Chapter 317 The Ending of the Deathly Hallows

"Let's go for a walk?" Grindelwald's voice rang beside Dracula.

After the secret realm collapsed, Andros turned into light and disappeared. With the strength of Dracula and Grindelwald, they would not be difficult to reach in this broken space. They easily broke through the space and disturbed the people who came to Mount Olympus. On top of the mountain.

Dracula looked at Grindelwald, who had regained his white hair and old face at some point. Different from the mess when he first saw him, his combed white hair was as bright as the snow on the top of Mount Olympus in the sun. .

He nodded and walked on the ridge of the snow-capped mountains with this old man who was once all-powerful but now had gray hair.

The wind on the top of the mountain was very strong and cold, but neither of them seemed to feel any chill, walking lightly on the dry snow.

"It looks like you have successfully replaced the God of Death, right?" Grindelwald said in an erratic tone as he looked at the light disappearing in the blue sky.

"That's right." Dracula nodded and said, "But I don't think there is any difference in my life now. It's as if nothing has changed."

"How could it be?" Grindelwald chuckled softly, his expression rarely showing a bit of embarrassment, "For example, I have something to ask of you now... This was something that was impossible before."

"Oh?" Dracula became interested and raised the corner of his mouth, "Tell me, what can the notorious Mr. Grindelwald do for me?"

Grindelwald stopped and was silent for a while.

Dracula also stopped and looked at him with interest.

Then, Grindelwald said with some difficulty: "You may have heard that Albus and I used to have a very good relationship, a very good relationship... but then we broke up again, that summer ninety-eight years ago."

"Well, I have heard some stories about you two, and Nico told me part of it." Dracula nodded and said, "I heard that there were differences in ideas later on?"

"Not entirely," Grindelwald said. "In fact, our two concepts were very consistent at the beginning. The phrase 'for the greater good' was proposed by Albus. I like this phrase very much."

"So, why did they break up again?" Dracula asked curiously.

"It was a trigger, a very serious trigger." Grindelwald sighed and said in a serious tone, "If that matter is not resolved, the relationship between the two of us may not be able to return to the past."

He turned his head and looked deeply at Dracula, "Although I don't want to admit it, this is indeed a serious knot between the two of us."

"So... the help you want me to help is related to this fuse?" Dracula said thoughtfully, "Tell me in detail."

"Yes, when we mention this, we have to talk about Albus's sister who died that summer." Grindelwald said slowly.

"At that time, the two of us were ambitious, eager to find the three Deathly Hallows and become the masters of Death... Haha, Albus's younger brother, Aberforth was disgusted with our ambitions and thought Albus should stay and take care of him. Their Obscurus sister.”

"Yes, Albus's sister Ariana was bullied by Muggle children, so she suppressed her desire to use magic and became Obscurus. It was this incident that made Albus move and Together I rule the minds of the Muggle world."

"Later, Aberforth's obstructive words angered me, and we had a duel... No one expected that Arianna just came out of the room and saw this scene, and the power of Obscurus exploded in her body."

"It's ridiculous to say that this incident actually made Albus completely stay away from any power. He only wanted to stay at Hogwarts and be a headmaster with no ambitions. Even the position of president of the International Federation of Wizards is just like an honor. nature……"

"Arianna Dumbledore has become a thorn in Albus's heart, and a wall that has always been erected between the two of us... If this wall is not torn down, we will never be able to get back together. .”

Grindelwald said seemingly casually: "Dracula, you are now the real 'Master of Death'. Should you be able to find a way to retrieve Arianna's soul?"

"You overestimate the status of the so-called 'God of Death'. This is just a dark creature with the ability to guide the souls of the dead." Dracula shook his head, "Like the kind of soul that died a hundred years ago, it has long been I don’t know where I went.”

"It turns out that even if you completely master the three Deathly Hallows, you can't know everything and be omnipotent?" Grindelwald was silent for a moment, and then said softly, "It seems that we were all too naive when we were young."

"I don't think you need to worry about this problem." Dracula suddenly laughed, "I would rather say that you are a fan of the authorities..."

"According to my opinion, Albus may still miss his sister and even keep this incident as a warning to himself, but he will not stay in the past forever."

Grindelwald froze on the spot, an inexplicable emotion gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Let's go, it's over with Albus a long time ago." Dracula snapped his fingers and summoned a moon that didn't look dim at all under the sunlight. "There must be a solution to this matter. There's no need. Always dwelling on the past, you have to look forward!”

The moonlight moved, shrouding Dracula and Grindelwald in its shadow.

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Moonlight appeared in a small, dark, and very dirty room.

Dracula stepped out of the moonlight, frowning involuntarily, and subconsciously suspended in mid-air, preventing the soles of his feet from touching the dirty ground.

The place exudes a strong smell of mutton, and several bay windows are covered with thick dirt, making it almost impossible to let in any light from the outside.

A few candles burned on the rough wooden table. At first glance, you may think that the ground is compacted mud, but when you step on it, you find that the ground that was originally paved with stones is covered with dirt that seems to have been accumulated for centuries.

"What the hell did Albus pick to be so disgusting?" Dracula snapped his fingers in disgust.

The next moment, the filth in the entire room was swept away, revealing a stone floor that had not seen the light of day for hundreds of years. The sunlight shone in from the window that suddenly became clean and transparent, almost blinding the tall and thin man behind the counter. , the eyes of an old man with a gray beard.

"Walter f... what did you do?!" The old man with a gray beard behind the counter angrily threw the dirty rag into a colorless glass and shouted at Dracula, "You have completely destroyed the environment that the Pig's Head Bar is famous for!"

