Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts
Chapter 311 The Method of Replacing the God of Death
Unexpectedly, it didn't take long before Dracula learned of the last Horcrux.
"To Professor Dracula: Be sure to watch out for Voldemort's wand—"
Dracula held the letter sent by Dumbledore, and looked at the elegant handwriting on it with some surprise.
"I noticed that during the two battles with Voldemort during this period, he used two completely different wands; we all know that Voldemort's wand is of the same origin as Harry's, and the two wands touched. Circumstances will arise that are out of his control."
"So in that battle in the Department of Mysteries, Voldemort was using one of his subordinates' wands in order to avoid unexpected situations, and I could clearly see that the wand was not very comfortable for him."
"However, during the battle with Voldemort on the British frontier not long ago, I saw him use a wand that was quite suitable for him and was quite powerful... I have used the power of the Elder Wand as much as possible, but I was surprised I found out that the power of Voldemort's wand was not greatly different from that of the Elder Wand."
"Severus said that Voldemort has recently had a brand new wand, which he forced Ollivander to improvise for him, so he probably won't be too interested in the Elder Wand."
"Although I don't agree with the second half of Severus's sentence, it is undeniable that the reference significance of the first half of the sentence is very important-even if Ollivander's skills are superb, it is still difficult for him to create a character that can match the A powerful wand not far behind the Elder Wand."
"So, I think Voldemort himself did something with the wand."
"In addition, during my battle with Voldemort, he protected his wand very well, especially resisting the wand's contact with Fiendfire, which is completely different from the previous habit of using the wand as a tool for casting spells."
"Taking this evidence together, it is reasonable to speculate that Voldemort fashioned his new wand into a Horcrux."
"I hope Professor Dracula will know the above news. ——AD"
The message of this letter is actually very simple, but the amount of information contained in it is not small. Dracula read it several times.
First of all, if Dumbledore's deduction is true, and Harry's accident is excluded, then Voldemort's sixth Horcrux was only made in the recent period.
Can he endure loneliness and wait for decades before making Horcruxes?
Or is it that the manufacture of Horcruxes would have too much influence on the creators, and Voldemort dared not continue to manufacture Horcruxes for quite a long time?
Even with Dracula's knowledge reserves of more than 1000 years, he doesn't know much about the taboo knowledge of Horcruxes - after all, he has no interest in pursuing immortality at all, and is only bored with such things...
In fact, in the entire magic world, and even in the history of the magic world, there are not many wizards who are very familiar with Horcruxes.
So far, the only recorded holders of Horcruxes are the despicable Helbo and Voldemort, both of whom are now exerting considerable influence on the wizarding world, and it is difficult to be completely eliminated...
"It's so troublesome..." Dracula pinched his eyebrows, and shook Dumbledore's letter back and forth, "Where can I find someone who knows enough about Horcruxes and can tell me these things without reservation?" What about people?"
He originally wanted to go to the secret place on the top of Mount Olympus, and forced Haierbo to tell him the secret of the Horcrux by force.
However, Haierbo's previous experience of borrowing the power of the god of death made Dracula dispel this idea.
In case Haierbo was forced to borrow the power of the god of death again in desperation, and the power surged again, the secret realm created by Andros might have problems again.
So... who else knows Horcruxes as well as Voldemort and Helbo?
Dracula's movement of shaking the letter suddenly stopped——
He thought of a person he didn't want to see for a thousand years.
That person has accepted almost all of Haierbo's inheritance, so he should have enough knowledge about Horcruxes.
……
Deep in the Forbidden Forest northeast of Hogwarts, there is an ancient ruin hidden in the mist.
This is the palace built by Salazar Slytherin himself. Luna, Harry, Ginny and Rove once entered here by mistake. It was in this ruin that Rove and Harry built the palace. Nice friendship.
Of course, they didn't know that what they came to was only the outermost layer of the ruins, so almost no valuable items were found.
