The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"I don't want to, but there's no way, no one knows that this despicable Hai Erbo hid his own Horcrux

Where did it go. "Andros was also a little depressed when he said this, "So I can only have fun while suffering!" "

In fact, the grievances between Andros and Haierbo have been born a long time ago, and can even be traced back to the ancient Greek period——

At that time, there were two great wizards in ancient Greece, the invincible Andros and the despicable Herbo.

One of the two of them is a notorious dark wizard who often conducts all kinds of inhuman black magic experiments; the other is a leader in the eyes of wizards, who can cast a giant-sized patron saint and is quite righteous.

These two characters with completely different acting styles should become irreconcilable.

In order to get rid of such a black sheep as the despicable Haierbo, Andros took a large number of wizards from the Greek magic world to fight together, representing the general trend of justice, and easily wiped out Haierbo, taking advantage of the opportunity to destroy his black magic experiment. base.

However, after a while, Hai Erbo appeared in front of the Greek wizards again unscathed, as if he had never experienced all this.

It wasn't until He Erbo was eliminated several times that Andros realized that this dark wizard had created a new form of magic—Horcruxes!

Haierbo has always had a deep understanding of the nature of the soul.

Relying on his black magic knowledge and ruthless character, he deliberately killed people with the intention of splitting his soul, and then sealed the split soul in an object with black magic, becoming the first wizard known to successfully create a Horcrux.

With the existence of Horcruxes, no one can completely destroy Hai Erbo!

Therefore, Andros deliberately gathered the power of the top wizards of the whole of Greece to create a mysterious secret realm on the top of Mount Olympus, and completely locked Haierbo in this secret realm.

This secret realm on the top of Mount Olympus can lock the soul of a wizard, preventing Haierbo from being resurrected in the outside world with the existence of the Horcrux, and can only stay in such a corner for a long time.

In order to keep an eye on the despicable Haierpo, Andros voluntarily merged his soul into the secret realm, merged with his patron saint, and became the eternal guardian of this secret realm.

As long as Haierbo's problem cannot be completely solved, Andros will not be able to get rid of it for a day!

Beside a tall ancient Greek temple, Dracula took a deep look at Andros.

"Sometimes I really envy you wizards with pure minds." He chuckled lightly, and said in an erratic tone, "Working hard for a goal for thousands of years, 2000 years as a day, never feels boring. "

"Do you think I don't envy your way of life?" Andros retorted, "Do whatever you want, live as long as you want, who doesn't envy such a life?"

"Then why don't you do that?" Dracula asked, "Don't bother with Hai Erbo, you will still live well, right?"

"Maybe." Andros shook his head, "But since I'm the only one who can stop him, then this has become my mission, and it's a responsibility I can never easily shirk."

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end here, and neither of them had any further ideas for further discussion.

Because both Dracula and Andros know that they have their own unique insistence on each other.

"Start here?" Dracula asked softly, looking at the ancient Greek temple in front of him.

"Let's start here." Andros nodded, "You are in charge of the front part of the temple, and I am in charge of the rear area."

Dracula nodded slightly, then raised his wand——

"Call God to protect (Expe)!"

In an instant, it seemed that countless bats scattered in all directions, rushing towards the front of the temple, illuminating every inch of the space covered by the black air.

Andros spread out his right hand——

A silver-white light shot out from his hand, connecting with the majestic giant that was far taller than the majestic temple in front of him.

The next moment, the giant bent down deeply, and a fist as big as a mountain bag struck from top to bottom, sweeping across countless buildings in a blink of an eye, clearing away a large area of ​​pervasive black air.

"Why are you using your wand all of a sudden?

up? While checking the existence of each building, Andros looked curiously at the black branch-shaped object in Dracula's hand, "I remember that you never used things like wands at that time. "

"Don't mention it, I want to go to a magic school to play a guest role as a professor. It is stipulated that you must use a magic wand there." Dracula curled his lips, "But after I really get used to it, my magic wand is quite easy to use."

