Chapter 297

"Guleos?" Murphy looked at the goblin, a bit puzzled. "I don't understand, who gave you the courage to go against me?"

"Murphy Durkheim." Guleos also recognized Murphy. "You use gold coins exchanged from Muggles to exchange for our gold coins, treating Gringotts as your money-laundering machine. Such things will not happen again in the future."

"How? Is Muggle gold not gold?" Murphy felt puzzled. "Don't you dig gold mines?"

"Gold is just a material, while gold coins are goblin property," Guleos said. "Goblins can allow wizards to use goblin property temporarily, but you want to take goblin property as your own."

Murphy was stunned for a while before he reacted.

This goblin is talking about their unique property view.

In goblin law, as long as things are manufactured through goblin hands, they belong to goblins.

Such things include but are not limited to gold coins, the Sword of Gryffindor, etc. In their view, wizards are a group of thieves who stole their property.

It's just that Gringotts goblins have been dealing with wizards for a day or two, and this kind of "fundamentalist" property view is rarely mentioned by goblins. After all, they also know that wizards will not admit this, and they can't beat wizards.

But what's going on with this guy in front of him?

How did such a goblin become the Gringotts President?

"According to your meaning, the gold coins in my vault are all yours?" Murphy frowned.

"Not all of them are mine. The Bryn family only occupies half of the equity of Gringotts-produced gold coins, and the rest belongs to eight other families."

"Shut up!" Padlo screamed in horror. "Shut up, Guleos! What are you talking about?!"

Murphy was a bit strange. Could this guy have been hit by the Imperius Curse by Dumbledore?

But what is the purpose? Just to be mouthy with himself?

"However," Guleos suddenly said, "we can allow you to continue using those gold coins, but we have one condition."

"Oh?" Murphy looked at him. "Let's hear it."

"Return goblin treasures like the Sword of Gryffindor to Gringotts," Guleos said. "You occupy Hogwarts now, don't you? That shouldn't be difficult for you."

"Just like this?" Murphy asked. "You don't want the Sorcerer's Stone?"

"Dumbledore won't give me the Sorcerer's Stone," Guleos said. "He just wants to use us."

"Since you know, you still lowered the exchange rate?"

"If I didn't do that, how would you talk to me?"

"I understand." Murphy nodded. "Then, why do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

"You don't have the Sorcerer's Stone I want, but you want to get something for nothing, let me get the Sword of Gryffindor for you, just to exchange for property that should have belonged to me in the first place." Murphy looked at the dwarf opposite. "Don't you feel absurd?"

"That is property belonging to Gringotts, property belonging to goblins! I can confiscate your vault. Except for goblins, no one can open those locks!"

"So, you intend to rob my money?" Murphy asked.

"That belongs to..."

However, before he could finish his words, Murphy arrived in front of him in an instant and pinched his chin. "Forget it, let me see what's wrong with your brain. Legilimens!"

However, the next moment, Murphy saw a flag.

That was a battle flag, tattered and stained with blood. It looked like someone had randomly drawn a skull on the flag with charcoal, and a rotting troll head was inserted at the top of the flag.

Suddenly, more battle flags were erected in the thick fog, drums came from far away, and then, he heard footsteps, many footsteps, as if a large army was marching.

His gaze penetrated the thick fog, crossed countless fluttering battle flags, and gradually, he saw a throne of bones standing in the depths of the thick fog.

It was lifted with difficulty by dozens of goblins. There seemed to be something wrapped in blood-red mist on the throne. Just as Murphy looked over, two yellow eyes suddenly lit up in the blood mist.

Suddenly, Murphy felt a shudder of his soul, and he immediately cut off the mental link with the goblin.

Just at this time, with a "pop," Guleos's head exploded in front of Murphy, flesh and brains like an exploded rotten watermelon, splashing everywhere.

The next moment, countless electric lights surrounded Murphy, and the electric fire roasted and evaporated all the flesh and blood that splashed to his side.

However, a drop of blood still broke through the electric net covering his whole body, splashed on his face, and disappeared instantly.

A voice that didn't know how far away sounded in the bottom of his heart: "I see you."

Murphy only felt a sudden stinging pain in his mind, as if something had been deeply nailed into his head.

"What is it?!" Murphy was terrified.

He immediately understood that he had fallen into a trap.

A person or goblin or something else had launched an attack on him through Guleos.

He immediately sensed his whole body, but strangely, he didn't find any symptoms of discomfort, and even the head that had just stung was completely unharmed.

"Mind, or soul?"

Is this where the other party attacked?

Then what kind of means is this, similar to a Soul Seed?

And who wants to deal with him?

What was the picture he saw from Guleos's mind just now?

"Lord Murphy!" A scream woke Murphy from the shock.

It was Locke, who had come in with him just now. At this moment, he was also covered in blood. "You, are you okay?"

"Murder! Murder!"

Padlo also finally came back to his senses, screaming in horror, running out while screaming.

But before he could run to the door, Murphy suddenly appeared behind him, grabbed his head and twisted it, breaking his neck.

"Mur, Murphy... Lord..." Locke looked at this scene blankly, trembling with fear, but the next moment, he suddenly knelt on the ground. "Mr. Murphy, thank you for killing the goblin traitor who attempted to conspire and rebel! I, I will testify to the Aurors!"

Murphy frowned. He had thought about dealing with Guleos before he came, and even after figuring out what the hell he was trying to do, killing him was not impossible.

But at this moment, the blood all over the floor and the two goblin corpses were not in his original plan.

If he was prepared to kill, he could have done it more flawlessly.

However, it was too late to say these things now. Padlo's shouting just now, there must be goblins outside who heard it.

"Locke, go, let all the goblins in Gringotts gather in the lobby on the first floor."

Then, with a thought, countless lightning bolts flashed from behind him, turning into black birds, flying to every corner of Gringotts, sealing all the exits of this wizard bank.

Then he issued an order to Rasim and Winston Robinson through the "Raven Court" mind network: "Bring the most elite and loyal manpower and come to Gringotts."

"Today, we are going to take over this place."

(End of chapter)