Chapter 89 I have a dream
“So you easily booked Tesla’s vacation?”
In the gloomy reception hall of Dracula's castle, Selina was lying on a tall Gothic chair and asked with some dissatisfaction.
"Yeah, don't you think his story is very touching?" Dracula sat casually on the long table in the center of the hall and glanced at Selina on the Gothic chair, "Besides, I remember this This chair seems to be my thing, why did you occupy it?"
"Who asked you to be the hands-off shopkeeper?" Serena rolled her eyes, "If you agree to come back to manage the castle, then I will return your chair to you immediately."
"Forget it, I'll give you the chair." Dracula decisively abandoned his chair, shook his head and refused, "Actually, sitting on the table is quite comfortable."
"Of course, compared to the table, I still prefer to sit on the windowsill with a wider view."
He looked at the empty long table and felt that something was missing behind him.
So Dracula's figure disappeared from the table in an instant, and the next moment, he appeared on the tall window sill on the side of the conference hall.
He sat on the spacious window sill, leaning against the glass that was dark enough to block the sun. He took out a glass of red wine in his hand and shook it gently.
"What happened to the wizard who erased the memory of Tesla's wizard friend and later turned into a fool?" Serena turned her head and glanced at Dracula by the window, and asked helplessly, " His experience on the banks of the Danube sounds pretty pathetic."
"Yeah, but this can be regarded as the punishment he deserves."
"I didn't do anything to Lockhart." Dracula shook his head. "I thought about it and gave him to Dumbledore. As for the troublesome things like exposing his crimes, I still left it to Dumbledore." Let professionals like Lido handle it.”
"Whether he spends the rest of his life in Azkaban or St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies has nothing to do with me."
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the reception hall.
"come in."
Serena immediately adjusted her posture from lying on the seat to a dignified posture, and at the same time she did not forget to look back at Dracula, hoping that he could show some image of a vampire leader.
However, even after more than a hundred years, Serena still looks a little childish. Her so-called solemn posture was, at best, a bit formal, without any sense of majesty or solemnity.
As for Dracula, he has managed Dracula's Castle for hundreds of years and does not need to rely on his usual majestic image to bring awe to his subordinates.
The reason why he is respected by all vampires is because of his real strength and his achievements in taking in many vampires.
Therefore, Dracula had no idea of sitting upright like Selina. Instead, he changed to a more comfortable position, slumped on the window sill, and sipped wine lazily.
Outside the door of the conference hall, two high-level vampires walked in.
They stretched out their hands seriously, pressed down a tall man in ragged clothes, and pushed him to Serena's goth chair.
"Werewolf?" Dracula glanced at the man, and immediately became interested when he saw the dense scratches on his clothes and the hair on his face that was slightly surprising to ordinary people.
This is a middle-aged man with a pale face and an angular face.
He has light brown hair with a lot of gray hair mixed in, making him look a bit old. His clothes were shabby and patched. It can be seen that this werewolf does not belong to the upper echelon of werewolves like Fenrir, and lives in a very poor life.
"You are right, Lord Dracula!" One of the senior vampires stepped forward, knelt on one knee in front of the long table, and said respectfully to Serena and Dracula, "We are under Dracula's Castle. While patrolling, I found this werewolf sneaking around to explore our castle, so I captured him."
"But what's a little strange is that he didn't resist our arrest. Instead, he told us that he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix and wanted to meet you."
"Order of the Phoenix?" Dracula raised his eyebrows and looked at the unassuming werewolf, "Are you talking about Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix? The society he formed to fight against Voldemort?"
"It's the Order of the Phoenix, Count Dracula." The pale werewolf nodded, "My name is Remus Lupin. Two months ago, Dumbledore noticed that Fenrir Greyback There was something strange about him, so I was asked to lurk in the werewolf group he led to find out the news."
"A few days ago, I learned from Fenrir's direct subordinates that the Inferi obtained by Fenrir were summoned by a mysterious man to help Fenrir conquer the werewolf tribe in Romania. In return, Fenrir Agree to the mysterious man’s request to attack Dracula’s castle.”
Dracula drank the wine in the goblet and then jumped down from the window sill.
"Well, it's quite complete, but it's a bit late." He chuckled and said, "I have personally learned about this from Greyback's memory. Voldemort knew that these Inferi would not do anything to him. What kind of threat do I pose? I just want to send cannon fodder to make me sick."
"But he may not know that these brainless things are not even trouble."
Lupine looked surprised.
"Don't you know? The Wolf King has become our prisoner and is now being held in a big dog cage." Dracula raised his hand and gestured to the two senior vampires, "Let him go. He didn't look like he was looking for trouble."
