novelhk Chapter 247 In front of Gringotts
Chapter 247 In front of Gringotts
Chapter 247 In front of Gringotts
Bokin was filled with emotion. Now that he had boarded Ryan's ship, he considered himself a decent person and wanted to say a few words to Mrs. Longbottom.
However, considering that Mrs. Longbottom has been very tough ever since her son and daughter-in-law got into trouble, even longtime friends of the Longbottom family can't get a good look from her—although this elderly woman who lost her children for the cause of justice has the right to give her children a hard time.
"Never mind, I heard that the Longbottom family children are also at Hogwarts. I'll try to use one of my strengths to get closer to them."
Sitting by the door, Bojin didn't want to go anywhere, fearing that any oversight would lead to other problems. Besides, as a businessman, his forte was buying and selling assets. Now that he was on Ryan's ship, there might be opportunities to collaborate with Hogwarts on promotional events in the future.
In the dark cave, the dilapidated cellar, and the old wooden building that had been neglected for years, Ryan rescued one by one the dying Squibs.
"Are you feeling better?"
After simple treatment, the duds regained their vitality.
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
Although Ryan felt like he was burying his head in the sand, at least he wasn't as angry as before.
Because there was only one example like the mother mentioned earlier, and the rest didn't have an extremely tragic story to support their desperate actions.
Most people come here because they can't wait any longer, they're anxious, they want to get ahead, and they want to acquire magic.
Only a very few come here out of necessity, such as because of the obsession of Squid's parents, to seek medical treatment, or because they rose to power in the Muggle world through such means and want to replicate their path to success.
Thank goodness—his anger subsided, but a heavy weight still weighed on his heart.
"Mr. Ryan, members of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, five Aurors are present and reporting to you."
Ryan was walking through Knockdown Alley with a large group of people when they bumped into an Auror.
"We have come to rescue our compatriots on the orders of Deputy Minister Larvin. Please give us your instructions."
"Take them there, St. Mungo's. Let them rest first. As for the money they were swindled out of by Gringotts—the Ministry of Magic needs to come up with a plan. I'll go and have a meeting with Ralvin and the others to discuss it."
"yes!"
The Aurors left with the rescued Squirrel.
As they passed through Diagon Alley, the attack on Gringotts caused widespread panic and disarray, leading to a crisis. The Squibs, who had been evacuated to the end of Diagon Alley, recognized them and shouted their names.
"It's them! The ones who went into Knockturn Alley!"
"Are you alright? How were you rescued?!"
The rescued Squib also recognized his friends from Diagon Alley.
The Squirrel, still possessing some strength, spoke up: "Mr. Lane himself saved us! These Aurors were just following Mr. Lane's instructions to send us to St. Mungo's!"
"And don't worry about the money you lost to Gringotts. Mr. Ryan said he'll personally look into this matter!"
Ryan personally intervened in the matter of exchanging Muggle coins for Galleons, which the Squibs saw as tantamount to the dawn of an era where everyone had access to magic, and they all cheered.
The vast Diagon Alley was now divided into two extremes.
Where Gringotts once stood, incantations echoed: "Protect yourself!"
At the end of the long street opposite Gringotts, the Squibs cheered and shouted, "Mr. Ryan is here, and the sky is clear!"
Ryan, who was hiding in the shadows, had already arrived next to Gringotts. He could only hear the noise coming from the other end of the long street, and naturally he couldn't hear what the Squirrels were saying.
The reason he could sense Gringotts was surrounded was because the group of wizards who attacked the goblins made no attempt to conceal the fluctuations of their magic. It didn't mean he could hear what was happening in Diagon Alley just because he was in Knockturn Alley.
He stood before the barrier that blocked out all the scenery, and he could even guarantee that the thing in front of him was definitely not magical.
He initially thought it was similar to the Disillusionment Charm that Dumbledore used to transform the entire space, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that the barrier was more like a curtain. Behind this curtain were some defensive measures that prevented wizards and magic from entering, but allowed magic from the inside to be emitted.
His reason for believing that this thing was not magical was simply because none of the spells he knew could create a screen that could cover a place like a hologram—because many spells passed down by ancient wizards did not take modern factors into account and did not consider what a screen or a hologram was.
The ancient curse is known for its great power, capable of killing the opponent.
Modern spell techniques are becoming increasingly sophisticated, but even newly developed spells, given the presence of such a holographic projection screen, will not go unnoticed, because once such a spell is developed, it will surely make its way into the history of magic.
But Professor Flitwick never told him that he could conceal himself in this way.
"Should we barge in?" He was torn. It wasn't to show off the spirit of magical unity and rescue the fairies; he even wanted to go in and give the fairies a good beating himself.
His only concern now is that the invaders will take all the Galleons, causing a huge loss of wizarding assets, leading to economic market turmoil, and thus causing further panic.
Wizards have always lived a stable and uneventful daily life, except for this century when things became a bit more turbulent. The wars of recent years have made all wizards prefer a peaceful life.
What he wanted to do was to disrupt the peace, so he needed to maintain the normal lives of all the wizards in order to achieve progress and change while maintaining stability.
Once the invaders take all the Galon, all his plans will fall apart, and it will take two or three years, or even longer, to stabilize the wizarding economy and ensure the livelihood of wizards.
But how many three- to five-year periods does one have in a lifetime?
How can the youthful vigor and passion withstand the test of time?
After the passage of time, how many people can still retain the original aspirations of youth?
He dared not gamble, because most idealists are defeated by their own ideals and drift further and further away from them.
So, in order to avoid such a messed-up thing happening, let's use our youthful energy where it's needed.
Whether it's him, Larvin, or members of the Adventurers' Club who haven't yet entered society, everyone's youthful spirit is finite and irreplaceable.
"So I also have to make sure the invaders only kill fairies and don't steal Galon!"
With this thought in mind, a deafening explosion rang out, shattering the barrier that had rendered the adult wizards helpless.
Ryan appeared before Gringotts, his back to the building, facing all the wizards who remained to maintain order: "My righteous brethren, Gringotts is helpless against the attack. It's time for us to protect our own property!"
As the voices spoke, Gringotts, engulfed in flames and black smoke, was no longer the dazzling place it once was. The white walls were blackened by soot, a scene of purgatory.
"For the sake of wizards, for the sake of our homeland, I, Lane Wales, sincerely invite you all to join me."
Ryan's appearance was like a pillar of support, so people, as always, began to choose to follow the strong who had a moral bottom line.
This is related to his reputation over the years, and also inseparable from the strength he has demonstrated.
"For the wizards!"
"For the wizards!"
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