Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 475 Harmon: I am a master of public relations (first update)

Roar!

With a loud roar, the Dragon seemed to sense someone coming, and began to flap its pale wings.

sand! sand! sand!

The wings rubbed against the ground, making a rustling sound.

As the limbs began to prop up, a huge body with many wounds was exposed.

Everyone saw Dragon's ferocious head raised.

After careful observation, I found a deep scratch on the eye socket of the left eye. The pink eye in the eye socket was mixed with yellow, and it seemed that there was some pus due to the previous injury.

However, this can't stop it from looking at Ian and his party with eyes full of viciousness, hatred and killing.

No, to be precise, they looked at the fairies headed by Harmon.

However.

clang! clang! clang!

As a goblin with a bronze bell came out, the bell began to ring in a hurry.

Hearing the familiar voice, Dragon's ferocious eyes unexpectedly showed a gleam of fear.

Roar! Roar!

Dragon shook his head frantically, and flapped his wings wildly, as if he wanted to shake off the sharp pain in his mind like thousands of needles.

It wants to run away, it wants to go home, but

boom! boom! boom!

The Dragon kept struggling, and the bronze chains wrapped around his body were pulled crazily, making a loud bang bang.

With the red runes constantly flashing on the surface of the bronze chain, the Dragon's body seemed to be suppressed by huge amounts of power.

Kneeling on the ground uncontrollably, his abdomen clings tightly to the ground, staining the originally pale scales with a tinge of gray.

Woo! Woo!

The intense physical pain and the great psychological shame forced the Dragon to whimper.

It seems to be begging for mercy, but it is more like praying to a mysterious existence somewhere.

"Brother, I can feel that it is desperate." Wanda tugged at Ian's yellow sleeve and whispered, "It is praying to the gods, it wants to go home."

"I think"

No further words were said.

But Ian looked at Wanda with embarrassed eyes, and seemed to know what Wanda wanted to say.

Well, he knew that with Wanda's character, he wouldn't do something like let the dragon go home.

But it is inevitable to accept it as a pet, no, it should be suitable as a war pet.

Maybe even to his brother.

Hey, thinking of the dragon knight, Ian felt a little impulsive for no reason.

"Don't worry." Ian said helplessly, "If you speak, I will also help."

"The mentor will not refuse such a small matter."

Immediately afterwards, Ian said faintly: "Let's finish our own affairs first."

"The instructor of this plan is very concerned."

"I'm even ready to do it myself."

"Don't let these small things affect the plan."

Hearing this, Wanda quickly nodded to express her understanding.

She was trained by Teacher Carter.

Make sure you don't become a case of idiots who delay plans for their own reasons.

If this is the case, she may be written into the training materials by Mr. Carter.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but shudder.

However, when she looked at the Dragon's eyes, there was a little more heat.

She had an inexplicable feeling that this Dragon, who had experienced all kinds of torture, would surprise her.

A trace of complement, a trace of completeness.

It seems that fate is favoring!

"This Ukrainian iron belly was carefully selected by us, and its ferocity is enough to rank among the top 5x magical creatures"

Seemingly aware of Ian, Wanda's gaze, Harmon glanced at it, and said loudly as if reminding him: "Even if a black necromancer sneaks in, his magic will hardly pass through his scales."

"It only takes one bite, and it will be swallowed!"

Speaking of this, Harmon showed a smug smile on his face, as if he wanted to regain his home court advantage from here.

Sure enough, the fairies around seemed to think of the power of their own Dragon, and their expressions of being intimidated by Wanda began to recover.

"This Ukrainian iron belly has been domesticated by us."

"Under our control, no harm will be done."

By implication, if they don't control it.

"Haha, Gringotts deserves to be called the safest place in the necromancer world." Seeing the tense atmosphere, Umbridge hurriedly laughed, "I'm afraid black necromancers who want to sneak in will be discouraged by this method."

As Umbridge spoke, the atmosphere suddenly eased.

So she took advantage of the situation and said: "Now we have reached the vault, look at Kamar-Taj's vault, and the truth will become clear."

As she spoke, she pointed to the vault with the torn brass door.

After Harmon saw it, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he said directly: "Yes, Ms. Umbridge is right, just take a look and the truth will become clear."

As he said that, he blinked at a goblin behind him, and when he saw the other party nodded slightly, he took the lead and walked straight away.

But the suppressed Dragon remained motionless, whimpering at most, allowing his most hated enemy to walk past his head.

Umbridge, Ian and others followed closely behind.

dark! silence!

Time seems to have passed for a long time, but it seems to be just a short moment.

The goblin Valen was a little dazed, as if he still had some important things to do, but he couldn't remember.

Moreover, he felt an inexplicable warmth, as if he had returned to an inexplicable embrace, wanting to continue to sleep.

"Warren. Wake up"

"Wake up..Varren Varun wake up"

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One after another voices sounded, and there seemed to be inexplicable pain in his body, and his will was gradually awakened.

As consciousness gradually awakened, memories began to recover.

Yes, there is indeed one important thing.

Extremely important! Urgent!

The reputation of Gringotts is at stake!

what is it then?

He tried hard to remember, but the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't think of it.

The darkness in front of him disappeared, and what was brought was light.

Inside the huge underground vault, there are a lot of fake Gold Galleons scattered around.

And near the very center of the vault, several goblins in blue clothes and a goblin in Tsing Yi are lying on the ground.

"Warren, you traitor, who made you do this?"

An angry shout sounded, as if stimulated, the goblin Varun opened his eyes, and a familiar face came into view.

"Elder Hahamon!"

In an instant, his memory was fully restored.

He had been ordered - to rush back to the Kamar-Taj vault, take all the counterfeit Galleons and replace them with real Galleons.

If time permits, sprinkle Galleons near the Thieves Falls to give the illusion that Kamar-Taj's magic is ineffective.

At the same time, the spell hints at the Dragon, a lesson to the necromancer who comes.

And now.

Thinking of being attacked by magic, she fell into a coma completely, and as a result, none of the tasks were completed.

Varen couldn't help sweating coldly.

"Mr. Ian, the matter is very clear." Harmon said with an extremely calm expression.

However, the goblins on the side seemed to sense the anger deep in Harmon's heart, and couldn't help trembling slightly.

"This matter is really our problem"

"There are traitors in our Gringotts, and they want to attack the client's vault."

"Fortunately, their plot did not succeed and was blocked by our guard goblin."

"Don't worry, necromancers, Gringotts will be responsible to the end and give everyone an explanation."

With that said, Harmon walked up to Ian, bowed deeply, and his head almost fell to the ground.

He said in an apologetic and remorseful tone: "Dear necromancers of Kamar-Taj, this matter is absolutely wrong, and it is all our Gringotts' fault."

"Please also give us a chance to investigate the traitors inside Gringotts and give everyone an explanation."

"As for the losses caused to Kamar-Taj, we at Gringotts will bear all the losses and double the compensation."

(end of this chapter)