"If you wanted to take something out of Gringotts that didn't belong to you, it would be far too difficult. The goblins would protect their wealth at any cost," Hermione said, spreading her palm and flicking her hand outward, her voice a little helpless. "I still haven't been able to think of a suitable way. The goblins have no goodwill toward wizards, and there's no chance they'd cooperate willingly... Since 1865, the Ministry of Magic has agreed to let the goblins have complete control over Gringotts..."
"...Right now there's no conclusive evidence, and even if there were, you couldn't order them through administrative means to hand over a Horcrux..." Scrimgeour narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "The Ministry of Magic has never cooperated with the goblins, and the Goblin Liaison Office never interferes with the behavior of the goblins at Gringotts... The goblins wouldn't ruin their own reputation for wizards. That is the very foundation they stand on... I suspect those miserly fellows... if that Bellatrix Lestrange dared appear before them and demand to withdraw her own things, they might even secretly notify us, to prevent something that doesn't belong to them from being taken out of their bank..."
Penelope gave a disdainful sneer. "So what you mean is—if the goblins won't cooperate, we just don't destroy the Horcrux?"
"What I mean is caution! Do you want to use your usual violent methods to force them to hand over the Horcrux? That absolutely won't do, Miss Klivert. This is no longer just a matter of one Dark Lord." Scrimgeour seemed a little irritable. He forcibly held back the urge to rebuke Penelope, then raised his voice sternly at her with a rigid face. "Gringotts is the only wizarding bank in the United Kingdom. The economy of our magical world is