Chapter 312 - 312 It’s time to end

Chapter 312: Chapter 312 It's time to end

Slytherin's statue told Dracula a lot about Horcruxes and the Grim Reaper, which were the results of his lifelong research as the founder of the great Slytherin Academy.

Dracula remained silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

"If you hadn't come to see me, I would have told you these things a long time ago." Slytherin said with some complaints, "I exist as a statue for this matter, you really made me wait for a long time!"

"So, you have been waiting to tell me these things all these years?" Dracula glanced at Slytherin's statue and said thoughtfully, "Could it be that..."

An amazing idea emerged in his mind -

"Could it be that you want me to fulfill your wish to replace the Grim Reaper for you?" Dracula's eyes shrank suddenly.

"Ah, you are indeed my good friend. You really understand what I mean!" Slytherin stroked his stiff beard and said with satisfaction, "Of course, it depends on your own ideas."

"Don't I know you? Unless something can completely arouse your interest, no one can convince you."

Dracula raised his eyebrows in surprise and stared into Slytherin's eyes.

Slytherin also stared at Dracula with meaningful gray stone eyes.

"I am indeed a little interested... Tell me in detail?" After a moment, Dracula suddenly laughed happily, "It has been difficult to find any fun in the magic world in recent years. It might be more interesting to be a so-called god of death."

Slytherin's two stone palms slapped suddenly, making a crisp sound.

"Okay! I knew you would be interested!" He said happily, "The conditions for replacing the god of death are actually very harsh. The first point is to collect all three Deathly Hallows!"

Dracula was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a thought-provoking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"What's wrong? Do you think it's difficult?" Slytherin saw Dracula's expression and comforted him, "Don't worry. Although it is difficult for a wizard like me to collect all three mysterious Deathly Hallows in just a hundred years, you are different..."

"Brad, you have countless time. As long as you pay more attention, you will be able to collect all the Deathly Hallows sooner or later! So you don't have to worry about it at all."

"I'm not worried." Dracula shook his head with a smile, "I just... suddenly want to laugh."

"Want to laugh? You are such a strange guy." Slytherin looked at Dracula with a strange look, and continued, "We must have the protection of the three Deathly Hallows to exert our original strength in the world where the God of Death is-"

"The place where the God of Death is has a great suppression on the people in the world. The energy there It will limit the flow of magic, affect the clarity of the mind, and continue to erode our bodies. "

"The Deathly Hallows can resist this: the Elder Wand can restore the flow of magic, the Resurrection Stone can protect the holder's mind, and the Invisibility Cloak can resist the continuous erosion of the outside world... These functions may not be seen in the world, but they will become extremely obvious in the realm of the God of Death."

"According to rumors, this is a product specially created by the three Peverell brothers to fight against the God of Death after they had a conflict with the God of Death... But before the three of them had time to gather the three Deathly Hallows in one person's hand, they were divided and broken by the God of Death."

"In the end, only Ingnotus Peverell, who had the Invisibility Cloak, escaped the pursuit of the God of Death, but he was no longer able to fight back, and finally could only pin this hope on future generations..."

Hearing Slytherin's story, Dracula fell into deep thought.

According to Slytherin, replacing the God of Death has almost become an inevitable thing.

First of all, Dracula is indeed very interested in this legendary character in the magic world, and when he went from the Death Hall in the Department of Mysteries to the world of the God of Death, he did have a grudge with the God of Death, so it is quite reasonable for him to take revenge;

Secondly, many of Dracula's friends, descendants and other close people need someone to guide their souls-

Dumbledore wants to go to the Lost Realm at the cost of his own life to guide Harry back; Helena Ravenclaw, as a ghost soul, needs the power of the God of Death to guide her to salvation; even Andros's soul attached to the Patronus can be said to have nowhere to go and no home...

If Dracula can replace the God of Death, then these problems can be solved.

"By the way, there is one more thing." Slytherin suddenly added, "I think there is something you may need."

