Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

Dracula opened the window, and his sharp eyes searched for abnormal locations in the surrounding fog.

"Your Excellency Dracula, the fog here is so heavy, can you see what's outside?" Albertel asked in a daze.

Following Dracula's example, he opened the window and looked outside for a long time but found nothing, only a white scene.

Newt also tried to use "cloud spell withdrawal (teolojio)" outside the window, but the fog here is too heavy and the coverage area is too wide.

Whenever he clears the fog in an area, the fog in other directions will make up for it one after another, so that the nearby dense fog will never leave any gaps for observation.

"In this case, no one can see the nearby things with the naked eye, right?" Dracula said, "But we don't need to see anything clearly with the naked eye, we just need to observe the flow of magic power around here."

In Dracula's wine-red eyes, there seemed to be a ray of light constantly flowing.

From his perspective, the endless fog in the sky seems to have disappeared, leaving only countless colors, which outline countless colorful lines in the sky.

Whether it is the pure white light that flickers from time to time in the mist, or the black air that occasionally escapes from the secret place on the top of the mountain, it is turning into countless ink-and-wash paintings at this time, entangled together in Dracula's sight.

Following these colors that are entangled and separated from each other at the same time, continue to look into the distance, as if you can see a dense cloud.

Dracula's eyes lit up, and he stepped on the accelerator suddenly.

The silver car instantly turned into a bolt of lightning in the mist, swung a windy drift in the air, and rushed towards the glow in Dracula's sight.

Abertel didn't react, and immediately slammed his head on the window next to the back seat, with a big swelling on the back of his head.

As for Newt, who was also sitting in the car, he survived because he was still obediently wearing his seat belt.

"Slow down, slow down..." Albertel said to Dracula tremblingly while grabbing the seat belt beside him in a hurry.

However, after finally finding the suspected entrance, and not knowing when this natural magic that may change at any time will change its shape and position, Dracula is unwilling to stop at this time.

"Mr. Minister, please feel wronged first, we will be here soon." He comforted.

After hearing these reassuring words, Albert's face instantly turned green.

After all, Newt, who was sitting next to Albertel, was a legendary wizard who had seen big winds and waves. After experiencing the first two or three seconds of being at a loss, he immediately adapted to the super-high-speed galloping speed, and even cared about it. He took his wand from his sleeve.

"Colloshoo."

Newt read to the poor Greek Minister of Magic next to him.

Newt's version of the simple sticky foot charm was applied to Albert's clothes, gluing his clothes to the back of the car.

Only then was there no danger of Abertel bumping into something again.

"Thank you, Mr. Scamander." Abbotle heaved a sigh of relief in shock, hurriedly pulled the seat belt on, and gave Newt a grateful look.

Newt nodded, stretched out his wand and tapped it on the back of his head, and used the healing spell to dissolve the big bag.

After all these things are done, the distance that is not too far away can be reached in a blink of an eye at a super high speed——

"It should be around here." Dracula parked the car in the air, and the light in his eyes flowed again.

Obviously, this area is where the colorful clouds representing magic gather.

But if you just look at the direction with the strongest magic power with your naked eyes, you can only find a mist, which is no different from any scene above Mount Olympus.

"Alohora is open."

Dracula stuck his hand out of the window and casually cast an unlocking spell on it.

The light representing the Unlocking Curse disappeared into the mist that filled the sky, like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any reaction.

"So shameless?" Dracula frowned, "What about this spell—"

"Crucio."

Hearing this incantation, Abertel, who had been dazed by the high-speed car, suddenly sat up with a jolt.

But he forgot that his wizard robe was connected to the seat behind him, so...

"laugh--"

After the poor robe endured many times of acceleration and deceleration impacts, it finally couldn't withstand another impact under Albert's shock, and was finally torn a big hole.

But at this time, Albertel couldn't care so much anymore. He was looking at Dracula dumbfounded and asked:

"Your Excellency Dracula, what you just used is one of the Unforgivable Curses...the Cruciatus Curse?"

"That's right, what's the problem?" Dracula responded a little irritably, seeing that the Cruciatus Curse did not cause any waves.

Then he glanced at the bald face in the rearview mirror, and suddenly remembered the identity of the person in the back seat, "Oh no, I forgot that there is a Greek Minister of Magic here, sorry."

"You heard me wrong, I didn't use the Unforgivable Curse at all just now." He said without changing his expression.

Alberto: "..."

You're taking me for a fool here!

"Your Excellency Dracula, I must remind you that it is illegal to use the Unforgivable Curse without permission in the magic circle of the entire world!" Abertel said seriously, "And using black magic will harm the wizards. The mental state has a great impact, and it is easy to lead people astray..."

"On our Greek side, every wizard who has learned black magic will eventually end up insane."

Dracula glanced sideways at Abertel, and suddenly sneered.

"Then do you think there is something wrong with my mental state?" He asked casually.

'It's a big problem. '

Abertel thought so, but seeing Dracula's gradually turning cold expression, he still didn't dare to say it after all.

"Ahem... I think your spirit is quite normal, and you have absolutely not been affected by black magic!" He said solemnly.

"Oh? I thought you would say that my mental state is abnormal!" Dracula stared into Albert's eyes and said with a half-smile.

"There is absolutely no such thing!" Albertel was sweating coldly behind his back.

"Forget it, it's boring to chat with you, you still have too little knowledge." Dracula shook his head boredly, "I can give you a reminder—" "Dark magic really does It will affect the mental state of the wizard, but it depends on how strong his own spirit is..."

