No way.

Before reaching the location of the 83rd vault of the Parkinson family, the minecart had to stop because it was time to hit the "ground".

However, it is clear that the so-called "ground" at the bottom of this pit is actually a rock platform created by the fairies. Not to mention the remnants of the magic wave that haven't disappeared, just the fairies who are running back and forth on the platform are enough to explain a lot.

What's more, Maca also saw a hole in the middle of the platform at the bottom of the pit, and many fairies were carrying a lot of things in and out of it. There is no need to explain it by pulling the ring. Based on the previous description, Maca can guess what they are going to move.

However, just as Maca followed the pull ring and leapt out of the minecart, the fairies who were moving things stopped their movements and looked at him alertly.

"Gripping ring! How dare you bring the wizard down here? You stupid goblin ... don't you want to betray His Excellency Algot and betrayal of our goblin family?"

While one of the fairies pointed at Griphook and made a loud complaint, many other fairies hurled around Maca and Mr. Parkinson's side, with many unscrupulous eyes.

To be honest, Mr. Parkinson is now panicking.

Because he was born with a guts, and the fairy family has never been able to get in touch with "friendliness", surrounded by these little dwarfs, he suddenly felt scalp.

Although many wizards look down on fairies, they must admit that the magic of fairies is no worse than that of modern wizards.

Just as Parkinson narrowed his neck slightly with the hostile eyes of the goblins, a voice suddenly came from a certain direction in the periphery.

"Who allows you to be rude to your guests? Just let it go, don't get in the way!"

A lot of fairies heard that when they stepped back and forth, they immediately vacated an aisle. Then, Maca and Parkinson saw a fairy slightly taller than other members of the same race, appearing suddenly, walking towards the side of Maca from the back.

"Oh! Isn't this Mr. McLean? Hello, I'm glad to meet you!" The goblin came to Maca, and greeted Maca very enthusiastically, but then she turned around, "But to be honest, I would like to tell you more about it than here."

Although not very straightforward, the meaning of the other party has been made clear-he obviously did not welcome Marka's "accidental arrival" at all.

However, to the other party's euphemistic reminder, Maca didn't care.

"Mr. Argot, isn't it?" He looked down at the goblin president and waved his hand gently, "Listen ... if you are only going to avoid this disaster, I will not interfere with you, you think It doesn't have much to do with where I hide. And I didn't come here to trouble you-"

As he spoke, he pointed to Mr. Parkinson next to him, and then continued:

"You see, this is the current owner of the Parkinson's family. And this time, I was going to ask him to find something in his family's vault, that's it. After we went to the 83 vault, you should do Continue to do whatever you want, including 'cleaning up' those that have lost their heritage, and that is your freedom. "

"So," Speaking of it, Maca paused before asking, "Can we pass now?"

But in front of him, the Gringotts governor, Algot, stared at him with his neck down, and said hesitantly:

"Mr. McLean ... Are you sure you are not going to interfere in our lives? As far as I know, you and your staff are currently quite understaffed. Even if the federation comes to support, I am afraid it is not enough to establish a victory?"

When Maca heard this, she immediately understood what this guy was worried about-this Algort was worried, maybe Maca would find them goblins to participate in the fight against Helbo together.

And war is definitely one of the things that goblins are most resistant to today, none of them.

After all, their kingdom was destroyed in the war between wizards and wizards, and this time the battle between Maca and Haierbo may be more than that time.

"Relax!" Maca thought for a while, and said calmly, "Seriously, even if I forcibly drag in your fairies, it will not have much impact on the current situation. Therefore, I think You can take it easy. It ’s okay to observe the situation again or hide now. ”

"Is that so ..."

Although Maca's words were somewhat inconceivable to the fairies, Algort knew it, and knew that Maca could be honest.

The despicable Haierbo of the ancient black sorcerer, I am afraid that anyone who sees it will have to faint, and it is not a humiliation to compare with such a thousand-year-old immortal monster.

