Glory To Slytherin

The moment the key entered the slot, there seemed to be a sound of a machine turning inside, and the door slowly opened.

A faint damp smell made Ulysses wrinkle his nose.

From the ground to the ceiling, the vault was filled with gold coins and gold wine glasses, silver armor, the fur of various exotic animals with spines or hanging wings, potions in a treasure bottle, and one still wearing a crown. Skull.

When the door opened, the goblin had already walked away wittily. Although they are extremely greedy creatures, but they abide by the bottom line of the transaction and give him ten courage, he does not dare to covet the things in the Lestrange family treasury.

Ulysses walked into the vault, and there was a dull metal crash behind him, the door closed on its own, and it was dark all around.

"Fluorescence flickers."

Ulysses lit his wand and shone the vault. He saw a sword exactly like the Gryffindor sword lying among a bunch of chains on a high shelf.

Ulysses squinted and did not act rashly. Most of the items in it have been applied with Fire Curse and Copy Curse, and they will be burnt and copied after being touched, but the copies are worthless.

Ulysses moved his gaze over the shield and the helmet made by the goblin, the layers of shelves reached the ceiling, and a small golden cup was gleaming under the fluorescent curse.

That cup once belonged to Helga Hufflepuff, and then passed to Hepzibah Smith, and then it was stolen as a Horcrux by Tom Riddle.

The items here are not affected by the flying curse, but Ulysses can't be troubled by this. He stretched his wand forward, and a chain flew out of the tip, wrapped around the fake Gryffindor sword, controlling it to float upwards, inserting the sword into the handle of the Hufflepuff Golden Cup, picking it on the blade, and holding it Take it firmly.

Ulysses took the gold cup in his hand, looked at it carefully, and when he found that there was nothing special, he put it in his pocket.

This thing can be called one of Voldemort's life gates, maybe it will come in handy in the future.

He stepped forward, deliberately not touching the gold coins and armor scattered on the ground, and walked to an ancient cabinet deep in the vault.

A black crow pattern was carved on the cabinet, and a pair of dark eyes seemed to be staring at Ulysses silently.

Ulysses didn't care, and opened the drawer in the cabinet, and a silver badge lay quietly in it.

Ulysses took the badge in his hand and felt its heavy texture. The badge seemed to contain a special kind of magical fluctuations, which reflected each other's blood in the depths of Ulysses' body.

After putting away the clan emblem, Ulysses did not touch the other things in the vault. He didn't need the wealth here, and he didn't bother to crack the curse imposed on the treasure. After getting the two things he wanted, he opened the door and walked out, not having any nostalgia for the vault.

The old goblin waited quietly outside the door. After seeing Ulysses coming out, he didn't ask anything. He frankly started the cart and took Ulysses out of the underground vault of Gringotts.

Back in the Gringotts hall, the old goblin took Ulysses to do some reporting procedures.

Ulysses waited boredly, but heard a voice full of surprises behind him:

"Ulysses?"

Ulysses turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Millie Burst standing next to a middle-aged wizard with a big belly, greeting him with surprise and joy on her face.

"Oh, Millie... nice to see you here."

He raised his eyebrows and smiled politely, "I didn't expect to meet acquaintances in Gringotts at this time."

"Dad is here to discuss some business, I will stop by to learn... he is a major customer of Gringotts!"

Millie spoke a little faster and walked to Ulysses. "What about you? I remember you are back to France, right?"

"There is something, come back..."

Ulysses said vaguely, Millie's father, the middle-aged wizard with a big belly smiled and said:

"Don't you tell me about it, Millie?"

"This is Ulysses Lestrange, my classmate at Hogwarts. He is a transfer student, from France, and my grade."

Millie said cheerfully, her face to Ulysses, "This is my dad, Hill Burst."

"Hello, Mr. Burst."

Ulysses bowed slightly and stretched out his right hand.

Hill Bursted's eyes held a faint scrutiny, and he shook hands with him, with the same smile on his face.

The old fairy held some paper documents in his hand and handed it over to Ulysses respectfully, seeing that he left quietly without interrupting after talking with others.

"Why don't we talk outside?"

Hill Bossd noticed his daughter's constantly suggestive eyes, and suggested.

"I can't ask for it."

Ulysses narrowed his eyes, thought quickly, and agreed.

The three came to a bar in Diagon Alley. Because it was daytime, there was only one old shopkeeper sitting behind the bar in the bar.

After seeing the three people walk in, the old shopkeeper's eyes brightened, and he said familiarly:

"Hey, Hill! Why come to the bar during the day?"

"I met an interesting young man."

Hill Burst responded with a smile, walked to the bar to place an order, turned around and said, "What do you want to drink? Would you like some wine? It will be fourth grade next semester, so there should be no such restrictions."

"I want a glass of pine nuts!"

Millie said aloud, and then whispered to Ulysses, "Our family supplies most of the wizarding bars in the UK with brewing materials...and also dabbled in potions materials."

Ulysses nodded. Both of these are hugely profitable industries. It is no wonder that Bursted can become a new family and impact the position of the pure-blooded family in the British magical world.

Sometimes, money represents strength.

"Sherry, Mr. Burst."

It's not that Ulysses can't drink alcohol, but at Hogwarts, minors will not be provided with alcohol, and he doesn't bother to violate the school rules for this, after all, he doesn't like alcohol or hates it.

"'Spanish sunshine in a bottle.' Very tasteful, Mr. Lestrange."

Hill Boss nodded with a smile, and the old shopkeeper also heard their needs and began to make wine on the bar.

Ulysses and Millie were sitting at a table in a corner of the bar, the slight sunlight shining in through the curtains. Hill Burst walked straight over, pulled a chair and sat down beside Millie, and said with emotion:

"I'm a regular customer in this bar, and there are only a handful of visits during the day."

"I'm here for the first time."

Ulysses said lightly.

"The smell here shouldn't disappoint you."

Hill Boss smiled with his palms.

The old shopkeeper's speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for him to bring up the wine glasses that were three times different in color, but crystal-like works of art, and put them on the table.

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