"Cough cough cough, don't move yet!" Serena suddenly coughed a few times pretending to be serious.
The two senior vampires froze in place, looking at Selina on the left and Dracula on the right, not knowing who to listen to.
Serena turned back and glared at Dracula, as if to say that she was now the administrator of the castle.
Dracula shook his head with a smile, took a step back, and made a "please" gesture.
Serena nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, you can let him go!" She said seriously.
The two high-level vampires twitched their mouths, mentally complaining about the two people's clearly the same orders, while doing their best to untie Lupine's restraints one by one.
"Okay, you can go out." Serena said, "We will interrogate this werewolf alone."
When the two senior vampires left, Lupine moved his sore shoulders and looked at Dracula.
"Professor Dracula, Dumbledore asked me to bring you a letter." He carefully took out a well-preserved envelope from his pocket and said solemnly, "But I must ensure that everyone present is trustworthy. of!"
"Hey, what do you mean, you werewolf!" Serena was unhappy with this statement and walked over to snatch the envelope from Lupine's hand.
However, Lupine pulled out his wand and looked at Dracula with a questioning look.
"Show it to her, no problem." Looking at Serena's fierce eyes, Dracula nodded helplessly, "What kind of shameful content can Dumbledore write, and why should he be so closely guarded?"
"Forget it, I don't care to watch it." Serena wrinkled her nose and sat back on the gothic chair, "Maybe there is something wrong between you two. If I You might feel uncomfortable after looking at it.”
Dracula pulled two black lines down his face and slapped Serena on the head, "At such a young age, what are you thinking about all day long?"
"When you wanted me to help you manage the castle, you said I was over a hundred years old and a big girl who could take care of myself." Serena held her head in frustration and retorted, "Then it's time to educate me. , started calling me 'young' again. I think you just bully me but I can't beat you!"
Dracula put his hand on his forehead.
He felt that he couldn't deal with this cheap daughter, so he silently turned his attention to the letter in his hand, pretending that he didn't hear her words.
The envelope had a very good texture and seemed to be made of the same parchment as the Hogwarts admission notice. It had the words "From Professor Dracula" written on it.
Opening the envelope, there was a small note inside.
Unlike the nice texture of the envelope, the note was very sloppy and looked like it had been ripped out of a student's cheat sheet.
There are very few words on the note, just one sentence——
"Harry Potter may have become half of Voldemort's Horcrux by coincidence!"
Dracula's eyes widened instantly, thoughts racing in his mind.
Can a living human being be made into a Horcrux? The despicable Haierbo didn't dare to do this back then, right?
He had to admit that this young man Voldemort was indeed quite courageous.
If Dumbledore hadn't made a mistake in judgment, would he have to kill Potter first if he wanted to kill Voldemort?
This doesn't seem appropriate. After all, Potter is an innocent man, and such unscrupulous behavior is not even allowed by Serena's vampire code of conduct.
Dracula thought about it for a long time and decided not to think about it.
Just leave this kind of nerve-wracking matter to Dumbledore. What he would rather do is beat Voldemort every time he sees him!
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Suddenly, Dracula saw sparks suddenly appear around the note in his hand, and it spontaneously ignited.
Dracula frowned, and a white flame appeared in his hand, suppressing the sparks that ignited on the note without damaging the note at all.
...and then he burned the note to ashes himself.
Dracula was very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's desire to burn the things in his hands. That means - I can throw it away myself, but others can never take it away!
"Why do you have to burn a secret that can't be seen by anyone?" Serena looked over and asked suspiciously, "Is there really something ulterior between the two of you?"
Dracula slapped Selina on the head again.
"Go and write down your 'Dracula Castle Regulations' and 'Vampire Code of Conduct', don't stay here all day without learning from them!"
"Oh." Serena curled her lips, took out her little notebook from her pocket, and secretly added another entry at the end -
"Nothing Dracula says can be trusted!"
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Dracula didn't pay attention to Selina's little movements, but turned his attention to Lupine, who stood there awkwardly for a long time.
"Remus Lupin, right?" he asked, "Since you are here, you can help me explain as a werewolf why Greyback and those werewolves want to join Voldemort's camp? "
He wanted to know what the werewolf was thinking.
"Actually, this is not difficult to answer." Lupine sighed and explained softly, "The situation of werewolves has always been very difficult. Because werewolves are uncontrollable and contagious, most wizards avoid us like snakes and scorpions."
"For example, when I revealed my identity as a werewolf, I couldn't find even the most menial job."
