The Trinity of Harry Potter

"Gringotts...remain neutral."

Asule said with difficulty, Dumbledore said nothing.

"We will no longer redeem Muggle gold bricks of unknown origin."

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Half an hour ago, Asule didn't want Dumbledore to speak.

Now, Asule wanted to kneel on the ground and beg Dumbledore to speak.

Finally, facing Dumbledore's calm gaze, Asule's legs softened and he slipped off the chair.

"We will not take the opportunity to acquire the property of the Death Eaters, nor will we buy the magic items they sell." Asule collapsed on the ground, his skinny body shrinking into a ball, "We can only do this."

"We cannot freeze the Death Eaters' treasury, otherwise Gringotts will lose its majesty and the wizarding world's financial system will be completely shaken."

"You don't want to either, right?"

Dumbledore stood up, looked down at Asule who was holding the hem of his robe with his slender fingers, and said softly: "I must admit that Gringotts is very important. We really don't want to destroy the achievements that Gringotts has accumulated over hundreds of years.

reputation."

"Before coming, Kano asked me to bring you a message."

Dumbledore's blue eyes burst out with lightning sharpness: "He said, 'If Gringotts thinks they are important, then I will let them know that I am not that important either'."

"I advise him not to get too excited. But you have to be clear, Asule."

"I am also a wizard. Although I support living in harmony with other races, this does not mean that I will let some ambitious people suck the blood of wizards and want to cut their flesh."

Dumbledore pulled out the robe he was holding in Asule's hand and walked out of this luxurious office.

Asule collapsed to the ground, finally understanding the helpless and meaningful look in his predecessor's eyes when he took over as president.

Without absolute violence, money and status are just castles in the air.

If Voldemort hadn't appeared, even Scrimgeour with a team of Aurors would have been able to suppress Gringotts.

Unfortunately, Asule has been too preoccupied recently, enjoying the short-lived good time of being a fence-sitter, and forgetting the most fundamental things.

Thinking of the way Kano was wrapped in various magic powers at the end of the picture, with silver light escaping from the corners of his eyes, Asule couldn't help but tremble.

I hope Dumbledore lives another hundred years and stops this god of murder.

A group of Death Eaters fled back to Malfoy Manor and found that they had left their master behind.

Fortunately, a few seconds later, an embarrassed Voldemort appeared among them carrying a blackened Snape.

"Take out all the potions! Take out!" he growled, his red eyes scanning the silent Death Eaters.

Bella rushed up to check on Voldemort's condition, and Voldemort couldn't help showing a look of disgust.

However, he still kept his sense and knew that Bella was dragged away by her husband just now, and under the circumstances just now, it was the right thing to leave as soon as possible.

But people's hearts are unreasonable.

The real loyalist, Snape, was carried into the room with all hands. Lucius's wife Narcissa was invited out to give Snape a simple examination.

"He was severely burned and the magic power in his body was extremely disordered. He must be sent to St. Mungo's immediately, otherwise he will definitely die."

"Go quickly!" Voldemort roared, and several Death Eaters with no criminal record immediately took him away.

The core Death Eaters knelt in a circle, and Voldemort sat helplessly on a high-backed chair.

"It's impossible for him to become so strong in a short period of time." Voldemort muttered with lingering fear, "He must have used some method with huge consequences."

More than one Death Eater secretly complained that the child looked so relaxed, as if he had used some evil trick.

But no one dared to mention this, so they had to lower their heads and say nothing.

"Lucius, go contact the people from Gringotts and exchange the gold into Galleons as soon as possible." Voldemort ordered, "Snape...forget it, Rodolphus, when the Galleons arrive, you will contact him.

Foreign hired wizards must sign magic contracts with them before they get the news."

After receiving their assignment, the two stood up and bowed to leave.

Voldemort thought silently for a while, then asked Crouch Jr. to step forward.

"Barty, go help me collect these things." Voldemort handed him a piece of paper, "There is no need to keep it secret, but it must be done quickly."

After seeing it, Crouch Jr. immediately lit it on fire, nodded, and left the room.

Now, only Bella was left kneeling on the ground.

"Bella, you are my most trusted subordinate. You have to help me with something."

Bella was eager to have the opportunity to show her loyalty to Voldemort. There had been no results in checking the ghost some time ago, and her performance just now was not good, which made her even more eager to prove herself.

Voldemort took out a dozen magical photos from his pocket and handed them to Bella.

Bella looked at the photo in confusion, then raised her head and looked at her master in confusion.

"Some time ago, there was an old monster in the magic world who developed a potion called the Potion of Heirs." Voldemort said slowly, "Many pure-blood families have new heirs as a result."

"This is why they are so short of money recently."

Bella's eyes revealed a cruel light: "Kill them all and let these..."

Even Voldemort was shocked. If Bella really did this, Voldemort would really betray his family.

Of course, he didn't show it. After all, for a fanatical person like Bella, it would be impossible to control her if he didn't show that he was even more crazy than her.

"There's no rush, go catch them first and don't hurt them yet."

Voldemort calmly spoke to cool down Bella, and then she left the room.

Voldemort finally couldn't bear it any longer and spat out a mouthful of black blood with a scorching breath.

The black blood lost its suppression and burned into a white fireball in the air, making Voldemort's face in the dark room even paler.

What's going on with this kid?

Voldemort finally regained his breath and recalled Kano's every move in shock.

Snape had told him that Black disappeared for a while and went to Durmstrang to retrieve the antidote to the Snake Spring Poison.

But he used divine power when refining the snake spring poison. Where did this antidote come from?

Could it be that Blake had an unexpected encounter in Durmstrang and became a god under the priesthood of a certain Nordic god like an Egyptian pharaoh?

However, something didn't feel right about him. The battle was so fierce, and there was no faith flowing into him.

It was because of this that Voldemort was certain that Kano had used some off-board trick.

No matter what, I have to find new power. I hope Crouch can find those things soon so that I can try again.

Snape would have to wait a few days to see if there was anything wrong with Black.

Thinking of this, Voldemort banged his head in annoyance.

Snape is undoubtedly loyal, I hope he can survive this time.

But Bella's performance this time disappointed him, and sending her to do such a hateful job just now was also a test.

According to the records given by Snape, among the defense plans Bella knew, Rozier Manor had the least defensive magic, but in fact it was the most heavily defended location.

Black's performance this time was devastating, and the defensive magic did not cause him any trouble.

Therefore, Voldemort could not confirm whether he stepped on the trap due to wrong intelligence from the mole, or whether he was unlucky enough to pick the wrong target.

Bella…