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Chapter 46 - Angry Dumbledore, Analysis Complete!

Roar!

A deafening roar from a fire dragon echoed, and rolling dragon flames raged through the underground vault passages of Gringotts, sweeping up the goblins who had survived the battle with Voldemort and turning them into ashes.

Then came repeated violent impacts, a large amount of earth fell, and a ray of light shone into the underground vault.

Seeing that ray of light, the Ukrainian Ironbelly Dragon's nearly exhausted body erupted with magic once again.

It fiercely smashed open the crack, creating a huge hole, spread its wings, and soared out, rushing out of the dark underground vault!

The Aurors from the Ministry of Magic who had come to support watched this scene with reluctance.

Some young Aurors wanted to pursue the fire dragon, but the more experienced Aurors immediately stopped them.

The fire dragon would be handled by the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, and their primary task was to protect the underground vaults of Gringotts.

These vaults contained the wealth of half the wizarding world; the fortunes of many nobles and high-ranking officials were stored here.

If something happened to Gringotts, the Aurors who had come to support would definitely be in trouble.

The fire dragon had already wasted a lot of their time; they needed to quickly go to the underground vaults to see what had happened.

The Aurors prayed in their hearts, hoping that the doors of the Gringotts underground vaults would be more reliable than the security measures they boasted about, at least not causing too much loss.

After a while, all the vaults were inspected.

A young Auror hurried to the person in charge.

"Boss, I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

The person in charge was stunned for a moment, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Good news, let's hear the good news first."

Then, the young Auror said.

"In the entire underground vault, only one vault was robbed. The other vaults are intact."

Hearing this, the person in charge let out a long breath, looking relieved.

This way, it wouldn't cause too much impact.

Even if someone wanted to hold them accountable, Gringotts would have to bear it, and it had nothing to do with the Aurors who came to support.

What?

If they still wanted to pursue why the Aurors were slow to support, why they were delayed for so long in the middle?

Then he would let the questioners know why Aurors were the violent enforcement agency of the wizarding world!

The person in charge calmly asked the young Auror.

"What about the bad news? Whose vault was the one that was robbed?"

The next moment, the name that came out of the young Auror's mouth caused the person in charge's expression to suddenly freeze.

"What the hell?"

"Dumbledore?!"

"#¥%@!"

A string of indistinct curses came from the mouth of the person in charge.

He couldn't understand which idiot was so reckless as to dare rob Dumbledore's vault?!

Then, after recovering from this news, the person in charge's expression became solemn.

Since it was Dumbledore's vault, it was definitely impossible to prevaricate or be perfunctory.

"Send a message to Hogwarts and inform Dumbledore."

...

Meanwhile, in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore stood with his hands behind his back, pacing in the office with his eyes closed, thinking about what kind of test he should give the Savior, Harry Potter, in his first year.

"The Mirror of Erised, that is necessary."

"If I had used this mirror to examine Tom Riddle earlier, I would have had a deeper insight into his evil, and perhaps even foreseen his desire for life and power, stopping that series of horrifying crimes he committed later."

"Also, I need to create some emotional bonds for Harry Potter, so that he has friendship and family affection at Hogwarts."

"He is James's child, so he should have inherited James's Quidditch talent. If his flying lessons are good, McGonagall can apply for him to join the Quidditch team exceptionally..."

"Hmm, of course, the Philosopher's Stone is also necessary. Such a powerful magical item can show whether Harry Potter has a morbid desire for money, power, and eternal life..."

As Dumbledore murmured to himself, the arrangements for Harry Potter's first year gradually became clear.

However, in the Headmaster's office, a portrait of a former Headmaster couldn't help but ask Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore, since you think someone is coveting your underground vault, why did you only transfer the Philosopher's Stone and not transfer other things?"

"In your underground vault, besides your personal collection, there are also some Hogwarts resources that you are keeping on behalf of the school."

"If Gringotts is really robbed and the thief steals these, that would also be a troublesome matter."

In response, Dumbledore smiled slightly.

After so many years, he had an unparalleled understanding of human nature.

If anyone coveted the Sorcerer's Stone, it would definitely be Voldemort.

And Voldemort, besides the Sorcerer's Stone, would definitely not care about anything else.

He might even feel that with his current status and reputation, resorting to the kind of theft he committed in the past would be somewhat beneath him.

Precisely because of this, Voldemort would never touch anything other than the Sorcerer's Stone.

So why bother moving them out?

Moving things around was quite troublesome.