Hearing this, Andros carefully looked at the wand in Dracula's hand, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched.

"You... use the spooky wooden wand to cast the Patronus Charm?" The corner of his mouth twitched. "Is there really no conflict between the two?"

"Anyway, I don't find any conflict here." Dracula hooked the corners of his lips, "Didn't you teach me? The sanctity shown in the Patronus spell is just the embodiment of the purest emotion. The individual attributes of the author are irrelevant.”

Chapter 150 The real reason for the decline of this place

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"Wait a minute!" Haierbo suddenly shouted, "Sir Dracula, I think we should have more room for cooperation."

"What cooperation space can I have with you?" Dracula glanced at him indifferently.

As he spoke, he shook his wand lightly, and summoned a bright red river.

The water flow meanders, and gradually condenses into a blood-colored water ball, firmly imprisoning Hai Erbo's body.

After Haierbo was confined in this secret realm by Andros, it was naturally impossible to obtain a new body, and the state he displayed now was like the state of Voldemort's soul body.

For Haierbo's soul state, Dracula naturally used the magic of the bloody water prison.

This magic has been successfully tested several times on Voldemort's soul body, and it works very well!

Sure enough, Haierbo's face changed, and his expression became anxious.

"Dracula, don't you have any interest in how I absorbed the power of the dementors?" he shouted hoarsely.

The shrinking speed of the Scarlet Water Prison slowed down a little.

"It's really curious." Dracula said with a light smile, "Then I'll give you ten seconds, tell me carefully, how did you absorb the power of the dementors that were wiped out from the outside world?"

"You must first agree to cooperate with me and help me get out of this cage. Otherwise, I won't tell you." Hai Erbo smiled treacherously, "Don't think that I don't know that you want a white wolf with empty hands. "

"But you are in front of me, there is no room for bargaining."

Dracula is not used to him.The bloody water prison spun again, contracting at an accelerated rate.

"Dracula, your magic can't threaten me!" Haierbo said hoarsely, "The worst thing I can do is die again. As long as my Horcrux is not destroyed, I will never really die!"

"But if you really disregard the friendship of our dark camp and insist on shooting at me—then you will never know my secret, and you will never know how I absorbed the power of the dementor!"

Dracula looked at Haierbo's swearing expression, his eyes moved slightly.

He swung his wand suddenly, breaking away the restraint of Haierbo from the bloody water prison, leaving only a ring of bloody ropes as crystal clear as ruby, and then he lifted his feet and took two steps forward.

"A wise choice, Sir Dracula." Haierpo smiled and nodded slowly, "You won't regret helping me."

However, Andros, who was standing next to Dracula, didn't look anxious at all.

Andros glanced at Dracula, seeing the half-smile on his face, he couldn't help but look at Haierpo with a pitiful expression.

The poor pioneer of the dark wizard still maintains a confident look, thinking that the release of the bloody water prison means that Dracula is ready to regain his identity in the dark camp and cooperate with him.

In Haierbo's view, no matter how powerful Andros was in the past, he is still the same as himself now, just a broken soul body with an empty soul and no corresponding body. Naturally, it cannot be a German with a complete body. Gura's opponent.

Therefore, as long as Dracula and himself reach a cooperation, the two can easily get rid of the blockade of this secret realm, and even conversely trap Andros in this prison.

Thinking of this, Haierbo unconsciously wore a smug smile on his face.

However, at this moment, a burning sensation that stings the soul suddenly emerged from the depths of Haierbo's soul.

He lowered his head in astonishment, only to find that white flames were burning everywhere on the bloody rope wrapped around him without exception.

This kind of flame seems to have no temperature, but it seems to be able to burn to the soul, trying to burn people to ashes.

"Dracula, what are you doing?!" Hai Erbo shouted in shock.

