it was a luxury version bought outside, and it also contained some of Ethan's Alchemy creations, which could still be used whenever needed.
After confirming that nothing was left behind, Ethan was about to activate his Portkey to leave directly.
Just then, Ethan suddenly sensed a group of magic fluctuations rushing towards him.
If there were no external interference, they would reach Ethan's current location in about a minute.
However, these magic fluctuations were not from Wizards; the difference between the two was very obvious. It was somewhat like Leprechauns.
After considering a certain possibility, Ethan immediately stopped rushing back.
To be able to chase and beat Leprechauns, there must be a conflict.
And Leprechauns had only ever clashed with Veela.
If Ethan missed this opportunity with a large group of Veela coming, he would truly regret it.
With a "pop," Ethan vanished from his spot, having actually used a Disillusionment Charm to move into the shadows.
At the same time, white mist began to spread throughout the campsite, starting as a very thin layer but becoming so thick within a few seconds that objects beyond a meter could not be seen.
Although Ethan's Misty Cloud spell could be used with black or other colored versions, it was best not to scare the British Ministry of Magic at this moment.
This regular version was sufficient.
The Leprechauns, who were in the midst of fleeing, looked at the thick mist and were immediately overjoyed.
Instead of running outwards, they continued to rush deeper, towards Ethan, hoping to use the dense fog as cover to escape the Veela's pursuit.
Ethan was delighted to see this unfold.
In the mist, after the Leprechauns passed by, Ethan silently opened Nibelungen.
With the dense fog as cover, these Veela had no idea where they were running.
In this mist, they were chasing based on feeling.
By the time they found no mist ahead and realized something was wrong, they turned their heads and found there was no way back.
And opposite them, there was a group of rather strange things.
After doing all this, Ethan directly activated his Portkey and left without a trace of hesitation.
Only after Ethan returned did the mist shrouding the campsite begin to dissipate.
The Leprechauns looked at the Veela, who had vanished behind them, and immediately hugged each other, jumping and cheering. They had indeed managed to shake off those annoying Veela with the help of the mist.
"Ethan, you're back!"
In the rather oppressive living room, Nagini exclaimed as Ethan returned.
Hearing Nagini's words, the girls immediately looked up.
They had just been worried about Ethan, even though their expressions had been quite calm when he left.
But it was impossible not to be a little worried; at the time, they just wanted to put Ethan at ease.
Especially Cassandra and Fleur, who both received messages from their families about Fudge's unknown fate, making them even more concerned.
Even a Minister for Magic was left in an unknown state of life or death during this riot, which showed how chaotic the scene must have been, how strong the opponents were, and how much pressure Ethan, as the target, had to face.
After all, although Fudge wasn't very strong, as the Minister for Magic, he always traveled with a large entourage.
Subsequently, Ethan also told them what had happened after they left.
Of course, Ethan only mentioned what could be said.
At the same time, he learned from their information that the De la Cour family and the Ministry of Magic of Francehad gone to help suppress the rioting Animals.
Cassandra's father had also gone with several colleagues.
"Fudge's fate is unknown, what exactly happened?"
Ethan was particularly interested in this and immediately asked them.
"I don't know. My father said Fudge was attacked and his fate is unknown. He has already been sent to St. Mungo's."
Cassandra spread her hands; that's all she knew.
Her own father had only sent two messages before disappearing, and while she talked a lot with her mother, she didn't know either.
Fleur's father, however, sent many messages. Currently, their group was slacking off there.
Given the relationship between France and Great Britain, everyone disliked each other. It was already good enough that they weren't stepping on each other's toes; how could they possibly help?
However, this wasn't explained in detail, probably because they didn't want it to spread or for some other reason.
"Alright then!"
"However, your father should be fine. I just met Amelia Bones, and she came from that side. If your father had anything wrong, she would have told me. Since she didn't, basically nothing serious happened."
After chatting for a while longer, Ethan put his arm around Fleur and walked towards the room.
Cassandra and the others also exchanged glances before returning to their respective rooms.
After all, they had barely slept at all last night, especially Ethan and Fleur.
Lying on the bed with Fleur in his arms, Ethan made no moves. After placing his hand in a comfortable position, he was also contemplating whether the Veela version of Magic Blood would work.
Veela were also considered Animals. If Fleur and the others consumed the Veela version of Magic Blood, it would definitely increase their bloodline purity.
He just didn't know if they would inherit the ability to turn into a bird head through atavism then.
Ethan was struggling with this.
Chapter 236: Ministry of Magic's Trouble
The next day, it was already noon when everyone gathered in the dining room.
After lunch, Ethan and the others sat on the sofa, flipping through The Daily Prophet.
Undoubtedly, such a major event, happening at a venue with 100,000 people, could not be concealed at all.
It would definitely be exposed. As for how much of the content was true and how much was false, that was hard to judge.
But there was always some information in it that Ethan and the others didn't know.
"Muggles Attacked, Dark Mark Appears at Scene, Ministry of Magic in Panic, Criminals Not Apprehended… Lax Security, Dark Wizards Still at Large, Bringing Shame to the Nation!"
Fleur exclaimed in disbelief as she looked at the newspaper headline.
The reporters here in Great Britain were truly daring to write like that, completely disregarding the Ministry of Magic's dignity! They were truly brave!
However, this didn't seem to match what Ethan had said last night!
Didn't a large group of Wizards try to steal Ethan's Galleons?
How did it turn into Death Eaters and the Dark Mark?
Ethan, however, didn't have a newspaper in his hand. He simply pulled Fleur into his arms and looked with her to see what was going on.
Ethan initially thought the Death Eaters would also try to fish in troubled waters, but he didn't see them until he left.
He thought that after Lucius didn't participate in the action, the Death Eaters gave up, but he didn't expect them to still act.
He just didn't know if Barty Crouch Jr. had escaped as in the original story.
Looking down from the front page, the Animals riot was also exposed, but the article didn't seem to be very long.
The released photos were of the more than twenty Wizards who were brought to justice; nothing more specific was mentioned, not even that Ethan was the target.
It was probably an attempt to handle it quietly, not wanting to blow things out of proportion.
And the news that Cornelius's fate was unknown, which Ethan and the others knew, was also nowhere to be seen, clearly covered up by the Ministry of Magic.
"Ethan, look at this!"
Hermione spread the newspaper on the coffee table, looking at Ethan with an incredulous expression.
