Harry shrugs. "You’re welcome to search on your own, but to my knowledge, this bank contains a minimum of fifteen-hundred vaults. According to your contracts, you’re not technically permitted to enter a vault without the consent of the person or persons who own that vault, nor remove any objects inside, meaning you will need to contact a minimum of fifteen-hundred people spread-out all-over Britain, if not the world, to get their consent. Of course, these people aren’t guaranteed to give you this consent, and even if they do, it might take you months per vault to secure that consent. Knowing how careful your people are to always adhere to their contracts to the best of their ability, I strongly doubt you would break the trust of your clients by entering their vaults without permission. Of course, a personal agreement struck with your king would override any contract signed with Gringotts bank as a separate entity, giving you all the consent you need. Then again, if you decline my offer, what’s to stop my companions and I from informing the public of your intent to enter and search their vaults without their consent? Surely, the people would be outraged to know you’ve broken your contracts with them. It won’t be long before word spreads to the rest of the world. Is the goblin kingdom prepared to lose all their business, in the entire world, just because it wouldn’t accept my humble offer?"