Chapitre 148: Hufflepuff Cup in Lestrange Vault
November 1994
Riddle House
After Voldemort's roar, one of the death eaters rose up in hurry and ran off to call Bellatrix.
The atmosphere was thick with tension and no death eater dared to breath loudly. Harry could not help but wonder, why would these death eaters choose such a pathetic life?
Lucius Malfoy, for example, an esteemed member of the wizarding world and now the DMLE head was here grovelling before the feat of another wizard in name of blood purity. He could only wonder, the faces of death eater when they would learn that Voldemort was a half blood.
Minutes later Harry heard a loud maddening cackle as a witch with curly black hair stepped inside the hall.
Harry had known from Voldemort's memories that Bellatrix was on the verge of madness. She was an insane witch. But now seeing her, he was sure that Azkaban had turned her completely mad.
"My Lord," she laughed as she approached the directly in front of Voldemort and kneeled down.
"Bellatrix," said Voldemort in almost a pleasant tone. "My most loyal follower."
Bellatrix's face brightened at this compliment as she nodded her head fervently, "Yes, my lord."
"Get up," said Voldemort.
Bellatrix followed the instructions and stood up.
"Bellatrix," Voldemort drawled slowly. "I had given you a small cup for safe keeping."
"Yes, my lord," replied Bellatrix.
"Where had you kept it?" Asked Voldemort.
"My Lord," She sounded a bit nervous. "I had placed it a Gringotts vault."
"Which Vault?" Asked Voldemort his voice unusually calm.
"Lestrange vault," answered Bellatrix.
Harry hiding in the corner heard very attentively.
She continued, "My lord, the vault is protected by powerful Flagrante and Geminio curses. Only by using specific methods can anything be withdrawn from the vault."
Harry's ears perked at this. He of course knew about the both the curses. Flagrante was a curse which caused burn to a person anyone touching an object on which the spell was cast. While Geminio was a doubling charm. Any object touched would multiply to form fake objects of identical appearances.
"Very well," said Voldemort. Harry very aware of Voldemort's nature knew that the dark lord would never consider these two curses as powerful curses. For a powerful wizard, these curses were child's play.
Even so Voldemort did not say anything.
"Bellatrix," said Voldemort. "I want you to go and bring the cup tomorrow."
"Yes, my lord," she said without hesitation. "But will I have to break in the vault?"
Voldemort shook his head, "No, Bellatrix."
He explained, "Gringotts does not care if you are someone who have ran away from Azkaban. If you own a vault and you are present inside the bank, the bank will ask you no questions."
"You will have to merely hide yourself from the other wizards in the bank," added Voldemort.
"Ok, my lord," she said. "I will retrieve the cup tomorrow."
At this moment, Harry slightly parted his cloak and small finger peaked outside. If anyone would had noticed, they would have a seen a small finger hanging out of thin air.
(This is what I had meant in chapter 37 about Harry not being able to cast from the cloak. He would have to point his finger or wand slightly out to cast the spell which would make his finger or the wand visible.)
Without anyone noticing, a silent spell left Harry's finger and struck Bellatrix. It was the same tracker spell, he had planted on Barty Crouch.
Now, whenever Bellatrix would go to Gringotts Harry would know.
"You may go, Bellatrix," Voldemort dismissed Bellatrix.
Bellatrix nodded, "Yes, my lord."
Harry followed behind her. He would have stayed to hear Voldemort's plans but Barty Crouch was readily available to him to relay all the information.
Following behind Bellatrix, Harry arrived outside and then vanished.
November 1994
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
Next day, early in the morning, Harry had just finished his breakfast when he felt activity from Bellatrix tracker.
Without a thought, he turned invisible and vanished from his chamber.
November 1994
Gringotts Wizarding Bank
When Harry reappeared, Harry was standing in Diagon alley just outside the Gringotts. Some distance away from him, a woman with average looks was looking around in slight anxiety.
She was Bellatrix who had casted a glamour charm on herself to alter her appearance. Taking a deep breath, she mustered some confidence and walked inside the Gringotts.
Harry naturally followed behind her.
Bellatrix walked to one of the tellers.
"Goblin," she said in a high pitch voice. "I want to go and retrieve something from my vault."
The Goblin teller looked up in annoyance at being addressed like this. He grunted, displeasure clear in his voice, "Who are you? What is your vault?"
Harry did not see what happened between them but from the sudden shock on Goblin's face, Harry could guess that Bellatrix must have removed her glamour for few moments to have her original face appear.
The teller took few moments to calm down and asked, "Have you the key?"
Bellatrix shook her head, "I will use my blood to access the vault."
Using the blood to access a vault was a dangerous method. If someone tried to force into another vault, the blood magical rituals in the vaults could kill the person in moments.
The wizarding law had banned such methods but the vaults of the old families still had these methods.
The goblin nodded, "Ok… I will call your vault manager."
He was about to get up but Bellatrix almost growled in anger, "Just take me to my vault. As simple as that. Don't you understand."
The teller almost trembled in fear. He knew that if Bellatrix did something to him, the goblins would kill her in moments. But that would surely not bring him back to life. And with the kind of insanity Bellatrix had, her doing something idiotic was definitely not out of the question.
The teller nodded, "Please follow me."
Bellatrix nodded in satisfaction and followed behind the goblin. They reached the iconic rail cart and the duo climbed a rail cart.
Harry, naturally could not climb the rail cart. Even if he was invisible, he could be touched and riding the cart was dangerous.
Hence, he cast a spell and his body started to float. It was one of the most useful magical spells in his arsenal. That which gave him the ability to fly.
Within moments his speed increased and Harry flew behind the rail cart.
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