Chapter 85: Attack on Dracula's Castle
A white light shot out from the tip of Lockhart's wand and hit Dracula with great momentum.
However, Dracula just stared at him indifferently, the light in his eyes flowing, and he allowed the beam of the Forgetting Curse to fall on him.
The next moment, the spell took effect, creating a connection between Lockhart's memory and Dracula.
A thousand years were like a huge raging wave, slamming into Lockhart's mind, shattering his fragile memories to pieces in an instant.
The many memories locked in Lockhart's mind are like the debris washed away on the shore after a tsunami. As the waves recede, they are completely integrated into the sea.
Dracula quietly flipped through Lockhart's disorganized memories, searching for the contents he had plundered. After rummaging for a while, he found something about Robert in a corner and learned the specific location of his seclusion.
"I knew he really wasn't here." Dracula said softly.
Then, he looked at Lockhart, whose eyes became dull, and smiled to himself, "If I hadn't been infected by Tesla's principles and bottom line, there would be no need to go to such trouble."
In fact, he had already had the idea of using Legilimency to search Lockhart's memory after listening to Lockhart's story.
But in the story told by Lockhart, Tesla, as a younger generation, adheres to the pride and principles of being a vampire and does not suck the blood of innocent people.
Dracula was a little touched by Tesla's behavior, so he insisted on his principles a little bit——
Instead of directly forcibly occupying Lockhart's memory, he tricked Lockhart into using the Oblivion Curse first, and then backfired his brain with a millennium-long memory capacity that ordinary wizards could not bear.
This may seem like doing it directly, but it makes Dracula feel happier.
Therefore, Dracula deliberately spread his wings in the sky above the Danube River to let Lockhart recognize his vampire identity.
After recognizing the vampire's identity, Lockhart would of course worry about his own safety, and in a panic, he would choose to rise up and resist... and then of course he would be killed by the Earl, who had already seen through everything.
"Hello."
Lockhart's voice rose.
Dracula looked at Lockhart and found that he was sitting on the ground with a confused look on his face, looking up at the front with dull eyes.
"This place is really remote, isn't it?" he asked. "Do you live here alone?"
"No." Dracula raised his eyebrows with interest. He felt that Lockhart, who had lost his memory, became more pleasing to the eye. "What can you remember now, Mr. Lockhart?"
"Mr. Lockhart, is this my name?" Lockhart showed an affable expression, "Oh, let me think about it, I vaguely remember that I am a professional liar... Hey, lying is not a good thing. Did I remember something wrong..."
"Forget it if you can't remember, Mr. Lockhart." Dracula chuckled, "If you believe me, just follow me."
"Of course, you look like a good and upright person." Lockhart looked honest.
So Dracula grabbed Lockhart by the collar, spread his wings again and flew into the sky.
He followed the direction found in Lockhart's memory, kept identifying the direction, and flew towards the mountain forest where Robert lived in seclusion.
Lockhart hung beneath Dracula's hand, the cold air blowing through his hair.
"It's amazing! It's amazing! It's like magic!" he kept shouting.
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Robert's residence was not far from the previous hill.
After a while, Dracula retracted his wings and landed in a wooden house that looked very simple, but was also exquisitely repaired.
Not far from the wooden house there is a green lettuce field. An old man was holding a sickle, cutting off the lettuce seedlings one by one, and putting them into the basket woven behind his back.
The old man's face looked very vicissitudes of life, covered with deep and shallow wrinkles, his hands were very rough, and the gaps between his nails were filled with black soil. His clothes were also very simple and shabby, and there was a dirty towel hanging around his neck, which he used to wipe his sweat from time to time.
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He seemed to be just an old farmer, with no trace of his former glory as a Serbian Auror captain.
Seemingly catching a glimpse of Dracula and Lockhart next to the wooden house, the old man straightened up and stepped out of the ground.
"Are you... wizards?" He looked at the robes worn by the two of them, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "It's really rare. Very few wizards come to such a remote place."
"Hello, Mr. Robert." Dracula looked at the old man who was friends with vampires curiously, and pointed to Lockhart beside him, "Do you know this guy?"
The old man took off the vegetable basket from behind and placed it lightly at his feet, then turned his head to look at Lockhart.
Lockhart showed an amiable expression at the right time.
"I've never seen it before." He looked at Lockhart's face covered with dry soil and asked doubtfully, "Is he also a vegetable grower?"
"Ah, it turns out I grow vegetables!" Lockhart showed an expression of sudden realization.
"Shut your mouth first." Dracula twitched the corners of his mouth and directly connected Lockhart's lips. "Don't worry about this fool for now. I want to ask if you still remember what you have." Friends?"