To the portrait of the Headmaster in the office, Dumbledore gave a confident reply.

"Don't worry, everything is under my control..."

Just then, an owl fluttered to the window of the Headmaster's office and dropped an urgent notice from the Ministry of Magic's Aurors.

Dumbledore blinked.

"It seems the Ministry of Magic's report has arrived. Let me guess, it should be informing me that Gringotts was broken into, my vault was opened, but nothing was lost inside."

Then, Dumbledore opened the envelope and saw a thick stack of papers inside.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.

"It seems the Ministry of Magic is being very serious and responsible this time. This must be explaining the entire process of the thief's crime to me."

Then he opened the letter.

But as soon as the first line of text came into view, Dumbledore's expression changed, and the smile on his face froze on the spot.

"It is with great sadness that we inform you, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore, that due to the inadequate guarding by the Gringotts goblins, your underground vault numbered 713 has been completely emptied."

"Remaining items: None."

"The confirmed list of stolen items and the pending list are as follows. Please verify..."

Dumbledore rubbed his eyes hard, suspecting that his old eyes were failing him.

But when he saw the long list of stolen items again, Dumbledore couldn't help but stumble back.

"Gone?"

"All gone?"

"Really not a single hair left?!"

Dumbledore's expression was incredibly rich, even showing a rare hint of gnashing teeth.

"Tom Riddle..."

"Shameless, insidious, greedy!!!"

The veins on Dumbledore's hand holding the Elder Wand bulged, and a cold light flickered in his eyes.

He had originally planned not to intervene in Harry Potter's first year if possible, and to let the professors arrange the challenges and trials for Harry Potter as much as possible.

But now, he had changed his mind.

"Tom, after so many years, you've angered me again."

...

Meanwhile, the shocking news of the Gringotts theft was also reported immediately in a special edition of the Daily Prophet.

The news of dozens of goblins killed in the invasion and Dumbledore's vault being completely emptied made the front page, even accompanied by a photo of the empty underground vault number 713.

A thin, pale hand slammed down the newly bought Daily Prophet.

Quirrell's face showed a look of terror.

"Master, Master, please calm down!"

But Voldemort's angry roar was completely unrestrained, echoing in Quirrell's soul.

"Slander!"

"This is shameful slander!"

"Killing dozens of goblins, I admit that, but when did I ever rob Dumbledore's vault?"

"And they even took a picture, the vault is empty? Nonsense! When I left, that vault was still full of treasures!"

Quirrell said cautiously.

"Master, could it be that someone followed us and, taking advantage of the time we left, emptied the vault and put the blame on us?"

This guess, however, drew a sneer from Voldemort.

"You fool, isn't this obvious enough?"

"Dumbledore is the Headmaster of Hogwarts. According to custom, some Hogwarts resources can be kept by the Headmaster on behalf of the school, as long as they can be produced when the school board audits the accounts."

"Clearly, this is that old busybody Dumbledore using our break-in at Gringotts to balance the books here!"

"What a case of the thief crying 'stop thief', what a case of lining his own pockets..."

"Dumbledore, after more than a decade, you're getting more and more shameless!"

"And this wizarding world, do you have no ability for independent thought? A bunch of idiots!"

Voldemort's voice was clearly filled with a gnashing of teeth.

"I can't stand it anymore. When I return, I will cleanse the entire wizarding world. Those without the ability to think, those who believe everything they hear, especially the group of stupid and wicked reporters from the Daily Prophet..."

"Cleanse, cleanse, thoroughly cleanse!"

"And Dumbledore, just wait, old bee, I will completely expose your hypocritical mask!"

...

Just as Dumbledore and Voldemort were both feeling immensely disappointed and angry with each other, Charle, the culprit who had plundered the vault, was gulping down dragon blood.

The scorching dragon blood poured down his throat into his abdomen, but in an instant, it vanished without a trace, transforming into material for Deep Blue to analyze the dragon's magic.

A large number of prompts sounded in Charle's mind.

"Dragon magic analysis progress 10%..."

"Dragon magic analysis progress 30%..."

"..."

Finally, accompanied by a mechanical prompt from Deep Blue.

"Dragon magic analysis complete."

A dragon roar, like a clap of thunder, also exploded in Charle's mind.

The miracle of Transfiguration, deemed impossible to achieve – the magical Animagus – was completely accomplished at this moment!

Charle suddenly opened his eyes.

Golden, brilliant vertical pupils appeared in his eyes, radiating a terrifying dragon might!

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