The dome is pierced, the moonlight leaks out, the illuminating spell and the dim light of the moonlight clearly reflect the fine dust floating in the air, the dense spider silk covers the corners, and the mottled and peeling paint remains on the inner wall...
Dracula walked into the dilapidated palace silently and waved his hands lightly.
The floating dust and the fine spider webs swaying with the breeze dissipated instantly, and the palace seemed to be restored to a tidy appearance in an instant.
A strange spell spit out from Dracula's mouth.
The ground here suddenly began to vibrate, and the ground in the center of the hall sank into a large pit. A circle of spiraling steps extended to the deepest part of the pit, leading all the way to the bottomless abyss.
Of course, Dracula didn't have the idea of taking the steps, and jumped down from the pothole...
Green torches lit up deep in the pit one after another, illuminating the dim space.
"Brad, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
In the depths of the pit, a statue as tall as a person suddenly moved, and said in a vicissitudes of life, "If my judgment is correct, the time should have passed 1000 years..."
The statue has an aging, monkey-like face and a long, sparse beard that reaches almost to the hem of the wizard's robes made of stone, and two large gray feet standing in the depths of the pit smooth floor.
He held an ancient scepter in both hands, his back was stooped, and the expression on his face looked very inscrutable.
"Why are you putting on airs when you're free?" Dracula walked up and kicked the statue's scepter aside.
The statue lost its support, and it staggered directly, almost falling to the ground on its face...
"I haven't seen you for so long, do you want to be so disrespectful?" The statue stabilized its figure and said a little depressed, "I can be regarded as a highly respected and famous wizard..."
"Eternal fame?" The corner of Dracula's mouth twitched, "I think it's a long-lasting stigma, right? The academy you established has become a training base for black wizards, and now the most hated black devil is also preaching everywhere that he is your descendant. You Where is the reputation?"
"What did you say?" The statue frowned with stone-carved brows, looking a little dull, "What's the matter? How did they learn like me... I only left some black magic inheritance to my descendants, but Didn't let the students of the academy do the same!"
"Who made everyone in Slytherin House follow you as an example." Dracula chuckled lightly and shrugged, "Sure enough, there are as many students as there are college students."
"Forget it, don't mention this." Salazar Slytherin changed the subject bluntly, "Tell me what to do, I have been waiting for you here for 1000 years...why did you wait until now? I?"
"I suggest you to reflect on yourself." Dracula looked at the ugly statue of Slytherin, pouted with some distaste, "Make yourself like this. , I didn't come to see you just to avoid the complete collapse of your only image in my eyes..."
"Tsk tsk, as expected, this decision is still very wise... Although I already knew that you made yourself like this, it is still a bit scary to see such an ugly thing talking with your own eyes!"
Slytherin: "..."
He subconsciously wanted to wave his scepter, and then found that the scepter had been kicked to the corner by Dracula.
So Slytherin could only wave his fists out of thin air, and shouted angrily: "What do you know, I dedicated my youth to the cause of studying magic!"
"Dedication to youth?" Dracula sneered, "I think you are fascinated by Hai Erbo's powerful black magic... You were not like this in the early days. Although you yearned for powerful power, you didn't Don't lose your mind for power."
"Why, do you also want to pursue eternal life?"
Slytherin opened his mouth, then fell silent.
Dracula shook his head lightly, walked to the side of the Slytherin statue, and tapped his hard shoulders and back in Slytherin's dissatisfied eyes, with a look of interest in his eyes.
"One thing is beyond my expectation." Dracula said with great interest, "I thought what I would see was a remnant soul, or a body made by magic... Unexpectedly, this unexpectedly Just an ordinary statue?"
"That's right." Slytherin nodded slowly, "It's similar to the nature of a magic portrait, but it leaves a little more thought..."
Dracula's hand beating the statue also stopped abruptly.
"So...you didn't make a Horcrux?" He asked softly.
