"It's not your turn to teach my subordinates a lesson, Travers!" Hermione was obviously in the state at this time. Her domineering look almost the same as Bellatrix.

"It's just a little greeting!" Travers was not a guy who was easily scared away. He pulled out his wand and was about to spell Silver.

But Silver was much faster than him, and a red spell flew out from the tip of his staff and hit Travers in the chest. Travers flew upside down and flew several meters backwards and fell to the ground.

"I seemed to hear the sound of a fracture." Silver now had a weird smile on his ugly face, "It has already dealt with the annoying guy, Madam."

"Damn." Travers lay down on the ground, feeling several broken ribs of his ribs, "Who are you?!"

"I am Quasimodo, from France." Silver did not hesitate to issue a pseudonym.

"Sorry, Travers, I'm in a hurry," said Hermione. "So I won't help you call St. Mungo first aid services. Wait and see if anyone is willing to help you."

"Good luck, Mr. Travers." Silver gave a ugly smile to Travers.

Travers, who was wailing on the ground, could only watch the two of them leave hatefully.

"You've been so awesome, Hermione," Silver said softly.

"I was really nervous at first, Jack." Hermione's breathing was a little quicker than before, obviously she was trying her best to control herself and not reveal her flaws.

"Relax, Hermione, you'll find it's good to be a shrew," Silver said with a smile.

"It's also great to be an ugly man." Hermione retaliated.

Silver suddenly fell silent.

"Why did you deliberately anger Travers and then hurt him? Will this attract their attention instead?" Hermione said,

"Travers is a very difficult guy. He has a suspicious personality and a weird temper. If I didn't knock him down just now, he would definitely stick to it like a candy. It might be too late to do it again."

"So he doubts now?"

"It should be covered up for the time being, at least enough for us to accomplish our goals." Silver and Hermione stopped. They walked along the winding cobbled streets to a snow-white tower towering above the small shop.

This is the only financial institution in the wizarding world, Gulingo.

They had reached the bottom of the marble steps leading to the bronze gate and found that the goblins in uniforms on both sides of the gate had been replaced by two wizards, each holding a slender golden rod.

"Ah, the honest detector." Silver sighed exaggeratedly, "I didn't expect that they had reached their hands into the Gringott so quickly!"

They walked up the steps, and the wizards on the left and right sides of the gate nodded to Hermione - they obviously recognized Bellatrix. The wizards raised their golden rods and moved around Silver. Silver knew that this instrument would detect hidden spells and hidden magic objects, so he used a color to Hermione at Hermione. Hermione tapped two doormen with her wand and whispered twice to confuse the audience. Both doormen were hit by the spell, and they both had a slight slight time.

Hermione climbed the steps, her long black hair floating like waves behind her.

"Wait, madam." said the doorman holding up the detector.

"You've just checked it!" Hermione said in Bellatrix's arrogant, arrogant tone. The guard was confused, staring down at the thin golden detector, and then staring at his companion, who said a little blankly: "Yes. You've just checked them, Marius."

Hermione strode forward, and Silver followed her.

There were two goblins standing in front of the second door. The silver gate was engraved with poems that thieves would suffer retribution. Behind the long counter, goblins sat on high stools and received the first customers of the day. Hermione and Silver walked towards an older goblin, who were checking a thick piece of gold through the lens.

Hermione stepped forward.

"Madam Lesterlanch!" said the goblin, obviously surprised, "Oh! You-What can I do for you today?"

"I want to meet that fairy prisoner," said Hermione.

The older goblin trembled all over. Silver glanced around. Several goblins raised their heads and stared at Hermione.

"Mrs. Lesterlanch...I don't understand what you are talking about." asked the goblin.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, goblin." Silver said. His low voice and his ugly appearance could scare children even when the Muggle world was. "You know who we are looking for."

"He is dead." said the old fairy.

"You're lying," Silver said. He stared into the old goblin's eyes, "He's absolutely not dead!"

Hermione cleared her throat, "Listen, goblin, if you are going to stand on our side, it's better to show some sincerity, we must meet Spencer today."

"He is a perfect madman, madam," said the goblin. "It is definitely not a good idea to see him."

"But if this madman hadn't blessed you, this Gringott would have been no longer a fairy." Silver said, "Take us there. Today we are here to reach some agreements with Spencer, such as some agreements that help the fairy..."

"Then I hope you don't regret it." said the old fairy, clapped her hands, and a slightly younger fairy came over.

"I want to use Ding as a piece." The older fairy said to him. The young fairy quickly left, and soon brought a small bag and handed it to the older fairy. The bag seemed to be filled with Ding as a sounding metal. "Okay, OK! Come with me, Mrs. Lesterrange and this gentleman." The older fairy said, jumping off the stool, "Since you insist, I will take you to see the madman Spencer..." (To be continued)
Chapter completed!