"What kind of friends can a bad old man like me have?" He patted the dirt on his hands and shook his head indifferently, "My friends either died in a duel with the dark wizard, or they were too old and left before me. I am now alone and have nothing to worry about."
"I understand." Dracula was silent for a moment and then said.
Then he said goodbye to Robert and took Lockhart away from the forest where Robert lived in seclusion.
"What two strange wizards." Robert looked at the two people leaving, shook his head inexplicably, turned around and continued to harvest his lettuce.
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Dracula walked quietly by the Danube River, and Lockhart followed him with an honest face, constantly signaling to Dracula, trying to break the spell on his mouth.
However, Dracula found his constant questioning annoying and ignored him.
He realized that Robert's memory of the vampire Tesla had been completely erased, and even the memory of meeting Lockhart had disappeared.
It has to be said that Lockhart is indeed very proficient in the use of the Forgetting Curse. Judging from Robert's performance, there is no sign that he has been brainwashed by the Forgetting Curse on a large scale. His behavior was extremely normal, and he seemed to have no sequelae.
Under such circumstances, if Robert's erased memories were forced into his mind, it would probably only cause more harm to him.
Dracula turned to look at the culprit who caused this incident with some irritation, only to see that he was still pointing his finger at his mouth with an innocent face, gesturing for Dracula to help him untie it.
Dracula snapped his fingers boredly.
"Ah - I can finally speak!"
Lockhart opened his mouth wide and shouted with emotion, so angry that Dracula almost stopped sticking it on him.
Lockhart then asked with admiration: "Was this magic just now? Did I meet a magician?"
"There's another thing. I wasn't originally a liar, right?" he said. "I know it's wrong to be a liar. I must be a vegetable farmer!"
Dracula rubbed his brow helplessly and sealed Lockhart's mouth again.
How could there be such an annoying wizard? He was actually able to give people the urge to beat him up regardless of whether he had lost his memory or not.
At this moment, Dracula's eyes suddenly moved.
He quickly took out the moonlight crystal ball from his pocket and looked towards the center of the ball——
I saw that the dark moon that was previously exuding a dull light had been soaked in blood and completely turned into a blood moon! An extremely ferocious aura quickly spread to the surroundings as the bloody moonlight shone!
Dracula disappeared instantly.
On the bank of the Danube River where he was originally, Lockhart looked at the empty scene except for himself and scratched his head in confusion, not knowing what happened...
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Romania, Brown Castle.
This magnificent castle is located in central and western Romania, 30 kilometers away from Brasov.
In the eyes of Muggles, this was a building started by the King of Hungary in 1377 as a fortification against the Turks. Now Brown Castle has been transformed by the Muggle regime into a history and art museum, displaying classic objects from various periods.
But those are all appearances, things outside the magical world.
In addition to Brown's Castle, there is also Dracula's Castle in Romania, which has been cast an unplottable curse and is impregnable as well as countless protective spells. It is also surrounded by a wide range of Muggle expulsion spells.
This is a spell used to protect Muggles.
Because there are a large number of low-level vampires here, they will not show any mercy to those powerless Muggles. Once someone approaches, they will be targeted by the hungry vampires and become their delicacies.
There is a mysterious room in Brown Castle, where senior vampires from Dracula's Castle are often stationed, in order to introduce visitors from the magical world into the real vampire territory.
Arthur Weiss and Molly Weiss sent the crystal ball to Brown Castle.
The senior vampire on duty there received the crystal ball and immediately sent it back to the main tower of Dracula's castle.
However, when Dracula arrived, the room in Brown Castle was empty.
Realizing the seriousness of the matter, he apparated again and came to the real Dracula's castle——
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Few people know that Count Dracula was born in Romania.
Brad Dracula was originally born in a very prominent aristocratic family in Romania in the 10th century AD. His father was a grand duke at the time, with a high reputation and a powerful army.
However, Dracula was never interested in ordinary things such as inheriting a title or learning aristocratic etiquette. He was only curious about some magical things that happened to him.
He was gifted and taught himself many methods to apply this magical power.
Later, a wizard named Salazar Slytherin traveled to Romania. He tells Dracula that this magical thing is called magic.
A sudden infectious disease swept across the territory of Dracula's father at that time. Almost all the population in the territory lost their lives to the infectious disease, and even the Duke was not spared.
However, Dracula is still alive and well, becoming a rare survivor.
At the same time, his physique began to mutate, and he gradually became different from normal people - he loved the dark night, the moonlight, was obsessed with the taste of blood, and lost interest in ordinary food...