"Sorcerers with a strong spirit, immersed in black magic for a lifetime, may not necessarily be affected by black magic; and those wizards like you in Greece, who are weak in spirit, have no potential to learn black magic at all, and will fall into it with a little contact The eternal abyss."

Dracula suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, stood up and approached Albertel, "If the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor doesn't know black magic, how can he teach people to defend against black magic?"

"Open your eyes wide, I will show you a feast of black magic!"

After saying that, he suddenly jumped out of the open car window and disappeared into the thick fog.

Abertel didn't react at all, and the driver's seat became empty, only the instrument panel in front of the car and other instruments were still operating step by step.

"Hey! Your Excellency Dracula, don't be too hard on yourself!

"

He was stunned for a long time before he suddenly realized that he stuck his head out of the window and tried his best to look under the car.

"What I just said casually... In fact, you didn't use the Unforgivable Curse on anyone, so you don't need to be imprisoned in your Azkaban!" Albertel shouted into the thick fog.

Just then, Newt tapped him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, Minister Albertel, Professor Dracula is fine." Newt shook his head at him, and said softly, "Instead of worrying about Professor Dracula's safety, you might as well mend the clothes on your back first. .”

"Eh..." Albert's next words stuck in his throat.

The mountain wind with heavy humidity was blowing from the car window, and he felt a chill behind him.

Albertel hurriedly used the Restoring Charm to restore his clothes to their original state, and then looked at Newt curiously.

"Mr. Scamander, how do you know that His Majesty Dracula will be fine? This place is several thousand meters above the sky!" He still asked with some concern, "And I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm actually not worried about Dracula the most Pull Your Excellency, but my own life..."

"Look, the operation of this Muggle car looks so complicated, neither of us can drive it. If Lord Dracula falls from here, there is a high probability that we will not survive..."

After hearing Albert's frank words, Newt actually laughed.

"Don't worry, we won't just fall down like this." He smiled and patted the old-fashioned suitcase that he never left his hand, "I have a lot of cuties here that can help us land safely, do you want to hear about it? "

As he said that, Newt planned to introduce the airwing bird in his box that had helped him a lot to Abertel.

However, at the next moment, there seemed to be a thunderbolt in the sky, which interrupted Newt's interest.

As a thick lightning flashed across the sky, the surrounding thick fog seemed to be split into two in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, countless rays of light of different colors emerged in the air one after another, and they kept flashing, jumping, and bursting with the brilliance of the lightning...

In a blink of an eye, the sky that should have been occupied by fog turned into a sea of ​​all kinds of spells!

"This...this is..."

Abertel looked out of the window in shock, the sight of the spell overturned his cognition.

Many of the spells he had never seen or even heard of in his life, but each spell carried a powerful aura and was full of terrifying aura.

"Death Curse, Multiple Freezing Curse, Fierce Fire Curse..." He carefully distinguished the magic that he could barely recognize among these endless spells, "Oh my god... are these all black magic?!"

At this moment Albert finally understood what Dracula meant by the "feast of black magic" just now.

On the other hand, Newt has a different understanding.

As a legendary wizard who personally experienced the era of the Global Wizarding War, Newt has seen the most powerful dark wizard in the world at that time, Grindelwald, when he cast magic.

Not only that, he even witnessed the peak duel in the magic world in 1945 - the duel between the two great wizards Dumbledore and Grindelwald!

Seeing the many spells cast by Dracula now, he even vaguely recalled the posture of the two great wizards dueling back then.

"Seventeen, eighteen... 25... how many spells were cast at the same time?"

Newt dazzledly counted the spells that appeared in front of him, but he couldn't count how many spells Dracula cast at once...

But at least Newt can now be sure that this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is definitely a great wizard level existence that is not inferior to Grindelwald and Dumbledore at their peak!

Under the cover of dense spells like raindrops, the space in front of him gradually fluctuated.

Just when a dark purple curse light passed a certain space, it disappeared very abruptly.

Dracula looked keenly at the abnormal location, stopped casting all the spells for a moment, concentrated his strength and waved his wand——

A blood-red beam of light like a waterfall suddenly blasted towards the place where the dark purple spell disappeared before, smashing and annihilating the hidden magic existing in that space.

The next moment, a six-pointed star magic circle surrounded by circular light appeared at the place bombarded by the blood-red beam of light.

Just behind this magic circle, there seems to be a different kind of world, its mysterious outline is vaguely outlined in the eyes of Dracula, Newt and Albertel.

Now, the three of them are only separated from that world by a brilliant and magnificent formation circle, converging and rotating, like a door that does not welcome visitors.

Dracula's figure appeared in the driver's seat of the car again at some point, putting his hands on the dashboard.

"The one in the back, remember to sit down this time, I'm ready to go." He stared at the magic circle not far ahead, and said with a chuckle.

Albertel hurriedly fastened his seat belt again, sat upright, and nodded.

Dracula looked at his movements in the rearview mirror thoughtfully, and then stepped on the accelerator.

The silver car accelerated instantly, and slammed into the constantly rotating magic circle.

The moment they came into contact with that light curtain, the three people sitting there seemed to feel their world spinning, and the world seemed to be turned upside down.

The towering and majestic Mount Olympus seems to be upside down, hanging far above the sky.

Below Mount Olympus is a majestic and elegant building, with a strong ancient Greek style, standing on a flat land like water.

However, the most shocking thing is not these, but a silver giant as high as Mount Olympus, as if connected to the sky and the earth, standing just like that beside the building!

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