Chapter 149 The Invincible Andros

"This giant is...the Patronus Charm?"

Newt murmured as he looked at the Patronus, who seemed as tall as Mount Olympus.

Albert was already in shock when he saw the otherworldly scene in front of him, but now that he heard Newt's words, he almost stared out of his eyes.

"Malaka! Are you telling me this is a patronus?!"

He stared at the tall silver-white giant, unable to believe that a patron saint could reach such an exaggerated size.

"I don't know..." Newt also shook his head in confusion, "I just inferred from the look, color and characteristics of this giant. Except for its size, it is the same as the Patronus in all aspects. …But I’m still not sure this is a patronus.”

"It can't be a patron saint...the size is too outrageous." Alberto shook his head repeatedly, making it clear that he didn't believe Newt's judgment.

However, at this moment, seeing the reactions of Newt and Albert, Dracula raised the corner of his mouth with interest:

"There's nothing you can't believe, this is the Patronus Charm!"

"What?!" Albert was shocked, "Don't scare me, Lord Dracula... How could there be such a big patron saint? You must be joking with me, right?"

"No, it seems that there really was a patron saint as big as a giant in history..." Newt suddenly spoke, interrupting Albert's surprise, "I remember a very famous wizard a long time ago -"

"His name is Andros the Invincible!"

"You mean the invincible Andros?"

The two said almost in unison.

"But, Mr. Scamander..." Albertel wiped the sweat on his bald forehead, "Even though I would like to believe in our great wizard in ancient Greece, even if it is an existence like Andros, You can’t cast a patron saint as big as a mountain, right?”

"Who knows what happened in the past." Newt murmured softly.

Then, he suddenly opened a button on his old-fashioned suitcase and shouted into it:

"Teddy, help me get the chocolate frog picture that Rolf left in your nest!"

"What are you..." Alberto looked at Newt in confusion.

"I suddenly remembered that my little grandson likes to collect chocolate frog pictures. He has a complete set of pictures that Sniff has secretly hidden." Newt explained with a smile, "That set of pictures contains a story about the invincible An. DeRose’s card.”

Not long after, a small yellow paw poked out from the gap in Newt's old suitcase.

The little paw skimmed along the cracks of the suitcase very skillfully, found another snap, and popped it up.

Then, another small paw of the same size reached out of the box and lifted the suitcase up an opening.

A small animal with a long beak like a duck, bright black eyes, and a body covered with black down poked its head out of the box.

"Is this a Niffler?" Abotel tilted his head curiously.

"Yes, Teddy is already quite senior, and he even helped me steal the blood pact from Grindelwald." Newt had a trace of reminiscence in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to gently stroke the black fur on Xiu Xiu's body.

"Ah, this is the legendary Niffler back then." Alberto looked at the Niffler in Newt's arms with reverence.

"Did you get what I asked you to get?" Newt said gently, stroking Xiu Xiu's head, with a smile like an old mother's face showing involuntarily.

Sniffing Teddy nodded proudly.

Newt reached out and tried to take out the chocolate frog picture that Rolf had left behind from the pocket in front of Sniff's belly.

As a result, Teddy covered his belly and stretched out a small paw towards Newt.

Newt shook his head with a smile, took out two gold coins from his pocket and stuffed them into Sniff's little paws.

Xiu Xiu's little paw was not big enough to grab two gold coins at once, so Teddy had to lift up the other little paw covering his pocket and hold the two gold coins handed over by Newt. Between the two paws.

Newt took this opportunity to put his hand into the pocket in front of Sniff's belly and took out a set of chocolate frog pictures.

These pentagonal pictures with squiggles printed on them are all blue in color. What attracts Xiu Xiu is the shiny golden frame around the pictures and the gold rim on the outside.

Newt and Alberto searched separately inside the chocolate frog picture. Within a moment, Alberto was the first to find the great wizard from ancient Greece - the invincible Andros.

"Andros the Invincible (dates of birth and death unknown): Said to be the only known wizard capable of casting a patronus the size of a giant."

Albertel said to the chocolate frog picture in his hand.

"This card only introduces so much, and doesn't record anything else." He shrugged to Newt, "A giant-sized patron saint doesn't mean a mountain-sized patron saint, right? "

"Does Professor Dracula know who summoned this Patronus?" Newt frowned slightly and looked at Dracula in the driver's seat.

"That's the Andros you guessed." Dracula raised his eyebrows and chuckled after watching the show for a long time.

"Is Andros really the invincible?!" Abotel changed his previous questioning attitude and his expression became very excited. "I said, we in Greece must be saved. An invincible figure like Andros can still be saved." Still alive! Wow, he is so invincible!"

"I don't know if Andros is invincible or not, but I know he must be very happy..."

Dracula's faint voice came from the front seat.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had a rare expression of envy in his eyes.

"I really don't know how long that guy's brain circuit is. After such a long time, this patron saint is getting bigger and bigger." Dracula muttered to himself.

Unknowingly, the silver car landed on the ground as smooth as water.

Dracula, Newt and Alberto stepped out of the car together, and when they stepped on the ground, there were ripples like water waves.

In front is a group of buildings with a strong ancient Greek style, most of which are made of hard stones and are almost seamless.

The dignified and elegant roof and the flat ground are connected by many stone pillars. The stone pillars are stacked with drum-shaped blocks, and the blocks are connected with mortise and tenon joints or metal pins. Even the walls are made of stones, which are smooth and fine, with tight joints.