"Actually, I wanted to do it." Slytherin shook his head and sighed, "Although I have been influenced by you, I have no great interest in immortality...but you understand me, the pursuit of greater power is Something I simply couldn't say no to."
"Why haven't I heard that Horcruxes can increase strength?" Dracula frowned. "I only know that it can split the soul and make people mentally retarded."
"Ahem... it's not enough to become mentally handicapped." Slytherin was choked by Dracula, and could only explain, "Horcruxes can't actually increase the user's power, but they can communicate to another level. the only way."
"I found a record in the ruins left by Haierbo, which described Haierbo's full experience of making Horcruxes... He saw another world through the state of being extremely close to death when he split his soul."
"You mean...he saw the world of Death?" Dracula asked suddenly.
"You have never made a Horcrux, how would you know such a thing?" Slytherin looked at Dracula in surprise.
"Accidentally discovered a channel leading to Death..." Dracula said calmly, "It's not important, just keep talking about yourself."
"It's not important?" Slytherin shouted, blowing his beard and staring. "I've been searching for so many years, and I only found the only way to communicate with the god of death, making Horcruxes, and I finally gave up on it... However You tell me it's not important?!"
"It really doesn't matter." Dracula said, "I entered the world of the god of death directly with my soul and body. If it weren't for special circumstances, I would not be able to return at all. Is this really what you want? ?”
"That's exactly what I want!" Slytherin said with certainty, "Brad, haven't you thought about it? Why are the three Peverell brothers able to use the Deathly Hallows to fight against Death?"
"What do you mean?" Dracula looked at Slytherin suspiciously.
"What I mean is—Reaper is not actually irresistible, he is just so powerful because he can mobilize countless forces from another level!" Slytherin said, "Helper regretfully wrote Just a word: If he didn't make a Horcrux, maybe he could find a chance to replace the God of Death!"
Slytherin spoke so amazingly that Dracula was a little stunned by what he said.
"Replace Death? Are you kidding me?"
"I'm not kidding." Slytherin shook his head and said, "Helbo's records are very detailed, and the god of death is just a dark creature who obtained another level of authority in ancient times. His function is to guide the stranded souls to go down. .”
"According to Haierbo's communication with Death God all the year round, this God of Death seems to be dissatisfied with being idle for a long time, and has a crooked idea, wanting to infiltrate power into the magic world - so he deliberately left a loophole for the departed soul, which is probably The reason ghosts exist."
Dracula's brow furrowed even tighter.
"So both you and Hai Erbo want to replace him?" He asked suspiciously, "Is there any point in replacing him?"
"It is always irresistible to experience a stronger and more special power." Slytherin sighed, "Helbo was stared at by his old enemy Andros, and it can be said that he took great pains to suppress him. .”
"And I have some other selfish motives—Bo Luo and Helena have become ghosts and stay in the magic world, and I have a great responsibility for my inability to teach...I want to give an explanation to Rowena who died of illness. "
"In that case, Salazar, why didn't you choose to make a Horcrux in the end?" Dracula asked again, "Just leaving such a statue that can't carry much thought is not in line with your style..."
"You and Godric will laugh at you and Godric for a long time if you use Horcruxes to survive." Slytherin laughed at himself, "Forget Godric, he died long ago, and I can't hear him The ridicule... The problem is that there is still a guy like you who can't die, so I have to think about it."
"As for replacing the god of death, simply making a Horcrux can't do it—"
"Helbo regretted making the Horcrux very much, because when he chose to borrow the power of the God of Death, he was left with the mark of the God of Death, and it would never be possible to further replace it..."
……
……
"To Professor Dracula: Be sure to watch out for Voldemort's wand—"
Dracula held the letter sent by Dumbledore, and looked at the elegant handwriting on it with some surprise.
"I noticed that during the two battles with Voldemort during this period, he used two completely different wands; we all know that Voldemort's wand is of the same origin as Harry's, and the two wands touched. Circumstances will arise that are out of his control."
