Chapter 150 Despicable Haierbo
The conversation just now between Dracula and Andros was actually conducted in ancient Greek.
There are big differences between ancient Greek and modern Greek -
During the classical Greek period, the various dialects of that time were collectively known as Ancient Greek. Gradually, these dialects underwent linguistic homogenization, forming Koine Greek, the lingua franca of the eastern region of the Roman Empire, and later evolved into Medieval Greek.
Since then, modern Greek has been divided into two main types, namely informal demotic Greek and formal pure Greek. Modern Standard Greek is largely a descendant of Demotic Greek and retains some features of pure Greek.
Therefore, it is quite normal that Abotel, a modern Greek, cannot understand ancient Greek.
Dracula, a guy who lived for more than a thousand years, learned most of the common languages in the world without knowing it.
In order not to miss out on the fun from all over the world, he often uses the language of that place when talking to people, which can be considered a good intention...
"Dracula, my old friend, who are these two people?" Andros asked enthusiastically, "Apart from you, this is the first time I see an outsider here!"
"An interesting magizoologist, and a Greek." Dracula said casually, "I am mainly interested in the magizoologist, and the Greek is just incidental."
Albertel, who was next to him, didn't understand what Dracula was saying at all. He smiled politely and nodded confidently to Andros.
"Um, have we all in Greece become like this?" Andros looked at Abotel, whose forehead was shining brightly, and subconsciously touched his hair, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hmm... he may be a special case, right?" Dracula said casually, "Most of the Greeks I met are still very handsome. He may have gone bald because he was worried about the Greek magic world."
A clear emotion suddenly flashed in Andros's eyes, and then he sighed deeply.
"Sure enough, is the magic world here inevitably declining?" He sighed.
Dracula frowned and his eyes moved slightly: "How do you feel...you don't seem to be surprised by the decline of the Greek magic world?"
"Well, I'm really not that surprised." Andros said softly, "But let's deal with Haierbo's matter first. I'll explain the rest to you in detail later."
Dracula nodded slightly, then turned to look at Newt and Albert.
"Mr. Scamander, Minister Abbott, please wait for us here for a few minutes." He smiled at the two of them, "The buildings here are quite artistic. You can take a stroll nearby. , as long as you don’t step inside the building.”
After Newt and Alberto nodded, Dracula and Andros walked side by side into the depths of the building complex to find the wizard who Andros had guarded for two thousand years...
Halbo was a dark wizard in ancient Greece. Throughout the history of the magical world, he was a pioneer and leader in the field of black magic. He was the first person to create a "horcrux" and the first to create a "horcrux". Basilisk" wizard.
It was because Salazar Slytherin inadvertently received the inheritance left by Halbo that he gradually became addicted to black magic when he got older and could not extricate himself.
Because of Helbo's evil reputation in the field of black magic, he can be regarded as infamous, and was even called "Despicable Helbo" by wizards of his generation.
"So... Is Herbo hiding secretly now?" Dracula looked at the various ancient Greek buildings around him and asked.
"That's right." Andros shrugged, "That coward Haierbo had a fierce fight with me just now. As soon as he felt someone coming in, he immediately shrank away."
"But what I'm more surprised about now is that after so many years, haven't you found a way to completely solve him?" Dracula rubbed his eyebrows in confusion, "I won't ask you why you are so happy this time. I just want to know...are you willing to keep playing hide-and-seek with Haierbo like this?"
"I don't want to, but I can't help it. No one knows where this despicable Haierbo hid his Horcrux." Andros was also a little depressed when he said this, "So I can only enjoy myself in pain. !”
In fact, the grudge between Andros and Herbo started 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 them is a notorious dark wizard who often conducts all kinds of inhumane black magic experiments; the other is a leader in the eyes of wizards, who can cast a patron saint the size of a giant, and is quite righteous.
These two characters with completely different behavior styles should naturally become incompatible.
In order to get rid of the despicable Herbo, a black sheep, Andros brought a large number of wizards from the Greek magic world to represent the general trend of justice and went to crusade together. He was easily eliminated and his black magic experiments were destroyed. base.
However, not long after, Haierbo appeared in front of the Greek wizards again unscathed, as if he had never experienced anything before.
It wasn't until after destroying Herbo several times that Andros realized that this dark wizard had created a new form of magic like never before - Horcruxes!
Haierbo has always had a profound understanding of the nature of the soul.
Relying on his knowledge of black magic and ruthless character, he deliberately killed people with the intention of splitting his soul, and then used black magic to seal the split soul in an object, becoming the first known wizard to successfully create a Horcrux.
In the presence of Horcruxes, no one can completely eliminate Haierbo!
Therefore, Andros specially gathered the power of the top wizards in Greece to create a mysterious and unpredictable secret realm on the top of Mount Olympus, completely shutting Herbo in this secret realm.
This secret realm located on the top of Mount Olympus can lock the soul of a wizard, making it impossible for Halpo to be resurrected in the outside world with the existence of Horcruxes, and can only be trapped in such a corner for a long time.
In order to firmly guard the despicable Herbo, Andros voluntarily integrated his soul into the secret realm, merged with his patron saint, and became the eternal guardian of this secret realm.
As long as Herbo's problem cannot be completely solved, Andros will not be able to escape!
Next to a tall ancient Greek temple, Dracula took a deep look at Andros.
