Book 7: Harry Potter male reader insert

Chapter 38: Out of the Bank

The carts behind (Y/n) were catching up to him, the Death Eaters riding in them sending curses and hexes towards him.

"Can this go any faster!" (Y/n) cried to the goblin driving his cart.

"It would not be safe to-"

"Not safe! And this is!" Cried (Y/n) as he sent a jet of red light towards the Death Eaters behind him, hitting one squarely in the chest, causing them to fall forward out of the cart.

"Just get us moving faster!" (Y/n) shouted at the goblin, who gulped before pushing the speed lever all the way forwards. (Y/n) felt himself jolt backwards as the cart gained speed, pulling away from the Death Eaters.

He pointed his wand at the track behind them, yelling "Confringo!" blowing a hole in them, watching as the cart behind him rocketed around the corner, moving too fast to stop and flew off of the track colliding with the nearby stone wall as all of the Death Eaters inside flew out, smashing into the wall as well.

"There, see that wasn't too hard was it?" (Y/n) asked the goblin, before he was hit with a strong blast of water, shooting him against the back of the cart, the lip cutting into his back.

For a while (Y/n) felt as though he couldn't breath as water blasted into his mouth, obstructing his windpipe. The cart itself had slowed down against the raging pressure of the water.

Eventually however the cart was able to push past the water, and rocket down the last bit of track, before flying off the end. "Arresto Momentum!" (Y/n) choked out through a mouthful of water, slowing himself and the goblin, landing on the hard stone floor.

Although he had slowed his descend he had still banged against the stone hard, leaving him dazed for a moment, before he sat up and took in his surroundings.

He was sitting at the very bottom of the large pit of vaults, presumably the deepest part of Gringotts. The area was dimly lit by a few torches on the wall, held in place by large rusty metal holders.

He could hear the distant sound of jingling metal, and the murmur of an angry crowd.

"Thank you for your service." (Y/n) gasped to the goblin getting to his feet, and coughing water out of his lungs. "Hopefully you aren't too banged up mate." He added, levitating the cart off of the goblin.

(Y/n) slowly made his way towards the sound of the crowd, pulling out his wand as he went, holding out in front of him. Then he heard it, the whimper of a large creature, the whimper of a dragon in pain.

He rounded the corner to find a large crowd of grumbling goblins, knives in one hand, and small oddly shaped metal devices in their other. The shook the metal devices as the moved past a large dragon, who was cowering away from the sound.

The dragon's scales were white and pale, as if they had never seen the light of day, it's eyes milky white and blind, unable to see the approaching crowd, although it could definitely hear it.

There were large thick metal chains clamped onto the dragons hind legs, keeping in chained on the ground. This was no way to treat such a majestic beast.

"OI!" (Y/n) cried at the crowd, which turned at his voice surprised. "What the hell do you think you're doing!" He cried, cursing one of the nearby goblins, causing its hands to swell up, so that it dropped its knife and the metal device.