"So in that battle in the Department of Mysteries, Voldemort was using one of his subordinates' wands in order to avoid unexpected situations, and I could clearly see that the wand was not very comfortable for him."
"However, during the battle with Voldemort on the British frontier not long ago, I saw him use a wand that was quite suitable for him and was quite powerful... I have used the power of the Elder Wand as much as possible, but I was surprised I found out that the power of Voldemort's wand was not greatly different from that of the Elder Wand."
"Severus said that Voldemort has recently had a brand new wand, which he forced Ollivander to improvise for him, so he probably won't be too interested in the Elder Wand."
"Although I don't agree with the second half of Severus's sentence, it is undeniable that the reference significance of the first half of the sentence is very important-even if Ollivander's skills are superb, it is still difficult for him to create a character that can match the A powerful wand not far behind the Elder Wand."
"So, I think Voldemort himself did something with the wand."
"In addition, during my battle with Voldemort, he protected his wand very well, especially resisting the wand's contact with Fiendfire, which is completely different from the previous habit of using the wand as a tool for casting spells."
"Taking this evidence together, it is reasonable to speculate that Voldemort fashioned his new wand into a Horcrux."
"I hope Professor Dracula will know the above news. ——AD"
The message of this letter is actually very simple, but the amount of information contained in it is not small. Dracula read it several times.
First of all, if Dumbledore's deduction is true, and Harry's accident is excluded, then Voldemort's sixth Horcrux was only made in the recent period.
Can he endure loneliness and wait for decades before making Horcruxes?
Or is it that the manufacture of Horcruxes would have too much influence on the creators, and Voldemort dared not continue to manufacture Horcruxes for quite a long time?
Even with Dracula's knowledge reserves of more than 1000 years, he doesn't know much about the taboo knowledge of Horcruxes - after all, he has no interest in pursuing immortality at all, and is only bored with such things...
In fact, in the entire magic world, and even in the history of the magic world, there are not many wizards who are very familiar with Horcruxes.
So far, the only recorded holders of Horcruxes are the despicable Helbo and Voldemort, both of whom are now exerting considerable influence on the wizarding world, and it is difficult to be completely eliminated...
"It's so troublesome..." Dracula pinched his eyebrows, and shook Dumbledore's letter back and forth, "Where can I find someone who knows enough about Horcruxes and can tell me these things without reservation?" What about people?"
He originally wanted to go to the secret place on the top of Mount Olympus, and forced Haierbo to tell him the secret of the Horcrux by force.
However, Haierbo's previous experience of borrowing the power of the god of death made Dracula dispel this idea.
In case Haierbo was forced to borrow the power of the god of death again in desperation, and the power surged again, the secret realm created by Andros might have problems again.
So... who else knows Horcruxes as well as Voldemort and Helbo?
Dracula's movement of shaking the letter suddenly stopped——
He thought of a person he didn't want to see for a thousand years.
That person has accepted almost all of Haierbo's inheritance, so he should have enough knowledge about Horcruxes.
……
Deep in the Forbidden Forest northeast of Hogwarts, there is an ancient ruin hidden in the mist.
This is the palace built by Salazar Slytherin himself. Luna, Harry, Ginny and Rove once entered here by mistake. It was in this ruin that Rove and Harry built the palace. Nice friendship.
Of course, they didn't know that what they came to was only the outermost layer of the ruins, so almost no valuable items were found.
The dome is pierced, the moonlight leaks out, the illuminating spell and the dim light of the moonlight clearly reflect the fine dust floating in the air, the dense spider silk covers the corners, and the mottled and peeling paint remains on the inner wall...
Dracula walked into the dilapidated palace silently and waved his hands lightly.
The floating dust and the fine spider webs swaying with the breeze dissipated instantly, and the palace seemed to be restored to a tidy appearance in an instant.
A strange spell spit out from Dracula's mouth.