"You can tell it from my clothes, can't you?" Lu Ping pointed to his clothes and smiled to himself,
"And Fenrir is a werewolf among werewolves. He completely abandoned his humanity a long time ago and is driven by a mentality he calls animal hedonism. He likes to attack people, especially children, and uses his cruelty to Act for fun.”
"After transforming other wizards into werewolves, he dragged these people into the same situation as him - being looked down upon and having difficulty surviving. So most of these transformed werewolves would choose to join his team and bully others. Humanity, expand the number of werewolves, and thus take revenge on the entire society."
"When they learned about the mysterious man's desire to rule the magical world, they naturally recognized this brutal rule and simply joined the ranks of Death Eaters."
"After all, the werewolves don't have Dracula's Castle to provide shelter."
At the end of the sentence, Lupine looked at Dracula in front of him with deep envy in his eyes.
Dracula gently shook the empty goblet in his hand and fell silent.
"He's right." Serena suddenly said, "Although we are all classified as 'human', we vampires actually also encountered unfair treatment like werewolves. A few decades ago, few people There are vampires who can live peacefully in wizarding society."
"That is to say, Dracula's Castle gave all vampires a place to stay and standardized the behavior and habits of low-level vampires. In addition, the emergence of star vampire singers like Lorcan Deis later made vampires more popular among wizards. The image within the group has become slightly friendlier.”
"So I think I was right in taking in those low-level vampires, what do you think...Father?"
Serena looked at Dracula and said seriously.
Dracula also looked at Serena deeply, and then laughed softly, "Well, you did the right thing. I didn't think carefully before."
In such an atmosphere, something seemed to be brewing in Dracula's eyes.
He turned his gaze to Lupine and gave him a strange expression.
"If you can't find a job..." Dracula smiled strangely, "Mr. Lupin, do you want to become the next Wolf King?"
Lupine's eyes widened in shock.
"No, I can't!" He hurriedly refused, "I'm not the material to be the wolf king at all, and I've always been ostracized by the werewolf tribe..."
"Don't refuse in a hurry." Dracula seemed to have found another extremely interesting thing, and unconsciously exposed two sharp side teeth, with a burgundy light flowing in his eyes, "Let me ask you, Lupin, are you Don’t you want to make some contribution to the werewolves who are as lonely as you?”
"In other words, don't you want to change the impression of the werewolf family in the eyes of ordinary wizards? Don't you want to walk in Diagon Alley openly as a werewolf without being pointed at?"
"The vampire family has spent hundreds of years trying to do this, and so far it has only achieved half of it. So I ask you, can you stand up and lead the werewolf family to become the first place that is not discriminated against by the magic world? step?!"
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Lupine leaves Dracula's Castle.
When he left, his clothes were ragged, his hands were empty, and he didn't take away a single cloud.
But a seed was planted in his heart, a seed to fight for the werewolves who live a hard life one day without being discriminated against by others. This is a dream planted by Dracula in Lupine's heart.
He has a dream.
He dreamed that one day, in the tower of Hogwarts, children bitten by werewolves would be able to sit together with the descendants of ordinary wizards and talk about brotherhood.
He dreamed that one day, the valleys would rise and the mountains would descend; the rough and tortuous roads would become smooth, and the light would be revealed and shine on the world!
"You are really good at deceiving people." Serena looked at Dracula who poured herself another glass of bright red wine and was moistening his throat, and said in confusion, "And why do I always feel... you deceived him with those words?" It doesn’t seem like something you can say…”
"Of course, these are not my words." Dracula took a sip of red wine elegantly, "Lee Jordan, well, is a student I teach at Hogwarts, a pair of naughty black roommates. He had an assignment like this in his Muggle Studies class at Lake Nong."
"Professor Bubbaji was moved to tears at the time, and even put this homework on display in the professor's lounge. However, it was later exposed by another little wizard of Muggle origin, saying that it was a work by a man named Martin thirty years ago. Speeches given by Luther King’s people.”
"So it sounds like you had a good time as a school teacher?" Serena looked at him maliciously, "So you can leave all the trivial matters in Dracula's Castle to me with peace of mind. Right?"
"Ahem..." Dracula just took a sip of red wine, and then he was choked by Serena, "Why can you bring this back to this matter?"
"Hmph, you've even become a hands-off shopkeeper, why don't you allow me to complain?" Serena continued sarcastically.
"Okay, okay, as long as you can help me manage Dracula's castle well, you can complain as much as you want!" Dracula smiled helplessly and shrugged.
As he spoke, he placed the goblet casually on the table, held up a black parasol, and walked out the door.
"Let's go and clean up the battlefield again." Dracula said, "Let's see if there are any good things left undiscovered in last night's battle!"
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