This was not The Daily Prophet, but a niche newspaper that usually enjoyed publishing gossip, some of which was true and some false.
Ethan was also bored enough to subscribe to two Wizarding World newspapers, of course, during the summer and winter holidays, Hatch retrieved them every morning.
After all, due to the Fidelius Charm, the owls delivering newspapers couldn't find their way and could only deliver them to a small post office in Gordric's Hollow.
Upon hearing Hermione's exclamation, Ethan and the others also leaned their heads over.
They saw a very clear photo, which looked like a strange stone sculpture.
However, part of the sculpture was a Winged Serpent, and the other part was a short, fat Wizard. The reason he was judged to be a Wizard was based on the wand that had fallen at his feet.
As for his identity, that couldn't be determined, as the Wizard's head was wrapped by the Winged Serpent's wings, and half of his head could even be seen in the Winged Serpent's mouth.
But his appearance wasn't clear, yet the title stated, "Cornelius attacked by Winged Serpent, fate unknown, currently sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries."
Seeing this title, Ethan knew that the Ministry of Magicwas in big trouble now; not only would it be ridiculed by Wizards from other countries, losing face completely at once.
Even domestically, it would face an impact unless Cornelius could quickly come out and refute the rumors.
And the editor-in-chief of this newspaper was truly brave; what several mainstream newspapers dared not publish, they dared.
They truly weren't afraid of trouble for the sake of traffic.
Moreover, if no surprises, this should also be a submission from Rita Skeeter, because the byline was "Beetle."
Most likely, The Daily Prophet still didn't dare to publish such explosive news, so she used a pseudonym and submitted it to a niche newspaper.
"Cassandra, ask your father if Cornelius was really bitten by a Winged Serpent and then petrified!"
Ethan looked at Cassandra with interest. Although the news was likely true, he still wanted to confirm it.
Being bitten by a Winged Serpent, he would likely have a lot of black marks on his record, and it would probably be even easier to unseat him.
The other girls were also quite interested in this gossip, each staring at Cassandra, wanting to know the result of her inquiry.
Today was supposed to be a holiday for the Ministry of Magic, but there was no doubt whether Mr. Amos would be able to go home tonight.
So Mr. Amos, who was still working and occasionally using the wizard mailbox, replied very quickly.
This time, Cassandra had already asked, and with various rumors flying around outside, Amos naturally no longer concealed it, but still urged them not to spread it around.
After all, once Cornelius regained consciousness, for the sake of his reputation, Cornelius would not act openly, but with his petty mind, he would definitely secretly remember and find an opportunity to retaliate.
Although there was no need to be too afraid of a good-for-nothing like Cornelius, it was better to avoid trouble if possible.
"Bitten by a Winged Serpent, he's probably directly retired, right!"
Upon learning that the news was true, Penelope couldn't help but complain.
As an excellent graduate of Ravenclaw, how could she not know about Winged Serpents?
During her stay at Ethan's house, she had often fed the Winged Serpents.
This creature, although its venom was not fatal, could erase memories.
Just one bite, and to the head, who knew how much venom the Winged Serpent had injected.
Cornelius might well have turned into an idiot, losing all his memories.
After all, under normal circumstances, Winged Serpentvenom was used diluted; one drop of venom could dilute a small bottle, enough for dozens of uses.
"That's unclear, but there will definitely be an impact."
Just by looking at the photo, Ethan could deduce some things.
To save Cornelius's life, the Petrificus Totalus was used.
This also prevented the Winged Serpent venom from further spreading in the body. As for whether the venom could be cleared out the moment the Petrificus Totaluswas lifted, that would depend on the doctors at St. Mungo's.
To be honest, Ethan didn't want Cornelius to step down like this; it would be best for him to continue as Minister, clinging to life.
The next one might not be as easy to deal with as Cornelius.
But if worst came to worst, Ethan could also make the next Minister have a little "accident"; whether it was Tomor Heerbo, they could make this accident appear quite reasonable.
However, in that case, it would be much harder to whitewash the Witch Heart Society; Ethan didn't want to do this unless absolutely necessary.
The group sat and chatted for a while longer, until after two o'clock.
Fleur and Gabrielle had finished packing their luggage and stood before Ethan.
Their eyes were filled with reluctance. Fleur no longer cared about Cassandra and the others' gazes; she hugged Ethan's head and started kissing him.
She only pulled away when her breathing was rapid and her face was flushed.
"Brother, bend down, I have something to tell you."
Gabrielle, her cheeks puffed out, watched this scene, then tugged at Ethan's sleeve and whispered.
"What?"
Ethan bent down and leaned his head closer.
"When I grow up, I'll be with my sister!"
"Smack!"
However, Gabrielle underestimated the senses of the surrounding girls. They had all taken the Blood Magic Potion, and they had all heard Gabrielle's words.
They looked at Gabrielle with surprise, then at Ethan.
Their eyes seemed to say, "We're calling the police, you're not even letting off such a small girl."
But then they felt it was only natural.
Just by Gabrielle's looks, they knew she would definitely be a great beauty in the future, and she was almost a miniature Fleur. What man could refuse such a temptation?
However, it was a bit too early now!
How old was she?
Beast!
Gabrielle didn't care about their gazes, nor did she mind her sister's slightly flushed face. She took her hand and prepared to go home with her.
Their old man at home had urged them several times that morning.
Fleur had to go to school; there were only a few days left until school started, and she still had to prepare textbooks and other things, so she had to go back.
Once Fleur went home, she could only follow, even if it meant just playing at home after returning.
After all, if she were here alone, the old man definitely wouldn't be at ease; he might even come over tonight.
Moreover, after staying here for two summer holidays, Gabrielle had figured it out.
There were too many seductive women here. Although she could make a splash later with her age advantage, she couldn't do it alone.
If she were with her sister, then there would be great potential.
This was important knowledge she had gained from secretly reading her mother's books during the nearly year she had been at home.
Facing the gazes of the girls, Ethan didn't feel embarrassed. Anyway, Gabrielle definitely couldn't be let go.
It was just a matter of raising her for a bit longer!
After touching his cheek, Ethan said to Gabrielle and Fleur:
"Remember to send a message after you get home."
After the girls said goodbye to Gabrielle and Fleur, the two disappeared from everyone's sight in a distortion of space.
Within a few seconds, Ethan received news that Gabrielleand Fleur had arrived safely.