"Okay!" Argo nodded characteristically. "Mr. McLean, you are also a well-known person in the world. I hope you will not break your word. So ... please! Treasury 83, you can go at any time."

Having said that, he glanced at the dazed leprechaun on the other side of Maca, and then waved his hands at the people around him, frowning sharply:

"It's gone, it's all gone! Keep going-don't delay Mr. McLean's precious time here!"

After all, Algort still didn't dare to provoke Maca ... Just kidding, a guy who can fight the ancient black wizard for so long is intact, who dares to live with him!

But at this moment, Maca suddenly seemed to think something, and suddenly said:

"Right! Mr. Algot, do you have a time converter?"

"Time converter?"

As the head of Gringotts, Algot knew all kinds of treasures in this world, and he naturally knew what a time converter was.

But unfortunately, when I saw him, he quickly shook his head and said:

"Maybe someone stored the time converter in our vault at Gringotts, but as long as we don't pass directly by our hands, we won't know. And to say that in our own collection ... I'm sure there is none . "

With that said, he turned to:

"Mr. McLean, do you need to find a time converter? Then ... why don't you go directly to the Ministry of Magic? As far as I know, there are at least twenty more in the Ministry of Mystery Affairs department."

"Obviously, I've been there."

Maca spread his hands and said nothing more, and then greeted Mr. Parkinson and Lahuan to the big hole in the middle of the platform.

"Gripping ring, go on to Treasury No. 83-show the way!"

When Maca left, Algot's gaze passed over the goblin ring again, but he shook his head after all, leaving out the ring that was controlled by Maca.

As long as McLean can leave here sooner, any way! Not even a tribe being controlled is a big deal.

After a while.

"Mr. Parkinson, did you find it?"

"Uh ... sorry, not yet."

Out of minimal courtesy, Maca stood at the door of the vault to avoid suspicion. But although others didn't go in, the induction of the vault was not interrupted from beginning to end.

The Treasury of the Parkinson's family really hides a lot of messy babies. Even if their lives are so tight, there are still many valuable collections in the Treasury.

It seems that if they are willing to sell the collection, at least Pansy's generation will be able to spend it safely.

However, Maca did not find any magic fluctuations similar to the time converter-the obscurity and harshness that is unique to the rules of time, he didn't perceive it at all.

Therefore, unless the Parkinson's house puts the time converter in a closed container that can shield the magic from escaping, otherwise it is gone.

"Sure enough ... is Pansy's mother just talking nonsense?"

In fact, Vanessa could not say that she was talking nonsense, remembering that she didn't say half affirmative words at the time, and in the end it was just asking her husband to come to the vault to "find it".

However, every sentence she had at that time obviously also intentionally or unintentionally enlarged the possibility of having a time converter, and never denied it.

"Well," Maca pouted, and secretly said in her heart, "I hope you can get it at last, or else--"

Even if there is such a little face of Panxi, Maca's patience is quite limited at present, and now whoever really delays him will be anxious with whom.

Just thinking, Marka saw Mr. Parkinson finally come out of the vault, and said with regret:

"Mr. McLean, that ... really not."

"Let's go!" Maca waved. "You don't have to stay in the Ministry anymore. I'll take you home ... Besides, I think it's necessary for me to talk to your wife again."

"Uh ... Mr. McLean?" Parkinson gave him a careful look ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ your tone ... seems a bit scary? "

When Maca heard that, she could only squeeze out a dry smile at the shrinking middle-aged man, and said casually:

"Are you sure? You must have thought more!"

After getting into the minecart, Maca urged Mr. Parkinson to hurry up, then pull the ring again to push the lever, and drive back along the rails "Kala".

This trip to Gringotts was obviously fruitless. Although Maca didn't spend much time hurrying along the way, it was a vain trip after all.

So now, Maca is a little annoyed.

When passing the previous rock platform, Maca didn't mean to stop at all. After changing the minecart, he immediately left quickly.

Algot looked up at the figure he left, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief-no matter whether it was Haierbo or this Maca McLean, he didn't want to see one!