Chapter 145 How much money do you have to pay?

"Maraka, are you sick?!"

The Muggle in the black car angrily opened the door and jumped out of the car, looking distressedly at the large dent in his bumper.

Malakka (μaλ?ka?) is a very classic curse word in Greek. The Muggle man still felt uneasy after cursing and continued to yell at the wide open window of the silver car in front of him.

"Do you know how to drive? Huh?!" He slapped the silver car in front of him hard and roared loudly, "I'm really unlucky today. I just met two transvestites who didn't know how to give way. As a result, another unsighted guy drove his car right in front of my car!"

The Muggle man leaned his head over and glanced at the silver-haired man in the car. He immediately became dissatisfied with his appearance and became even more angry.

"Okay, it turns out you and the two people behind you are together!" He looked at the black and red cloak on the silver-haired man in front of him, and a look of realization appeared on his face, "It's really unlucky that I met three people in strange clothes at once. The guys are more annoying than the last!"

The silver-haired man sitting in the silver car is of course Dracula.

After he flew out of his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, he originally wanted to apparate directly to Greece and go directly to his destination.

However, on the way through the Forbidden Forest, Dracula suddenly saw an old Ford car that originally belonged to the Wesla family driving over the Forbidden Forest.

He immediately thought that after he took the initiative to let go of this small car that seemed to have given birth to some consciousness, he had purchased two of the most expensive cars that could be bought in the Muggle world at once——

One of them was sent to the Weasley family as compensation for the old Ford, and the other was based on the functions of the flying car modified by Mr. Weasley, and also used the alchemy learned from Nico Flamel. Remodeled.

However, after Dracula personally modified the car, before he could drive it, he was diverted by matters such as the Duel Club, Voldemort's return, and dealing with Tom Riddle's Horcrux diary.

Gradually, the car that had been renovated and had never been driven once was pushed to the back of his mind, and he couldn't remember it at all...

After solving Voldemort's problem, Dracula went to and from get out of class repeatedly every day, and he was already bored to the point of boredom.

Quiet and thoughtful, he very hastily handed over the teaching rights to assistant teacher Tom Riddle and flew out of the office. The old Ford car driving over the Forbidden Forest finally reminded Dracula of the little toy he had transformed long ago.

He immediately became interested and flew to Greece in his car.

The alchemy Dracula learned from master alchemist Nico Flamel is quite superb, and the modified cars are also very safe.

Therefore, of course the car he drove would not be like the old Ford modified by Mr. Wesley, which could not even fly from Devon, England to Hogwarts, Scotland, and even knocked Harry and Ron out of the air. Came down and bumped into the Whomping Willow...

Dracula flew from Scotland to Mount Olympus in Greece. When he was about to land from the sky, he happened to encounter an arrogant Muggle who was mocking the two wizards——

So Dracula suddenly became interested and prepared to test how his modified car compares with those completely Muggle craftsmanship. By the way, he could also teach this arrogant Muggle a lesson.

He stepped on the accelerator, and the modified car suddenly appeared in front of the Muggle man's black car like a silver lightning...

All that's left is what Newt and Alberto saw.

"Is this your first day on the road? You don't even know you can't overtake on a mountain road? You suddenly ran in front of me like a ghost!" The Muggle man was still cursing angrily, "Don't embarrass yourself if you don't know how to drive!"

After cursing angrily for a long time, the Muggle seemed to be tired and stopped panting.

"Are you a mute? Just let me curse in the streets here alone, but you should give me some reaction..." He breathed heavily, looking at the playful smile that always hung on Dracula's face in depression, and suddenly felt It was a bit scary, and I shivered all over.

"Sting." Dracula suddenly laughed, "Is this the road rage patient in the Muggle world? It's quite interesting."

Although the Muggle man doesn't understand English very well, he can still understand the word "iing".

He immediately became depressed, "British? How dare you not understand after I scolded you for a long time??"

"Malaka, you are really unlucky today!"

The man cursed secretly and began to dance and make gestures.

While rubbing his thumb and index finger in the air, he stammered a few English words he knew.

"Money! Money!" the Muggle man said with difficulty, his face turned red from suppressing the pain, "You... bang! My car... no use!"

You can tell that he is trying to convey that Dracula crashed his car and needs to pay for it.

Dracula leaned on the comfortable backrest of the driver's seat and looked at him with interest, as if watching a play, without replying a word for a long time.

When the Muggle man was gesticulating for a long time and his mouth was completely dry, Newt, who had stood watching for a while, finally couldn't stand it any longer and signaled to Albert.

"Minister Abotel, I think they can't communicate normally. How about you act as a translator for them?" After all, the kind-hearted and simple magizoologist couldn't stand by and watch.

"Why? Isn't this interesting?" Abotel was not consistent with his thoughts.

No matter how backward the Greek magic world was in the world, as the Minister of Magic, who was considered a "highly powerful" person in the magic world, being provoked by Muggles still made him a little angry.

"Now is not the time to watch a show." Newt shook his head, "The wizard driving the car should also be here to explore the abnormal situation in Mount Olympus. Solve the problem quickly and get down to business."

Albert then reluctantly stepped forward and came to Dracula and the Muggle man.

"What happened here?" he asked the Muggle man in Greek.

Then he looked at Dracula and asked in English: "Mr. Wizard, have you also come to Mount Olympus to investigate the abnormal situation these days?"

Before Dracula could reply, the Muggle man saw Abotel, who could speak Greek, as if he had seen a savior.

At this time, he didn't care whether Albert was a transvestite or not. He grabbed the Minister of Magic's arm and said:

"Hurry up and tell this guy, he crashed my car and I have to pay for it!"

Then, he specifically pointed to the logo of his car, "Did you see this BMW? If my car was damaged, it would cost at least 30,000 US dollars to repair, not counting depreciation and a series of other losses..."