Apparition still carried some risks, but Portkeys could ensure safety, provided, of course, that no one interfered during the activation process.
After seeing Fleur and Gabrielle off, Ethan and the others sat on the sofa again, feeling somewhat idle.
"Should we go to Diagon Alley now?"
Hermione suggested to the others.
Fleur had rushed back to France because school was about to start, but wasn't it the same for them? They hadn't bought anything yet.
"Alright, I'll go notify Cho."
Cho Chang had only returned two days ago. She could have made it to the Quidditch World Cup finals, but she chose to give it up.
Moreover, she hadn't bought her school supplies yet, so now was a good time to go together.
As for Luna, she had sent a message yesterday that she and her father were still in Scandinavia.
They had searched from Norway to Sweden but still hadn't found the Crumple-Horned Snorkack in that icy glacier land. If they still had no clues in two more days, they would return.
"Oh, by the way, for your evening gowns, do you want to get them custom-made at Tailor Shop des Beaux Artsnow, or wear your existing ones?"
This year's booklist only mentioned this one item: for students to prepare evening gowns.
Ethan also knew the reason: it was for the ball that would be jointly held by the three schools for the Triwizard Tournament.
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However, Ethan would have another headache then.
"Order new ones!"
Cassandra and Hermione said simultaneously, while Penelope could only stand by and watch.
Although they still had unworn evening gowns, bought from the "Elegant Wizarding Attire" store, how could girls ever have too many clothes?
They had earned a lot from this Quidditch World Cup; if they didn't spend it on something soon, they really wouldn't be able to spend it all.
Although the craftsmanship of evening gowns was quite troublesome and required a long time, in the Wizarding World, this was not a problem.
Moreover, they knew that Ethan was a big customer of Tailor Shop des Beaux Arts; to maintain this relationship, the proprietress would make and deliver the evening gowns before school started, even if it meant cutting in line.
"Alright!"
"Then let's go now!"
Ethan had no objection to this. After contacting Cho Chang, he immediately took the girls and set off.
Ethan and Penelope each took one, and in the blink of an eye, they arrived at the entrance of Diagon Alley.
There were an unusually large number of people here today. Based on their attire, Ethan could tell that most of them were not from this country.
All the shops were newly decorated, and most of them had greeters at their entrances inviting customers in.
"If I hadn't met you, I probably would be like this too!"
Unlike Ethan and Cassandra, who were curiously observing everything, Penelope's mood was a bit low.
The greeter just a few dozen meters away, Peneloperecognized her; she was from the same year, but from Gryffindor House.
Her grades were average, and she was Muggle-born.
As a result, she was unemployed upon graduation. In such a short time, she had to face reality and become a greeter. Penelope was quite aware of these jobs.
They didn't last long, didn't pay many Galleons, and required smiling all day.
This reminded her of that senior student from before.
Although she was a bit more outstanding than her, if she hadn't met Ethan, her situation upon graduation probably wouldn't have been much better.
Her strength certainly wouldn't be as strong as it was now, and the position of Head Girl probably wouldn't have fallen to her.
She wouldn't even have had the chance to watch the Quidditch World Cup.
The greatest possibility was that she would have banded together with these newly graduated Muggle Wizards, doing odd jobs and part-time work everywhere to survive in the Wizarding World.
Only after being completely defeated by reality would they choose to return to the Muggle world, find a suitable person to marry, lock their wand in the utility room, and never use it again.
"Didn't you meet me?"
"Tomorrow, when I go to the Ministry of Magic, I'll take you to start your job."
Ethan held Penelope's hand.
Just by Amelia Bones's attitude towards him, Ethan could deduce many things.
Having Amelia Bones, the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, arrange it was far more suitable than Lockhart or Ludo.
Thank you, big shot Xie Xing, for the monthly ticket! Thank you, big shot! Long live!
Chapter 237: Robbing Gringotts
August 31st!
Tomorrow was the first day of Hogwarts, and Ethan had already prepared everything needed for the new school year.
Moreover, he had deposited the ten million Galleons won at the Quidditch World Cup back into the Gringotts vault.
Now, Ethan's deposits at Gringotts had reached ten million Galleons, making him absolutely the largest client of Gringotts in the Great Britain Wizarding World.
At the same time, many things had happened during this period, with frequent Dark Wizard activities, and calls for Fudge to step down were occasionally heard.
However, this situation improved slightly after Fudgereappeared in public three days ago and gave a speech.
Even so, Fudge's approval rating plummeted.
He certainly had no hope of re-election in the next term.
Through internal sources, Ethan also learned that although Fudge had been rescued, his thought process was much slower than before.
Furthermore, he had lost his memory of the past six months and had been using a Pensieve to view others' memories to fill in the gaps.
The doctors at St. Mungo's had done their best, and him waking up was already the best outcome.
Penelope was also sent by Ethan to work at the Ministry of Magic.
She worked as a clerk in the Wizengamot Administration Services.
This was a very good position for a newcomer; if Amelia Bones hadn't given her approval, Penelope wouldn't have been able to get into this department.
In the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, there were three most important departments.
The Improper Use of magic Office (with the attached Misuse of Muggle Artefacts Office), the AurorHeadquarters, and the Wizengamot Administration Services.
Although she was only a clerk there now, it would be very helpful for her future entry into the Wizengamot, which was a combination of a court and a council.
Once she joined, her path in the Ministry of Magic would be much smoother, and no one would scrutinize her identity as a Muggle-born Wizard.
Originally, Ethan had planned to achieve the Galleonachievement this summer and also acquire hufflepuff's cup.
Ethan was not going to go back on his word regarding this.
He had already completed the task of instructing little Tom to capture a Death Eater of prominent status at the beginning of August.
Now, that Death Eater was imprisoned in the Witch Heart Society's stronghold's dungeon.
Ethan was preparing to go there now, to resolve this matter on this last day.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the stronghold, a pretty boy and a bald man were waiting there.
Ethan nodded and led the two inside.
After Hezper the Vile was resurrected, Ethan had also sent him to the Witch Heart Society to develop the organization with little Tom.
After all, for such a pure Dark Wizard, who had lived through that dark era, if you asked him to do something proper, he wouldn't be able to do it well; he could only engage in his old profession.
When he first arrived, the subordinates were quite uncooperative, as they were all Dark Wizards, all risking their lives, so why should this unknown fellow stand above them as soon as he arrived?
