Chapter 139 The Man on the Fire Dragon's Back

“Snap! Snap! Snap!”

A series of crisp sounds rang out in front of the door of Gringotts. In the gray vortex, a dozen neatly dressed Aurors looked solemn.

Scrimgeour walked quickly to the goblin in charge of Gringotts. His face was like a bluestone that had not changed for thousands of years. His slightly lame foot did not slow him down. He was still vigorous and resolute, with his black windbreaker half open.

Kingsley and other famous Aurors were also behind him.

However, Moody and Tonks did not participate in this operation. One of them had retired, and the other had not yet officially joined the company.

“Frus Scrimgeour,” the goblin dressed like a banker saw Scrimgeour and immediately rushed over, grabbing him with a palm as big and old as a palm leaf fan.

“Where is the prisoner who broke into Gringotts?” Scrimgeour asked directly without any beating around the bush.

“Still in the cave. There is an anti-Apparition spell here. He can’t escape! I want you to catch him immediately! Hand him over to us!” The goblin screamed.

His tone was not kind, and even a little commanding, but Scrimgeour was too lazy to dwell on it. He was concerned about the safety of the property in Gringotts.

To put it bluntly, at least half of the wizards in the UK have opened vaults in Gringotts. And the larger the family, the more closely related it is to Gringotts. If Gringotts is really robbed, it will be a big trouble.

"Of course." Scrimgeour nodded stiffly.

He glanced at Kingsley, and the sturdy black wizard immediately understood and rushed in through the door of Gringotts with several Aurors.

Only then did Scrimgeour notice that the door of Gringotts was blown to pieces.

The huge copper door was gone - in fact, more than half of it smashed into the Partridge Cauldron Shop, and now a wall of the ancient shop has collapsed.

"I can't believe you only brought so few people!" The goblin said very dissatisfiedly.

"The Ministry of Magic has its own arrangements." Scrimgeour said calmly. He led the remaining Aurors to block the exit of Gringotts. If Kingsley and his men failed to stop the intruder, they would be the last guarantee.

"Expand the range of the anti-Apparition spell." He ordered coldly, like a machine.

"You have your own arrangements? You just wasted time and manpower on the two jailbreakers! You Ministry of Magic are a bunch of good-for-nothings! The matter of Tom Riddle killing two goblins has not been settled yet!" The goblin cursed.

"The Minister has talked to Bodrick, who is in contact with the Goblin Brotherhood through the Goblin Liaison Office, about this matter a few days ago." Scrimgeour said, "In addition, Gringotts was originally managed by you goblins. Now that intruders have appeared again and again, I'm afraid it's because you are not managing it well. If you can't manage it, hand it over!"

The goblin seemed to want to say something unpleasant, but Scrimgeour walked away. The goblin's ugly face turned as red as pig liver.

It was impossible to ask the goblins to hand over Gringotts. This decision was made from the beginning to appease the goblins' dissatisfaction and was the result of the Ministry of Magic's compromise with repeated incidents. If the goblins were forced to hand over Gringotts, if there was another rebellion, Scrimgeour would not be able to bear the responsibility.

He asked the Aurors to make full preparations. On the other side, Kingsley also led a team of Aurors to cautiously enter Gringotts.

There were still injured goblins in the hall who had not evacuated. They were injured by the spell when Voldemort broke in by force. The whole hall seemed to have been bombed. The protective magic that should have worked was so fragile under Voldemort's attack.

Seeing Kingsley and the Aurors come in, the goblins in the hall did not act arrogantly.

"Sir, the intruder is in vault No. 12--"

Kingsley nodded. In fact, there was no need for the goblins to say more. He only needed to follow the traces of destruction to find the location of the violent intruder.

He was about to lead the Aurors into the cave, when the entire mountain under Gringotts suddenly began to shake violently. The ground under his feet was shaking, and the hard stalactites hanging above his head seemed to be shaking as well. The rock pillars that stood in the huge cave connecting the top and bottom of the cave seemed to make a cracking sound...

Kingsley was a little worried about the cave collapse.

If such a huge cave collapsed, they would have no power to resist. Apparition could not be used, and the spell might not be able to protect them.

Kingsley was still worried, but the goblin could not see their hesitation.

"What are you waiting for?"

Kingsley sighed and was about to call the other Aurors to follow him down, but another violent shaking came.

This time it was more serious, so that the floor of the hall broke like a biscuit. They almost lost their balance, and an Auror almost fell into the cave. Fortunately, Kingsley reacted quickly and cast a spell in time to pull him back.

Then, a monster-like roar was heard from the depths of the cave.

The shrill roar echoed in the cave for a long time, so that the sound was completely different, and it was impossible to tell which monster it was.

"It's that fire dragon!" The injured goblin clenched his fists tightly, with an uncontrollable excitement on his face, "This time, the intruder must be burned to ashes! You are useless, Aurors, leave quickly, we won't give you a penny if you stay!"

The goblin's words made the Aurors a little annoyed, but they did not get angry, but looked into the depths of the cave.

There, the red and blue-white flames kept alternating.

The flames gushed out from the deepest part of the cave like a flood that broke through the dam, and a huge black shadow rushed up through the flames. Kingsley saw clearly that it was a dragon.

The Ministry of Magic knew that a dragon was raised under Gringotts, and it was legal.

No, rather than saying it was legal, it would be better to say that when the goblins raised the dragon, the UK had not yet enacted a law prohibiting private dragon breeding!

But Kingsley did not expect that the dragon seemed to have escaped at this moment, and was somewhat out of control.

Unlike the goblin's confidence in the dragon, he felt that the dragon seemed to be a little frightened and panicked. The flames did not come out of its throat, but it seemed to be running for its life.

It seemed that there was something extremely terrifying in the flames chasing it?

But Kingsley did not have time to think too much.

He only knew that no matter how miserable the dragon looked, it was still a dragon!

It only needed to stretch its muscles and bones casually to cause huge casualties.

"Stop it!" Kingsley roared.

He picked up the wand and planned to cast an eye disease spell on the dragon when it rushed up.

The dragon's magic resistance was very high. Even though the dragon in front of him seemed to be very old, Kingsley still doubted whether his magic could penetrate its skin.

"Ah!"

At this time, the Auror who almost fell down suddenly screamed in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"There is someone on the dragon's back!"

Kingsley immediately squinted and saw the black shadow standing on the dragon's back.