The entire building complex is extremely tall and magnificent, full of historical vicissitudes.

The silver light shines on the pure white stones, creating a majestic, beautiful and shocking feeling.

Anyone will feel their insignificance when facing this group of buildings. However, if compared with the silver-white giant next to the building, even such a tall and majestic group of buildings is as contrasting as when humans face this group of buildings. .

Unlike before, sitting in a car and flying high in the sky, I could barely see the entire giant.

Now standing on the ground, you can only see the giant's extremely abstract silver-white feet, and even only the side like a high wall, not the top of the feet.

If the silver-white giant is the only light source in this world, then there seems to be an aura that can annihilate the light source in the building complex, and it is impossible to see what exists behind the empty stone pillars.

But whenever people want to look deeper into the interior of the building, they will always feel a sense of season in their hearts.

Of course, Dracula is not included in this list.

Not only did he look into the building, he even wanted to walk in.

"Hey - Andros, where are you?" Dracula walked into a stone temple and shouted loudly.

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Waves of black energy emerged from the temple and circled around him, seeming to want to erode the visitor who entered the building without permission.

Dracula glanced at the black energy, slapped it away, and exited the temple.

Then he walked to the next building.

Just after he walked around three or four buildings, a tall man wearing white clothing similar to a wrapper and with his shoulders bare walked over from a distance.

"Ah, Dracula, my old friend!" He laughed, stretched out his arms, and hugged Dracula, "We haven't seen each other for a long time!"

This tall man had long red curly hair tied into a braid on the back of his head, and there was a silver band on his forehead that tied up the curly hair.

The bridge of his nose was very high, almost touching his brow bone, and he had a very funny red beard on his face.

"Wait a minute!" Dracula suddenly stretched out his hand to block the man from outside. "You guy who doesn't even wear clothes properly, don't touch me! Who knows if you have taken a shower in all these years."

The man's outstretched arms froze in the air, and a very funny and embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

"Please, I'm just a half-dead soul. I rely on the guardian angel to keep me alive. Why do I need such a useless thing as taking a bath?" He reacted quickly and immediately put his hands behind his head and gestured. A casual movement, "I think you are just jealous of me!"

"Why should I be jealous of you?" Dracula said through gritted teeth.

"Hahahaha, didn't you want to learn this optimistic attitude from me hundreds of years ago?" The man said proudly, "You guy, you think about having fun all day long, but in the end you find everything boring. This kind of mentality That’s not right!”

"Then tell me, during the more than a hundred years since we have not met, how did you maintain this mentality in such a remote place?" Dracula curled his lips and asked casually.

"You see, I used the patron saint to confine Haierbo's evil soul in this building complex, so that I can play hide-and-seek games with him every day - sometimes I win, I find Haierbo and put his His soul was beaten so hard that he lost the strength to do anything..."

"Sometimes he wins and hides successfully, leaving me unable to attack. But even if I lose, I can't help but think that as long as I find him once, I can beat him to his weakest state in one go. Happy! Hahahahaha!"

Dracula looked at him with a very complicated expression and hesitated to speak.

"How should I put it? Your happiness is too... simple." He thought for a long time before saying, "Andros, you have been doing such repetitive things every day for two thousand years, you really don't want to Feeling bored?"

"Once you get used to it, you'll enjoy it." Andros smiled, "Especially when something went wrong some time ago, Haierbo's power suddenly increased a lot."

His smile faded a little, "Can you see some clues outside? Our previous battle was quite fierce."

"Well, Mount Olympus is now surrounded by a fog. From time to time, the light of your patron saint, including the black energy brought by Haierbo, is also leaked out." Dracula nodded and said, "What happened here What?"

"I don't know what son of a bitch had enough time to kill the Dementors outside!" Andros suddenly cursed and said, "Dementors are things that are born from negative emotions, even if they are broken into pieces. The slag will slowly form a new one."

"That guy Herbo got his power from nowhere. He can absorb the power of the killed Dementors. While preventing the Dementors from regenerating, he can use the Dementors' power instead."

"It's too outrageous. This time I saw that he suddenly absorbed the power of hundreds of dementors. I almost let him run away without noticing!"

Andros was filled with righteous indignation, "If you dare to let me know which guy who is not a human being did it, I will give him a few slaps!"

At this moment, he raised his head and looked at Dracula, and suddenly found that Dracula's face became very ugly.

"Um... Could it be that that guy who is not a thing is you?" Andros asked blankly.

"Isn't it me, Andros!" Dracula glared at him fiercely, "Come on, don't you want to slap me hard?"

"This is what you said, then I'm here..." Andros suddenly became excited and rolled up his sleeves, looking eager to try.

But looking at Dracula's increasingly fierce eyes, he still didn't dare to take action.

"Okay, it's just a joke." He patted Dracula on the shoulder, "As long as you help me deal with this piece of shit Herbo, I'll forget about it, how about that?"

Dracula glared at him again, patted the hand on his shoulder, and then nodded.

"Okay." He said.

"Then let's go!" Andros said enthusiastically, "The sooner we solve the problem of Herbo, the sooner we can eliminate the anomaly in Mount Olympus!"

Just as the two were about to walk towards the depths of this ancient Greek-style building complex, a weak voice suddenly sounded from behind Dracula——

"Your Excellency Dracula, what are you talking about just now? Why can't we understand..."

Only then did Dracula remember that he was not alone this time. There was also a magizoologist and a Greek Minister of Magic in the car!

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