Was it because he was strong, or because he was bald?
So, after several fights, Hezper also successfully proved his position.
As for his name, he also gave an explanation.
He greatly admired the legendary Dark Wizard Hezper the Vile, which was why he changed his name.
Everyone else accepted this explanation.
After all, inheriting the name of an elder or a famous person was quite normal.
"How are the Veela you're training coming along?"
Sitting down on the sofa, Ethan curiously asked Hezper and little Tom.
After Ethan captured the one hundred Veela mascots of the Bulgaria Team, he couldn't find a good way to handle them for a while.
Keeping them in Nibelungen was definitely not an option; the environment there was not yet suitable for normal human life.
Although Ethan had offered sacrifices to many spirits, expanding the space and solidifying the shadow side of Hogwarts Castle within it.
But it was too dead there; for creatures with emotional needs, they might go insane from suppression over time.
Moreover, there were many Dementors imprisoned inside.
Within two days, the Dementors and Veela had several fights.
Although Veela are not human, they are humanoid and also possess quite intense emotions, which are very attractive to Dementors.
Just going in there, for a Dementor, was like a thirsty traveler in the desert seeing an oasis.
And outside, Ethan didn't have a suitable place either.
The Undetectable Extension Charm box was still expanding when he had time, and it would certainly be fine for one hundred Veela to live in, but just throwing them in there would probably make them feel like they were in prison, which wasn't good either.
As for letting them go, Ethan would certainly not do that.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have captured them in the first place.
After much thought, he decided to put them in the organization.
Being a thug was also good.
Veela are stronger than average Hogwarts graduates, but they are not very obedient, even though they have some connection with human Wizards, they still possess a wild nature.
This needed to be left to little Tom and them to train; Ethan had also communicated these things with them after releasing them.
At the same time, he also had people make wands for them.
Veela possess the ability to cast spells, but they usually cast wandless and nonverbal spells.
They also wouldn't learn the Wizard's way.
Ethan, on his side, was also making Veela hair core wands for them, while teaching them some more practical spells to improve their strength.
"Not bad, they're quite handy with wands now, and they learn spells quickly, but their discipline is still a bit lacking."
Little Tom had a headache just thinking about it; since the wands they used were made from their own hair, the compatibility was naturally unquestionable.
Coupled with the Veela's inherently high spell-casting talent, and these being adult Veela, they learned spells much faster than Little Wizardss.
The problem was that if they were slightly provoked, they would easily lose control of their emotions and transform; once transformed, they would even forget how to cast spells and become almost like wild beasts.
And no matter how they were taught, this could not be changed.
"What's going on?"
Ethan hadn't paid attention to these things these past few days.
Immediately, little Tom told Ethan about the problem, and Ethan fell silent after hearing it.
"Hezper, do you think you can make a Potion to remove the Veela's transformation ability?"
Hezper the Vile was not only the progenitor of Dark Artsbut also highly skilled in Alchemy and Potion-making.
"I'll try!"
Hezper could only nod in agreement, but he couldn't guarantee success.
"Then I'll leave it to you."
For wild Veela, having the ability to transform is definitely better.
This is a protection for them, because due to their appearance, many people have designs on them, but it is precisely because if they are angered, these originally beautiful and charming Veela will become like monsters.
This is why many people with ulterior motives chose to stop.
At the same time, it also allowed some Veela who willingly worked part-time outside to earn a lot of money.
Once the Veela's transformation ability is removed, the number of poachers capturing Veela will definitely increase exponentially.
But for Ethan, there was no need to consider these things; safety was absolutely not an issue.
Dying in battle is inevitable, but if they were kidnapped or captured, they all had the Ghost Servant Mark, so they could be found and the culprits eradicated in minutes.
At the same time, even if this Potion was developed, Ethan would not let it spread.
Producing one and drinking one immediately ensured it would not leak out.
After asking a few more questions about the organization's recent situation, Ethan prepared to take little Tom and Hezper into action.
The twenty trained individuals prepared in advance were already waiting outside.
Ethan directly put everyone into a box, and he would release them after arriving at the destination.
Although Portkeys, Apparition, and even Animals' Apparition were ineffective there, the Undetectable Extension Charm box was not restricted.
After all, they also needed to use Undetectable Extension Charm tools when transporting Galleons themselves.
Finally, after Ethan drank the Polyjuice Potion with Norris Pierce's hair and took his wand, he left the stronghold directly.
This Norris Pierce was the one little Tom captured; although the Pierce family was not one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight families, their lineage also spanned several hundred years, making them quite ancient.
They had once been glorious for a period, and it was during that time that they opened a permanent vault for the family at Gringotts.
It was just that in recent years, they could not avoid the same fate as other Wizarding families, with dwindling numbers, and they were getting worse and worse, but their foundation was still quite solid.
To revitalize the family, and because their ideals aligned, they joined the Death Eaters, becoming Lord Voldemort's minions.
When Lord Voldemort fell, knowing that being caught would lead to a bad outcome, inevitably a lifetime in Azkaban, he had been hiding and fleeing all these years, until he was captured by little Tom...
A gaunt Wizard in a black robe, with his face obscured, appeared at the entrance of Gringotts with an Apparitionat dusk, when Diagon Alley was less crowded.
Stepping through the shining bronze doors, the Goblinguards in scarlet and gold uniforms at the entrance seemed to ignore such a suspicious-looking Wizard, as if they hadn't seen him at all.
After all, Gringotts didn't care about your identity when conducting business; as long as you had money, even a wanted criminal was fine.
Of course, this also depended on whether your value was great, otherwise, the Goblins of Gringotts wouldn't mind playing both sides.
He walked unimpeded into the main hall, where no Goblins came to greet him, but a few Wizards conducting business looked at him a few times.
But they quickly turned their heads; everyone knew it was better to avoid trouble.
With that attire, he clearly didn't look legitimate, and without knowing his identity, no one dared to act rashly.
Even Ministry of Magic personnel present could only pretend not to see him.
He casually found a reception room, and Ethan walked in unceremoniously, closed the door, removed the covering from his face, and sat down casually on the sofa.
Before long, an old Goblin walked in, and upon entering, he immediately closed the door.
He was specifically responsible for receiving these illicit clients.
The moment he saw Ethan enter the Gringotts lobby, he knew his business had arrived.
"I want to open my vault and take out some Galleons, make it quick!"
