Chapter 148
Dracula opened the window, and his sharp eyes searched for unusual locations in the surrounding fog.
"Your Excellency Dracula, the fog here is so heavy, can you see what's outside?" Abotel asked in confusion.
He opened the window like Dracula and looked outside for a long time but found nothing, only a vast white scene.
Newt also tried to use "meteolojio" outside the window, but the fog here was too heavy and the coverage was too wide.
Whenever he clears the fog in an area, the fog in other directions will fill in one after another, leaving no gaps for observation in the nearby dense fog.
"In this case, no one can see anything nearby with the naked eye, right?" Dracula said, "But we don't need to see anything clearly with the naked eye, as long as we clearly observe the flow of magic power around here."
There seemed to be light flowing continuously in Dracula's burgundy eyes.
From his perspective, the endless fog on the horizon seemed to disappear, leaving only countless colors, outlining countless colorful lines in the sky.
Whether it is the pure white light that flashes from time to time in the fog, or the black air that occasionally escapes from the secret realm on the top of the mountain, it is now transforming into countless ink-rendered pictures, entangled in Dracula's sight.
Following these colors that are entangled with each other and separated from each other, continuing to look into the distance, it seems that you can see a dense cloud.
Dracula's eyes lit up and he suddenly stepped on the accelerator.
The silver car instantly turned into a bolt of lightning in the fog, swinging through the air with a windy drift, rushing towards the glow in Dracula's sight.
Abotel didn't react, and immediately knocked his head against 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 wearing his seat belt.
"Slow down, slow down..." Albert Er said to Dracula tremblingly as he hurriedly grabbed the seat belt beside him.
However, after finally finding the suspected entrance, and not knowing when this natural magic that could change at any time would change its form and location, Dracula was unwilling to stop at this time.
"Mr. Minister, please feel sorry for yourself. You'll be here soon," he comforted.
After hearing these words of comfort, Albert's face instantly turned green.
Newt, who was sitting next to Albert, was a legendary wizard who had seen big winds and waves after all. After experiencing the initial two or three seconds of being at a loss, he immediately adapted to the ultra-high speed of the car and even cared about it. He took out his wand from his sleeve.
“The shoes are sticky (colloshoo).”
Newt read to the poor Greek Minister of Magic next to him.
The simple sticky foot spell was modified by Newt and acted on Albert's clothes, sticking his clothes to the back seat of the car.
Abotel was no longer in danger of bumping into something again.
"Thank you, Mr. Scamander." Alberto breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pulled on his seat belt and fastened it, and cast a grateful look at Newt.
Newt nodded, stretched out his wand and touched the bruised area on the back of his head, and used a healing spell to dissolve the big bump.
After all these things were done, the distance that was not too far at first was reached in an instant at the extremely high speed——
"It should be around here." Dracula parked the car in the air, and the light in his eyes began to flow again.
Obviously, this area is where the colorful clouds representing magic gather.
But if you just use your naked eyes to look in the direction where the magic is strongest, you can only find a fog, which is the same as the scene above any Mount Olympus.
"Alohomora opens."
Dracula put his hand out the window and casually cast an unlocking spell there.
The light representing the unlocking spell disappeared into the mist of the sky, like a stone sinking into the sea, without causing any reaction.
"So disrespectful?" Dracula frowned, "What about this spell -"
"A crucio."
Upon hearing this spell, Abotel, who was originally dazed by the high-speed car, suddenly sat up with excitement.
But he forgot that the back of his wizard robe was connected to the seat behind him, so...
"laugh--"
After the poor robe withstood many acceleration and deceleration impacts, it finally couldn't withstand another impact when Abotel was shocked and was finally torn open with a big hole.
But at this time, Alberto could no longer care about so much. He was looking at Dracula in stunned silence and asked:
"Mr. Dracula, what you just used was one of the unforgivable curses...the Cruciatus Curse?"
"That's it. Is there any problem?" Dracula responded irritably after seeing that the Cruciatus Curse did not cause any ripples.
Then he glanced at the bald face in the rearview mirror, and suddenly remembered the identity of the man in the back seat, "Oh no, I forgot that there is a Greek Minister of Magic here, sorry."
"You heard wrong. I didn't use the Unforgivable Curse just now." He said without changing his expression.
Albert: "..."
You are treating me like a fool here!
"Your Excellency Dracula, I must remind you that using the Unforgivable Curse without authorization is illegal in the entire magical world!" Abotel said seriously, "And the use of black magic will harm wizards. Mental state has a great impact, and it is easy for people to go astray..."
"In our part of Greece, every wizard who learns black magic will eventually end up insane."
Dracula glanced sideways at Albert and suddenly sneered.
"Then do you think there's something wrong with my mental state?" he asked casually.
‘There is a big problem. ’
Albert Er thought so, but seeing Dracula's expression gradually becoming colder, he still didn't dare to say it out.
"Ahem... I think your spirit is quite normal and you are definitely not affected by black magic!" He said confidently.
"Oh? I thought you would say that my mental state was abnormal!" Dracula stared into Albert's eyes and said with a half-smile.
"Absolutely not such a thing!" Aberter was sweating from behind.
"Forget it, it's boring to chat with you. You still have too little knowledge." Dracula shook his head boringly, "I can give you a reminder——"
"Things like black magic will indeed have an impact on the wizard's mental state, but that depends on how strong his own spirit is..."
