The summer vacation passed quickly.

Three weeks before the start of school, Sherlock and Silk went to Diagon Alley together.

Although Silk bought the yard next to him, he only lived in it for less than half the time.

Sherlock packed a room for her at home, let her stay there, and even provided three meals a day.

Just as Sherlock promised him at Eddie's grave, he would try his best to take care of the former Amy and now Vera, and help his friend make up for his dereliction of duty as a father.

During this summer vacation, it was not the first time that Sherlock came to Diagon Alley, or he came very often, basically every three days.

Today, Shilk suddenly proposed to come to buy some things, and the two walked together.

After entering August, there are more and more young faces in Diagon Alley.

The little wizards who have not been out of school for a long time should purchase all kinds of books and stationery they need when they start school as soon as possible.

"I'm going to Gringotts to pick up some things, do you want to go with me?" Sherlock asked.

Silk shook his head.

"I'm not going, just buy something on the street."

Sherlock, of course, had no problem with that.

"Then we'll meet at the Leaky Cauldron later."

After agreeing on the time, the two separated on the central street of Diagon Alley.

Sherlock did not go directly to the destination, but found a remote corner, put the mask prepared in advance on his face, and became a member of the Lestrange family, and then went straight to the In Gringotts in the heart of Diagon Alley.

As soon as he entered, Griphook saw his face with a headache, and he was obviously a little conflicted, but he still moved forward to greet him.

"Mr. Lestrange," he called, bowing his head.

Sherlock looked at him condescendingly.

"I'm going to trouble you again today, Griphook."

Even though there was a lot of dissatisfaction in his heart, Griphook still said politely.

"It's our job to serve our customers."

But at this time, he couldn't help but grumble.

"But Mr. Lestrange, if you have any needs, you can ask us. As long as we can do it, we will satisfy it."

Sherlock sneered.

"I want to find something in my family's treasury and ask you to help me?"

"Gringotts is in the business of helping customers to count their property. If you need it, we will give you a list of your treasury property in just one day."

Griphook said humbly.

However, Sherlock did sneer and sneered.

"Then why don't you tell me your fee for this business? Let me guess how much the service fee is, has it risen to 5%?"

Griphook lowered his head and said.

"Five percent is not too much, sir, as long as you pay this small reward, you can know the wealth accumulated by your family for thousands of years, which is quite cost-effective."

Gu "Tell these words to a fool, and they won't believe it." Sherlock snorted coldly, "Besides, no matter how good your reputation is, it's not worthy of my complete trust. There are no longer a few fairies caught."

Hearing him say this, Griphook's dissatisfaction is beyond words.

"You can question our fees, but please don't question the integrity of Gringotts, sir."

Sherlock waved his hand indifferently.

"In that case, stop talking nonsense to me and do your job well. Now take me to the vault."

Griphook had to take him on the trolley in the underground tunnel for the thirteenth time in less than two months, to the family vault of the Lestrange family.

Opening the door of the vault, Griphook, as usual, guarded the door honestly, only Sherlock went in alone.

The gold and silver treasures in the vault have shrunk significantly at this time.

This is the result of Sherlock's thirteen trips to and from Gringotts.

After studying the copy spells and fire spells on those treasures, he determined that these spells were added on the basis of the entire Gringotts.

Within the scope of the goblin's territory, these two spells are basically impossible to be lifted, and as long as the thing is taken out of the scope of Gringotts, the spell on it will become invalid by itself.

If you want the goblin to help pack up all the treasures in the vault, the premise is that he needs to remove the magic that non-Lestrange family members can touch on these treasures in person, otherwise other goblins have no right to touch them. these treasures.

Including the inventory service just proposed by Griphook in the hall, if you want to count the quantity, type and value of these treasures, Sherlock needs to cancel the protection magic in the vault by himself.

Of course, Sherlock, who was disguised as a member of the Lestrange family, couldn't do it.

He can only use such a stupid method, take a part at a time, and after taking it out of Gringotts, the magic on it will be automatically dispelled.

To this end, Sherlock also spent a large sum of money to buy seven or eight pockets that had been reinforced with the Unmarked Stretch Charm, but the money was basically earned back on the first trip.

The Lestrange family's vault is like a golden mountain, and Sherlock is tirelessly planning to hollow out this golden mountain.

In the Ministry of Magic, there is no way to ban or deprive these people of their property, but Sherlock has no psychological burden.

Not only the property of the Lestrange family, but when the family's life had a chance, he would take it mercilessly.

Using control magic~lightnovelpub.net~ skillfully filled the pockets he carried with him, and the various treasures in the vault were reduced by a large amount.

Sherlock estimated the remaining amount in his heart, and it would take him two or three more times to evacuate all the things here.

However, he won't be so anxious in the future. Griphook's words today have already revealed his impatience. If it continues like this, there will be doubts when the fairies will become suspicious.

Anyway, the Lestrange family is still imprisoned in Azkaban, Sherlock understands the truth.

After the things were packed, he deliberately stayed in the vault for a while before coming out, and returned to the hall with Griphook.

"I don't think I will come again in a short time."

Hearing his words, Griphook was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted immediately, with an undisguised joy on his face.

"Ah, Mr. Lestrange, have you found what you were looking for?"

"I just found one temporarily." Sherlock turned to leave Gringotts. "If I need it later, I will come again."

Griphook's excited face froze obviously, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Sherlock's back.

No matter what happens in the future, at least it is enough to send this **** of plague away first.

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