Saying that, Ethan directly slapped his wand on the coffee table in front of him.
"Norris Pierce?"
The old Goblin wasn't entirely sure, as they hadn't met in over a decade.
He was responsible for this business, and although he had memorized the faces of all possible clients, including all the fugitives still at large, who might return at any time.
Especially the owners of first and second-level vaults, who were key clients.
But after such a long time, Norris Pierce had changed a lot.
This made him a little hesitant.
"Since you know, hurry up and process the paperwork."
Ethan was quite impolite, his malicious gaze making the old Goblin very uncomfortable.
Although Ethan didn't know Norris Pierce's personality traits, acting arrogant, eccentric, cruel, and suspicious would suffice.
After all, after more than ten years of hiding and fleeing, how good could his personality still be?
If he were still the same as before, that would be abnormal.
"I'll go now, please wait a moment!"
This old Goblin didn't dare to delay, immediately taking his wand and preparing to go out to handle the procedures.
He needed to verify if this wand was the token to open the Pierce Family's vault and also report the news of Norris Pierce's arrival to the manager.
After all, according to their original plan, if there was still no news of Norris Pierce, the sole heir of the Pierce Family, after a few more decades, they could claim the Galleons in the Pierce Family's vault.
Unfortunately, everything had now come to naught; this Norris Pierce seemed to be doing quite well outside.
"Hurry up, you know I can't wait long. If I find out you report to the Ministry of Magic, hehe!"
Saying this, Ethan gave the old Goblin a look filled with murderous intent.
"Please rest assured, we at Gringotts will absolutely not do that. We have a reputation, and we will certainly not make you wait long!"
The old Goblin, while assuring him, also quickened his pace.
Ethan didn't have to wait long before the old Goblinreturned with two young Goblins into the reception room.
"Mr. Pierce, your wand verification is complete."
"Next, I, along with Walkerley and Nell, will escort you to the vault."
The old Goblin respectfully handed the wand to Ethan, then introduced the two young Goblins accompanying him.
"Mr. Pierce, hello!"
"Alright, alright, hurry up and take me there!"
Ethan impatiently waved his hand, urging them.
"Please follow me!"
The old Goblin didn't dare to say anything more. The reason he brought two extra young Goblins was also for his own safety.
After re-concealing his face, Ethan quickly followed the three Goblins to the mine tunnels beneath Gringotts.
Chapter 238: The Opened Vault Door
Riding in the dilapidated mine cart, speeding along the narrow tunnel.
The journey was very calm, and Ethan and the three Goblins had no communication, only the clanking sound of the mine cart moving.
But when they reached the end of the tunnel, an accident occurred at the Thief's Downfall waterfall.
The rapidly moving mine cart suddenly came to an abrupt stop. Due to the strong inertia, Ethan and the three Goblins were directly flung into the air, falling downwards from the tunnel.
The moment Ethan came into contact with the Thief's Downfall Potion, the effect of the Polyjuice Potion was also dispelled, revealing his true appearance.
If Ethan had wanted to prevent getting wet from the water, he could have done so, but there was no such need now. He was already deep inside Gringotts, so why bother?
Unlike Ethan's light and graceful landing, the three Goblins landed rather clumsily, falling straight to the ground.
They truly hadn't expected anyone to dare target Gringotts.
Since Gringotts was established, such situations had been rare; at least these three had never encountered one.
But after falling to the ground, they instantly sobered up, realizing what had happened.
This mine cart was actually an Alchemy product. Besides being able to freely control its stable movement on the tracks, it would also brake in emergencies when unexpected situations arose.
Just like now, once the Thief's Downfall Potion was triggered and came into contact with the mine cart, the cart would stop moving.
It was precisely because of this that the three Goblins, the moment they got up, drew their wands and aimed them at Ethan.
"Ethan Adrien?"
The three Goblins exclaimed in disbelief.
When Ethan started depositing large amounts of Galleons at Gringotts last year, all the Great Britain Gringotts Goblins knew Ethan.
Not to mention, Ethan had made a big splash at the Quidditch World Cup, winning so many Galleons. Now, Goblins all over the world knew Ethan.
When they had just drawn their wands, they thought it was some desperate pauper trying to target the Gringottsvault.
Now seeing that it was Ethan, arguably Gringotts' wealthiest client, how could they not be surprised?
But then came a burst of ecstasy. If Ethan were caught inside Gringotts, wouldn't he have to pay a considerable sum of Galleons to resolve the matter?
And wouldn't they, as the greatest contributors, be able to receive a very generous reward?
As for Ethan's strength, especially what Amelia Bones, the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, said at the press conference a few days ago, about him subduing over a hundred Wizards.
This was not an issue for them. Do you know how many Goblins Gringotts has?
And how much security force?
"A single signal arrow brings a thousand troops," this was no joke.
If worst came to worst, they could even notify Goblins from other regions to come directly to Gringotts via Portkeys for support. This was a whole clan!
But before the three of them could press the alarm, in a flash, their expressions changed from cautious joy to a look of happiness and pleasure.
The wands aimed at Ethan were all put away, and the three Goblins stood respectfully before Ethan.
"You take me to the Lestrange Family vault, and the other two go open the other vaults."
Ethan instructed, while taking out the box and restoring it to its original size, then releasing little Tom, Hai'erbo, and twenty other people.
Although Ethan had also researched the material of the Gringotts doors and could find a way to break them.
But after a little thought, he decided against it. After all, the Goblins had the authority to open them, so it would be better to just control the Goblins directly. Why go to extra trouble?
"As you command."
The old Goblin immediately replied obediently upon hearing Ethan's words.
His face still held that happy and joyful smile.
The group moved very quickly, soon arriving at the corner where the Ukrainian Ironbelly still was.
Its pink and cloudy eyes glared at Ethan and the others. Because its body was chained with thick, heavy iron chains, when it lunged forward, the chains rattled loudly.
Just as it opened its mouth, preparing to breathe fire, the old Goblin immediately took out a small metal device from his pouch. When shaken, it produced a loud and clear clanging sound.
Listening to the sound, which was like a hammer striking an anvil, the flames in the Ukrainian Ironbelly's mouth were extinguished, and it painfully shook its head, constantly retreating backward.
Ethan and the others passed through unimpeded.
"If you open the vault doors here, will the Goblins above know?"
After passing the Dragon, Ethan asked the old Goblin.
