The grand, solemn hall, where goblins sat behind long tables stretching across its length, elegantly managing the wizards' wealth.
That had been Harry's impression of Gringotts in the past.
But today's Gringotts was completely different.
A long queue had formed before the hall whose doors warned people against greed, and every wizard wore an anxious, uneasy expression.
Harry noticed that most of them were dressed in exquisite clothes and adorned with glittering jewelry.
He told Remus about his confusion, but Remus said nothing. The corner of his mouth merely twitched into a faintly disdainful smile.
"Excuse me, gentlemen, ladies—"
A flustered goblin with a dark green face hurried over when he saw they had no intention of joining the queue, forcing an awkward smile onto his face.
"As you can see, if you intend to withdraw money—"
"Oh, actually—"
Mrs. Weasley clutched her pocket tightly. The attention from those waiting nearby made her slightly uneasy.
"I intend to deposit some gold in my vault."
Deposit gold, at a time like this?!
Not only did the customers watching coldly look stunned, but even the goblin attending them was taken aback.
"What?"
Remus said calmly.
"Have the goblins suspended that service?"
"Y-you are Mr. Remus Lupin?"
The goblin recognized Remus and immediately became more respectful.
"Of course not. Please follow me, madam—"
"I've never seen a goblin put on that sort of face for our family."
Seeing how attentive the goblin was, Ron curled his lip and whispered to Harry. But Harry offered no comment. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and stared toward the front of the hall, where several goblins who looked like supervisors were attending to a group of customers.
"Look—"
Harry lightly nudged Remus in the ribs and pointed him in that direction.
"Lucius Malfoy—"
Remus froze for a