Gulingge is located in the middle of a row of commercial streets. It is a very tall white building. It looks very conspicuous compared to the surrounding buildings.

No matter what world you are in, the bank is very grand.

In front of the shiny bronze gate, there were two solemn demons standing, wearing scarlet gold-inlaid uniforms. After seeing the Hoffa coming, the two demons bowed slightly at the same time.

It is said that this store is the first store in Diagon Alley.

One person and one demon walked into the Guling Pavilion. After arriving here, Yinduo was wearing a suit, holding his head up and his chest, completely losing his previous treacherous appearance.

Passing through the second silver gate, there were warning signs written on it.

Please come in, strangers, but you have to be careful

What will be the end of greed?

Just ask for nothing

Will be punished the most severely

So if you want to take it from our underground vault

A wealth that never belongs to you,

You've been warned,

Beware that what you bring is not treasure, but evil retribution

These slogans are all in ancient English and have a very contemporary feel.

After seeing this row of slogans, Huofa, who was originally calm, couldn't help but his heart was like a bucket. He came to Guling Pavilion to cheat money to study at the first stop of rebirth. He was really crazy.

But looking at Induo's confident look, Huofa can only calm down. Now that things have come to this point, complaining is useless. Only by playing his role well can he gain more trust. In the bank, trust is money.

Induo said: "Your name is Silby Spencer. He is a descendant of a French nobleman, do you understand?"

Hoffa mocked, "You are really well prepared."

Walking past a group of goblins weighing gems all the time, Huofa and Induo came to the counter.

Yinduo's lips squirmed and said softly.

"Silby can't speak English. From now on, leave everything to me, do you understand?"

Hoffa nodded speechlessly.

Yinduo looked up at a bald old fairy with glasses in front of the counter.

"This time the guest came from France and he came to discuss investment with us on behalf of his family. This is the industry proof of the Spencer family's foreign industry."

As he said that, Yinduo didn't know where he turned out a piece of paper and handed it to him.

The old demon had a solemn spirit. He crossed his fingers. He first glanced at Huofa up and down, and nodded slightly to him.

Hoffa also nodded to him with a reserved look.

Then the old fairy took out a magnifying glass and carefully studied the paper of Induo.

When Huofa saw the paper, he was so angry that he was so angry that he was very prepared. He might have made up his mind from the beginning and colluded with him to cheat money, so he deliberately lost his tuition.

After studying the paper, the old fairy waved, and a fairy secretary came over behind him.

The old goblin said: "Take them to Room 10."

The fairy secretary nodded immediately. He took Huofa to the elevator in Guling Pavilion, pressed it a few times, and the old-fashioned sliding door elevator floated up and walked upwards.

Hoffa thought that Harry Potter and Hagrid had been walking downstairs when he first came to Gringott, but he was walking up with Induo. This unknown feeling made him feel uneasy.

When we reach the tenth floor, the elevator opens.

Induo immediately bowed at the door, looking like a waiter, letting Huofa pass first to highlight his honorary status.

Hoffa sneered in her heart. She was indeed a professional liar and acted in the full set.

He did not refuse, and followed the appearance of the nobles he saw in the movies in his previous life and walked on reservedly.

The corridors on the floors are filled with high-end roses, the ground is covered with red carpets, and the magical lighting of gold on both sides of the walls is very high-end.

The fairy secretary sent Induo and Huofa into Room 10 and then retreated.

It was daylight outside, but the fireplace in the room was lit with flames, and the walls were covered with silverware and oil paintings, which were dim but luxurious.

"Mr. Lalfa, see who I bring this time."

Induo cleared his throat happily and said loudly.

In front of the fireplace, a wheelchair swivels over.

On the wheelchair, there is a fairy, an old fairy, and an old fairy who is about to die.

He was wearing a red blanket, his head trembled slightly, and his nose was as long as Huofah's forearm.

Hoffa swore that he had never seen such an old and paralyzed goblin. This was simply Stephen Hawking among the goblins.

Induo walked over and kissed loudly on the old fairy's forehead where only a few hairs remained.

Trojan horse!

Huofa felt chills when he saw it.

The old fairy cracked her mouth and pointed to the red sofa beside her.

Hoffa sat down quietly.

Yinduo walked to the cabinet beside him and took out a glass of red wine.

He said while pouring wine.

"Lalfa, the French wizarding community is now facing problems, and Germany's ambitions are unstoppable. Mr. Sebastian is willing to mortgage some of their family's industries in France in exchange for the protection of the British Ministry of Magic."

Lalfa muttered: "Strange words, Induo, you always do this..."

The sound was as hoarse as a broken gong.

Induo handed over the parchment: "Believe it or not, this is the land deed, look."

Lalfar took it and then muttered, "Delfina Spencer... It's really a homeless place." The old fairy glanced at Hoffa, "I don't know whether this relationship with Miss Deelfina..."

Induo patted his chest and promised: "Brother, brother, brother of blood, the only heir to the Spencer family. Don't worry, there is absolutely no problem."

The old fairy nodded.

"It's just this price..."

Yinduo raised a finger.

"Ten thousand gold Gallons, plus a security agreement. That's the price, if feasible, you can get a lot of land including the port of Bordeaux, and the delivery will be completed within two years."

The old fairy's turbid eyes lit up, and she looked at Huofa without saying anything.

Induo: "Don't worry, he doesn't speak English."

The old fairy immediately bargained with Induo.

Watching the two of them argue with each other in front of him, Hoffa smiled on his face, and his mother bought accusations in his heart. Induo, the demon, is simply a beast who lies without blinking. How did this guy get a good review in Dumbledore's eyes?

Dumbledore is one of the few wise men in the Harry Potter world. Could it be that this fairy is so thick-skinned that even Dumbledore can deceive him? Or is Dumbledore not old enough and suffered a great loss in Induo, so he became so wise?

Finally, the dispute ended.

The old goblin looked at Hoffa expectantly.

Yinduo came to Hoffa with a gloomy face and whispered, "Is this old guy's nose very funny? No, nodding, shaking his head?"

Hoffa looked at the old fairy's huge rosacea in silence for a while. Finally, he nodded with a serious expression in the expectant look of the old fairy.

The old fairy smiled satisfied.

Induo stood up and cursed, "Damn it, five thousand is only five thousand. You old guy, Grandet is not as cruel as you!"

....

bite!

With a crisp sound.

Ten minutes later, Huofa and Induo stood at the exit of the Guling Pavilion. A thick gold coin bounced between Induo's slender fingers.

He looked at Hoffa with a small leather bag and smiled, "What, I'm right, the goblins will never be short of money."

Hoffa looked at his small leather bag. The leather bag looked small, but it was cast with a traceless stretching spell, containing at least 5,000 gold gallons.

5,000 Jin Jialong, I'm afraid that Harry Potter's small vault doesn't have that much money.

Hoffa asked, "So you forged those property deeds?"

Induo shrugged: "Otherwise, do you really think you are a French nobleman?"

Hoffa sighed: "Are you not afraid of being caught by these people? This is a naked scam."

"Boy, if you have a long-term vision, you will never worry about gold coins."

Yinduo smiled and strode ahead.

"Times are about to change. If you can't wait for these greedy guys to hand over the business, the land will turn into scorched earth. All the prosperity will disappear. By then, the land deeds are true or false, meaningless."
To be continued...