"And do you know, my customers are already used to the messy environment here, so I don't need to clean at all - now it's like this, I have to pay several times the amount of labor!"

Dracula looked at the old man who was so excited that he was foaming at the mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Grindelwald, help me confirm that this old guy is Albus's brother?" He turned his head and looked at Grindelwald who followed him out of the moonlight. "Although there is nothing wrong with his blood and appearance. But this character..."

"He is indeed Albus's brother - Aberforth Dumbledore." Grindelwald looked at Aberforth and nodded slowly.

Aberforth was still yelling curses at first, but when he saw Grindelwald coming out from behind Dracula, his furious expression instantly froze, and the expression on his face instantly turned cold.

"Get out, I won't allow you to enter the Hog's Head Bar." Aberforth said coldly.

"Why, the business of this bar is gone?" Grindelwald teased, "How can a bar owner drive customers away?"

"I am the owner of this bar. I can do whatever I want. You don't care whether I do business or not!" Aberforth's face became even colder. "Get out!"

"Calm down, Aberforth." Just when Grindelwald was about to make a few jokes, another voice sounded from upstairs, "They are here to find me..."

"Come up, Professor Dracula, Gellert." The voice called to Dracula and Grindelwald.

Dracula looked at Aberforth with interest, and then walked leisurely to the second floor of the bar.

Grindelwald did not provoke the angry Aberforth anymore, and went upstairs with Dracula.

At the top of the stairs is a living room with worn carpets and a small fireplace. Above the fireplace hangs a large oil painting, in which a blond girl looks blankly and tenderly into the room.

Dumbledore was waiting for them upstairs, his eyes never leaving the little girl in the painting.

"It looks like Professor Dracula has succeeded." Dumbledore said softly when he heard footsteps coming upstairs.

"Yes, it went well." Dracula snapped his fingers again, cleared the sofa next to the fireplace, and then sat on it without anyone noticing, "I also saw the situation over there... So, Voldemort The consciousness has died, right?”

"Indeed, our plan is basically completed." Dumbledore said, "Now we just need to deal with the soul fragment in Harry's body, and everything will come to an end."

"Harry is already in his sixth year and will be an adult in a few months."

"We all know that when Harry comes of age, the blood magic that Lily left on him will also expire at the same time. If you want to completely solve Voldemort's soul fragments, it may be safer to do it before Lily's protective magic fails. "

Dumbledore was talking to himself, seemingly not noticing that Grindelwald stood side by side with him, looking at the little blond girl in the portrait.

Her eyes were the same clear blue as the sky, just like Dumbledore's.

"Albus, we..." Grindelwald hesitated, then spoke but didn't know what to say.

After the short-term common goal of solving Voldemort ended, the biggest problem between the two returned to the beginning - Ariana's death was ultimately the disaster caused by Grindelwald.

"Wait a moment, Grindelwald, put your business aside for a moment." Dracula suddenly interrupted Grindelwald, "I suddenly remembered that I still owe Dumbledore a few things."

Grindelwald and Dumbledore were stunned for a moment and looked at Dracula in confusion.

"Have you forgotten, Albus, I borrowed three things from you before I went." Dracula chuckled, took out a fluid-light invisibility cloak from the void, and handed it to Dumbledore. .

"Potter's invisibility cloak is lucky that it wasn't damaged by me. Please help me return it to him."

Then, he took off a ring set with black gemstones from his index finger.

"The Resurrection Stone was passed down from Cadmus Peverell, and later passed to Salazar's wife's family, the Gaunt family. In theory, it should belong to Riddle."

Dracula smiled, but threw the ring to Dumbledore, "You keep it for Riddle first, and you can use this ring to do whatever needs to be done."

"If I'm not mistaken, this portrait should have been painted after Ariana's death, right? The spirituality is obviously lacking. This is not something that the painter can easily restore... But if we have the resurrection stone as a reference, it should be fine. ”

"It can be regarded as letting Ariana's soul survive in another way."

Dumbledore's eyes gradually became brighter, and Grindelwald beside him also showed a look of joy.

In any case, as long as Ariana's spirituality can be reappeared in the portrait, it can at least ease the grudge between him and Dumbledore. Even Aberforth, whose relationship has been at a freezing point, might be able to do something. change.

"Finally, there's the Elder Wand."

Dracula took out the elder wand with seven raised branches again and played with it casually. "I keep this for myself. You should be okay with it, right? The two former owners of the Elder Wand?"

"Of course, Professor Dracula, you took this from me with your strength." Dumbledore smiled.

"That's good." Dracula shrugged.

He directly opened a space channel and threw the Elder Wand into the endless river of blood in the realm of death.

In this way, no one will be able to collect the three Deathly Hallows in the future and pose a threat to the position of the God of Death...

Just then, a footstep came up from downstairs.

The three of them all turned their heads and looked at Aberforth, who was walking upstairs with an annoyed look on his face.

"You three, stop celebrating!" Aberforth shouted, "There are a large gathering of Dementors and Inferi outside again. I really don't understand what you were busy with before!"

However, Dracula, Dumbledore and Grindelwald seemed not to be surprised when they heard the news.

They looked at each other and laughed, leaving Aberforth confused.

"I can't believe that he couldn't help it so quickly?" Dracula raised his lips and stood up from the sofa.

"Let's go, Albus. Once this matter is resolved, the Potter you care about will be able to completely get rid of Voldemort's soul fragments!"

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