Chapter 277: Unable to Conquer

A few minutes later, the voices of Sirius and Lupin spread throughout Diagon Alley in turn, with the content being to the effect that surrender would not kill, cherish life and other exhortations.

However, after the tanks cooled down, there was still no response from the goblins, which meant that they did not intend to negotiate.

Under the protection of Bill and dozens of Aurors, Chen Bin came to the smoke-filled Diagon Alley and continued to summon a huge gale.

After more than a minute, the smoke and dust were finally blown away, revealing half a block full of bricks and tiles, and the ruins of Gringotts with a few main pillars left.

Half of Diagon Alley was also knocked down, and the remaining buildings were more or less cracked. Basically, the entire block should not be able to operate for a long time in the future.

They returned to the tank defense line, adjusted the position of the muzzle, and another round of shelling began.

Guided by the marking spell, countless red lights turned into arcs and bombarded the underground of the ruins, maintaining a cycle of eight rounds of volleys, shouting, cooling, and volleys.

By the early morning, the tanks had used up all the liquefied diamonds and had become decorations, but the goblins still did not send anyone out to surrender.

Not only did no goblins surrender in Diagon Alley, but the Ministry of Magic in Europe had not received the surrender letter from the local bank, and no goblin came out of the ruins.

"Aaron, a call from the Ukrainian Ministry of Magic." Penelope covered her satellite phone and trotted to the tank defense line.

"Thank you." Chen Bin took the call and immediately heard a hearty laugh from the other end of the microphone: "Hahaha! Grandson-in-law! The goblin bank on our side has been taken down. This time it's really thanks to your ideas and weapons. How is the progress on your side?"

Chen Bin moved the phone a foot away and still heard the boastful laughter.

Dubrovsky, this old man, just likes to take advantage of this kind of verbal advantage. Chen Bin doesn't believe that the commander on the Ukrainian side will be such a person.

"Tell me! Who is the commander? And, did you really send someone into their underground vault?" Chen Bin's tone was a bit contemptuous, but the old man pretended not to hear it.

"The commander is of course my other grandson-in-law. I urged him to send Aurors to catch the rebels underground. The shells are so expensive, how can you spend them like this?"

Chen Bin was speechless.

He had to spend their gold galleons and Muggle currency to fight, otherwise why would he sell weapons?

When he was about to ask more, Penelope handed him another satellite phone and whispered in his ear: "It's a call from the German Junker Magic Army. Something big happened there."

"Mr. Dubrovsky, please wait a moment." Chen Bin handed the phone in his hand to Penelope, and then answered the call from Germany. "I am Aaron Namar, the British supreme commander of this operation, please..."

"Don't send Aurors underground!" The wizard on the other end of the phone interrupted Chen Bin's self-introduction and said anxiously: "My name is Schmidt, the supreme commander of the Berlin operation. Fifteen minutes ago, sixty Aurors were sent down, and more than forty people were killed or injured. They arranged trolls, devil's nets, more than four types of fire dragons, eight-eyed giant spiders, banshees, dementors and other magical animals in the tunnels. With the cooperation of the goblins and a large number of magical animals in these complicated passages, our people were constantly attacked, and we suffered heavy losses before we even entered their core area..."

The commander said a few more words and hung up the phone in a hurry, as if he was going to notify the next friendly Ministry of Magic.

"Penelope, let your people notify all the Ministry of Magic that it is strictly forbidden to attack by force. There is stubborn resistance in Berlin." Chen Bin really wanted to inform Commander Schmidt that there was no need to call one by one. Muggles' communication methods are very powerful, and they have Muggle high-level people behind them to make quick contacts for them.

Then, he looked at the phone in Penelope's hand, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Dubrovsky, you guys..." Chen Bin snatched the phone from her hand, but he couldn't hear the old man's voice, the phone had been hung up. "Could their troops also be counterattacked?"

Chen Bin called back but no one answered, and he knew he couldn't rush.

"Pass the order down, return to Diagon Alley to continue to surround Gringotts, and no one is allowed to enter the underground passage." Chen Bin then handed over a series of military orders and Apparated back to the vicinity of Hogwarts in a hurry.

The principal's office.

"That is to say, you can't think of any way to attack the underground vault?" Dumbledore looked at the sunlight outside the window and gradually fell into thought.

Nicolas Flamel has returned to his country, and he needs a big man of this level to sit in at a critical moment.

Grindelwald drank milk tea leisurely, as if these things had nothing to do with him.

Well, this really has nothing to do with him. I don't know if this old man is an Austrian or German wizard. He was the most suppressed by the Ministry of Magic in these two places back then. He has no obligation to help anyone.

Now, he is willing to kill Voldemort just because of the invitation of his good friend.