"A mentally strong wizard who has been immersed in black magic for his whole life may not be mentally affected by black magic; but those wizards like you in Greece have a weak spirit and have no potential to learn black magic at all. They will fall into the trap at the slightest contact. The abyss of eternal destruction.”
Dracula suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, stood up and came closer to Albert, "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, I will let you experience a feast of black magic!"
After that, he suddenly jumped out of the open window and disappeared into the thick fog.
Abotel didn't react at all, and the driver's seat became empty, leaving only the instrument panel in front of the car and other instruments still running step by step.
"Hey! Mr. Dracula, don't let your imagination run wild!
"
He was stunned for a long time before he suddenly came to his senses. He stuck his head out of the window and tried his best to look down at the car.
"I just said it casually... In fact, you didn't use the Unforgivable Curse on anyone, so you don't need to be imprisoned in your Azkaban!" Abotel shouted into the thick fog.
[To be honest, I have been reading books recently to catch up on updates. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. It can be used on both Android and Apple. 】
Just then, Newt tapped him on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, Minister Albert, Professor Dracula is fine." Newt shook his head and said softly, "Instead of worrying about Professor Dracula's safety, you might as well mend the clothes on your back first. .”
"Uh..." Albert's next words were stuck in his throat.
The mountain breeze carrying heavy moisture blew from the car window, and he felt a chill behind him.
Albert hurriedly used the repair spell to restore his clothes to their original appearance, and then looked at Newt curiously.
"Mr. Scamander, how do you know that Lord Dracula will be fine? This is thousands of meters high in the sky!" He still asked worriedly, "And I'm not afraid of your jokes. In fact, Dracula is not what I'm most worried about. It’s my own life that pulls you...”
"Look, the operation of this Muggle car looks so complicated. Neither of us knows how to drive it. If Dracula fell from here, there is a high probability that we wouldn't survive..."
After hearing Albert's frank words, Newt actually laughed.
"Don't worry, we won't fall down like this." He smiled and patted the old-fashioned suitcase that he never left his hand. "I have a lot of little cuties here who can help us land safely. Do you want to hear about it? "
With that said, Newt planned to introduce the airwing bird in his box that had helped him a lot to Abbertel.
However, the next moment, there seemed to be a bolt of thunder suddenly appearing in the sky, interrupting Newt's interest.
As a thick bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, the surrounding dense fog seemed to be split in half in an instant.
Immediately afterwards, countless rays of light of different colors emerged in the air one after another. They kept flashing, jumping, and bursting with the brilliance of the lightning...
In the blink of an eye, the sky that was originally occupied by fog turned into a sea of various spells!
"This...this is..."
Albertel looked out the window in shock. This sight filled with curses simply subverted his cognition.
Many of these spells were things he had never seen or even heard of in his life, but each spell carried a powerful aura and was full of terrifying aura.
"The Death Curse, the Multiple Freezing Curse, the Fire Curse..." He carefully distinguished the magic that he could barely identify among these endless spells. "Oh my god... are these all black magic?!"
At this time, Albertel finally understood what Dracula meant by the "feast of black magic" just now.
Newt on the other side has a more different understanding.
As a legendary wizard who personally experienced the era of the Global Wizarding War, Newt had witnessed the most powerful dark wizard in the world, Grindelwald, when he used magic many times.
Not only that, he even witnessed the pinnacle showdown in the wizarding world in 1945 - the duel between the two great wizards Dumbledore and Grindelwald!
Now that he saw the many spells cast by Dracula, he vaguely recalled the posture of the two great wizards during the duel.
"Seventeen, eighteen...twenty-five...How many spells were cast at the same time?"
Newt was dizzy as he counted the spells in front of him, but he couldn't count how many spells Dracula had cast at once...
But at least what Newt can be sure of now is that this Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is definitely a great wizard on par with Grindelwald and Dumbledore at their peak!
Covered by dense spells like raindrops, the space in front of him gradually began to fluctuate.
Just when a dark purple magical light passed through a certain space, it disappeared very suddenly.
Dracula looked keenly at that abnormal location, stopped casting all spells for an instant, and concentrated on waving his wand——
A blood-red light beam like a waterfall suddenly blasted towards the place where the deep purple magic had disappeared, severely shattering and annihilating the hidden magic that existed in that space.
The next moment, a six-pointed star magic circle surrounded by circular light appeared at the place where the blood-red light pillar was bombarded.
Behind this magic circle, there seems to be a different world, whose mysterious outline is vaguely outlined in the eyes of Dracula, Newt and Albert.
Now, the three of them are only separated from that world by a brilliant and magnificent formation aperture, intersecting and rotating, like a door that does not welcome visitors.
I don't know when Dracula's figure appeared in the driver's seat of the car again, putting his hand on the dashboard.
"The guy in the back, please remember to sit tight this time, I'm getting ready to go." He stared closely at the magic circle not far ahead and said with a chuckle.
Albert hurriedly fastened his seat belt again, sat upright, and nodded.
Dracula looked at his actions in the rearview mirror considerately, and then stepped on the accelerator suddenly.
The silver car accelerated instantly and crashed into the rotating magic circle.
The moment they came into contact with the light curtain, the three people sitting there seemed to feel that the world was spinning, and the world seemed to be upside down.
The towering and majestic Mount Olympus seemed to be upside down, hanging far above the sky.
Below Mount Olympus is a towering 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, which seems to reach the sky and the earth, standing just next to that building!
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