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The next morning, or rather, near noon.

Gringotts Wizarding Bank had completely lost its usual orderly business atmosphere.

For the past half-month or so, Gringotts had been shrouded in a strange atmosphere of panic, an unease that was clearly reflected on the faces of everyone entering and leaving the bank.

Whether it was the wizards queuing to withdraw money, or the goblins busy in the bank, most of them vaguely felt that Gringotts was falling into a terrible vortex… Although Gringotts explained that the restriction on withdrawals was due to the breakdown of the carts going down to the vaults below, causing the business to be slow, rumors still spread like wildfire.

The Venture Capital Department, the Business Department, and the Goblin Elder Council, located deep underground in the Gringotts Bank hall, had fallen into even deeper despair and anger. Bad news came one after another, gradually devouring the light in the goblins' eyes.

The two goblin elders who had been urgently recalled from the former Soviet financial market felt this heavy atmosphere as soon as they entered the bank's gate. The investment department manager, who rarely appeared in the hall on weekdays, personally led them down.

"Seventh Elder, Eleventh Elder, you're finally back. The other elders of the Goblin Elder Council are already seated in the central conference room below. In addition, the core levels of all departments have temporarily put down their work and have all been summoned to the conference room. The meeting has been going on for almost an hour."

According to past experience, around noon was the time when Gringotts Wizarding Bank was operating at high speed. Most of the goblins were at their respective posts, continuously creating revenue for Gringotts, rather than temporarily putting down their work and gathering together for some kind of plenary session.

The two goblin elders, who were stationed abroad for a long time, exchanged glances and nodded silently, following the investment department manager to the magic elevator leading to the central conference room below. Undoubtedly, Gringotts had reached its most critical moment.

Before the two goblin elders could even enter the conference room door, they heard a loud bang from inside, as if someone had slammed their hand on the table.

Immediately afterward, there was the shrill roar of Groin, the chief elder of the Goblin Elder Council.

"Waiting for a turnaround in the situation? Is this the solution given by all of Gringotts' brain trust? Waiting to die?!"

Over the years, as Gringotts gradually gained control of the situation in the non-magical and magical worlds, the goblins had rarely seen the members of the Elder Council, especially the Chief Elder, become so emotionally out of control.

However, this disaster came too suddenly and too terribly.

Faced with the torrent that crashed down like a tsunami and a landslide, the giant ship that the goblins had once been so proud of now looked like a leaky skiff, without even a chance to struggle.

"But... we really have no choice. The cash flow has completely broken, and this is no longer something that any means or economic skills can remedy or cover up. There have been four or five incidents of wizards storming Gringotts in the past two days. Although the Aurors and guards have temporarily alleviated the situation, we are already close to being unable to complete the payment just based on the withdrawal requests made by the Ministry of Magic..."

At this time, the one reporting in the center of the conference room was Valit, the senior supervisor in charge of Gringotts' regular deposit and withdrawal business, as well as most of Gringotts' external cash payment business, the responsible goblin of the bank's business department.

Although most of the work was done by goblin clerks and vault keepers, the main coordination and management was directly handled by Valit, and only it could see the expenditure of various data most directly. At this time, Valit's judgment and prediction were the most direct and cold.

Because these numerical predictions could be accurate to every silver Sickle and every withdrawer.

"Originally, according to the previous preparations, the newly minted gold Galleons could barely fill the gap, but the run on the bank is too serious. The gold coins newly minted by Gringotts every day are even less than one-tenth of the amount flowing out. Tomorrow, or at the latest the day after tomorrow, we will no longer be able to pay any gold Galleons to the wizards... unless... the situation turns around..."

"Turnaround? What turnaround?! Are gold Galleons growing wings and flying back?!"

Croin sneered, glanced at the two foreign affairs elders sitting next to him, turned his head and stared at Valit, panting heavily, his expression becoming increasingly ferocious.

"That American Magical Federal Reserve that suddenly appeared in Knockturn Alley is obviously targeting our Gringotts. Whether it is the American goblins or wizards behind them, they have burned at least four hundred million Galleons in the past half-month... So, we need to pray that it suddenly stops at the last moment?!"

"The traitors in America shouldn't have that much money..."

At this moment, the Eleventh Goblin Elder, who had just sat down, slowly shook his head and said in a solemn voice.

"In recent days, the Seventh Elder and I have been fighting with hot money from all over the world in the financial market of the former Soviet Union. That place has now completely become a meat grinder that only allows entry but not exit. The American goblins can no longer have the resources to invest in the strategy here, otherwise the pressure of fighting on two fronts will cause them to be eliminated early because of the lack of capital——"

"Then it's very simple, right? Those gold Galleons can only come from... Hogwarts."

Leos, the Thirteenth Elder sitting at the end, cleared his throat, casually picking his nails, looked around at the goblins whose faces were gradually becoming ugly, grinned, and said slowly and softly.

"Since none of you are willing to say this conclusion, then let me say it for everyone——As for the solution, isn't it obvious? Occupy Hogwarts Castle, take the gold back, and cut off the wizards' funds. Don't forget, we paid out a full seven hundred million Galleons back then..."

The fact that the competition in the financial market ultimately needed to be resolved by war was the worst news for Gringotts.

Accompanied by Leos' voice, the entire conference room fell into an unspeakable silence.

All the goblins knew that if they really went to war with human wizards, they wouldn't even need many wizards to be dispatched. With just Albus Dumbledore alone, plus a few elite Aurors, they could slaughter the Gringotts goblins who lacked top-level combat power.

The previous peace was only due to the balance of order in human wizarding society. If the goblins dared to take the initiative to start a war, then the wizards would definitely not be soft-hearted——house elves are the best example.

After a long while, Chief Elder Groin opened his mouth, a hint of viciousness flashing in his eyes.

"Actually, there is another way... Since we have to deal with the wizards anyway, then we might as well let them mess up first. Call a press conference, we will tell everyone about Dumbledore mortgaging Hogwarts..."

"Alas... it may already be... too late."

Leos sighed heavily, proactively interrupting Groin's words, and shook a thin letter in his hand.

"Didn't any of you notice this notice issued jointly by the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts this morning, publicly trying the Death Eater's henchmen..."

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Chapter 3! Oh my God!!!
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