The Occult Warlock of Hogwarts

"Then we can just forget it?" DeWitt stopped and said coldly, "I really can't swallow this breath."

"We haven't finished asking yet," Hermione signaled DeWitt to calm down, and she took over the task of interrogating Jin, "What's going on here?"

Jinzhuang Hutu: "What's going on?"

"It seems I asked unprofessionally," Hermione knew that she couldn't appear gentle when dealing with this kind of thing. She tried her best to sound cold, but the end result was that her tone became dull. A ruthless role was not suitable for Hermione.

She could only say as quickly as possible, "Who made it? When did it make it? Who are these goblins? Why don't they use magic? And where is the metal they forged? Is it goblin metal? You must answer these questions in order.

Answer one by one. If there are any omissions or wrong answers, I will... I will... let DeWitt punish you."

DeWitt took control of the notebook and gave Jin a few more strokes, proving that what Hermione said was true.

Jin still refused to let go. He pretended to be stupid and said: "What? I am old, can't hear, and have a bad memory. Can I..."

Hermione was kind-hearted, and she couldn't see Jin suffering, so she waved her hand and turned her face to signal DeWitt to increase his strength. So DeWitt gave up the front of the thick book, and broke it into pieces of paper, using the edges.

Every inch of the old goblin's skin was scratched. The dense blood stains appeared a moment later, and at the same time, Jin let out a low howl like a whimper.

"Don't scream," DeWitt said calmly, "Screaming is an answer."

So Jin answered all the questions Hermione had just asked in one breath, without any omissions or errors: "I made them! They were made when I was young! These are not pure goblins! They are... mixed blood! I can't trust anyone else."

That’s why they don’t cooperate deeply with other fairies! They don’t use magic because they don’t have the talent for magic! We don’t forge fairy metal! I don’t know how! This is all...all lies to you!"

DeWitt and Hermione were silent. After a moment, Hermione said: "So, the...liar we found is this...thing?"

"A little disappointed," DeWitt nodded slightly. He turned to the hybrid goblins carrying "weapons" and said, "Put down your weapons and keep cooperating. I can ignore the hostility you just unleashed. If you still treat me

If you continue to resist your demands, I will deal with you the same way I deal with my enemies. Now, tell me your answer through actions."

The mongrel goblins looked to Jin for advice. The old goblin Jin winked and quietly gave the order. The mongrel goblins screamed in unison and rushed over without fear of life and death - Hermione cast a spell before DeWitt drew his sword.

With a wave of the wand in his hand, he blocked the charge of the goblins with a barrier spell, causing these bastards to feel dizzy, fall to the ground, and groan like they were dreaming.

"They don't seem to be intelligent," Hermione explained, "and they don't seem to be doing much harm. Can we not kill them... or not?"

"I don't care at the moment," DeWitt controlled the wand to stop the process of transformation, and began to try to judge from the appearance what kind of blood other than goblins these hybrids had. He said casually, "You watch the processing and continue to ask questions. I will first

See if you have anything else... Veritaserum - do you have any? Remember to use it."

Hermione nodded, and she took over, using magic to continue to restrain Jin, and brought the old goblin to the other side. DeWitt came to where Jin was sitting just now, and he flipped through the documents on the table - most of them were letters, but a few

It's Gringotts' files and forms. Looking at the time, the earliest ones can be traced back to four or five years ago. This shows that the two parties have been cooperating for a long time, and it may even be far longer than four or five years. During this period, how many "Mudbloods" were there?

"Being deceived? When he thought of this, DeWitt hated Qijin even more, along with Gringotts and the entire group of goblins.

At this time, a heavily marked letter attracted DeWitt's attention. The content on it was not in English. If nothing else, it should be the text of the goblin. "Hermione," DeWitt called in a low voice, letting this person

The letter floated over, "Let it be translated."

There was nothing else worth paying attention to. DeWitt checked for the last time - after confirming that there were no hidden dark rooms or confidential props here, he came to Hermione and heard the key content of Jin's story to the end:

"...So...kill Rita Skeeter...destroy Ludo Bagman...and take away all the money that should belong to the goblins..."

There was another moment of silence.

"In short, this is a mistake," Hermione commented succinctly. "We wanted to see who was trying to defraud us of our money, but unexpectedly we found the murderer of Rita Skeeter... Although Rita

Skeeter is indeed worthy of death, but these goblins are not qualified to punish that woman at all, not to mention that they have deceived more people before us..."

"And these mixed-bloods, they are all the children of Jin - look at this one that looks extra wide after it falls...it was born after it stunned a...mother troll with magic potion," He

Min's expression was very strange. The words he had to say were like dirty things approaching, disgusting, but he still had to find a way to describe them, "What about the others? And - human beings, it also used despicable means...

I don't know what to do with it."

DeWitt asked a question that hit Hermione's soul: "You really don't know?"

"I thought about killing it," Hermione admitted after a moment of silence, "and then the idea scared me."

"When you experience the advantages brought by power for the first time, violence will become one of the backup options you consider," DeWitt said calmly. "When you kill too many people, seizing the power of others to survive becomes a problem."

It has become a very natural thing. The only difference lies in the considerations involved and whether the timing of killing can make you feel at ease."

"It is undeniable that the behavior of this goblin is worthy of death," DeWitt paused and continued, "but the existence of its entire individual should not be more important than the impact on you. So, what do you think?

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Hermione's face was sullen, and she slowly raised the wand in her hand and pointed it at Jin.

The poor goblin in the air realized what might happen next, and it began to try to struggle hard. Its ugly eyes were filled with turbid tears, and its meaningless shouts were spurted out together with the snot from its huge pointed nose.

.

"There's no need to force it," DeWitt said, realizing that he had said too much. "I'm just telling you my thoughts after committing irreversible killings. I'm not asking you to keep struggling with your thoughts."

Then make a tough decision."

Seeing that Hermione was still hesitating, DeWitt reached out and took off Jin's head in advance, neatly solving the problem that troubled Hermione. At the same time, he said: "Killing can't prove anything. Don't think about it anymore. There is more important thing next."

things to consider.”