Chapter 311: How to replace the God of Death
Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for Dracula to learn about the last Horcrux.
"To Professor Dracula: Please be aware of Voldemort's wand——"
Dracula took the letter sent by Dumbledore and looked at the elegant handwriting on it with some surprise.
"I noticed that in the two battles with Voldemort during this period, he used two completely different wands; we all know that Voldemort's wand and Harry's wand are of the same origin, and the two wands touched Circumstances arise that are beyond his control.”
"So during the battle in the Department of Mysteries, Voldemort used the wand of a subordinate in order to avoid unexpected situations. I can clearly see that that wand was not comfortable for him."
"However, during the battle with Voldemort on the British border not long ago, I saw him using a wand that was quite suitable for him and quite powerful... I have used the power of the Elder Wand as much as possible, but I was surprised It was discovered that the power of Voldemort's wand was not significantly different from that of the Elder Wand."
"Severus said that Voldemort recently had a brand new wand, which he forced Ollivander to make temporarily for him, so he might not be too interested in the Elder Wand."
"Although I don't agree with the second half of Severus's sentence, it is undeniable that the reference significance of the first half is very important - even though Ollivander's skills are very superb, he still has difficulty creating a product that can match the A powerful wand not far behind the Elder Wand."
"So I think Voldemort himself tampered with the wand a little bit."
"In addition, during my battle with Voldemort, he protected his wand very well, especially resisting contact with the wand and strong fire. This is completely different from his previous habit of using the wand as a spellcasting tool."
"Taking this evidence together, it is reasonable for me to surmise that Voldemort made his new wand a Horcrux."
"I hope Professor Dracula can know the above information.——"
The message of this letter is actually very simple, but the amount of information contained in it is not small. Dracula read it several times.
First of all, if Dumbledore's inference is true and Harry's accident is ruled out, then Voldemort's sixth Horcrux was created recently.
Can he endure the loneliness and wait for so many decades before making a Horcrux?
Or would it be that the production of Horcruxes would have an excessive impact on the maker, and Voldemort would not dare to continue making Horcruxes for a long time?
Even with Dracula's knowledge reserve of more than a thousand years, he doesn't know much about the taboo knowledge of Horcruxes - after all, he has no interest in pursuing immortality at all, and will only be bored by such things...
In fact, in the entire magical world, and even in the history of the magical world, there are very few wizards who know a lot about Horcruxes.
So far, the only recorded Horcrux holders are two wizards, the despicable Herbo and Voldemort. They are both exerting a considerable influence on the wizarding world and are difficult to completely eliminate...
"It's really troublesome..." Dracula pinched his eyebrows and tossed Dumbledore's letter back and forth. "Where can I find someone who knows enough about Horcruxes and can tell me these things without reservation?" Where are the people?”
He originally wanted to go to the secret realm on the top of Mount Olympus, and forced Halbo to tell him the secret of the Horcrux by force.
However, Herbo's last experience of borrowing the power of Death made Dracula give up this idea.
If Haierbo is forced to borrow the power of Death again, and his power surges again, problems may arise again in the secret realm created by Andros.
So...who else can understand Horcruxes like Voldemort and Herbo?
Dracula's movement of shaking the letter suddenly stopped——
He thought of someone he hadn't wanted to see for a thousand years.
That person accepted almost all of Haierbo's inheritance and should have enough knowledge about Horcruxes.
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Deep in the Forbidden Forest northeast of Hogwarts, there is an ancient ruin hidden in the mist.
This is the palace built by Salazar Slytherin himself. Luna, Harry, Ginny and Rolf once mistakenly entered here together. It was in this ruins that Rolf and Harry established the A good friendship.
Of course, they didn't know that they had only come to the top layer of the ruins, so they found almost no valuable items.
The dome is pierced, and the moonlight leaks in. The lighting spell and the dim light of the moon clearly reflect the fine dust flying in the sky, dense spider silk covering the corners of the wall, and mottled and peeling wall paint remains on the inner wall...
Dracula silently walked into the dilapidated palace and waved his hand gently.
The floating dust and the fine cobwebs swaying in the breeze instantly dissipated, and the palace seemed to regain its tidy appearance in an instant.
A strange curse came out of Dracula's mouth.
The ground here suddenly began to shake, and the ground in the center of the hall sank into a large pit. Circles of spiral steps extended to the deepest part of the pit, leading to the bottomless abyss.
Of course Dracula had no idea of taking the steps and jumped down from the pit...
Green torches lit up in the depths of the pit one after another, illuminating the dim space.
"Brad, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Deep in the pit, a human-height statue suddenly moved and said in a vicissitudes of life, "If I judge correctly, a thousand years should have passed..."
This statue has an old, monkey-like face, with a long sparse beard that almost reaches the hem of the stone wizard's robe, and two gray big feet standing deep in the pit. on a smooth floor.
He was holding an ancient scepter in both hands, with his back bent, and the expression on his face looked very unpredictable.
"Why are you putting on airs when you have nothing to do?" Dracula walked up to him, kicked him over, and kicked the scepter in the statue's hand aside.
The statue lost its support and staggered, almost falling to the ground on its face...
"We haven't seen each other for so long, why are you so disrespectful?" Withered statue stabilized his figure and said a little depressed, "I am a highly respected great wizard with a long-lasting reputation..."
"Famous for eternity?" Dracula's mouth twitched, "I think it will be infamous for eternity, right? The academy you established has become a training base for dark wizards, and now the most annoying dark devil is also claiming to be your descendant. You What kind of reputation does it have?"
"What did you say?" The statue frowned with its stone brows, looking a little dull. "What's going on? How did they learn to be like me... I only leave some inheritance of black magic to my descendants. , but we didn’t let the students in the academy do the same!”