Albertel looked at the Muggle man who started talking incessantly again, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and he immediately no longer wanted to act as an interpreter for him.

The man didn't realize it, but it still took him several minutes to finish his long speech:

"If you don't know how to drive, don't come to this kind of mountainous area, don't you think? If you cause a car accident, you have to pay for it. This is a matter of course!"

Even though he no longer wanted to help this person emotionally, the need to do business overcame his personal emotions after all.

Alberto took a deep breath, turned to look at Dracula, who was still in the car, and prepared to simply translate a few words from the Muggle man.

However, at this moment, Dracula suddenly spoke——

"Unfortunately, I really can't drive." He said with a playful smile on his face in fluent Greek, "Today happens to be my first day on the road. It is normal to have any traffic accidents. Please be careful Be considerate.”

Albert: "???"

Muggle man: “?!

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"Maraka, are you kidding me?!" the Muggle man was furious, "I understand, you pretended not to understand for so long just to see me make a fool of myself, right?!"

"Your guess is correct." Dracula shrugged, "I've been a little bored lately. It's quite interesting to see a Muggle swearing here."

"Malaka, you bastard!"

The Muggle man was so angry that he clenched his fists and was about to rush forward to fight Dracula.

Albertel quickly stopped him, and at the same time secretly used magic to cast a calming spell on him, making him calm down slightly.

The conscientious Greek Minister of Magic was really worried that this wizard who appeared out of nowhere would use dark magic on this annoying Muggle... even though he himself had the urge to do so.

"Okay, okay, everyone, please calm down." Abotel acted as the peacemaker, "Our main purpose is to resolve this incident, don't be too impulsive."

The Muggle man, whose emotions were calmed down by magic, finally calmed down, but his determination to ask for money still did not waver at all.

"Thirty thousand dollars, without this amount you will never be able to repair my car!" He stretched out three fingers and said to Dracula, "My car is a BMW 850ci. I'm sorry you have never seen this luxurious car! "

After hearing this number, Abotel quietly counted it on his fingers.

According to most currency exchange rates in the wizarding world, one galleung is equivalent to five pounds, and thirty thousand US dollars is equivalent to just over twenty thousand pounds... In this way, thirty thousand US dollars is almost as much as more than four thousand galleons!

Albert took a breath and turned to look at Dracula, who still had a playful smile on his face.

"Hey, how can you still laugh!" He said to Dracula in English that Muggle men could not understand. "That's more than four thousand Galleons, how are you going to compensate him!"

Unexpectedly, Dracula shook his head at him indifferently.

"I thought you should be responsible for this car accident." He took out a blood-flavored lollipop from his pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, and said casually to the Muggle man, "It was clearly your car that hit the car this time. You should compensate me for the damage to my car."

"My responsibility? What a joke!" The Muggle man couldn't control his emotions again. "Although I hit you, who knew you would suddenly appear in front of me? It's obvious that you were speeding on the mountain road. , plus a series of traffic rules such as overtaking without honking, this is not looking for trouble!"

"Besides, if you don't submit the traffic regulations, the price of the car is more expensive than mine. Just spend two thousand dollars to solve this trivial problem like yours!"

The Muggle man looked at the side of Dracula's silver car that he hit for a long time, but he couldn't find any traces of the car accident, not even a scratch.

"That's not right, how come your car doesn't even have a scratch?" He murmured inexplicably.

As a Muggle, the man could never imagine that Dracula had added many protective ancient rune circuits to the car in order to prevent Wes's old Ford from crashing into the Whomping Willow. .

Not only that, he also added several instant-triggered storage spells to the car body. When a collision occurs, it will automatically cast protective spells such as Iron Armor Curse and Total Protection.

Therefore, when the Muggle man's BMW 850ci hit Dracula's car, under the influence of several spells and protective runes, not even a trace was left. Instead, the Muggle's car bumper hit him. There was a big dent.

"Would you like to take a closer look?"

Dracula snapped his fingers lightly.

The Muggle man blinked and saw an obvious dent appearing suddenly on the silver car in front of him.

"Huh? Did I just get dazzled?" He was a little confused, but in his heart he felt that this was reasonable, so he didn't raise any questions.

"How about this? Brother, I'll take care of you. This time, I'll take 50% of the responsibility for the car accident." The Muggle man patted his chest and said, "Fifty thousand dollars will definitely be enough to repair your car. You can't do it again." Just give me an additional $25,000."

He made a wishful thinking in his mind.

Muggle men's cars are actually covered by insurance companies. In addition, the repair price for such a dented bumper is actually far less than $30,000.

He made a rough calculation and estimated that all repairs could be done with less than five thousand dollars.

If you can get twenty-five thousand U.S. dollars from this man in fancy clothes, wouldn't that be a bloody profit of twenty thousand dollars?

The Muggle man already had a proud smile on his face.

"I agree to divide the responsibilities on a 50-50 basis." Dracula also had a playful smile on his lips.

"Since you agree, then give me the money!" The Muggle man couldn't wait to reach out his hand.

He has decided that once he gets the twenty thousand dollars he earned in vain, he will go abroad to party for three days and three nights!

"Don't worry yet."

Dracula snapped his fingers again. On the wheels, in front of the car, and on the window glass, the car logo consisting of two overlapping capital letters "r" slowly appeared on various parts of the silver car.

"Take a closer look at the car and then recalculate the cost of the accident."

The Muggle man looked at the silver car in front of him, at the overlapping capital letter "r", his heart suddenly slowed down, and his breathing gradually stopped.

"I...you...this..."

His lips twitched and he stammered for a long time before finally breathing.

"Malaka! Is this a Rolls-Royce Phantom?!"

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