roccoschili Chapter 145 The Vault of Despair
Chapter 145 The Vault of Despair
Clerk John, who was walking in Diagon Alley, looked at the devastated streets and the bleak neighborhood, and felt mixed emotions in his heart at this moment.
Since the arrival of the new year, the Ministry of Magic had finally embezzled the inheritance of the Black family in the Gringotts Bank through a series of operations.
But when those greedy bugs excitedly opened the Gringotts Bank Black family vault.
The scene in front of them nearly collapsed. As the pure-blood family with the longest history in Britain, the Black family should have amassed extraordinary wealth.
But when the door of the vault was opened, there were only less than [-] Galleons inside, and all the various treasures that should have been there were all gone.
A pure-blood family that has been passed down for nearly a thousand years, even if the other party must have a private treasury in his old house.
And no matter how you calculate it, according to the accounting officials of the Ministry of Magic, there are no less than 300 million Galleons in the most luxurious Black family vault at the bottom of Gringotts Bank.
However, after they actually opened the door of the vault that they had been thinking about, what appeared before their eyes was such a desperate scene.
Clerk John had a very deep memory, the moment the vault door opened, after seeing all the wealth inside.
Almost immediately, Mr. Cornelius Fudge grabbed the collar of the goblin who helped to open the door, opened his red eyes, and roared in a voice that was almost roaring.
"Is it because you have embezzled the money here, I know that these things should not be placed here with you, you shameful and despicable guys."
"I shouldn't have agreed to your conditions in the first place. I forgave you the huge debts you bear, and your own compatriots are unwilling to use money to rescue you."
"At that time, we should have asked the Aurors to arrest you all and sell them all to those strange circuses."
While talking, Mr. Cornelius Fudge shook the goblin crazily, and vomited out everything he shook.
The stinky vomit was sprayed on the opponent's luxurious robes, but even so, Mr. Cornelius Fudge was still shaking the opponent frantically.
Until the oldest goblin in Gringotts Bank came forward to testify, it said in an extremely humble tone.
"The gate of this vault was forged with extremely legendary craftsmanship and has a long history."
"Aside from the owner of the vault, only a Ministry of Magic stamped certificate can open it."
"Although we covet the wealth inside, we are not pure fools, and we can clearly distinguish the current situation."
It was only at this moment that Mr. Cornelius Fudge let go of the goblin, after looking at the wealth in the vault again.
He no longer had the strength to stand on his own body, but slowly fell to his knees on the ground, and then said in a sobbing tone.
"It's over, it's over, old Barty Crouch was right, how can a grown man really get serious with a kid?"
"He played us all, everything is over, we just wash the neck well and wait for others to chop it off."
Clerk John remembered that everyone's eyes were very distracted at that time, and some people wanted to pull Mr. Cornelius Fudge up, but they didn't know why.
I also seemed to have lost all my strength, and sat on the ground one by one.
Looking at the group of gentlemen who used to be in name, and now they are all in a state of despair, Clerk John thought at the time that it should not be too pleasant.
And until this time, the old goblin slowly walked to Mr. Cornelius Fudge's side, and said slowly in a weak voice.
"There is still a chance, although there is no direct evidence to prove that Augustus Dumbledore is the one who pretended to be Peter Pettigrew."
"But in this world, apart from him, I don't think anyone has that level of magic, including the mysterious person who is cooperating with you."
As soon as the word "mysterious man" appeared, everyone present stopped discussing and looked at the old goblin in unison.
Facing everyone's suspicious eyes, the old goblin didn't care at all, it continued on its own.
"And now you don't have enough money, and we're stuck with an exceptionally onerous debt payment."
"The British Gringotts Bank has reached the point of destruction, but it's not that there is no funds here, it's just that the funds are due to the contract."
"Forced to be locked in our books, whether you believe it or not, we goblins are the most contract-abiding race."
"Although in the impression of you humans, we are greedy and shameless, it is true in life, but once the contract is signed in black and white."
"No matter when it comes, no matter what obstacles we encounter, no matter what consequences it will lead to, we will definitely fulfill it."
After listening to the other party's long list of arguments, Mr. Cornelius Fudge became a little impatient, and he asked suspiciously.
"What exactly do you want? You even said that our interests are the same, so hurry up and take practical actions."
"Don't you feel our situation? The only thing we rely on now is this layer of legal identity."
"Once those ordinary wizards can't survive, they will launch a referendum and oust me as Minister of Magic."
"Once these people lose all their legitimacy and are even judged as public enemies by the referendum, I don't think I need to say anything more about the consequences we will face."
In saying these words, Mr. Cornelius Fudge seemed to use all the strength of his lungs, and he had never heard him make such a loud voice.
That shout like Hong Zhong echoed continuously in the vault.
And the old goblin who was sprayed with saliva finally showed his hole card at this moment, and he took out a roll of extraordinarily luxurious parchment from his arms.
The roll of parchment looked like a top-level alchemy product, and the complicated magic patterns on it showed that it was rich in magical energy.
The mottled and various imprints indicate that this roll of parchment has an unusually long history.
"This is the contract signed by Gringotts Bank in England with a big pure-blood family. It was signed by the founders of the major pure-blood families and the predecessors of Gringotts Bank."
"As long as you show the certificate from the Ministry of Magic, and sign it with the signatures of all senior officials, and stamp it with the official seal of the Minister of Magic."
"We can dissolve this agreement in a reasonable and legal way, and then the funds frozen on those accounts can be continuously transferred to you."
Holding the roll of parchment, the old goblin spoke slowly in a very weak voice.
Clerk John remembered that when the other party said this, his voice was so weak, but in that silent vault, it sounded more deafening than Mr. Cornelius Fudge's roar.