Seeing the happy and smiling expression in front of him, Haierbo realized that Dracula never planned to cooperate with him.Instead, Dracula didn't even want to make his death too easy.

"Helbo, are you worthy of threatening me?" Dracula raised the corners of his mouth and smiled recklessly, "Since you don't want to say it, then don't say it. I will be able to find out your secret sooner or later, no In a hurry."

"Trust me, Dracula. You'll regret what you did today!"

Hai Erbo saw that Dracula refused to accept, and finally no longer expected to cooperate with him. He just stared at him and uttered harsh words coldly.

"Don't worry, I have a long life, but there are really few things that I can regret." Dracula said with a light smile.

In this way, as Dracula and Haierbo looked at each other, the wretched old man was constantly being burned by the dark white flames, gradually becoming illusory and transparent.

Haierbo was burned by the flames, and the corners of his mouth twitched from time to time, but he insisted on keeping his lips tightly shut, without uttering a painful roar, maintaining his last decency.

Finally, Haierbo's soul body was completely burnt out, and the entrance of the copied version of the Parthenon Temple in front of him became empty, only a few silver-white rays of light representing the patron saint were still floating quietly.

"Thanks to you today, my old friend, otherwise I might have played hide and seek with him for many years before I could catch him." Andros stepped forward and patted Dracula on the shoulder .

Dracula took an annoyed step to the side, avoiding Andros' slapping hand without any trace.

"Actually, I've been a little bored recently. I came to see you on a whim. I didn't expect such a thing to happen." Dracula said to Andros, "And after all, it was I who killed the dementors that caused Haier Bo The strength of your body has increased, so I should solve this guy for you."

"It's strange to say these years." Andros stretched out his hand, stroking his funny beard worryingly, "I don't know why Hai Erbo, his soul power has not weakened over the years, but has become more and more powerful." stronger."

"I can only use a special method to continuously strengthen my patron saint, so that I can barely compete with Hai Erbo."

He pointed to the giant patron saint who seemed to be as tall as a mountain, "Look, isn't my patron saint much bigger than before?"

"It's really obvious." Dracula nodded in agreement, "I was still surprised when I first came here. How did you still maintain such an optimistic attitude after 2000 years have passed, and the Patronus does not shrink? It went up instead?"

"That can't be helped, my mentality is really good, you can't compare it!" Andros patted his chest proudly, "You don't even look at who taught you the Patronus Charm!"

Dracula's mouth twitched violently twice.

He took a deep breath, barely suppressed the urge to beat this guy up, and said through gritted teeth, "Don't tell me, just keeping your mind can magnify the Patronus to such a degree..."

"Oh...that's certainly not the case." Andros sighed and explained to Dracula, "In order to limit a Hai Erbo, I still don't know whether what I have done these years is right or wrong. .”

"In fact, I squeezed the magical potential of this area in advance!" He said slowly.

Dracula stopped in his tracks.

"So is this the real reason why the Greek magic world is gradually declining?" He frowned and asked softly.

"I can't think of any other reason for the decline of a magic world to such an extent." Andros smiled self-deprecatingly, "For one person, betting on the future of a magic world, who knows whether it is a profit or a loss? Woolen cloth?"

"But how did you do it?" Dracula took another step and followed Andros's footsteps, "I have lived for so long, and I have never heard of this kind of magic that can squeeze the potential of an area .”

"If this kind of powerful magic falls into the hands of those dark wizards with evil intentions, wouldn't they use the safety of the magic world to pave the way for their own strength promotion?"

"It's not that simple..." Andros shook his head slightly, "The conditions for this kind of magic to take effect are actually too harsh—"

This magic that squeezed the potential of the Greek magic world can be traced back to the birth of the secret realm on the top of Mount Olympus.

During the ancient Greek period in the [-]th and [-]th centuries BC, in order to completely imprison the unkillable Hai Erbo, Andros specially led the entire prosperous Greek magic world and built a huge secret realm——

That is, the secret place on the top of Mount Olympus.