Bab 5: Ch. 5: Ukrainian Ironbelly Dragon.
A subtle shift in Jon's expression betrayed his concern. It appeared the goblin had deduced that Jon's withdrawal from Gibbon's vault was not entirely legitimate and that the key had not been willingly bestowed upon him by Gibbon.
The conundrum, however, was how he had been found out. Which part of his plan had faltered? 'Curse it, have I muddled up the movie's plot?' Jon pondered internally.
Griphook, the goblin, scrutinized the golden key Jon had handed him and queried, "If you're not deceiving me, sir, this key is meant to unlock Mr. Gibbon Campbell's vault, correct?"
"Indeed, this is Mr. Gibbon's key," Jon affirmed, simultaneously formulating an escape strategy.
He recalled that the trio of protagonists, Harry, Ron, and Hermione, had once made a daring escape from Gringotts in the film. Their method of escape?
'Riding a dragon!' Jon remembered they had fled Gringotts astride the bank's guardian dragon. However, this would require Jon to tame the dragon in a limited timeframe.
Griphook continued, "That may be so, but even with Mr. Gibbon's key, I cannot open the vault door. There's only one plausible explanation."
His gaze bore into Jon as he declared, "This key does not acknowledge you as its rightful owner!"
'Did the key need to recognize me? Was that part of the movie's plot?' Jon questioned inwardly.
"Each key is imbued with a spell cast by us goblins. If the vault owner cannot access his own wealth, then another may do so with the key. The condition is..." Griphook's voice took on a grave tone, "I must have the consent of the key's owner, otherwise, I cannot open the vault door."
"Understood..." Jon conceded, a sense of resignation in his heart. 'But it makes sense. If Gringotts only recognized keys and not individuals, it would be rife with theft and robbery. In such a scenario, Gringotts would hardly be the safest place next to Hogwarts!'
Observing Griphook pocket the key without any intention of returning it, Jon braced himself as the goblin bellowed, "Seize this thief!"
As the command echoed, Jon heard footsteps approaching from behind. He spun around to see two goblins and several human wizards in guard uniforms, wands at the ready, advancing towards him.
"Locomotor Mortis!"
One of the guards was quick to aim his wand at Jon, but Jon reacted with a cunning move. He shoved Griphook in front of him, and the blue light of the curse struck Griphook's head, instantly petrifying him.
"Griphook!" a goblin cried out, "You...you scoundrel!"
In retaliation, he extended his hand to cast a dark spell on Jon.
However, Jon was quicker. He opened his palm, ignited hellfire on it, and flung it towards them. The terrifying flames immediately engulfed the goblin and the wizard guards, knocking them to the ground.
Jon had used the hellfire to incapacitate them, not to burn their souls. After all, they were merely performing their duties, and killing them would only invite unnecessary complications.
He approached one of the fallen goblins, who was writhing on the ground, and demanded, "Casting spells without a wand?! You're merely a human, how did you manage it?!"
Jon disregarded his question, instead seizing him and threatening, "That's none of your concern. I need you to lead me somewhere!"
Roarrrrrrrrrr!
Now that his cover was blown, Jon had little to lose. It was time to make a grand exit. However, as soon as Jon finished speaking, a deafening roar reverberated through the room, startling everyone present.
"Damn it, it's the dragon!" Jon exclaimed, covering his ears.
Jon remembered that the fire dragon was used to guard the deeper vaults. It seemed it had been relocated here due to its proximity to those vaults.
Jingle jingle jingle!
The dragon's roar was accompanied by a series of clear, ringing bells.
The goblin Jon had threatened smirked and said, "Your end is near, thief. That's a Ukrainian Ironbelly. You'll be reduced to ashes!"
As his words hung in the air, a massive figure emerged from around the corner.
It was a colossal dragon, its body marred by chains and gruesome wounds. Its scales, pale from prolonged confinement underground, appeared loose and ready to shed.
Its eyes were a cloudy pink, and heavy shackles on its legs were tethered to the wall behind it.
Jingle… jingle… jingle… jingle…!
