Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

Dracula lazily got up from the armchair, walked to the office door, and stretched himself.

Then, he opened the door and walked out.

The door of the office did not know when it became a bridge between the world and the realm of death. When Dracula went out, he came directly to the death hall of the Department of Mysteries, behind which was the old stone arch.

The dark gray curtain is still gently swaying, but to Dracula, the world behind it has lost its original mystery, and has become a power he can control at will...

The previous Grim Reaper was originally a dark creature born in the world of death. It was not fundamentally different from those skeletal creatures trapped in the Blood River and Bone Mountain. They could not directly enter the present world, so they could only make troubles by beating around the bush for a long time. .

The birth of magical products such as ghosts and dementors is related to this.

It is precisely because of this that the previous Grim Reaper had strong hostility when he saw Dracula for the first time... Why can a purely dark creature be born in this world and have the ability to act in two worlds at the same time?

Of course, now he will never have the opportunity to retaliate against such a matter.

Dracula is too lazy to think about such boring things. Now he wants to fill in a small hole that has existed for several years in his future and past timeline...

The Hall of Death is still the same as before.

Dimly lit, square, and sunken in the very center of the stone arch, it looked like a great stone pit, about twenty feet deep; the stone steps encircled the whole room like stone benches, descending step by step, Every level is very steep.

Up there are several doors that lead to various other chambers of the Department of Mysteries.

Dracula stepped out, appeared in front of one of the doors, pushed open the door, and walked into a long and narrow rectangular room.

The place is full of constantly dancing lights, the whole room shines like a jewel, all kinds of time-related equipment completely fill the room, all kinds of pendulum clocks, quartz clocks, pocket watches, wrist watches and other clocks are displayed in various places. placed everywhere.

A few silent people were working indoors, but they didn't notice Dracula at all, and didn't even notice the slightest abnormality, and they were still devoted to the work of the Hall of Time.

Dracula walked right past one of the Reticent Men and came to the center of the Hall of Time.

There is a huge crystal jar shaped like a clock, and bright light comes from it from time to time.

The jar was shaped like a big clock, and inside it was constantly producing a dancing bright light - and in the crystal clear water inside it floated a small, jewel-bright egg.

And when the egg was lifted up in the bell jar by the bright stream of water, it broke open suddenly, and a tiny hummingbird emerged from it; It spreads its wings and soars on high places that are not covered by liquid.

But every time it wants to fall on the water to drink, its feathers are wetted by the water flow, and then it is magically brought back to the bottom of the jar and sealed again in its egg...

This process repeats itself over and over again.

The hummingbird in the jar is also constantly getting younger and younger, until it enters a pre-natal state, and then is born again from the egg and grows up again, and the cycle is endless...

"So this is the container that holds the energy of time, right?"

Dracula looked at the bird trapped in the time loop inside the bell jar with interest, and held up the time-turner in his hand.

This time-turner was snatched away from the Hall of Time in the third year of being a professor at Hogwarts... After all, the time-turner that always rubbed against Hermione Granger was not very authentic, and the time Energy is not enough.

"Come on, borrow some time energy and use it." He hooked his fingers casually, and part of the liquid in the bell-shaped jar was separated and poured into the hourglass of the time converter.

As soon as it enters the hourglass, the liquid condenses into sand and gradually fills the entire hourglass.

Immediately, Dracula flicked the hourglass, causing it to spin rapidly.

Each time-turner is cast with an hour-reversal spell by the Unspeakable Man in the Hall of Time, and every time the hourglass turns, the time will go back one hour.

And with the help of Dracula's fluctuations and sufficient time energy, the hourglass turned more than 2 times in the blink of an eye——

Dracula flew backwards in a time-reversal state, all kinds of fuzzy clouds and strange shapes flashed in front of his eyes, and there was something knocking in his ears.

He was a little impatient with the long time travel process, so he took a step forward, directly breaking through the flow of time, and instantly arrived at the time point he wanted to go.

In the summer of 1994, a quiet morning.

Dracula's figure is still in the shiny time hall of the Department of Mysteries, but the silent people around him have changed, and they all fainted on the ground.

Looking at the slightly messy surroundings, one can roughly see that a battle has just taken place here, but the battle seems to be one-sided, and the Silencer has no power to fight back.

It can be seen that a door on the side of the Time Hall is still open.

Behind that door, compared to the radiance of the Hall of Time, it looked particularly dark, and bursts of death breath came from the crack of the door.

This kind of death breath is very familiar to Dracula, but compared with the situation three years later, the current death energy is not completely under his control.

Dracula shrugged, and was about to walk towards the side door leading to the death hall, but just halfway there, he suddenly remembered something:

"Oh, I almost forgot, I have to hide my identity!"

He excitedly tapped his black and red robe with the Elder Wand, and the clothes changed into a gorgeous red cloak.

Dracula put the long hood on the back of the cloak on his head, and put on a pair of gloves of the same color on his hands, so that no trace of skin was exposed, and then walked into the door of the death hall with this appearance in satisfaction Inside.

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The Hall of Death was not empty at this time.

There was a vampire with fluttering silver hair, a black and red robe, and an unbelievably handsome vampire standing in the center of the depression in the death hall, about to step into the stone arch leading to the realm of death.

"You don't want to enter there at this time." Dracula said with interest.

Suddenly hearing Dracula's voice, Dracula three years ago stopped and turned around in surprise.

His expression was surprised at first, and then he became speechless.

"It's hard for me to imagine that I will be so bored one day." Dracula said with a strange expression three years ago, "Do you have to dress like this? Anyway, it's not that I don't know who you are."

Dracula looked at him with some amusement, finding this scene quite amusing.

