Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"I really didn't know I was attacking you. Please spare my life, spare...ah!"

The black wizard, who was about forty years old, burst into tears. Before he could even finish begging for mercy, his arm was cut off by an invisible blade.

"From the moment you started, his death was inevitable. You can't be lenient with him, so I won't forgive you either."

Lynn indifferently placed his wand against the dark wizard's forehead, who was twitching in pain.

"I'll give you three seconds to think about it. I don't want to be too cruel."

Chapter 148 Goblin Rebels

"It was the goblin from Gringotts who hired us. He knew the curse breaker had been here before and would not return empty-handed this time, so he wanted to kill people and rob them."

"He said there are treasures in the ruins, and he promised to give us half of them after the success."

"Anyway, the Curse Breaker is on vacation. I heard he has two companions, but there are only three of them."

“He has worked with us many times in West Asia and this time is no exception.”

The dark wizard who had just been begging for mercy had a dazed look on his face, and explained the whole thing in a wooden manner.

He spilled the beans.

The intense fear twists the soul, but can only be conveyed through pleading eyes.

Knowing the reason, Lin En didn't even have the patience to look at these habitual murderers and robbers for another second. He turned to Bill and said:

"You should learn from this and be more careful in the future. Don't let anyone know your whereabouts, otherwise there will always be idiots rushing to die."

The hanging magic wand fell gently, and a black spot of light pierced through the one-armed black wizard's brow.

His face still retained the expression of dullness and fear that he had in the last moments.

Unlike his accomplices who were nailed to the ground and wailing, he died a quick death.

"I understand. I will keep it in mind." Bill looked at the goblin bleeding profusely with a solemn expression.

In the past few months, he and Golu had almost no contact and never expected to be plotted against like this.

As a young man, he realized that the world is dangerous - especially the alien goblins.

"Sooner or later you will have to take on the responsibility. When that time comes, it won't be us two who can protect you. You will have to protect everyone else."

Lynn nodded with satisfaction, walked in front of Golu and looked down at him with contempt.

The ferocity and complacency on the goblin's face were gone, only fear remained.

"I...I am the manager of Gringotts. You can't...you can't kill me...!"

The severe pain from the broken arm and the chill from the massive blood loss combined to make this elf, who had recently been transferred from a branch in Asia, tremble all over.

"Gringotts?" Lynn raised her foot and stepped on the goblin's chest. "Stupid country bumpkin, you can't even recognize me? You deserve to die."

"Lynn Eric..." Golu muttered.

He vaguely remembered the message he received from headquarters ten years ago, and this already blurred name.

Even if one has never met, even if his notoriety is as great as thunder and lightning, it will gradually fade away with the passage of time and become a pale symbol like the "Lestrange Vault Incident".

Although he knew about this person as he had been working in Asia, he never thought that he would have any intersection with him. The familiarity with countless murders and robberies also made him relax his vigilance until he hit a wall this time.

Feeling death approaching, he finally realized in fear the meaning of the sighs of his predecessors - in front of powerful wizards, goblins are vulnerable.

"Recognized?" Lin En sneered, "You colluded with dark wizards to kill and rob, and it happened more than once... It seems that you are still a goblin restorationist hiding in Gringotts? Or did Gringotts instruct you to do this?"

"Gu...you want to frame me?! This is the fairy's territory! The fairy's property!"

The wisdom of goblins is not inferior to that of wizards, and in some aspects it is even better. After hearing Lin En's words, Goru, who had almost accepted his fate, struggled violently.

The only response he received was a thunderous blow.

"boom--"

The vast magical power poured down and hit him hard on the chest, causing him to spit blood and collapse to the ground in despair.

"Noisy."

Lynn's voice was low and cold, turning into a flame of anger and fear that burned Goru and dried up his sanity.

"You..." He raised his right hand weakly, filled with resentment. His consciousness receded like the tide - he felt like he was about to die.

Just as the world before my eyes was about to fall into darkness, a sharp knife pierced my soul.

Along with it came a distant and ethereal sound.

"Legilimency!"

"Boom"

Something fell from the sky and landed in the sand.

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March 3, Transcaucasus, Rioni River Valley Plain.

After burying all the invading dark wizards and goblins deep in the yellow sand and completely sealing Herbo's tomb, Lin En and the other two came here.

There is an important stronghold of the restorationist goblins here.

The conflict between goblins and wizards has lasted for thousands of years. The goblin rebellion in the 17th century and the two conflicts in the 18th century are only a microcosm of this conflict, not the whole picture.

Since the 18th century, the goblins have been divided into two factions. One faction, represented by Gringotts, seeks to use each other with wizards to maintain superficial harmony.

The other faction went into hiding after being defeated, and mingled with the dark wizards who were also not tolerated by the wizarding society, trying to accumulate strength and reignite the war.

With their wealth and silver magic weapons, they did win over quite a few people, and even many goblins in Gringotts flirted with them.

These goblin rebels have only one goal, to establish a kingdom belonging to the goblins.

The Transcaucasus region, with its vast territory, sparse population, outstanding natural endowments, and the great chaos it has experienced in recent years, is the best choice.

If no one intervenes, they might actually have a small chance of reaping the benefits - although it would only be short-lived at best.

But there are no ifs in this world.

The battle was over quickly. From the moment Lynn and Euphemia walked hand in hand into the camp hidden in the forest to the moment Bill, who had stayed outside on guard, rushed over to clean up the battlefield, it took less than ten minutes in total.

Dozens of goblin restorationists who remained in the camp were killed - even the distant relative of the North American goblins, Pukchi.

These small but intelligent magical creatures were extremely alert and reacted the moment the two men Apparated, but it was to no avail.