The ringing of bells sounded again, and the dragon, seemingly in pain, began to thrash wildly.
Behind the dragon, a goblin held a small metal bell. It was believed that the bell was enchanted, granting the goblin control over the dragon. The origin of the bell and the reason for its power over the dragon were unknown, but it was an integral part of Gringotts.
The goblin and guards Jon had knocked down scrambled to their feet and fled at the sight of the dragon.
The dragon turned its gaze to Jon, and with a mighty roar, spewed a torrent of flames.
In an instant, Jon was engulfed in a sea of fire.
"Hahahaha! The thief is dead!" a goblin cackled.
However, the sight that followed left him agape.
The flames receded, and a figure emerged from the smoke.
But it wasn't a man who stepped out; it was a skeleton wreathed in flames.
"By Merlin's beard! What... what is that?!" A goblin gasped, his eyes wide with terror. The others mirrored his fear and retreated.
They watched as Jon, ablaze, approached the dragon. But the dragon, in its savage nature, was not intimidated. It roared again, gathering flames in its mouth to face Jon.
However, when Jon raised his skeletal hand, the dragon immediately ceased its actions, extinguished its flames, and bowed its head.
Jon stroked the dragon's head. Instantly, the hellfire seared every inch of the dragon's skin. Its scales fell away, and its flesh and blood faded.
In the end, it mirrored Jon, a skeleton ablaze.
[Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully tamed a dragon, and you will be rewarded with 500 penalty points]
The system's prompt startled Jon, not only because of the reward but also because he hadn't expected the fire dragon to be tamed so effortlessly.
"From today onwards, your name is Igris!" Jon whispered to the dragon.
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Bab 6: Ch. 6: The First Horcrux to Destroy!
Jon hadn't anticipated the ease with which he could subdue this colossal dragon. Perhaps its prolonged confinement underground, coupled with the relentless torment inflicted by the goblins, had significantly diminished its spirit.
He merely stared into the dragon's eyes, instilling fear, and then employed hellfire to assimilate it, thus effortlessly taming the beast.
Jon recalled a generation of Ghost Riders whose steed was not an inanimate object like a motorcycle or a race car, but a skeletal horse. This was the inaugural Ghost Rider, Carter Slade, also known as the Ghost Knight.
This sparked an idea in Jon's mind; he too could domesticate a living creature to serve as his mount, such as the dragon before him.
In comparison to motorcycles and race cars, Jon found the prospect of riding a gargantuan dragon far more captivating.
Jon wrested the bell from the goblin's grasp, reassuring the dragon, "You no longer need to fear this object, Igris!"
As he spoke, he jingled the bell, its crisp sound echoing once more, but this time, Igris remained unresponsive.
Having been assimilated by Jon, Igris not only healed from years of accumulated injuries but also became impervious to the pains that once tormented him.
"Excellent!" Jon exclaimed, discarding the bell and crushing it underfoot.
He then reverted to his human form, turned to the goblin, and commanded, "I require your assistance in reaching a specific location. Take me to Bellatrix Lestrange's vault!"
The goblin attempted to fabricate an excuse to decline, but the sight of the flaming skeletal dragon behind Jon silenced his protestations. He acquiesced timidly, "Very well...No problem, sir!"
Bellatrix, one of Voldemort's Death Eaters and among the few female members, was currently incarcerated in Azkaban for her crimes. Despite her imprisonment, Gringotts still safeguarded her assets, permitting no external interference.
Jon's primary motive for visiting her vault was the presence of a hidden Horcrux.
Voldemort had partitioned his soul into seven fragments, each concealed within a Horcrux. This ensured his invincibility, as his soul was not contained within his body.
To annihilate Voldemort completely, one must obliterate all seven Horcruxes. Jon's hellfire, capable of incinerating souls, was futile against Voldemort, whose soul was not totally within him.
Jon was acutely aware of this, hence his determination to seize this opportunity to destroy the Horcrux.
His initial plan was to pilfer Gibbon's assets first, then return to Gringotts to destroy the Horcrux. However, his exposure necessitated a change in plans.