"They will know. The moment each vault door is opened, a corresponding light panel with the name will light up above."
"Before coming down, I applied for the Pierce Family vault. If the corresponding vault is opened, they won't react in any way above."
"But according to your instructions, if the Lestrange Family vault is opened, security personnel will definitely come down to check the situation."
The old Goblin dared not conceal anything regarding Ethan's questions.
"How long will it take them to get down here?"
Since Apparition and Portkeys were forbidden, but there might be other more efficient ways to directly reach below, Ethan wasn't sure. This should all be Gringotts' secret, impossible to inquire about from the outside.
In the original story, this wasn't mentioned either. Harryand the others used Crabbe's identity and needed to open the Lestrange Family vault. As long as they didn't trigger the alarm, the people above wouldn't be alerted at all.
Naturally, there was no security team coming down to apprehend them.
"They can arrive within three minutes. This was the requirement set originally, but it hasn't been activated for so many years, so I'm not sure how long it will actually take them."
"They ride on magical carpets imported from Arabia. After modification, one carpet can carry seven people."
Three minutes was already quite fast. As for magical carpets, they seemed to be forbidden in Great Britain.
This was pushed by several flying broomstick manufacturing companies in Great Britain, mainly fearing it would hinder the sales of flying broomsticks.
He just hadn't expected the Goblins to purchase these.
However, thinking about it, it made sense. Without the use of Apparition and Portkeys, and no other means, even the fastest mine cart wouldn't be as quick as direct flight.
Although magical carpets weren't as fast as flying broomsticks, flying broomsticks weren't suitable for Goblins to use. Considering their small stature, they probably couldn't even sit steadily!
However, three minutes was enough.
Ethan's task was to collect the Lestrange Family vault, and of course, his own vault. As for the others, they were left to little Tom and his group.
When it came time to divide the spoils, the Lestrangevault was Ethan's, and Ethan's own vault was his.
Ethan would also take half of the other proceeds.
After all, this entire operation was planned by Ethan himself. Although he had instructed little Tom on many things, Tom was just an employee, still following his commands.
Even if half of the proceeds were taken from this operation, it would be enough for the organization's development, and it would be the kind that could be freely squandered.
As for Ethan, even if he took half of the Galleons, it would be enough to trigger the system's reward.
If not, there was still a compensation of fifteen million Galleons.
Ethan had deposited so many Galleons in Gringottsprecisely for today. If a Level 1 vault was stolen, Gringottswould be fully responsible.
At that time, Ethan only needed to present the magical contract. Even if the Great Britain Gringotts branch had no money left, they couldn't renege on the debt and would have to transfer Galleons from Gringotts branches in other regions.
This clause was written in Gringotts' terms and conditions.
Otherwise, why would anyone entrust their Galleons to Gringotts for safekeeping, and still have to pay a large sum of Galleons?
Soon, the group arrived at the location of the Level 1 vaults.
They immediately began to split up and act as they had been trained.
The three Goblins were the busiest, constantly running back and forth to open vault doors, and finally helping the Wizards load Galleons and various treasures.
Arriving in front of the Lestrange Family vault, the old Goblin directly placed his palm on the door, and the vault door subsequently disappeared.
Ethan immediately walked inside, then waved his hand, signaling him to just stand at the entrance.
As expected of an ancient pure-blood Wizard family, compared to Ethan's vault, which only contained Galleons, this place was far richer.
Of course, the Galleons here were also substantial.
From floor to ceiling, it was filled with golden goblets made of gold coins, silver armor, furs of various strange animals with spines or drooping wings, Potions in preserved bottles, and skulls still wearing crowns.
It was unclear whether the Lestrange couple knew they were going to Azkaban prison, so they placed most of their family's assets in the Gringotts vault.
Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why the collections here were so abundant.
After all, under normal circumstances, this place would usually only hold Galleons and a small number of high-value items, not everything piled up here haphazardly.
However, all of these now benefited Ethan.
Due to the excessive number of golden goblets here, Ethan didn't want to bother sensing which one was a Horcrux. He simply collected them all in one go, planning to search for them later after returning home.
He immediately opened a Dragonhide Pouch, and Ethan pointed his wand at these golden objects.
Suddenly, a long Dragon made of gold coiled and moved within the vault, then plunged into the Dragonhide Pouch.
In just a moment, the entire vault was completely emptied by Ethan.
Only Ethan could easily achieve this, as both the various magical items and Galleons had many spells and counter-spells cast on them, possessing a certain degree of magical resistance.
Without Ethan's abundant magical power to squander, such a cleaning speed would be impossible.
Even little Tom and Hai'erbo, although they could achieve the same effect as Ethan, they wouldn't dare to, as too much magical power consumption would make it difficult to handle unexpected situations.
Therefore, Ethan brought so many Wizards with him.
After clearing the Lestrange Family vault, Ethan didn't go to check how they were doing, but directly followed the path to outside his own vault.
The old Goblin also opened Ethan's vault immediately.
"You go open the other vaults. You're not needed here."
Saying this, Ethan walked straight in. Just like before, with a wave of his wand, the Galleons instantly formed a golden Dragon that plunged into the Dragonhide Pouch.
After continuously clearing two vaults, Ethan's task was complete.
Next, he needed to block the incoming Gringotts security personnel so that little Tom and the others could freely clear the vaults.
After casting several spells on himself, he went directly to the Ukrainian Ironbelly at the corner, ignoring the Dragonthat roared at him and tried to breathe Dragon fire.
Several Diffindo spells were cast directly, and the chains wrapped around the Dragon's limbs and connected to the giant stakes driven into the ground snapped immediately.
The Ukrainian Ironbelly, which had been struggling to pounce on Ethan, suddenly stumbled and plunged its head directly into the ground.
The Ukrainian Ironbelly then got up, looked up at the deep pit with its murky pink eyes, and let out a loud Dragon roar.
Ethan, who often heard Dragon roars, could clearly distinguish the joy contained within this one.
Subsequently, the Ukrainian Ironbelly disregarded Ethan, flapped its wings, and prepared to escape this cage.
Although its legs and neck were still bound by chains, it did not affect its flight.
It only flapped its wings a few times before soaring into the air, ready to fly into the sky amidst a series of Dragonroars.
Ethan had no intention of stopping it.
After all, this Dragon was dispensable to him; he wasn't a weakling like Harry, who needed to cling to a Dragon to escape Gringotts.
