Bella's head slammed into the thick iron fence, blood splattered everywhere.

Everyone was taken aback, "Quickly imprisoned!" Ethan raised his wand without hesitation and used an imprisoning spell on Bella to prevent her from committing suicide.

No one thought that Bella's loyalty to Voldemort would allow her to give her life without the slightest hesitation.

Of course Bella knew that only she could open the Lestrange family's treasury and take out the vital Voldemort Horcrux.

In order to protect Voldemort's Horcrux from falling into the hands of Ethan's group, Bella chose to kill herself without hesitation.

Despite Ethan's reaction, Bella's head was hit hard.

"Damn! Damn!" Moody yelled.

After hearing the news, he took over a long string of keys, and began to find the key that could open the door to Bella's cell.

After a frantic search, Moody finally found the key to Bella's cell door.

He hurriedly inserted the key into the keyhole and opened the door to Bella's cell.

Then everyone squeezed in and looked anxiously at Bella.

Now that Bella's life and death are of the utmost importance, if Bella were to die, it would be extremely difficult to retrieve the Hufflepuff's gold cup he had kept in the vault.

Ethan took two steps and ran to Bella's body, stretched out his hand, but fortunately Bella wasn't dead, and was still breathing weakly.

But Bella's forehead was smeared with blood, and the wound on her forehead was deep enough to see the bones.

Without hesitation, Snape took out a bottle of white fresh essence and sprinkled it on Bella's forehead.

A burst of green smoke emerged from the wound on Bella's forehead, and the blood was stopped immediately. Even the wound on Bella's head began to heal gradually after touching the white fresh essence.

The wound looked as if it had grown for a few days, and the exposed flesh was covered with a new layer of skin.

But Bella did not wake up because of this, and was still in a coma.

"She knocked herself out, mad woman." Snape glanced at Bella with disgust and muttered.

Then Snape opened another bottle of potion, trying to put it under Bella's nose and wake her up.

"Don't do that! It's easier to take her out when she's passed out than when she's awake." Moody waved to stop Snape, who was trying to wake Bella.

Then Moody pulled out a large blanket, put Bella in it, and wrapped it up.

Then he lifted Bella like a log, put it on his shoulder, and walked towards the door.

The way out was very smooth, no one blocked, and soon the group reached the outside of Azkaban.

"Okay, gentlemen, we're going to Gringotts next," Dumbledore said in a relaxed tone.

Then everyone's Ou grabbed the people next to each other.

Phoenix Fox flew high again and grabbed Dumbledore's shoulder with his claws.

With the bright fire coming out of Fox again, the figures of everyone disappeared on the black reef of Azkaban.

The red flames appeared again in an empty room of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, and several people came to the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

Ethan stood on the spot and took a long breath. No matter how many times he came, Ethan couldn't adapt to the discomfort caused by teleportation.

"Okay, Severus, it's time to wake Bella," Dumbledore said.

Moody then unwrapped Bella, who was still asleep.

Snape picked up the potion again and shook it in front of Bella's nose, Bella's brow furrowed.

Then he opened his eyes immediately.

Bella, who woke up, didn't seem to understand the situation at first, and looked around with confusion in her eyes.

But soon, she reacted, Bella looked around at everyone present with eyes like venomous snakes, and then jumped up.

She quickly searched for a sharp corner of the table with her eyes, and immediately wanted to hit it hard.

"Out of body!" Moody didn't give Bella another chance to commit suicide, and immediately controlled Bella with the Imperius Curse.

"Bella, you have to help us open the treasure house your family has stored in Gringotts," Moody said to Bella.

"Okay, Mr. Moody, I'll do it." Bella said obediently, so obedient that she couldn't tell her true identity was Voldemort's most loyal Death Eater.

After everything was arranged, Moody covered Bella with a black cloth, and a few people walked out of the room at the Leaky Cauldron.

The bar owner stared blankly at the scene in front of him, and he felt a little confused.

He doesn't remember at all that he ever hosted such a group of "celebrities"

But these people came down from their upstairs rooms inexplicably. This left Tom completely baffled.

"Sorry, Tom, we used your room," Dumbledore said first.

"Oh, it's all right, Mr. Dumbledore, use whatever you want," Tom replied.

Afterwards, several people passed the path of the Leaky Cauldron Bar, came to Diagon Alley, and came to Gringotts.

Dumbledore was a big client of Gringotts, so when Dumbledore came to Gringotts, he was immediately warmly welcomed by the goblins.

A goblin who looked like a manager trotted in front of Dumbledore.

"Mr. Dumbledore! It's an honor for you to come to Gringotts Bank today. What kind of business do you want to do? You don't have to wait in line! Customers like you can take the priority channel!"

The fairy said enthusiastically.

"Bogrod" Dumbledore obviously knew the goblin, and called out the goblin's name at once.

"We do have some business to do, but before that, can you arrange a lounge for us?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

Bogrod's eyes quickly swept around Ethan and his party, and then nodded.

"Of course there's no problem." Bogrod said briskly, "It's afternoon tea time, gentlemen, please treat yourself to an afternoon tea here."

Then Bogrod took brisk steps and led the group into a spacious lounge inside Gringotts. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

It is literally a small home here, with coffee tables, sofas, tables, bookshelves and other supporting facilities.

And are inlaid with gold trim.

The lounge is luxuriously furnished, with sofas made of magic animal skins, with thermal insulation and automatic massage functions.

Foods suitable for afternoon tea such as cakes, fruits, black tea are also placed on the coffee table.

"We're here to withdraw money, Bogrod," said Dumbledore.

"Okay, no problem, who are you doing this business?" Bogrod asked with a smile.

Bogrod has a very good professionalism, and the average goblin hates someone taking wealth from them.

Although this wealth is not much of theirs.

But on Bogrod's face, no emotional fluctuations could be seen perfectly.

He still bowed politely and looked at everyone with a smile.