I wield a sword at Hogwarts

Finally there was a ruin and the only surviving goblin.

It's so tragic.

Even if someone had attacked Gringotts in the past, no one would be so reckless.

To put it bluntly, the goblin feels that he has all the money, and no one will be stupid enough to go against him like this.

But they were wrong. The current situation is no longer what it used to be.

Those saints think the end of the world is coming, who cares if you goblins mint money.

After some operations, everyone became restless.

Of all these people, including wizards.

Originally they thought Gringotts was the safest place in the world.

Hide the Galleons inside and no one can steal it.

But now, reality has directly broken this centuries-old norm.

A wizard reacted and ran to Gringotts without any hesitation to take out his money.

Those rich people were pulling out car after car.

A quarrel breaks out between the goblins and the wizard.

Griphook stopped the wizard from scrambling to apply to withdraw the money.

"You can't do this!"

"Actually we can!"

In the eyes of fairies, the ownership of items does not belong to the owner, but to the maker.

Those currencies are made by goblins. In their view, taking out a large amount of the wizard's money is simply robbing the goblins of their treasures.

Because of these things, conflicts also broke out in Gringotts.

Not of saints, but of goblins and wizards.

It was very lively, but some people took their time.

Such as the Weasley twins.

Florin Fusco, the owner of the ice cream shop, was surprised and asked the two people who were watching the theater there.

"Aren't you afraid that Garen will disappear?"

Fred said, "Of course not."

"Because we took out the money a long time ago," George chuckled and took out a black card, "We put him in a safer place."

"Magic card!" Florin Fusco was stunned.

"Nothing is safer than being in the second dynasty's coffers," George said.

"In the Second Dynasty, you can buy everything you want without worrying about running out of money." Fred said with a smile, "Come to Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes to spend money. We welcome the arrival of magic cards."

One word awakens the dreamer.

Florin Fusco said loudly: "Yes, you can buy everything in the Second Dynasty without fear of depreciation."

The prices of the Second Dynasty are all set, which is not only convenient, but also not afraid of losing.

This is simply the perfect choice.

After waking up, Florin Fusco shrank again. He said in a daze: "That's great, but it's a pity that I don't have a magic card."

Magic cards are too rare.

Those pure-blood families may not be able to get it, let alone myself.

"You don't know?" Fred made an exaggerated expression of surprise.

"What do you know?" Florin was confused.

George stretched out his finger and shook it and said: "Our benevolent king heard about this disaster and specially opened applications for magic cards. You only need to go to the magic card service desk of Johnny Silverhand Store to apply."

"Is there such a good thing?!"

When Florin heard this, he simply didn’t want to stay for a moment.

In fact, more than one person was listening to their conversation.

The two famous owners of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes are always able to attract the attention of others.

Almost no one could sit still when they heard that they could apply for a magic card.

The wizards queuing up at Gringotts suddenly dispersed.

Fearing that they would be the last, they hurried to the Johnny Silverhand store.

The process of applying for a card is a bit cumbersome, but they don't dare to rush it.

They are all well-behaved and look like good babies.

It needs to be registered and verified, and you also need to leave a drop of blood and leave a fingerprint.

A werewolf hesitated in front of the team for a while, and then he mustered up the courage to come and ask.

"Can a werewolf apply for a magic card?"

The beautiful witch who was applying for the magic card was stunned and looked at the werewolf with very surprised eyes.

As soon as the werewolf's expression darkened, he knew that the werewolf couldn't handle it.

"Aren't you a resident of the werewolf community? Mr. Chudai summoned the residents to come over yesterday to handle the matter."

"Huh?" The werewolf was stunned.

He is a werewolf from out of town. He heard that Britain passed the Werewolf Equality Bill and wanted to come over.

I didn't expect it to be true.

He was in a daze.

“Since you haven’t applied yet, please wait in line if you want to apply.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a wizard saying dissatisfiedly: "Come here quickly and queue up. Don't think that you have special privileges because you are a werewolf!"

The wizard's words resonated.

Some wizards said jealously: "If I hadn't drawn the werewolf community settlement number, I would have gone there a long time ago. I can apply for medical insurance after checking in. It's so jealous."

Don't be too envious of how wizards treat werewolves.

Their second king is too partial to the werewolf community.

The werewolf community can apply for medical insurance, which is a few steps ahead of other places.

Don't think that wizards don't get sick. On the contrary, wizards can cause big problems if they are not careful.

Silver Cross Hospital has strong capital and employs senior therapists, which is not inferior to St. Mungo's.

It's the same price as St. Mungo's, and it's half the price if you use medical insurance. Who wouldn't want that?

Didn’t you see that the Malfoy father and his son, the First Ancient Clan, are very greedy for medical insurance.

The werewolf was pushed to the back of the queue by the wizard, and he is still dizzy.

In his usual impression, getting together with werewolves was something people avoided.

But from the perspective of this group of wizards, it seems to be something enviable.

Now he just wants to tell a few of his werewolf friends about what happened here. Those werewolves in foreign countries are really miserable.

Some places use werewolves as materials.

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Chapter 677 Who is justice and who is evil

In Silverhand Manor.

John fingered the ring.

He didn't understand.

"Grindelwald, what are you doing?"

There was a cold chill in his eyes. He closed his eyes and opened them again.

All the blackness in the eyes disappeared, replaced by a layer of gray.

John saw Gringotts under attack and the fanatical saints in his eyes.

He saw death, death everywhere.

Grindelwald will eventually have a battle with himself.

The grayness in John's eyes disappeared and returned to normal.

"Why, coincidence?" John found it hard to believe there was such a thing.

I had just started to build momentum for the magic card, and Gringotts suffered a credit downgrade over there.

The wizard had a crisis of confidence in Gringotts and brought Garon into the Second Dynasty.

The Second Dynasty now involves too many places.

Wizards can directly rely on the credit of the Second Dynasty for consumption.

Even if something happens to Galleon, as long as the Second Dynasty still recognizes the magic card, everything will run normally.

It can be said that the incident at Gringotts accelerated the development of the Second Dynasty.

Other countries may still hesitate, but the wizards in Britain have unlimited trust in the second king.

They took out galleons and deposited them into magic cards without hesitation. They paid a heavy price in exchange for that small card.

The werewolf was the first to do this.

Chu Dai believed this seemingly absurd thing without hesitation. He led the werewolf community, and everyone trusted John unconditionally.

Even though John never asked him.

It can be said that once John's collapse or something happens, all werewolves will go bankrupt.

"That trust is flattering," John murmured to himself. "You've made me afraid of failure."

What was more terrifying than the blow was the suffocating trust.

John's failure is no longer the failure of the second king, he has to bear many things.

Wiping his thoughts away, John looked at today's latest newspaper.

The Gringotts employee lay in tears on the steps.

Basically, half of Gringotts was emptied out, and the remaining half was left by their shamelessness.

"They can't guarantee the safety of their property." John glanced at it and threw it aside.

Gringotts is basically an empty shell now.

But this is not enough.

John wanted more than that.

A string of numbers is easy, but the key is that you also need to keep physical currency.

So he wants the goblin minted currency to be held publicly.

It's the same as before, but the goblin loses the qualification to store it and can only cast it.

And the casting also needs to be under the supervision of the Ministry of Magic.

He was waiting for the goblin to surrender.

…

The saints clamored for justice and used the holy fire to baptize the dirty monsters and corrupt money.

They want to create a new world, and the existing ones can be destroyed.