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Chapter 639 You, Jin Galleon, have a problem!

Since Tom agreed, Scrimgeour could only go down with him to count the deposits in the Lestrange vault.

"Bring a bag of jingle bells." Seeing that the representatives of the wizard and the dementor insisted, the goblin in front of Tom also took action. He asked a younger goblin to bring him a bulging small leather bag.

After getting the jingle tablet, he waited for a few more minutes before an older goblin who looked a little tired came.

"I am Bogrorod, one of the thirteen directors of Gringotts. Today I will take you two to the Lestrange family's treasury together with Griphook. Please come with me." He bowed slightly and led the way.

Tom and Scrimgeour walked towards a door in the hall.

Griphook, the goblin holding the list, bowed to the two of them again and set off with his boss, along with a dozen young goblins. They were the main force in this inventory operation.

Scrimgeour waved and took two Aurors down with him. Tom thought about it and ordered a few dementors to follow him at a distance to support him.

The group of people followed Bogrod, passed through a rough stone corridor, and came to a steep descent. There was a small railway at the bottom of the slope, and several small carts were parked on the railway.

Bogrorod, Griphook, Tom and Scrimgeour got into the first car together, while the other goblins and Aurors sat in the back cars, and the dementors sat at the back.

After a few people sat firmly, the car started suddenly and dived underground at an extremely fast speed. The wind howled along the way. The sound of the car and the wind made Tom almost deaf and could not hear anything.

The Lestrange family's vault is very deep underground, and the track winds along the way, like a maze. Tom is also a little lucky: if there were no goblins to lead the way, he would probably have to search for several days just to find the vault.

After the car descended to a certain position, it quickly turned a corner, and a waterfall appeared in front of the car.

"Thief-proof Falls." Griphook only had time to introduce the name of the waterfall to Tom before the car rushed over and drenched Tom and Scrimgeour.

"Bah!" Scrimgeour was caught off guard and was given several mouthfuls of water. He was now trying hard to spit out the water he had choked on.

Griphook looked a little embarrassed. He told Tom and Scrimgeour that this was a defensive device of Gringotts that could wash away all spells and magical disguises. What he did not tell them was that this defense mechanism would not normally

Open, open now. It can only be said that the goblins of Gringotts are very dissatisfied with the surprise inspection by the Ministry of Magic, and have done some tricks to disgust these wizards.

However, the appearance of the anti-thief waterfall showed that the group was not far from the finish line. Sure enough, after the car turned a corner, a huge fire dragon appeared in front of the group.

It was a Ukrainian Iron Belly, the largest fire dragon in the world. It was tied to the ground and guarded the deepest vaults. It could be seen from its pale and loose scales and cloudy eyes that it was imprisoned underground.

Too long.

This underground space looks large, but it is still too small for a fire dragon. If its wings are spread out, it will easily fill the entire basement. This cramped space makes it even more violent, and it will become more violent when it hears any noise.

Turning his head, there was a firelight shining between his mouth and nose.

Bogrod immediately took out the small bag, took out a small metal utensil from it, and shook it quickly. The small utensil made a clear and loud clanking sound, which echoed among the stone walls.

The giant dragon trembled, stepped aside, and let the door of the treasury open.

"The application of conditioned reflexes." Tom muttered, watching the goblins open the door of the vault, and then cast a spell to eliminate the fire spell and copying spell on the treasure inside.

"I really can't understand the brain circuit of the Lestrange family. Even though they are so rich, they still think about making trouble every day." Scrimgeour looked at the piles of gold, silver and jewelry and sighed.

"If I had so much money, I would definitely find a place to enjoy life." An Auror brought by Scrimgeour responded.

Tom took advantage of the disappearance of the vault door and quickly searched for traces of the Hufflepuff Gold Cup. However, the gold cup was not found, but he discovered an interesting little problem in the vault.

"What's the significance of the numbers on the side of the galleons?" Tom standing by the side suddenly asked Griphook a question.

"Uh," although the question was very abrupt, Griphook answered honestly: "The number represents the goblin who cast the gold coin and the time of casting."

"That's it...can you give me an example?" Tom picked up a gold coin scattered by the door.

"Of course." Griphook took the gold coin. He didn't notice that the face of Bogrod standing next to him suddenly turned pale.

"This is a gold galleon cast by the name of Geno. The casting time was March 1990..." Griphook's expression changed and he closed his mouth.

Tom grinned.

"Can you explain why there are gold galleons minted in 1990 in this vault?" Tom took the gold coin away from Griphook and showed the numbers on the edge to the Aurors.

The three Scrimgeours also instantly realized the problem, took the gold Galleons, and looked at the symbols on the edges of the gold coins together.

As they watched, their expressions gradually became solemn. Although they could not understand the meaning of the inscription on the side of Jin Gallon, they could still understand the number on it. 1990-03-07, no matter how you look at it, it is March 1990.

The meaning of number 7!

A gold coin minted in 1990 appeared in a vault that should have been closed for more than ten years!

"Do you have anything to explain? Could it be that the casting date was filled in incorrectly?" Scrimgeour said coldly. He looked at the goblins in the vault with a bad expression. At the same time, in order to prevent the goblins from jumping over the wall in a hurry, he also held

got his own wand.

A few drops of cold sweat appeared on Bogrod's forehead. He explained dryly: "This is because we will transfer the dividends from the assets entrusted to us by the Lestrange family into the treasury..."

But at this point, the goblins won't believe anything Scrimgeour says. A chain of suspicion between the two parties has been formed.

"I need to report to the Minister." He was like a machine without emotions. At this time, Scrimgeour had only one idea: he was going to count the deposits in his vault!

As for after the counting is over, he will take out all the money, leaving not a single knut!

When Scrimgeour and Bogrod faced each other, Tom was not idle either. He walked into the vault and looked around, looking for the gold cup with the badger logo.

Finally, he saw the small gold cup on a shelf.

"Come here!" Tom summoned a Dementor, "Bring it over for me!"

He was very cautious and did not choose to touch the cup directly, but let the dementors do it for him.

The dementor floated up, held the golden cup in his hand, and took it out.

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