"Who told everyone in Slytherin Academy to follow your example?" Dracula chuckled and shrugged, "Sure enough, there are just as many academy students as there are founders."
"Forget it, don't mention it." Salazar Slytherin abruptly changed the subject, "Tell me what to do. I've been waiting for you here for a thousand years... Why have you delayed it until now? Come to see me?"
"I would rather suggest that you reflect on yourself." Dracula looked at the ugly statue of Slytherin and curled his lips in disgust, "To make yourself look like this, neither human nor ghost. I don't come to see you just to prevent your little image in my eyes from completely collapsing..."
"Tsk tsk, as expected, this decision is very wise...Although I have known for a long time that you have made yourself like this, it is still a bit scary to see such an ugly thing talking with your own eyes!"
Slytherin: "..."
He subconsciously wanted to wave his scepter, but then he found that the scepter had been kicked into the corner by Dracula.
So Slytherin could only wave his fist in the air and shouted angrily: "What do you know? I have dedicated my youth to the cause of studying magic!"
"Dedicate your youth?" Dracula raised the corner of his mouth and mocked, "I think you were fascinated by Haierbo's powerful black magic... You were not like this in the early days. Although you also yearned for powerful power, you did not You won’t lose your mind for power.”
"Why, do you also want to pursue eternal life?"
Slytherin opened his mouth, then fell silent.
Dracula shook his head slightly, walked to the statue of Slytherin, and tapped Slytherin's hard shoulders and back in his dissatisfied eyes, with a look of interest in his eyes.
"One thing is beyond my expectation." Dracula said with great interest, "I thought what I was going to see was a remnant soul, or a body made with magic... I didn't expect this. Just an ordinary statue?"
"That's right." Slytherin nodded slowly and said, "It's similar in nature to the magic portrait, but it leaves more thoughts behind..."
Dracula's hand tapping the statue suddenly stopped.
"So... you didn't make a Horcrux?" he asked softly.
"Actually, that was what I wanted to do." Slytherin shook his head and sighed, "Although I am not very interested in eternal life due to your influence... But you understand me, pursuing more powerful power is It’s something I simply can’t say no to.”
"Why haven't I heard that Horcruxes can increase strength?" Dracula frowned, "I only know that it can split the soul and make people mentally retarded."
"Ahem... It's not like he has become mentally retarded." Slytherin was choked by Dracula and had to explain, "It is true that Horcruxes cannot actually increase the user's power, but they can communicate with another person. The only way to achieve this level.”
"I found a record in the remains left by Halbo, which describes all the feelings of Halbo in making the Horcrux... He saw another world through the state of being extremely close to death when his soul was split."
"You mean...he saw the world of Death?" Dracula suddenly asked.
"You have never made a Horcrux, how would you know such a thing?" Slytherin glanced at Dracula in surprise.
"I accidentally discovered a channel leading to the God of Death..." Dracula said calmly, "It's not important, continue talking about you."
"Isn't this important?" Slytherin yelled, blowing his beard and glaring, "I have been searching for so many years, but I only found the only way to communicate with the God of Death, making Horcruxes, and I gave up in the end... And yet you tell me it’s not important?!”
"It's really not important." Dracula said, "I directly entered the world of death with my soul and body. If it weren't for special circumstances, I wouldn't be able to come back. Is this really what you want? ?”
"That's exactly what I want!" Slytherin said with certainty, "Brad, haven't you ever thought about it? Why are the three Peverell brothers able to fight against Death through the Deathly Hallows?"
"What do you mean?" Dracula looked at Slytherin doubtfully.
"What I mean is - the God of Death himself is not irresistible, he is just able to mobilize countless powers from another level, which makes him appear so powerful!" Slytherin said, "Helpo regretfully said I wrote a sentence: If he hadn't made a Horcrux, he might have found a chance to replace the God of Death!"
Slytherin's words were so shocking that Dracula was a little stunned by what he said.
"Replacing Death? Are you kidding me?"
"I'm not kidding." Slytherin shook his head and said, "Helpo's records are very detailed. The God of Death is just a dark creature that gained another level of authority in ancient times. His function is to guide the stranded souls to escape. Go down."
"According to Haierbo's long-term communication with the God of Death, it seems that the God of Death was dissatisfied with being idle for a long time and had a crooked idea to penetrate the power into the magic world - so he deliberately left a loophole for the departed soul. This is probably The reason why ghosts exist.”
Dracula's frown deepened.
"So you and Haierbo both want to replace him?" He asked doubtfully, "Is there any point in replacing him?"
"Being able to experience stronger and more special power is always irresistible." Slytherin sighed, "Helbo was being stared at by his old enemy Andros, and it was said that he was trying to suppress him. Painful.”
"And I have some other selfish motives - both Barrow and Helena have become ghosts and are stranded in the magic world. This has a huge responsibility on my part as a teacher... I want to give an explanation to Luo Yinna who died of illness. "
"In that case, Salazar, why didn't you choose to make a Horcrux in the end?" Dracula asked again, "Leaving only such a statue that cannot carry much thought is not in line with your style..."
"You and Godric will laugh at you and Godric for a long time if you use Horcruxes to survive." Slytherin smiled mockingly, "Forget it about Godric, he is long dead and I can't hear it. His ridicule...The problem is that there is a guy like you who can't die, so I have to think about it carefully."
"As for replacing the God of Death, simply making a Horcrux can't do it——"
"Helbo once regretted making Horcruxes because when he chose to borrow the power of the God of Death, he was left with the mark of the God of Death and could never replace it..."
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