The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 535 Escape intact
"Greed? Principal Dumbledore, I don't understand." Sirius asked after seeing Principal Dumbledore put away the golden cup and then mutter something while looking at the vault opposite. He heard part of the words he muttered.

Ryan wanted to ask about this, but Sirius got there first. It seems that even after more than a decade in prison, Sirius still retains the impetus and emotional personality of his youth. Of course, it may also be that his mind has not developed after being in prison for so long.

"Ah, that's right." When asked by Sirius, Dumbledore immediately withdrew his gaze from the piles of treasures in the vault next door. "I am sure that the Lestranges will use everything here for Voldemort's cause, so I was just wondering if I could destroy the wealth in this vault. Of course, this is just a dream of mine. For safety reasons, we should leave now. Anyway, our purpose of coming here has been achieved."

It seems that Dumbledore is just a person who sticks to his principles, and he is not as pedantic as people think. But think about it, how can someone who can come up with the slogan of "for the greater good" when he was young be a pedantic person?
"No, you are right." Sirius reacted after hearing what Dumbledore said. "In that case, why don't we take these things away?"

"Gringotts has cast a lot of magic on each treasure to ensure that they cannot be taken away without authorization. Although these magics may not be complicated for me, I have no way to break them in a short time." Dumbledore shook his head. "And destroying these things will allow Gringotts to discover them, which may attract Voldemort's attention in advance."

"This... is indeed a pity." Sirius looked a little dejected. He felt very sorry that such a good opportunity to strike Voldemort was wasted.

"I think I can at least destroy some of the things in here without being discovered." When Dumbledore led Ryan and Sirius to leave, Ryan suddenly said, and at the same time took out a black iron rod that was as tall as a person and as thick as a hand from the space bag on his waist. This iron rod looked not much different from the steel bars on the construction site, except that there were red, yellow and green metal hoops at both ends and in the middle of the iron rod. "Originally, I wanted to use this thing to forcibly destroy the vault door, and now it happens to be useful here."

"Oh? Let me see." Dumbledore took the iron rod. Ryan felt a little regretful that he couldn't use the camera at this time, otherwise it would be absolutely awesome if he could take a picture of the headmaster cosplaying as Gandalf.

"So that's how it is." Dumbledore took the iron staff in his hand and examined it briefly before figuring out how to use it. "Ryan, your alchemy level really gave me a surprise. I can feel that this thing can destroy the magic attached to most of the magic props now, turning those magic props into ordinary things."

"Yes." Ryan nodded in the admiring eyes of the two elders, and then said with a regretful tone, "The only problem is that its effect is proportional to the input magic power. I can be sure that I can't make all the magic items in the vault lose their magic."

"I think you can leave this job to me." At this point, Dumbledore showed a mischievous expression that was not in line with his age and winked at Ryan. "After all, everyone calls me the greatest white wizard in the world. I think I should be able to use this prop well."

After making a joke, Dumbledore turned around and waved the iron rod in his hand slightly towards the Lestrange family. As he waved, the head of the iron rod released a stream of gray mist, which finally enveloped the entire vault.

Ryan and the others standing on the gap stared at the fog. Suddenly, a very slight sound like soap bubbles popping began to come from the fog. This explosion sounded like a starting gun, and then the explosion sounds became more and more frequent. In the end, you could even hear the sound coming from the vault, like the bubbles popping when a beer can was opened after being shaken hard.

Five minutes later, the last explosion disappeared, as did the gray mist that had filled the vault. However, the green metal hoop on the top of the iron rod was also covered with cracks. Sirius curiously poked his head out to take a look, and he found that the vault next door was no different from before: everything was still in its original position, and every piece of gold, silver and jewelry was shining.

"It feels no different from before!" said the outspoken Sirius. Ryan felt that an emotional person like him was not suitable to mix with those cunning pure-bloods, otherwise he would definitely offend a lot of people. Fortunately, Dumbledore was not a gloomy member of a traditional pure-blood family. He was happy to explain the current situation to his former student. "Yes, they do look no different from before. But this is exactly our goal. The mist just now has actually penetrated into those things, and through this mist, the magic on all the magical things in the house is connected together. Then, by mixing those magic powers and infusing the mixed magic power into everything, all the magical objects in the vault were destroyed. So even though these things look no different from before, all the magic props and magic materials in this house have become waste."

"This is really..." Sirius scratched his head, but soon he broke into a smile. As a descendant of the Black family, he had a lot of magical knowledge, but the family inheritance made him master knowledge mainly biased towards dark magic, so even though Dumbledore had explained it very clearly, Sirius was still confused, but this did not prevent him from getting excited now.

"So, we have destroyed one of Voldemort's vaults without being discovered by the goblins in Gringotts?" Sirius asked, grasping an important point.

"Yes, we have achieved an unexpected victory." Ryan said with some heartache after taking the iron staff from Professor Dumbledore and putting it away. This iron staff was specially prepared for this infiltration into Gringotts. Although it is mainly made of Valyrian steel, Ryan inlaid tens of thousands of millet-sized three-dimensional runes and hundreds of soybean-sized gems with mithril as the core. If it is accidentally damaged, it will take at least half a month to remake it.

Just now, Dumbledore's magic output exceeded the design value, which caused at least one-third of the runes in this alchemical product to have problems. Fortunately, Ryan borrowed the principle of fuse blowing in the circuit and provided a buffer for the entire alchemical item by destroying some runes. So when he returned, he only needed to repair some simple runes, and he didn't have to scrap the entire item like traditional alchemical items.

"Okay, Ryan. You restore this place first. We need to go out, otherwise the goblins from Gringotts will come down to check." Dumbledore interrupted the conversation between Ryan and Sirius.

"No problem, Mr. Principal." Ryan took a last look at the Lestrange family vault, which had become a rotten mess inside. He pulled out his wand and began to restore the wall. Fortunately, after thoroughly understanding the defense here, Ryan's actions were much faster than before. In less than two minutes, the wall was restored to its original state. Everything became exactly the same as when they first arrived.

After a final check, Dumbledore first altered the dragon's memory and awakened it, then repeated the process on the goblin.

"You finally came out." The goblin didn't notice anything wrong after waking up. He looked at Ryan and the others with a little impatience in his eyes. Of course, he didn't dare to show it in front of Dumbledore. "To be honest, the vault is not a good place to resolve differences."

It seems that the memory that Dumbledore instilled into the goblin was the bargaining between him and Sirius in the vault. Ryan listened to the goblin's cautious complaints, walked through the dragon and got on the cart, and returned to the ground along the same route.

After walking out of Gringotts, Ryan felt that either using a large-yield nuclear bomb to blast a bloody path or riding a giant dragon out of the ground would be ways to complete the task, but that would make too much noise. Now, entering and exiting quietly like this. Taking things away without leaving any traces is the real way.

(End of this chapter)