The dukedom was sparsely populated and its troops were scarce, so this area was targeted by other knights.
And Dracula has no interest in competing with those ordinary people for territory.
So he used magic to protect Dracula's castle from the Muggles. After doing this, he went to Scotland with his friend Slytherin, taking most of the wealth left by Duke Dracula and the army willing to follow him.
The Grand Duke of Scotland welcomed Dracula's arrival and gave him the title of earldom in Scotland and a large area of land.
This is the story of the birth of Count Dracula.
Things became familiar later on, and Slytherin made three more friends, all of whom were very talented wizards.
These four wizards with lofty ideals want to create a magic school to teach young wizards who have awakened their magical talents to use their powers and protect wizards from the persecution of wizards by early Muggles.
Dracula Kang generously leased a large area of territory to them for a period of one thousand years, starting in 991 AD and ending in 1991.
The school was named Hogwarts.
As for the Dracula Castle that was sealed by Dracula with magic, it later became a pure land exclusively for vampires——
Since the end of the infectious disease that spread throughout the country, many people whose bodies have been changed have appeared in Romania one after another. They have become vampires with a physique similar to Dracula.
This kind of people are different from those vampires born from the grave. They have the ability to control their desire to eat and do not rely on instinct. In addition, they can often have magic power gradually generated in their bodies, so they can use magic like other magical creatures. My own innate magic.
All these unique beings, including Dracula, are called advanced vampires, and they also have another more pleasant name - vampires.
As vampires, they are not afraid of sunlight, garlic, silver utensils and other items like low-level vampires, but they only have some disgust towards these things.
In addition, I don’t know whether it’s because their physiques are not compatible enough, or because Dracula is the closest to the source of the infection. No other vampire has ever had such powerful magic power as Dracula, let alone him. That way you can control a complete dark moon.
As the most powerful vampire, Dracula gathered these newly born and still very weak beings in Dracula's castle, using magic to ensure that they would not be captured and hunted by vampire hunters.
As time goes by, Dracula's Castle gradually becomes a holy place for the vampire family!
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Dracula's Castle is located on a steep mountain peak and is extremely majestic. Different from the white-walled Brown Castle, the walls of this castle are as dark as ink. Occasionally, bats spread their wings and fly out from the walls. It is eerie and gives people a deep sense of depression.
The castle seems to have always been shrouded in clouds, and a piece of mist gently covers the jagged city wall, making it softer. However, the suffocating feeling and strong pressure still make it difficult for the creatures passing by.
But the things surrounding the castle weren't even living things.
When Dracula arrived at Dracula's Castle, which he had not seen for a long time, he saw this scene——
Countless Inferi filled the outside of the cloud-shrouded castle, gathering together in a disorderly manner, densely covering the entire mountainside, foot of the mountain, and the plains extending far and far downwards.
However, there was almost no sound among such a large group of Inferi. There was only the sound of stiff, rotten, and smelly Inferi's feet dragging on the ground, which was particularly harsh.
Suddenly, a loud wolf howl burst out from the leading position of the Inferi group.
Next, the silent scene was broken, and the howls of wolves spread one after another in the dark formation, bringing an atmosphere even more eerie and eerie than the pitch-black Dracula's castle.
Dracula frowned and appeared silently on the outermost wall of the castle.
"What's going on?" He casually walked up to the vampire and asked.
The vampire's face was very nervous, and he stared at the group of Inferi under the city wall without blinking. After hearing the question, he said without looking back:
"Don't you know? Master Alcatel discovered that there were many inferi in the werewolf tribe two months ago. I don't know what happened specifically. Because werewolves have never been a big threat to our vampire tribe, so she just let us More vigilance and no more response.”
"But maybe Mr. Alcatel didn't expect that there would be so many of those Inferi. And they would actually be controlled by werewolves!"
After saying this, the vampire realized something was wrong and asked: "Where are you? If you are not on duty at your post, what are you doing here to ask questions?"
He turned his head and looked at Dracula.
Dracula crossed his arms and looked at him with a chuckle.
The next moment, his face showed shock at first, and then a look of extreme fanaticism appeared on his face, and he knelt heavily on one knee on the ground.
"Lord Dracula!"
"Get up, don't worry about me." Dracula shook his head gently, "Just be on duty as you did just now, don't let your guard down."
As he spoke, he walked slowly along the city wall, looking thoughtfully at the werewolves and inferi under the city wall.
At this moment, a young female voice suddenly came from the sky——
"Are you finally willing to come back, Lord Earl?"
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