"Sometimes I really envy you pure-minded wizards." He chuckled and said in an erratic tone, "I have been working hard for a goal for thousands of years, and I have never felt bored for two thousand years. "
"Do you think I don't envy the way you live?" Andros retorted, "You can do whatever you want and live as long as you want. Who wouldn't envy such a life?"
"Then why don't you do this?" Dracula asked, "Ignore Herbo, and you will still live well, right?"
"Maybe." Andros shook his head, "But since I am the only one who can stop him, then this becomes my mission and a responsibility I can never shirk easily."
The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, and they had no idea of further discussion.
Because both Dracula and Andros know that they each have their own unique persistence.
"Start from here?" Dracula looked at the ancient Greek temple in front of him and asked softly.
"Let's start from here." Andros nodded, "You are responsible for the front part of this temple, and I am responsible for the rear area."
Dracula nodded slightly, then raised his wand——
"Calling God to protect (expe)!"
In an instant, it seemed as if countless bats scattered in all directions and rushed towards the front of the temple, illuminating every inch of the space blocked by the black air.
Andros spread his right hand——
A silvery white light burst out from his hand, connecting with the magnificent giant that was far taller than the towering temple in front of him.
The next moment, the giant bent down deeply, and a fist as big as a mountain struck from above. In the blink of an eye, it swept through countless buildings and cleared away a large area of diffuse black air.
"Why are you suddenly using a wand?" While checking the existence of various buildings, Andros looked curiously at the black branch-like object in Dracula's hand, "I remember that you never used a wand at that time. He grows things."
"Forget it, I want to be a guest professor at a magic school. It is stipulated there that you must use a wand." Dracula curled his lips, "But after I really get used to it, my wand is quite easy to use."
When Andros heard this, he carefully looked at the wand in Dracula's hand, and suddenly the corners of his eyes twitched.
"You... use a 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 curled his lips, "Didn't you teach me that? The holiness shown in the Patronus Charm is only the purest expression of emotion, and it is not the same as casting a spell. The personal attributes of the person have nothing to do with it.”
"Or is it because my patron saint is a dark creature like a vampire bat, so it is compatible with the spooky wooden wand?"
"To tell you the truth, I just wanted to tease you before I taught you how to cast the Patronus Charm." Andros said helplessly, "What I told you is indeed fine in theory, but who would have thought that A vampire actually casts the Patronus Charm?"
He thought carefully for a long time, and finally shook his head casually.
"Forget it, I can't figure it out either." He smiled, "It's unheard of for a being like you, who represents the utmost darkness, to be able to cast the Patron Saint Curse. Thinking about it this way, there would be no conflict between the Gloomy Tree and the Patron Saint. It’s not that hard to understand anymore.”
Dracula also chuckled and said no more.
Not long after, Dracula's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Found him, in the replica of the Parthenon!"
He snapped his fingers.
A dark moon involuntarily wrapped the figures of Dracula and Andros, and in the next moment brought them to an extremely magnificent ancient Greek temple.
Looking at it, the temple is rectangular in shape, standing on three tall steps. The base covers an extremely large area, half the size of a Quidditch pitch.
The temple is built of white marble. The entire temple is surrounded by forty-six marble columns with a height of ten meters with grooves. The marble is pure white and flawless.
The roof of this temple is divided into two slopes, and the two ends of the roof form triangular gables, above which are exquisite colorful pediments.
The front door of the temple was currently surrounded by a large group of silver-white bats, enveloping an old man filled with black energy, leaving no room for him to escape.
"Mr. Halper, we meet again." Dracula greeted the old man surrounded by many bats like an old friend, "After so many years, do you still have an impression of me?"
"I still remember you very well, Count Dracula!" Herbo looked at the silver-haired man walking hand in hand with Andros in the moonlight, and greeted through gritted teeth,
"As a dark creature, you help others backstab a fellow member of the dark camp. You are the first one I have ever seen!"
"Who told you that dark creatures must help you dark wizards?" Dracula casually walked to Haierbo and scattered the surrounding silver-white bats. "You dark wizards always have no style in doing things. I am simply ashamed to be associated with you.”
He looked at Haierbo, who was slovenly, with sinister features, dry white hair, and looked rather wretched, with a look of disgust in his eyes.
Whether it was Voldemort, the despicable Herbo, or the dark wizards Dracula had seen in his thousand years of life, there seemed to be very few guys with that kind of style and taste.
Most of them have been immersed in the study of black magic for a long time. They have not seen the sun for many years, and their bodies have been eroded by the power of darkness. Some of the dark wizards are even obsessed with using black magic to transform their bodies.
Because of this, most dark wizards look rather ugly. Even the later Salazar Slytherin was the same, becoming hunched and wrinkled.
As for why Dracula is willing to be friends with Slytherin instead of other dark wizards...
That's of course because the two of them met early enough! The founder of Slytherin House was quite stylish when he was young, otherwise he would not have been recognized by the three great wizards: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.
At this time, the Halbo in front of him was also a typical black wizard without style, and he could also be regarded as the culprit who dragged Salazar Slytherin into black magic.
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Dracula certainly wasn't impressed with him!
"Now that we have caught him, it will be easier." Dracula glanced at Herbo with disgust, then turned his eyes back to Andros' face. In comparison, Andros's funny mustache looks more pleasing to the eye.
"Eliminate him directly and wait for him to slowly resurrect, or torture him to his weakest state?" He asked with interest.
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