for an hour "Mr. Potter!" The goblin nearly burst with pride. “Is that normal dianthus?” Hermione asked doubtfully and with a disgusted look. "Of course not, our best goblin alchemists have reworked it. You can talk and breathe in the air. But it only works with this special herb and it is locked in our best vaults, nobody can get there." Salesman introducing his newest product, but Harry had his doubts about the safety of Gringotts. Sooner or later someone would be able to overcome the new, improved security measures again. When they all swallowed the herb offered to them, albeit with little taste and even less enthusiasm, Harry felt the same as four years ago. His lungs were empty, he felt stitches in his throat, and he was breathing shallowly. Without thinking about the fact that a giant octopus was floating in the water, he plunged into the black shallows. The first one in the water felt like the life-saving breath. Only a few seconds later Ron's face appeared on his right side, shortly afterwards the goblin, Ginny and Hermione appeared on his left.They dived down into a huge underwater cave, past the octopus, only guided by the goblin's underwater torch. For a moment they feared the octopus would attack them and drag them into the depths, but he pulled back his eight arms and let them pass easily. Suddenly flooded rails appeared in front of them and then they saw the large door of dungeon 719. When the goblin unlocked, his torch lit only a small part of the empty room. A strange light emanated from the center, shining, bright, golden and warm, it was as bright as that of a Patronus, but shapeless, like smoke. Their guide eyed them suspiciously as they penetrated the dungeon. Then it was as if the water would flow outside again and it was suddenly dry as if by magic and no longer wet at all. "Unimportant dungeon, sure!" Ron whispered unmistakably in Harry's ear. “If they weren't instructed to guard it strictly, then I'm a flubberworm!” Hermione looked around. "Strange ..." The others could only agree with her.

While the goblin held back respectfully, the four strolled curiously through the cavernous dungeon and looked around carefully. "Why would anyone ..?" Harry muttered and got down on his knees, crawling along the floor, thinking like a fever. Dumbledore! The thought shot through his mind like a flame. Did he forget something? Was there something ... Ron looked at Harry, as did he, kneeling on the floor. “You don't think there's another Horcrux ...?” Even though he had thought about it for an idiotic moment, the idea now struck him as so absurd and stupid that he had to laugh. His laughter resounded through the room and, as if triggered by the sound, a hole opened in the floor in front of him. Ron backed away, startled. “What the ...?” The laughter died in Harry's throat as he peered down. There were books inside.A small broom lay right next to it, two magic wands, pictures, toys ... breathlessly he reached for a golden envelope that was enthroned above everything. At his touch, it opened like a howler, but he didn't scream, but spoke in the kind and gentle voice of Albus Dumbledore.

"Harry ... so Lord Voldemort is defeated and you - just as I hoped - survived. Congratulations. These things are yours, after the death of your parents I took them. Your wands, your first broom;" Photo albums, family trees ... Letters that could explain how your parents found each other. The snitch your father used to brag about ... Letters from Sirius ... "Dumbledore's voice died away and a second voice, much smearier and colder when the Dumbledores began to speak, "... Diaries, Potter, from school days, old school reports. Now that you have understood - as Professor Dumbledore always expected you to - that death is a part of life, these things should be yours I hated you as the son of James Potter, but you are also Lily Evans son and I thank you for letting me teach you. I have to admit, you probably kept one thing or the other. "" Harry ! "Ginny wanted to sew he kick. “No, wait a minute, I think there's something else to come.” And sure enough, all of a sudden Dumbledore's voice echoed through the room again.

"I was afraid you wouldn't have coped with owning all these things ... forgive an old fool, Harry. Nothing weighed so heavily on my mind than the knowledge of your impending fate. In the end, you were much braver than me again it ever could have been, much wiser than life could ever make me and more loving than anyone ever was. I wish you and of course your friends, Harry, a quiet and long life. Perhaps not quite so calmly after all, overcoming a few hurdles it is even more exciting. Never forget the importance of love, it, Harry, makes you a truly great magician!All people who love you and who you have loved - and I hope to be able to count myself among them - are filled with pride and joy. One day we'll see you again, you brave boy ... until then ... goodbye! "With that, the letter dissolved and trickled onto the floor as a glittering powder. Harry watched the powder fall.

Carefully he reached into the hole and fished out an old teddy bear. Tears flowed down his cheeks as he hugged the bear and rummaged on. What a darling! He would have loved to throw his friends out, just wanted to be alone, but that was probably not possible. He wiped his eyes dry and with a wave of his wand conjured a chest out of nowhere. In this he put the things and with a simple snap he shrunk the chest and put it in his pocket. Hermione smiled as if she wanted to say something, but said nothing. Harry grinned. "Say it already!" "What?" "Well your, I told you that Dumbledore loved you!"

The friends swam out together. "I still have to go to my dungeon ..." "Please follow me!" Interrupted the goblin. When they were back in the cart and drove through the partially ruined tunnels, Harry became uncomfortable. "I ...- um- could use some of my gold to rebuild ..." The goblin looked indignantly at him, as if he had just said a bad word of abuse. "Never! We have enough gold. Should such an incident happen again ..." Harry had to grin after all. "Um, that will definitely not happen again!"