roachpatrol:

okay i’m checking through the first HP book to confirm some details and jesus fucking christ

Vault seven hundred and thirteen had no keyhole. “Stand back,” said Griphook importantly. He stroked the door gently with one of his long fingers and it simply melted away. 

“If anyone but a Gringotts goblin tried that, they’d be sucked through the door and trapped in there,” said Griphook. 

“How often do you check to see if anyone’s inside?” Harry asked. 

“About once every ten years,” said Griphook with a rather nasty grin.

the philosopher’s stone is in there. if you were smart enough to bring along some water, you could make the elixer of life and survive. in a little bare cell with no food and water. for about ten years. until they came and took the stone away from you.

goblins go hard as hell