The Necromancer of Hogwarts

When the coffin was slowly opened, Xiang Yu found that he felt a slight chill all over his body, as if some unrivaled existence had awakened from the darkness.

But what came out of the coffin was not a bloodthirsty monster, but a middle-aged man wearing a decent dress, a top hat, and round-rimmed glasses.

He looked polite and polite, without any trace of barbarism. His eyes revealed the depth of wisdom, as if he had read countless knowledge, and showed a calm and unhurried demeanor.

The vampire butler who led Xiang Yu and the others bowed to this man, then retreated to the hall outside and played the piano by himself. The sound of ancient music flowed in the castle, with a strange sound. Beauty.

Cold sweat dripped from Xiang Yu's forehead.

Facing this person, even if the other person didn't show any fluctuation in power, Xiang Yu still felt tremendous pressure.

"Good day, Count Dracula." Xiang Yu greeted the other party with a solemn expression.

Count Dracula greeted Xiang Yu with great interest, "Necromancer, I haven't entertained guests for a long time. I hope I can make you feel comfortable."

"I think to have such an achievement at your age must have knowledge far beyond your age. After all, humans are a race that cannot use age to measure knowledge."

He stretched out his hand and waved, and a vampire butler walked out of the shadows and arranged a set of fragrant oriental-style wooden furniture.

There was a look of astonishment in Xiang Yu's eyes. Count Dracula smiled and pushed up his glasses, "Don't look at an old man's observation ability, especially an old man like me who loves knowledge."

"From your demeanor and subtle movements, I feel that you are deeply influenced by the East, so we can have a discussion according to Eastern etiquette. 5s"

Count Dracula waved again, and without saying a word, the vampire butler took two books for him from the bookshelf.

One is the "Tao Te Ching" and the other is the Chang Mei Zhenren chapter of "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman".

Count Dracula gently flipped through the books, "The East is really a country full of imagination. Although I have never set foot there, I have been collecting works there for many years."

He pointed to a description in the Tao Te Ching and exclaimed, "Lao Dan's description of water is so exquisite, and his description of movement, stillness and nature also amazed me."

"The reason why I was able to build the Blood River was partly based on Lao Dan's description of water."

"Everything is in motion, so life gathers from those people, fairies and dragons into the blood river. Everything is still, forming a stable shape of the blood river, allowing them to flow into us in another form. Survive in the blood river. In the end, the trickle of water merged into the river and the sea, forming such a huge and vast blood river."

As Count Dracula spoke, the scene outside the castle gradually began to change.

The boundless river of blood gathered inside, forming a blood curtain that covered the sky and surrounded the entire castle.

Looking out from the inside, it looks like the castle is wrapped in blood-red silk.

Xiang Yu was extremely vigilant. The power surging in the blood river was so huge that for the first time, he no longer had confidence in the power of the cloud explosion bomb.

But Count Dracula had no intention of attacking Xiang Yu, and just asked lightly. 5s

"A vampire at my level has to sleep for a long time every time. If you want to wake up from your sleep midway, you have to start preparing long in advance."

"This time, do you know why I woke up from my deep sleep?"

Xiang Yu's eyes flashed, "Isn't it because of this dispute over the dragon farm?"

Count Dracula chuckled and said, "It's just a dragon farm. I can handle it with just one of my trusted servants. Why do I need to wake up midway?"

He looked at Xiang Yu, his eyes gradually becoming serious.

"Where did you get in touch with those reclusive families in Britain?"

"I asked someone to inquire about it. As early as when you entered the Romanian magic world, a family that I couldn't refuse sent me a request and started preparing to wake me up from my slumber."

"It wasn't until recently that I fully woke up and knew that you were fighting for the dragon farm, so I came to see you at this time."

There was a storm in Xiang Yu's heart.

"Hidden family?"

Count Dracula had a clear view of Xiang Yu's expression, and he mused, "So that's it. You have no interaction with them. I can see your surprise. It's not a lie."

"That means your presence has touched their interests and even threatened them?"

"This is even more incredible... If you have grown up and are comparable to Dumbledore, then it is still possible."

"As for now, how can you threaten them?"

A rare trace of curiosity appeared in Count Dracula's eyes.

Xiang Yu understood.

This so-called hidden family is probably the mastermind behind sending dark wizards to attack them, and it is also a force in the magic world that has ties to the evil god.

He looked at Count Dracula and asked, "Count, since you told me this, what do you want to do?"

"Can you tell me the origin and name of that family?"

There was a hint of regret in Count Dracula's eyes.

"It's a pity that their family's name was erased by a powerful magic. Even I only know who they are, but I can't specify their last names. Just like when some people see something, they I know what it is, but I forget its name and can’t remember it no matter how hard I try.”

"That magic is quite powerful and extremely subtle. I can't crack it. It's precisely because those reclusive families hide their names that they can stay away from the world."

"Besides, I'm afraid it doesn't make sense for you to know their last names."

Count Dracula's voice slowly turned cold.

"You're going to die."

"I owe them a favor. If I promise that they will kill you personally, I will definitely kill you personally. This is both an oath magic and a promise on my part. The latter is more effective than the former."

"Necromancer, I don't think you can survive."

"but……"

As soon as he changed his words, the murderous intent in his eyes slowly subsided. He did not mention the matter of killing Xiang Yu again. Instead, he opened the "Swordsman of Shushan" in his hand and opened the description of Deng Yin, the son of the blood god, in the chapter of Chang Mei Zhenren. The praise is loud and clear.

"Deng Yin's blood shadow magic light refines his body and turns it into a blood shadow. No matter who he encounters, he can immediately drain all their mana and essence with one pounce, and he can't be hurt by swords, guns, water or fire. The best thing is that he can also turn other people into blood shadows, and transfer his body to other blood shadows anytime and anywhere."

"This book's description of the skills of Blood God Son Deng Yin is really imaginative and has provided me with a lot of inspiration."

"I have been trying this for decades. My blood river is also as long as the blood river is not extinguished. I will not die. Every drop of blood in it is under my control."

"What's the difference between this and Deng Yin's blood shadow magic light? I can't do all the wonderful ideas that mortals can think of?"

Before Xiang Yu could finish saying this sentence, he was already covered in cold sweat.

Because Count Dracula has disappeared into the distance, and in the blood river surrounding the castle, countless blood shadows are surging!

Those mummy monsters in the blood river were actually trained by Count Dracula into something like the Son of Blood God!

Countless Count Draculas walked out of the river of blood and transformed into one again, standing in front of Xiang Yu.

"Necromancer, you are really lucky."

"If you come before I become a blood god, you will have to die, and Dumbledore won't be able to save you."

"But now, if you are a little bit lucky, you can escape the pursuit of one of my Blood God Sons."

"Then we'll have time to meet again someday."

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