The goblin escorted Jon to the vault and unlocked the door for him.
A room brimming with gold, silver, and treasures unfolded before Jon's eyes.
From floor to ceiling, it was crammed with gold coins, goblets, silver armor, various potions, and magical animal hides.
"Help me dispel the curse!" Jon demanded coldly.
The goblin feigned confusion, to which Jon retorted sternly, "Enough with the charade! The Flagrante and Gemino Curses have been cast on the treasure. Anything touched would ignite and multiply, eventually crushing the thief under the weight of the expanding gold!"
Jon, having seen the movie, was aware of this and ordered the goblin to lift the curse.
The goblin confessed, "Indeed, sir! But...I lack the authority to dispel these curses for you!"
Jon dismissed the goblin's protest, brandishing a magic wand that had once belonged to Gibbon. After Gibbon's demise, the wand had recognized Jon as its new master. With Gibbon's memories and magical power, Jon could effortlessly cast spells.
"I fear your spell won't work in Gringotts, sir!" the goblin cautioned.
Ignoring the goblin's warning, Jon raised the wand and softly chanted, "Reverte!"
A blue light emanated from the wand, striking the ceiling before transforming into a shower of blue starlight. As the starlight descended onto the treasures, the goblin was astounded to find all the curses had vanished.
"How is this possible?!" the goblin exclaimed in disbelief.
Jon dismissed his astonishment, "Find the Golden Cup."
Jon had utilized the power of Ghost Rider to bolster the spell, which could essentially be considered a dimensionality reduction blow to the magic power of this world. Consequently, Jon's spell could effortlessly dispel the curses on these assets.
He ventured into the vault, scouring the gold and silver artifacts for the Horcrux. His gaze soon settled on a golden cup.
'Hufflepuff's Cup! This is it!' Jon thought to himself.
He approached the golden cup and picked it up.
Jon could sense a fragment of a sinful soul trapped within the golden cup.
"Before our face-to-face encounter, allow me to present you with a gift, Voldemort."
Ahhhhhhhhhh!
As Jon spoke, the hellfire in his hand engulfed the golden cup. A piercing scream erupted from the cup, like a roaring serpent.
Jon gripped it tightly, the golden cup shattered instantly, the screams ceased, and Voldemort's soul fragment was incinerated by Jon's hellfire.
"One down!" Jon said, then proceeded to fill a large bag with gold coins, potions, herbs, and magical animal remnants from the vault.
The gold and silver artifacts and armor, being inconvenient to transport and of no use to Jon, were left behind.
Even the herbs and magical animal hides would prove beneficial to Jon. In the future, Jon would kill more Death Eaters, possibly gaining knowledge of potion-making from their memories, and these items could serve as raw materials.
After packing his belongings, he exited the vault.
He could already hear the approaching footsteps of additional guards.
"It's time to depart, Igris!" Jon hoisted the large bag onto his back, mounted Igris, and shouted, "Let's get out of this wretched place!"
"Hurry, there he is! Don't let him escape!"
"By Merlin's beard, what is that?! A flaming dragon skeleton?!"
"Is not that the Ukrainian Ironbelly?! How did it transform into this?!"
Several guards rushed over, but the sight of Igris' terrifying form halted them in their tracks.
Igris unfurled his enormous flaming wings, forcing the guards to retreat. With a powerful flap of his wings, his colossal body ascended into the air, heading towards the top of Gringotts.
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In the bank reception of Gringotts, the goblins sat behind a long counter, diligently performing their tasks in an orderly manner.
Suddenly, they felt a subtle tremor beneath their feet, and the grand chandelier overhead began to sway. They looked around in confusion.
Suddenly, a deafening crash echoed through the room as a massive dragon burst through the ground.
It was a skeletal dragon enveloped in flames, and atop it sat a humanoid flaming skeleton.
The skeletal dragon shattered the iron roof, soaring into the sky. It smashed through the ceiling with its massive head, then breached the top of the wall and flew out of Gringotts.
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