If Ethan wanted to get out, there were plenty of ways.
Moreover, if this Dragon wanted to get out, it would certainly have to tear off the roof of Gringotts, just like in the original story.
But in the original story, Gringotts was unprepared, which is why a Dragon caught them off guard, tore off the roof, and escaped.
But now, with vaults being opened one after another, there must have been a reaction from above, and preparations made to face the intruders below.
In such a situation, it would be quite difficult for a Dragonto break out.
Even an adult Dragon, which requires twenty skilled Wizards to subdue, is no exception; do not underestimate the race that dared to instigate two wars between Wizards and Goblins.
Although their hard power is certainly not as good as human Wizards, the strength of their race should not be underestimated.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have held the Wizarding World's financial industry and coinage rights in their hands for so many years, even monopolizing operations across the entire Wizarding World.
Did other Wizards not see the benefits in this?
This is impossible; the reason for this could only be the result of mutual compromise.
At that time, this Dragon, in order to gain freedom, would surely clash with Gringotts' security department, and perhaps even buy Ethan some time, although Ethan didn't really need it.
After the Dragon ascended, Ethan elegantly drew a circle around himself with his wand.
The orange-red flames that ignited at Ethan's feet instantly expanded like an explosion, filling the entire bend of the valley with fire.
To stop a large number of security personnel, setting fires is naturally the most efficient and fastest method.
If they wanted to pass through here to the location of the first-level vault further back, they would have to pass through the sea of fire in front of them.
Chapter 239: Vanguard
Just as the old Goblin said, because Gringotts had not experienced any emergencies for too long, they were now a bit flustered.
More than three minutes had passed, but they still hadn't even prepared the magic carpets; only a portion of the security personnel had already taken the mine carts and were preparing to go down to solve the problem.
Roar!
The Dragon's roar echoed continuously in the empty underground space.
"The Dragon isn't going to break free, is it?!"
On the speeding mine cart, one of the Goblins had a hint of fear on his face.
He knew that the Ukrainian Ironbelly was locked below, and given the Goblins' actions towards it over the years, once it broke free, it would inevitably seek revenge on the Goblins.
The ten people in the two carts, just having come down, might not even be able to take down that Dragon.
Moreover, from the sound, the Dragon seemed to be not very far from them.
"Don't be silly!"
The leader turned around and reprimanded, but his brows were already deeply furrowed.
He had also thought of this point, and he was thinking even more deeply.
Just now, from above, he had only seen the continuously lit signs, which indicated that vaults below, which should not have been opened, were being opened one after another.
But until now, they had not received any warning signals from their three companions below.
The continuously opening vault doors could also be the work of their three companions.
Of course, he could rule out the possibility of these three companions betraying them; if they had betrayed them, things should have been done more secretly.
Then there was only one truth: the three companions were now controlled and forced to open those vault doors.
Norris Pierce's strength should absolutely not be underestimated.
This was also the reason why he and his team members set off first.
Otherwise, by the time they found the magic carpets and came down, the person might have already left using some means.
"Fu? Fulen!"
Just as the leader was about to say a few more words to boost morale, several team members looked behind them in horror, drew their wands, and aimed them at their side.
Fulen also suddenly remembered something bad and immediately turned his head.
He saw a huge Dragon, with unhealthy pale Dragonscales and a massive belly, rapidly approaching them.
Its murky pink eyes held obvious hatred.
"Powdered Bone!"
"Diffindo!"
"Flash of Lightning!"
...
When the Dragon approached a certain distance, ten different colored spells shot out from the two mine carts.
Unlike Veela, Goblins also have wands and can use Wizard spells.
"Woo~ Roar!"
The Dragon, struck by the spells, let out a painful wail, and the hatred in its eyes deepened.
Originally, it just wanted to pass by here and fly directly to the very top; although it greatly hated these Goblins, it truly had no intention of burning them to death here.
After all, escaping was the most important thing right now; everything else could be put aside.
But now that the other party had attacked first, it was clear they had no intention of letting it go.
Immediately, this Ukrainian Ironbelly had no intention of dodging and directly charged towards the two mine carts, enduring several spells.
Even with its scales blown open and blood and flesh flying from various parts of its body, this Ukrainian Ironbelly still ferociously charged, its sharp and long hooked claws suddenly grabbing the edge of a mine cart, then directly flipping it, sending it and the mine cart falling into the abyss below.
As for the other mine cart, it spewed scorching Dragonfire.
Even if its mouth and face were hit by spells, it didn't care.
It just wanted to burn these damned Goblins to death now.
Facing the scorching Dragonfire, only one Goblinmanaged to activate the Shield Charm in time, but it was quickly engulfed by the overwhelming Dragonfire.
In just a moment, the five Goblins on it had turned to ashes, and even the mine cart was burned red and overturned, falling down.
After dealing with the enemies in front of it, the Ukrainian Ironbelly, which had been in a state of frenzy, regained some clarity in its maddened eyes.
Then, with a powerful upward flap of its wings, the entire Dragon quickly spiraled upward and ascended.
"Requesting backup, requesting backup, we have encountered a freed Dragon, heavy losses."
Fulen, who had escaped, held something similar to a walkie-talkie and was reporting to the top.
Being thrown from mid-air was not an issue for a Wizardwho was prepared for battle; several spells could solve this predicament.
Their group of five also landed safely.
But not long after, the second mine cart also fell down, only unlike theirs, this mine cart was glowing red.
And he didn't see any of his other five team members, which clearly indicated a grim outcome.
Having lost half of their team without even seeing the culprit, Fulen had no choice but to request backup from above.
"What's the situation down there?"
"Have you encountered Norris Pierce? You must not let him leave. Dick and his team have already found the magic carpets and will arrive soon."
The security personnel remaining above, hearing Fulen's words, immediately gave anxious instructions.
The reason they agreed to Fulen taking the mine cart down was also because they wanted him to scout ahead and clarify the situation, so that the subsequent units could prepare counter-measures.
Originally, they had no intention of letting them solve the problem.
After all, daring to target Gringotts, how could they not have some tricks up their sleeves?
"Not yet, but a large fire has ignited near the first-level vault, clearly intended to prevent us from entering."
"If my deduction is correct, that's the Fiendfyre Curse; it will require All Spells End to dispel it later."
Fulen did not hide anything; he reported what he saw.