"It's not that you can't attack by force, but can you bear this kind of loss?" Chen Bin also looked out the window and said lightly: "Especially when Voldemort is watching from the side."

"No, we can't let the casualties continue like this." Dumbledore looked back at Chen Bin's direction and frowned, saying: "We have to figure out a way to conquer the tunnel warfare."

"Tunnel warfare?" When Chen Bin heard this term, a movie of the same name suddenly flashed in his mind.

If we talk about the experience of fighting tunnel warfare, who in the world can be called a master except China?

In the auditorium during breakfast, countless students were also flipping through the newly delivered "Daily Prophet."

"Isn't this reasonable? Is this a big defeat?" Ron cursed impatiently when he saw the newspaper headline in Hermione's hand.

"Shh!" Hermione made a silence gesture. After quickly reading the headlines, she read the headlines on each page before putting down the newspaper. "There is still no news about Harry's attack. Whether it is the Daily Prophet or the Hogwarts Evening News, they have always treated it as if it never happened."

"Hermione, now that we have a war with goblins, do you still care about this kind of report? Hasn't Harry been rescued?" Although Ron cared about his friend, the man could feel at ease as long as he got the answer, and he couldn't understand that Hermione Not caring about the war, but paying attention to whether Harry was in the newspapers.

"Of course I know Harry is safe." Hermione rolled her eyes at Ron and whispered: "Isha's mother also told me that Harry is now being transferred to the new teaching building, and the one in the infirmary is a fake. "

Ron was surprised. The security in the infirmary was very tight now, but they were actually protecting a fake.

"Don't be surprised." Hermione saw his expression and said with satisfaction: "Ron, are you willing to just be a protected boy?"

Ron looked around and saw that almost everyone was reading with their heads lowered and immediately showed helpless expressions. "It's useless to think about it. We are still fifth graders."

"No, at least we can still analyze..."

Hermione was speaking her opinion when she and Ron were tapped on the shoulders at the same time.

Turning around, Lavender with an angry look on his face was saying something, but neither of them could hear him.

"Oops, whisper curse..." Ron immediately removed the curse surrounding the two of them, but Lavender had already left angrily.

When Ron was about to catch up, Hermione stopped him. "Ron."

"What's going on?" Ron stopped, looked back at Hermione, and then looked anxiously in the direction of the door.

"You and Lavender are already together. It's time to avoid suspicion with me from now on. No girlfriend can accept that the person she likes talks quietly to other girls every day and excludes herself."

Ron's raised foot stopped.

What Hermione said is right, they usually work as three people. However, since Harry was injured, he and Hermione had been inseparable and seemed more like a couple to others.

"But, aren't we good friends?" Ron struggled in his mind for a while, and then asked, "Can't you and Harry accept her as friends?"

Hermione sighed, shook her head and said: "Our personalities are destined not to be good friends. You don't know that she has been pulling girls who go to class with me to isolate me since the first grade. Do you think I really like to be with two boys every day? Play?"

"What? Why didn't you tell us before?" Ron was about to sit back down, but was pushed back to the passage by Hermione.

She smiled bitterly and shook her head: "It's not just her, almost all the girls in the same grade don't like me. This may be because I didn't care about other people's feelings in the first grade and just strived for good results. Listen to me, get back Raven De, sincerely apologize and hope to get her forgiveness, and then we will distance ourselves. Only then will you be happy."

Ron was angry. "But she did this to you before..."

"She's not my friend." Hermione interrupted Ron's shout and said seriously: "She really likes you, and you want to get along with her seriously, then you have to know the choice. When she In your eyes, I am like Draco. Isn’t it immoral to not get along with me? You have to know what to choose, and friendship is enough in your heart.”

The two whispered for a while, and Hermione drove Ron out to pursue Lavender.

"I can't imagine that you have become so mature without knowing it."

A familiar female voice came from behind. Hermione looked back at Caitlina, smiled and shook her head: "Ever since you were my opponent in the first grade, I have to become mature if I want to catch up with you."

Kate turned back and waved goodbye to Isha on the stage, and took Hermione, who had eaten, for a walk on the lawn.

"What has become of Gringotts now?" Hermione chatted with her for less than three words and directly asked her for the answer she wanted to know most.

"I don't know, Bin is still having a meeting in the principal's office." Kate tilted her head slightly and guessed: "I think if the report of the Daily Prophet was reversed, it would be the truth, right?"

Hermione choked at this divine inference. "There are many other ways, okay? Fudge was mocking Bin for buying massive weapons and still not being able to capture Gringotts, and also hinting that a large number of Aurors died. On the other hand, Gringotts was captured? No Aurors died?"

"Your tone is becoming more and more like Bin." Kate smiled softly, and Hermione froze instantly.