The once lifeless Gringotts instantly erupted into chaos. The Goblin inside the counter and the wizards conducting business outside were all startled by the curse.
Then Dumbledore cast a spell, immobilizing everyone in the hall. For a moment, they couldn't move, not even their eyes.
After Dumbledore casting the spell, he immediately tossed the compass from his pocket to Kayson.
After receiving the compass, Kayson immediately understood Dumbledore's meaning. He was currently maintaining the spell, so the task of keeping the Explorer's Compass pinpointing the Horcrux's location needed to be entrusted to him.
However, perhaps the real reason is that Dumbledore didn't want to continue chanting that magical spell, after all, this whole room of people wanted to control Dumbledore.
Tsk tsk tsk... Anyway, Kayson doesn't believe it.
As he pondered, he kept talking, walking around the hall with the compass in his hand. Finally, he found a spot, and the needle on the compass immediately began to tremble.
Dumbledore: "Found it?"
Kayson nodded and snapped his fingers.
"Watch your eyes!"
A flashbang just popped out from his fingertip.
"Damn it, the wind is blowing and the sand is obstructing the view." Dumbledore was inexplicably struck by the flash, said, his defenses broken.
Meanwhile, Kayson quickly dug three holes, and then filled one hole the instant Dumbledore jumped into it.
"Are we just going to go down like this?" Dumbledore asked helplessly after entering the large pit that Kayson had dug.
"It's pretty impressive. You really should see my vertical mining method." Kayson said without hesitation, pulling out Diamond Pickaxe and starting to dig.
Dumbledore followed Kayson's movements and continued to Descendo downwards, almost always Descendo a full meter each time, which shows how incredible the pressure was on the knees of a man over a hundred years old.
Dumbledore, acted as if no one was there, his expression remaining unchanged.
Even Astartes can't match the strength of this knee.
Kayson swung his pickaxe down, and the familiar feeling of Descendo came through, but this time it wasn't the feeling of just a meter.
It's more like a bizarre extreme sport, like skydiving.
The difference is that there is no parachute.
"What's going on?" Dumbledore asked.
Kayson stroked his chin. "Emmm, the vertical mining method has all sorts of little problems, for example, sometimes we dig into some mine shafts and suddenly fall down."
Dumbledore nodded. "So what should we do now? Do you have a solution?"
"Yes, bro, yes!" Kayson confidently pulled out a bucket. "If we just pour this bucket of water on the ground a second before we fall, we can reasonably avoid fall damage."
Dumbledore nodded. "So you have this kind of trick up your sleeve."
Kayson looked down at the floor that was getting closer and closer to the two of them. "Then it's time! Just you wait and see what I've got!"
Snap!
Splash splash splash splash...
"I think... I made a mistake." Kayson looked somewhat embarrassed at Dumbledore lying on the ground like a puddle of liquid, and apologetically took out a healing potion.
Kayson himself was naturally without any problems, after all, the Netherite Skeleton Attack Slab was a true attack slab.
Kayson took out a sponge and absorbed all the water in the vicinity before creating a slightly drier environment for the wounded.
" Dumbledore, I'm going to heal your wounds," Kayson said seriously.
Having already used magic to block his sense of pain, Dumbledore looked at Kayson with instinctive distrust. "I think you can just leave me here. Go find that Horcrux yourself, and then take me to Madam Pomfrey or St Mungo's's Hospital."
"Trust me, I'm doing my best." Kayson said, but his hands didn't stop for a moment, cracking and straightening Dumbledore's broken leg. If he didn't do this first and used the healing potion directly, he might end up with Dumbledore's leg shaped like an electrocardiogram.
After painstakingly repositioning all the bones in both legs, the instant healing potion was finally applied.
" Kayson, it's a great loss that you didn't become a doctor," Dumbledore said as he sat up after fully recovering.
"Right, I told you I have many talents." Kayson said with a chuckle.
"Yes, if you could be more observant and attentive, why not look behind you?" Dumbledore said quietly.
"Um?"
It was only then that Kayson suddenly looked around. This was not a specific vault, but the underground courtyard of Gringotts, with vaults swirling around the doorways of each ascending passageway.
"Behind you," Dumbledore a second time.
Kayson glanced back and saw a huge, terrifying black dragon head that had been staring at him for a long time. At that moment, it was opening its mouth, and faint flames were coming out of its throat.
"Go talk to my space-based dragon-slaying cannon!"
The dragon paused just as it was about to breathe fire. The entire dragon seemed to lose its weight, floating like a hydrogen balloon directly above the courtyard. The dragon emitted purple and white light from within.
In the end, the entire dragon's corpse was transformed into a black pixelated dragon egg that shimmered with purple light spots, and it fell down.
Kayson instinctively reached out to catch it, but he quickly realized that a torch had appeared in his hand. Sure enough, the Ender Dragon landed squarely on the torch, and with a pop, the Ender Dragon, which was originally bigger than Kayson's head, suddenly shrank to the size of his palm and landed in Kayson's hand.
"What is this?" Dumbledore asked.
Kayson scratched his head, looking completely bewildered, but he quickly recovered.
"This is my... pet... would you mind if I kept a dragon in my office?" Kayson said.
"If you can manage him and tolerate Hagrid coming to your office eight times a day, I have no problem with it," Dumbledore said with a shrug.
[Requesting a gift!]
[Submission area!]
Xia Fan's, and also the Kayson doll.
[Cosplaying a corpse in a mass grave] That's right! This is the face that Kayson had when he shouted "Smash Valudo!"