He saw the firelight clearly, and even from a distance, he could feel the intense heat, which indicated the temperature of the flames.
It was precisely because of this that he deduced it might be the Fiendfyre Curse.
"Alright, I understand. I will inform Dick and his team of this information. You all continue forward to investigate the situation."
The person on the other end, after signaling a companion to contact Dick, still urged Fulen and his group.
In their eyes, Fulen's group was now cannon fodder, their only purpose being to investigate the situation.
"Yes, I'm going now!"
After putting away the communication device, Fulenlooked at his team members with a bitter expression.
"Let's go!"
Saying this, he took the lead and walked forward. Since they had fallen midway, there was still some distance to the location of the first-level vault.
Normally, Dick's group should have come over with their magic carpets to pick them up first, and then they would all proceed together.
Traveling by magic carpet would certainly be faster than on foot, but he was told to scout ahead first.
This indicated that they had no intention of catching up immediately.
He wondered if their frantic preparation of the magic carpets earlier was genuine urgency or a deliberate act, just to make a team willingly go down first to investigate the situation.
Now it seemed to be the latter, and his team was the unlucky one.
Perhaps they weren't afraid that the thieves inside could escape; it made sense.
Various means of exit were restricted; to get out, they would have to fight their way through. If they could figure out the opponent's identity and preferred methods in advance, it could reduce many casualties.
Anyway, only his team, the unlucky ones, would suffer.
Thinking of this, his steps involuntarily slowed down a bit.
On the other side, in the valley around the corner, Ethan was getting impatient.
Where the hell are they?
Forget three minutes, it must have been more than ten minutes.
So, they're not going to bother?
Or are they planning to wait and ambush them from above?
He also wondered how the Dragon was doing now.
Earlier, he had heard two dull thuds of heavy objects falling, but nothing else.
The underground space of Gringotts was simply too vast, and Ethan was at the very bottom.
It was impossible for him to perceive what was happening above.
[Ethan Adrien: How many vaults have been cleared now?]
[Tom Riddle: Sixteen!]
Out of sixty-two active first-level vaults, seventeen were like the Gaunt family's, already bankrupt and worthless.
There were also two vaults that were Ethan's targets, leaving forty-three for them.
Now, sixteen have just been cleared, with twenty-seven remaining.
At the current speed, it would take a maximum of twenty more minutes to finish completely.
Unfortunately, I still haven't harvested any spirits; it's zero yield so far.
"I'm almost there now."
Fulen contacted the security personnel stationed above again, but this time the sound coming from above was exceptionally noisy.
He had already slowed down, yet he still arrived first, which further confirmed that he was just cannon fodder for intelligence gathering.
But having come this far, he couldn't back down.
Otherwise, since he had volunteered to come down, deserting now would mean he could never hold his head up again.
"Alright, be careful, and keep the communication line open."
"That Dragon flying up just now caused quite a mess, but thankfully it's been subdued."
"Understood!"
Fulen, clutching the communicator, had no choice but to continue forward.
Soon, the remaining five Goblins arrived before the sea of fire, but they were stumped—how were they supposed to enter?
Fire-stopping charms were useless against Fiendfyre.
As for All Spells End, could the five of them really extinguish this entire sea of fire?
They didn't enter on their own, but Ethan, sensing someone outside, chose to reveal himself.
Fulen, who was reporting the situation to his superiors, watched as the sea of fire before him began to writhe and churn. He immediately disregarded the communication and raised his wand in alert.
When facing a Wizard of this caliber, getting distracted by other things was simply courting death.
"You're not Norris Pierce, who are you?"
Fulen asked in a deep voice, looking at Ethan, whose face was obscured by the flames swirling around him.
In the hall, Fulen had seen Ethan, disguised as Norris Pierce, enter the private room, and his current build didn't match.
This question, naturally, was transmitted through the still-connected communicator to the security personnel above.
They, too, quieted down, hoping to glean more information from this conversation.
"Where are the others?"
"Just the five of you?"
Ethan carefully surveyed his surroundings. He had initially thought these five were just bait, and others were using means to evade Ethan's detection and ambush elsewhere.
But it really was just five. Who were they looking down on?
"The five of us merely arrived ahead of time; the others are already on their way and will be here shortly."
"I advise you to give up this futile resistance, drop your wand, and reveal your true face. That's your only way out."
"Otherwise, once they all arrive, it'll be too late for you to surrender."
Although Fulen believed the chances of a successful surrender were slim, he still wanted to try.
What if it worked!
He truly didn't want to fight a Wizard like this.
"Heh heh!"
Ethan scoffed disdainfully, then waved his hand.
The sea of fire, already surging and roaring behind him, instantly swept out in waves tens of meters high, directly engulfing the Goblins.
During the Quidditch World Cup, Ethan had been tricked by the Goblins.
They had leaked the news of how many Galleons Ethan won each time, making it public knowledge.
Ethan had never forgotten that grudge.
When facing Goblins, he would naturally go for the kill if possible.
"All Spells End!" x 5
As security personnel for Gringotts, a financial institution, they were naturally the elite among the Goblin race.
After all, Gringotts was the foundation for Goblins to establish themselves in the Wizarding World, and it absolutely could not afford any mishaps.
Those with quick and clever minds entered to serve as receptionists, managers, and other positions, while those with good strength went to work in the Curse-Breaking Department or simply became guards.
Of course, they also knew the All Spells End spell.
At this moment, these five Goblins formed a circle, simultaneously pressing their wands against the ground. Circles of red light connected into a line on the ground, enveloping them, and then expanding outwards.
It was certainly impossible to directly extinguish this sea of fire. The only thing they could do was protect themselves, using the properties of All Spells End to prevent the Fiendfyre from spreading to them.
"Tell Dick to hurry; we can't hold out much longer."
While maintaining All Spells End, Fulen called for help through the walkie-talkie.
Ethan didn't even pay attention to their resistance.
Before the waves of orange-red flames, these red glows were instantly transformed into specks of red light and dissipated into the air the moment they crashed down.
Then, under the horrified and terrified gazes of the Goblins, the sea of fire directly consumed them all.
When the fire waves receded, all that remained were five pale blue spirits.
Originally, Fiendfyre could burn souls, and spirits could not be created after being burned by Fiendfyre.
However, Ethan had also improved it. With his super high Fire Affinity and level 10 Fiendfyre Curse proficiency, he could freely control whether Fiendfyre burned souls.