He knew that he knew who he was in the past, but he still had to play the identity guessing game with him pretending not to know... Even Dracula knew exactly what the future would be, but he still had to go through it again.

It's surprisingly interesting!

"The form still needs to be changed." Dracula said happily.

"...You just want to be happy." Dracula three years ago put his hands on his chest and twitched his mouth, "Then tell me, why don't I want to enter there at this time? In fact, you You should know I'd rather go inside that archway."

"Not yet." Dracula imitated Dumbledore's Riddler-like way of speaking, and said vaguely.

"But why can't you speak clearly?" The corners of Dracula's mouth twitched three years ago, "I can't imagine that one day I will become a riddle man like you."

"There are so many things you can't think of!" Dracula laughed with great interest as he saw how shriveled he was in the past.

The next thing was the same as three years ago, the two were talking non-stop.

Taking advantage of the gap between chatting with his past self, Dracula quietly used the authority of the god of death to leave a mark on the eerie wooden wand.

This mark can not only help Dracula in the past slightly control the power of the previous God of Death, but also serve as a coordinate to help Dracula find his past position in the realm of death.

In fact, the latter function is the most important, because Dracula is fully aware that the past self will not be able to resist curiosity and suddenly step behind the curtain of the stone arch.

So he had to pull his past self back from that side in time to prevent the previous god of death from doing evil.

"So...what the hell is in here?" Dracula three years ago asked softly, looking at the gently swaying curtains on the stone arch.

"The curtain keeps fluttering without wind, because life in the world is dying every moment." Dracula explained casually, but knew in his heart that the critical moment was approaching.

"And in this space, the stone steps that gradually descend around the surroundings mean the gradual aging of life... Have you not figured it out yet? What kind of place is the world behind the arch?"

Dracula three years ago looked back, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that this archway is so important that it is worth me to find a way to go back in time to prevent myself from entering." Dracula in the past laughed, "But have you ever thought that the more people dissuade you, the more I I want to go in and have a look!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and stepped decisively into the dark gray curtain inside the arch.

Dracula watched this scene amusedly, and had no intention of stopping it at all.

It would be good to let the past self go to meet the god of death, at least the next time he seizes the position of the god of death, he will have some understanding of another world, so that his eyes will not be blackened.

It's just that Dracula three years ago thought that the future Dracula didn't react, so he let him enter the door, which is quite interesting.

Dracula snorted, and sat on a stone step bored, waiting for the moment when his past self tried to activate the teleportation magic and returned...

A few minutes later, Dracula snapped his fingers.

The authority of the god of death from the future invaded the veil on the stone arch, forcibly took away part of the power of the current god of death, and connected the present world with the dark moon in the realm of death——

The next moment, a dark moon appeared in the Death Hall of the Department of Mysteries.

Through the light and shadow of the dark moon, Dracula vaguely saw a tall skeleton face sitting majestically on a throne of bones, with an extremely astonished expression.

"Enjoy the time when you are still the god of death. In a few years, you should disappear from this position."

He smiled lightly and waved his hands to the god of death after the dark moon, welcoming himself three years ago back from another world...

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After dealing with the minor issues with the timeline, Dracula returns to the fall of 1996.

Although he went back to the past for a while, but three years later, not even a minute had passed, and Dumbledore and Grindelwald had just ended the battle not long ago.

Dracula thought for a moment, then stepped out first, and instantly appeared in the secret realm on the top of Mount Olympus.

The black air here has disappeared, but many ancient Greek buildings are scorched black, and there are many dilapidated ruins. It seems that the Fierce Fire just burned very violently.

"Andros, has Hai Erbo dealt with it?" Dracula shouted at the silver giant.

"It's resolved, hahaha... It's completely resolved!" Andros, who was wearing a wrap robe and half of his shoulders bare, walked out from the giant's chest, and laughed, "The grievances that have lasted for thousands of years have finally come to an end." It can be over!"

Andros looked extremely happy. Although the legendary invincible Andros had been happy since Dracula knew him, he had never been so happy as today.

The silver light of the patron saint of giants is unprecedentedly bright, as if possessing infinite power.

However, Andros' soul body has become extremely illusory, and it seems that it may disappear in this world at any time...

"All the faith and magical potential I owe to the Greek magic community can finally be returned to them." Andros smiled contentedly, "The future here will finally not be as withered as it is now."

The surrounding ancient buildings gradually turned into spots of light, and the space in the secret realm gradually fluctuated, ready to collapse at any time.

Andros smiled, his figure becoming more and more transparent.

"Andros, you have stayed in this world for too long." Dracula said softly, "If you just lose your power like this, you will become a weak remnant soul, unable to escape..."

"I can find two options for you - if you choose to stay, you will become a more stable soul than a ghost, and you can walk freely in the world."

"Sure enough, I didn't misunderstand you, I knew you could succeed." Andros smiled, looking into Dracula's eyes, "So... another choice?"

"Another choice..." Dracula's eyes dimmed slightly, and he said slowly, "If you choose to go on, I will send you through the lost world and leave this world."

Andros' figure became more transparent, but his smile seemed more satisfied.

"Actually, you know what I will choose, don't you?" He said with a smile, "You should know best that death is just another brave journey... In fact, I have kept my smile for thousands of years, and I am already very tired."

"I should take a break too."

"Yeah, you should take a rest." Dracula sighed deeply.

He stared at Andros' face and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Then I respect your choice." Dracula said.

Andros' already extremely transparent figure suddenly turned into a beam of light and slowly rose into the air.

With the collapse of the secret space, the outside sky appeared in front of everyone present, a piece of blue, especially bright.

And the light formed by Andros flew higher and smaller, and finally disappeared into the distant sky, leaving only a whisper with a smile——

"Thank you, my old friend, Dracula."

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