He pointed to the corner, where there was a scepter that Dracula had just kicked aside.

"See that walking stick? Actually, it's Herbo's Horcrux... Herbo thought he had disguised it well and put it in his warehouse like an ordinary collection. But I recognized it at a glance."

The old lady raised her head and looked at Dracula, who was smiling faintly outside the door, with turbid eyes. She looked a little confused at first, and then the turbidity in her sight seemed to disappear instantly, and she looked at Dracula with wide eyes.

"You... who are you?"

"Long time no see, Bathilda." Dracula chuckled.

"Is it really you, Mr. Dracula?" Bathilda Bashat asked in surprise, "I can't believe you are still the same as you were more than a hundred years ago..."

Bathilda Bashat was also a member of Nicolas Flamel's Phoenix Embellishment Book more than a hundred years ago, and had an internship at the Alchemy Association for a period of time.

At that time, Nicolas Flamel was only more than 400 years old and had not yet completely retired. He would go to the Alchemy Association from time to time to stroll around and give advice to young people; Dracula would often go with him to see if there was anything new.

It was at that time that Dracula met the young Bathilda Bashat.

"Well, Bathilda, Nico told me that Albus is staying at your place recently, right?" Dracula asked, "If he hadn't mentioned that Grindelwald was also staying at your place, I wouldn't have thought that Grindelwald was actually your great-nephew."

"Ah, you mean Gellert, he seems to be getting along well with Albus recently." Bathilda Bashat said with a smile, "They were both young and energetic guys back then, but now they are both old men with white hair... Only Mr. Dracula is still the same as before."

"Okay, I won't reminisce with you for now." Dracula interrupted her memories with a smile and said, "I have something to do with Albus."

"Oh! I almost forgot it's raining outside." Bashat opened the door, "Come in!"

Dracula followed her into the living room, and his eyes were attracted by a bow-shaped chest of drawers behind many candles.

There were many photos on the chest of drawers, and after the candle flames jumped up, the reflections flickered in the glass and silver frames of the photos.

In a photo at the back, there are two young men with high spirits, one with blond hair and the other with red hair. They stand together and smile lazily at Dracula in the silver frame.

Dracula picked up the photo.

"Good evening, Professor Dracula."

In the living room, Dumbledore, with white hair, came over and greeted Dracula.

Dumbledore seemed a little surprised to see the photo in Dracula's hand.

"Oh, this seems to be a photo from a long time ago." He said, "Professor Dracula seems to be very interested in it?"

"This golden-haired man should be Grindelwald, right?" Dracula asked with interest, "I saw him in the Mirror of Erised in front of you five years ago... Tsk, you two have a really good relationship."

"Ahem..." Dumbledore almost choked on his own saliva and coughed twice, "Professor Dracula, it's not a good habit to peek into other people's privacy... and that was a long time ago."

Suddenly, another white-haired figure walked out of the house.

"Dracula, what did you just say?" Grindelwald asked, with a strange light flashing in his eyes, "You mean, in Albus's Mirror of Erised..."

"Gellert, this matter is not important!" Dumbledore interrupted him abruptly and changed the subject, "Instead of being curious about these trivial matters, I suggest you go back to the house and continue to study the Deathly Hallows."

Grindelwald looked at him, and the expression on his face became very playful.

"Is that so? I understand." He smiled happily and said to Dumbledore, "Alas, when will you change your stubbornness, Albus?"

Dumbledore had a blank expression on his face, and ignored Grindelwald's thoughts at all, but looked directly at Dracula.

"Professor Dracula, what is the matter with you coming to see me this time?" he asked.

"To be precise, I came here not only to find you, but also to find him."

Dracula glanced at Grindelwald, "There is a way to solve Potter's problem, and to deal with the threat of Voldemort... But I need some help from you two..."

"In addition, I need to borrow the three Deathly Hallows for a while."

"It's time to put an end to all these troubles."