Hogwarts: I am Voldemort.

Chapter 428 The Bottom Line
"We can overcome, His Majesty the Dark Lord. I think you know that all the blood of the Dracula faction comes from money transactions. We have done well." Count Dracula said looking up at Voldemort.

From his face, it was not difficult to see his persistence, but Voldemort still didn't immediately agree.

"I know a werewolf who, relying on empathy, restrained his cruel instinct very well, but he still suffered from it on a full moon night."

Voldemort shook his head and said, then looked at Count Dracula, "Maybe you need to find another way instead of relying on me."

This was the most obvious refusal, and Count Dracula showed an unbelievable look on his face.

The same expression appeared on the face of Count Nosferatu standing beside him.

The two proud vampires couldn't figure out why Voldemort refused.

"Why?" Count Nosferatu asked almost without hesitation, "Why did you reject Count Dracula? The wealth and power behind him must be helpful to you."

His doubts were also those of Count Dracula, and even Luna and Neville's doubts.

All four were surprised by Voldemort's decision, which seemed so un-Voldemort.

"I am walking on a difficult and tortuous road, Count Nosferatu, I must choose my teammates carefully, because it not only represents responsibility and obligation, even under certain circumstances, they will determine success or failure The essential."

Voldemort gave his reasons, but the four obviously felt that the reasons were far-fetched.

"I want to hear the truth, Your Majesty the Dark Lord, if your concerns are indeed something we cannot change, we will accept everything calmly, and if we change, we will definitely work hard to do so." Count Dracula said.

Voldemort rubbed his cane, then pushed the monocle, hesitated for a moment and said: "Because it is not equivalent, Count Dracula, on the day the [International Statute of Secrecy] is broken, Muggles will consider us.

"Of course, this is a process of mutual consideration.

"And in the process, they won't feel that wizards are different, but vampires are, so..."

The words are not exhaustive, but the meaning is obvious enough.

Muggles accept wizards because they are human beings, albeit somewhat extraordinary.

But vampires are different, they are already another species, they must be boycotted by Muggles.

In other words, Voldemort's refusal stemmed from not wanting to bear unnecessary responsibilities.

"But you are going to marry a vampire. If your wife is a vampire, they will still feel..."

"No, that's different."

Before Count Dracula could finish speaking, Voldemort interrupted him.

"I accepted Dani because of the promise I made. I think it's a good quality."

"Just like I never told Count Nosferatu that I want to get help other than what I can give in return, there are only transactions between us, not allies."

Voldemort's words were rather ruthless, but no one was surprised.

The Dark Lord is not called that because he looks black, he is black at heart.

"But you are still insisting on your good qualities, aren't you?" Count Dracula said as if grasping at a straw, "Can't it be for us, or for Dany..."

"Do not."

Voldemort refused without hesitation, "I insist on keeping my promise for the sake of a longer-term benefit. Even a bad person must have qualities that others can recognize, and I just choose to promise."

Perhaps only Voldemort can do it so utilitarianly as "keep the promise".

But this set of real villain's remarks made people feel more at ease.

At least Luna and Neville, who had lived beside Voldemort for a long time, nodded in approval.

"If I insist, Your Majesty the Dark Lord, you know that the Dracula faction is different from the other two factions. We have both strong individual strength and the resources of the Muggle world. We can contribute all of these, just ask... "

"There's still something to ask for, isn't it?"

Voldemort interrupted Count Dracula with a smile, stepped forward to help him up and said, "I must be careful about promises, Count Dracula, because that is the only way for a bad man to reach an agreement with all parties.

"But to be honest, it's difficult for me to make a certain promise on the matter of the living space of vampires, because in the foreseeable future, wizards and Muggles will definitely use this as an issue at the negotiating table. I don't want to have such a situation. Luo Lan."

These words are thorough enough that Count Dracula really has nothing more to say.

Count Nosferatu's face was a little puzzled, and he said to Count Dracula with some anger: "Perhaps you can learn from the Nosferatu faction and live on a closed mountain. It's safe."

"That's not safe."

Count Dracula said with a wry smile, "Muggles have a weapon that can directly destroy a mountain. Compared with this method, I think it is safer to hide among Muggles like the Monte Cristo faction."

His words stunned Count Nosferatu, who frowned and said, "Blow up a mountain, aren't you joking?"

The Count of Monte Cristo nodded vigorously, indicating that it was not a joke.

Count Nosferatu still didn't believe it. He looked at Voldemort, hoping to get confirmation from him.

"Learn about the history of World War II. Japan was visited twice by the 'little boy'. Two cities cannot be said to be razed to the ground, but the power is indeed powerful." Voldemort said with a shrug.

"Do wizards have a way to deal with it?" Count Nosferatu asked with a frown.

"That's not a good method. Excessive use will also cause great harm to Muggles. If you play it off, this planet will be destroyed."

Count Nosferatu's eyes widened in surprise at Voldemort's words.

This old guy who hadn't left Mount Oregino for hundreds of years, because of Voldemort's words, had the idea of ​​going outside for a walk.

"I have a few filings for this, but to be honest, once the war starts, I don't think those filings are effective enough. You know, human beings are an emotional creature, and many times we simply can't control ourselves."

Voldemort's words were a little pessimistic, but that was what he saw.

"It's just that it doesn't suck blood, but it may be dirtier, right?" Count Nosferatu answered in a bitter voice, not knowing what he had experienced before to say that.

"Almost, but at least they can be hypocritical, and vampires can't." Voldemort said jokingly.

Count Nosferatu shrugged in agreement.

"If we are loyal, what is the bottom line of your promise?" Count Dracula asked without giving up.

"The bottom line?"

Voldemort thought about it seriously, and said, "Perhaps we can only guarantee that your race will not be extinct. After all, I will marry a vampire."

This was a bit of a joke. He didn't think the other party would pay a lot for it, but he obviously underestimated Count Dracula's determination.

"If you can promise to ensure that the blood of the Dracula faction will not be cut off, we are still willing to give everything."

Count Dracula said unexpectedly, and knelt down on one knee again.

Count Nosferatu, who was standing beside him, looked at the same kind beside him with a look of surprise.

That look seemed to say:
Count Dracula, are you crazy?

(End of this chapter)