Their spells were nothing in front of the merged world tree, but the floating cannons flying in the sky could easily take their lives.

Faced with wizards who are capable of challenging the top, the magical goblin magic seems extremely ridiculous.

Until the last moment of their lives, they had no idea how they were exposed, nor did they know why such a powerful wizard would chase them to such a remote place.

When the last old goblin fell in despair, the entire camp was reduced to scorched earth.

Years of wealth vanished along with their unrealistic ambitions.

"It's a pity that the school is not on holiday, otherwise we could bring Hermione here and let her see with her own eyes the true nature of these magical creature rebels. This would be a good lesson."

In the only remaining large tent, Lin En said to Euphemia with some regret.

"This is a bit cruel to the little girl. Not everyone is as receptive as you." Euphemia shook her head to express her disagreement.

Lin En was about to say something when he heard brisk footsteps behind him.

Bill, who had just finished his perimeter sentry duty, walked in.

"Chief, let me... Damn it! What the hell is this?!"

He saw the human specimen hung in the corner by the goblin and was shocked and angry.

Not to mention Hermione, even the well-informed Bill witnessed for the first time the cruelty and ruthlessness of the goblin restorationists.

This is a vendetta that has absolutely no room for compromise.

For this reason, on the wanted list of the International Confederation of Wizards, the priority of the restorationist goblin rebels is always at the highest level.

It has been this way for hundreds of years.

Chapter 149 The Magic Stone

Looking at the cruel scene, Bill was filled with indignation.

Euphemia had gone to look for the hidden treasure house, and there were only two of them left in the tent. Beside Lynn, who was both his teacher and friend, Bill asked without any worries: "Why don't we leave a few people alive and hand them over to the International Confederation of Wizards? This is a serious crime!"

"Do you remember the goblin riot in the 19th century? The one near Hogwarts, almost a hundred years ago." Lynn asked instead of answering.

"?"

Bill shook his head blankly; he had never heard of it.

"That's the answer." Lin En said softly, "Don't think those people are so noble, and don't think they are too simple. Dumbledore tricked me with goblins back then."

"Dumbledore?!" Bill's eyes widened.

"You are the first person who knows about this besides Fei." Lin En smiled meaningfully. "It's not complicated. I was just young and naive and was taken advantage of by the old fox - although the price was okay. The relationship between wizards and goblins is not that simple."

Bill was flattered and said quickly, "I will keep it a secret!"

Lin En did not comment. He sat in the fairy's armchair with his eyes slightly closed. "These little characters can't make any waves. Believe it or not, they will all die within three days after we bring them back."

Bill was a little confused: "This...what should I do?"

“Just pretend nothing happened and wait for my news for the rest.” Lynn raised a finger and flames ignited around him, turning the furnishings in the house into ashes without emitting any heat.

He opened his eyes and looked at Bill. "When dealing with cunning creatures like goblins, evidence is the least important part. What matters is power and status - which you will have in the future."

As they were talking, a silver nameplate flew in from outside the tent and stopped in front of the two of them.

"Gerrick? Who is this?" Bill asked.

"I don't know, and it's not important, but this is a magical creation unique to fairies, a symbol of the restoration of power - it used to be called a loyal warrior - and coincidentally, Golu also has one."

Lin En took out the nameplate that was still covered in sand and calmly put it away together with the one in his hand. "Now we should go check on Fei's situation and take your copy."

"I can't take it, it's your spoils." Bill waved his hand quickly to refuse.

The self-esteem passed down from generation to generation made him and his family unwilling to accept gifts of wealth.

"This is part of the mission. You participated in the battle." Lin En's tone left no room for doubt. "The scientific research team's share must also be converted. This is our distribution principle."

"I... okay." Bill stared into Lin's eyes and quickly gave up. "I will do the distribution work, just like the previous contribution settlement."

"That's right." Lin En smiled with satisfaction and put his arm around his shoulder affectionately. "Money is a good thing. You should use it to make yourself stronger. This is the key - I will rely on you for many things in the future."

He genuinely loves and respects this little brother whose growth he has witnessed.

Outside the tent, on the plain open space, Euphemia had already unlocked the defensive spell of the underground treasure house and opened the heavy wooden door, revealing a scene of jewels and treasures.

This was an unexpected surprise, and it also made the originally planned treasure hunt in the ruins a real treasure trove of wealth - this was the true perfection, at least in the eyes of Miss Fei, who held the financial power.

Looking at the mountains of gold coins and jewels, she smiled with her eyes curved.

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The next morning, they returned along the same route after completing their mission. Bill said goodbye to the two in Cairo and returned to the Egyptian branch of Gringotts where he worked without attracting any attention.

He had simply taken an unremarkable vacation, returned early within the stipulated time, and purchased some trinkets on Cairo's Wizard Street.

For example, brand new cauldrons, robes, kitchen utensils... and some magic books that are not very common in Europe are turned into huge packages and sent intercontinentally by mail.

Lynn and Euphemia returned to Beauxbatons and stored the second rubbing specially made by Bill in Nico's warehouse as a backup.

The ancient magic recorded on the walls was not wasted and was copied by Lin En again, leaving them with himself and Euphemia respectively for future research.

Such a rich harvest also attracted Nico's attention - especially the indestructible golden dagger that contained a terrible curse.

The alchemist, who was old but young at heart, simply took it away and prepared to study it slowly.

Not only is it a legendary magic item that has been passed down to this day, it also involves a [false god] and a curse that even he knows very little about.

There were few things that could arouse the curiosity of this living fossil, and Lin En was happy to find him something to do. He just reminded him to be careful and prepared to leave.

——But he didn't leave as he was stopped by the old lady.

Perenel already knew about the two of them and complained to Lynn. Old Nico also put down his dagger and joined in.