Hogwarts: Restore The Glory Of The Black Family

At the trial meeting, Fairy Huber explained clearly what happened.

Dang said that the thieves who broke into Gringotts not only knew the location of the underground vault, but were also powerful.

The faces of the wizards present became solemn, and they had to admit that although the goblins rebelled before, the goblins were severely punished by the wizards.

But the magical strength of adult goblins is obvious to all. Even in the wizarding world, there is no unknown wizard.

He can repel dozens of adult goblins and escape safely from the siege.

What's more, there is a fire dragon deep in the cave.

Someone with such magical power cannot be an unknown person in the wizarding world.

"Okay, everyone, Harper has clearly told what happened. The Ministry of Magic will send Aurors to hunt down the thieves."

"Gringotts only has an approximate figure for the amount of money stolen from the vault, and the specific amount lost by each family is also only an approximate amount."

"The victims of the theft who suffered heavy losses this time strongly demand compensation from the ancient "850" Lingge. What does Mr. Gotha have to say?"

The Gotha in Dumbledore's mouth was the goblin sent by Gringotts headquarters. He stood up and walked slowly down with his waist bent.

This goblin, who is almost two hundred years old and about to be buried, has white wrinkled skin, but he is an elder among the goblins.

Walking to the center, saluting the wizard present, an old voice sounded.

"Dear wizards, on behalf of the goblins, I deeply apologize for this incident. It was our dereliction of duty. Gringotts is also responsible for compensating your families for their losses."

Gotha's words made the nobles present look relieved. They did not expect that things would go so smoothly.

As a result, Elder Gotha's sudden words made the nobles present angry.

"However, Chief Mr. Dumbledore, please allow me to question whether the amount of losses reported by the nobles is too large? It is suspected that they are using this to rob Gringotts."

Even when Cole heard this, if he hadn't done what he did, he would have gone down to beat someone.

Are fairies so brave?

Do you know who put down the goblin rebellion? Who surrendered to the wizard after losing?

Who can still control the economic lifeline of wizards after surrendering?

Oh, goblin, that's okay.

However, Cole did know that Gringotts only made rough statistics on the gold Galleons in the vault, and would never open the vault privately, let alone understand how many good things were stuffed in the nobles' vaults.

After all, the wizard's private property is sacred and inviolable.

In fact, even noble wizards don't know how many gold galleons they have in their treasury. Hundreds of years of accumulation have almost turned into a small mountain.

Wizards can only make statistics on precious potions, magic items and the like.

So, if you want to ask each family how much is in their treasury, instead of asking the head of their family, you might as well ask Cole, who knows.

But he will not stand up and surrender.

The scene got out of control under the provocation of the goblin, and there were curses everywhere.

"Damn goblin, who do you think I am? The Welfare family treats us wizards as beggars. I want to duel with you."

"The soles of Merlin's feet, how could there be such a despicable creature in the wizarding world."

"Mad, the trolls are nobler than you. You think we are too poor to afford food, and you are here to blackmail you, a group of goblins who deserve to go to hell.

"You think I, MacMillan, have no money? I will kill you with gold galleons."

I saw many wizards impulsively taking out a handful of gold Galleons and throwing it into the center, hitting the goblin in the face.

Gotha, the elder goblin, hurriedly hid behind Haber, letting the sound of golden galleons ring out from his body.

Harper shielded his face in grievance. He had been working for many years and had seen a lot of Gringotts' wealth, but this was the first time his face was smashed by gold Galleons.

Under the leadership of the MacMillan family, golden rain began to fall in the Wizengamot court, and the spectacular scene made many watching wizards open their mouths.

How much gold galleons do they earn in a month, and they may have to risk their lives to do so.

Look at these rich nobles throwing money at people for fun.

oh. No, it's not a human, it's a goblin, so that's okay.

Rita's eyes in the corner were shining golden, not for the gold galleons, but for the next issue of the Daily Prophet.

Rita held the parchment in her hand and wrote quickly with a quill. Black ink fell on it, composing the grandeur of the scene.

[At the Wizengamot meeting, the goblins caused public outrage. The wizards present were furious and attacked the goblin elders with gold Galleons. What's more, they jumped into the arena and initiated a duel. A murder was about to happen...]

Rita quickly signaled to the photographer behind her to take pictures, and a white light flashed, and each vivid image was recorded.

"Gentlemen, please stop."

Dumbledore's voice was like a bell, and a breeze blew across the faces of the teachers present.

The scene was contained, and Cole felt Dumbledore's spell. Although he didn't know it was the spell above, he could feel the magic contained in it.

As expected of a principal who has lived for such a long time, he has dabbled in all kinds of ancient spells.

With the help of Haber, the goblin elder pulled his lower body out of the pile of gold galleons.

Hubble was frightened, with wounds still on his face. On the other hand, the elder shook the goblin's head as steadily as a rock, and sighed at Hubble's youth.

"How rude. Thank you Headmaster Dumbledore."

Gotha thanked Dumbledore and looked at the noble wizard coldly.

"You're welcome, Elder Gotha. The Wizengamot is a place of justice. If you have questions, of course you can raise them...

"Everyone, if you have any objections, you can speak up now."

The wizards present looked at Dumbledore, who represented justice, and refused to say a word. Although many noble wizards were ready to make a move, they did not stand up.

They all turned their attention to Cole and Lucius.

Lucius gave Cole his eyes, and Cole knew that these people wanted him to stand up and speak.

As the oldest Black family in the British wizarding world, they are certainly qualified to speak on behalf of the nobles.

Cole smiled to himself, he had to do it by himself, after all, he was the one who caused the matter.

"Elder Gotha, I am Cottrell Black, the head of the Black family. In this incident, the Black family's property was also violated."

"As for the question you just raised, let's not talk about whether it is reasonable or not."

"Everyone knows that Gringotts has existed for hundreds of years. Hundreds of years ago, wizards kindly handed over Gringotts to you. After all, we wizards were not the losers in that war.

"You have to thank the wizard for his kindness at that time, otherwise it would not be your turn today, and you are standing here to ridicule us."

The goblin elder's face changed slightly, and he listened quietly to Cole's next words.

"Wizards entrust their wealth to goblins for safekeeping. Whether it is out of trust in you or a compromise to international Ministry of Magic regulations, goblins have an obligation to protect wizards' property, right?"

"In the final analysis, this loss is due to Gringotts' negligence and the irresponsibility of you goblins. Now you are saying that we are suspected of robbery, which is simply a joke."

"Even if the amount reported by some families is a little higher, it is still necessary compensation for you goblins to us. Is it possible that 0.9 does not mean that the goblins have no responsibility at all for their dereliction of duty?"

"Is there any justice left in the wizarding world?"

"Chief Dumbledore, I'm done. Thank you."

Cole's impassioned speech made the nobles applaud. They were all so excited that they lost their minds because of the goblin.

After hearing Cole's words, they knew what a complaint was.

Everyone praised in their hearts: He is indeed Blake, he is knowledgeable and different from those who have traveled abroad.

"Did you hear that? You goblins should compensate us. Before, we wanted our property back as a kindness to you. Now we still want to compensate you."

"Yes, if there is no compensation, we will not agree to destroy Gringotts."

"That's right, Cole, you are really our benchmark."

The goblin elder broke into a cold sweat at Cole's words, and his shrewd little head turned rapidly.

Why are things different from what he imagined?