The Silent Witch of Hogwarts

Chapter 662 The Mysterious Vault

"Are you sure this is the place?"

At the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, in the old Black family mansion, a group of wizards from the Order of the Phoenix sat together, thoughtfully looking at the map in front of them.

This is a rather complex Gringotts map, with a dense intricate network of vaults and wiring covering this table-sized map.

Just looking at it, I couldn't understand the contents at all.

"It's confirmed." Moody's Magic Eyes scanned the contents. "This is a message from Bill of the Weasley family."

"Bella Lestrange's vault contains a mysterious treasure—the Hufflepuff Cup."

"If Miss Hamilton's Soul Lamp is not faulty, then the Horcrux it discovered should be this golden cup."

"Are you sure?" Lupin asked, frowning. "If not, then we're not—"

"We can't wait until everything is confirmed before we take action," Sirius said at this point. "If it's not the Golden Cup, then what is it?"

"I don't think Voldemort just wanted to collect this thing."

"Hmm." Moody nodded in agreement with Sirius's opinion.

"So how do we get in?" Tonks asked, frowning slightly. "Perhaps we could contact the Ministry of Magic?"

"It's best not to contact the Ministry of Magic," Moody and Lupin said almost simultaneously.

"There might be a Voldemort spy in the Ministry of Magic." Lupin looked at Tonks, his tone softening slightly. "It's best if only we know about this."

"But without the Ministry of Magic's help, we can't get in here, can we?" Tonks said with a headache. "This is Bella's vault."

"Tonks—" Lupin chuckled softly upon hearing this, looking at her rainbow-colored hair: "We still have you."

"Me—me?" Tonks paused for a moment, then nodded vigorously. "Yes, I'm Disguise Max—all I have to do is impersonate Bella, right?"

"But people alone won't do, will they?" Sirius frowned slightly. "We also need a key, don't we?"

"Those annoying fairies only recognize keys, not people."

"There's no need to worry about that," Lupin said with a slight smile. "According to Bill's information, Bella's vault is Gringotts' highest-level vault—in other words, only a goblin can open it by placing his hand on it."

"The key won't work."

"That makes things simpler—" Sirius nodded thoughtfully, "Then we really only need Miss Tonks."

"Am I going alone?"

"She can't go alone."

Tonks and Lupin spoke almost simultaneously, a gesture that caused the others present to chuckle softly.

"Ahem—Anyway, we can't let Tonks go alone." Lupin pursed his lips and said, "How about I go with her?"

"Looks like we don't need to come along then," Sirius said sarcastically, which earned her a disapproving look from Tonks.

"This really can't be done with too many people." Moody nodded at this point: "Two or three people is the most we can do."

"If there are too many people, the fairies might notice something."

"Then it's settled." Sirius nodded. "Let Remus and Miss Tonks go together."

"Those two should be fine."

Moody nodded in agreement: "After all, this isn't a direct confrontation with the Death Eaters—but you should still bring the necklaces that block the magic circle before you set off, and be prepared."

"If anything unexpected happens, use the communication pin immediately—we will rush to your aid."

"Um.

Lupin and Tonks exchanged a glance and then nodded.

"Let's set the start time for the operation—tomorrow," Moody nodded slightly and said, "tomorrow morning."

Unlike the somewhat relaxed atmosphere of the Order of the Phoenix, the atmosphere at Malfoy Manor was much more oppressive.

"Bella."

Voldemort sat upright in a chair in the room and slowly said to his most loyal servant, "Something is about to happen."

He opened his eyes, those dark eyes devoid of any emotion.

"What is it, Master?" Bella asked obsequiously, looking at Voldemort. "Is there anything I can do to ease your burdens?"

"Gringotts," Voldemort said slowly, "you've kept that golden cup safe and sound, haven't you?"

"Yes, Your Excellency—as you instructed—it has been preserved." Bella paused, then continued, "Is someone trying to steal your golden cup?"

"Let me take them down?"

"No—" Voldemort shook his head, pondering the scene he had just seen in his dream—a silver-haired girl walking out of Gringotts.

Loila Hamilton?

Since she left Hogwarts, she has caused Voldemort even more trouble. Originally, she was just staying at the school as a professor, but now she is causing trouble for herself all over Europe.

Although it was unclear how she knew about the Golden Cup, Voldemort already had a plan in mind.

"Tomorrow—tomorrow morning—" he said, "you will come with me to Gringotts."

"Master?!" Bella raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Those Aurors from the Ministry of Magic won't find out," Voldemort said. "And that silver-haired Hamilton is coming."

"This is an opportunity," he said, looking at Bella. "As long as we kill her—no one can stop us."

"Dumbledore is nearing his end, and Hamilton has delivered himself right to our doorstep." Voldemort revealed a slightly cruel smile: "This is a good opportunity."

"Do we need to gather more people?" Bella asked.

"Foolish." Voldemort curled his lip. "Do you want the Ministry of Magic to know about this?"

"I'm sorry, Master—"

Seeing Bella bowing her head in remorse, Voldemort said nothing more, but changed the subject: "This time we must kill her."

"She's a clown—she's already a headache enough."

"Ah~ Autumn!"

Loila, who was sitting in the chair, sneezed.

Is someone talking about themselves?

Hmm—it should be Luna, right?

I hope everything goes well at Hogwarts.

After all, I'm going to destroy a Horcrux the day after tomorrow.

Miss Nagini has just sent word that she has located the Horcruxes—Bella Lestrange's vault.