The ground here suddenly began to vibrate, and the ground in the center of the hall sank into a large pit. A circle of spiraling steps extended to the deepest part of the pit, leading all the way to the bottomless abyss.
Of course, Dracula didn't have the idea of taking the steps, and jumped down from the pothole...
Green torches lit up deep in the pit one after another, illuminating the dim space.
"Brad, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
In the depths of the pit, a statue as tall as a person suddenly moved, and said in a vicissitudes of life, "If my judgment is correct, the time should have passed 1000 years..."
The statue has an aging, monkey-like face and a long, sparse beard that reaches almost to the hem of the wizard's robes made of stone, and two large gray feet standing in the depths of the pit smooth floor.
He held an ancient scepter in both hands, his back was stooped, and the expression on his face looked very inscrutable.
"Why are you putting on airs when you're free?" Dracula walked up and kicked the statue's scepter aside.
The statue lost its support, and it staggered directly, almost falling to the ground on its face...
"I haven't seen you for so long, do you want to be so disrespectful?" The statue stabilized its figure and said a little depressed, "I can be regarded as a highly respected and famous wizard..."
"Eternal fame?" The corner of Dracula's mouth twitched, "I think it's a long-lasting stigma, right? The academy you established has become a training base for black wizards, and now the most hated black devil is also preaching everywhere that he is your descendant. You Where is the reputation?"
"What did you say?" The statue frowned with stone-carved brows, looking a little dull, "What's the matter? How did they learn like me... I only left some black magic inheritance to my descendants, but Didn't let the students of the academy do the same!"
"Who made everyone in Slytherin House follow you as an example." Dracula chuckled lightly and shrugged, "Sure enough, there are as many students as there are college students."
"Forget it, don't mention this." Salazar Slytherin changed the subject bluntly, "Tell me what to do, I have been waiting for you here for 1000 years...why did you wait until now? I?"
"I suggest you to reflect on yourself." Dracula looked at the ugly statue of Slytherin, pouted with some distaste, "Make yourself like this. , I didn't come to see you just to avoid the complete collapse of your only image in my eyes..."
"Tsk tsk, as expected, this decision is still very wise... Although I already knew that you made yourself like this, it is still a bit scary to see such an ugly thing talking with your own eyes!"
Slytherin: "..."
He subconsciously wanted to wave his scepter, and then found that the scepter had been kicked to the corner by Dracula.
So Slytherin could only wave his fists out of thin air, and shouted angrily: "What do you know, I dedicated my youth to the cause of studying magic!"
"Dedication to youth?" Dracula sneered, "I think you are fascinated by Hai Erbo's powerful black magic... You were not like this in the early days. Although you yearned for powerful power, you didn't Don't lose your mind for power."
"Why, do you also want to pursue eternal life?"
Slytherin opened his mouth, then fell silent.
Dracula shook his head lightly, walked to the side of the Slytherin statue, and tapped his hard shoulders and back in Slytherin's dissatisfied eyes, with a look of interest in his eyes.
"One thing is beyond my expectation." Dracula said with great interest, "I thought what I would see was a remnant soul, or a body made by magic... Unexpectedly, this unexpectedly Just an ordinary statue?"
"That's right." Slytherin nodded slowly, "It's similar to the nature of a magic portrait, but it leaves a little more thought..."
Dracula's hand beating the statue also stopped abruptly.
"So...you didn't make a Horcrux?" He asked softly.
"Actually, I wanted to do it." Slytherin shook his head and sighed, "Although I have been influenced by you, I have no great interest in immortality...but you understand me, the pursuit of greater power is Something I simply couldn't say no to."
"Why haven't I heard that Horcruxes can increase strength?" Dracula frowned. "I only know that it can split the soul and make people mentally retarded."
"Ahem... it's not enough to become mentally handicapped." Slytherin was choked by Dracula, and could only explain, "Horcruxes can't actually increase the user's power, but they can communicate to another level. the only way."
"I found a record in the ruins left by Haierbo, which described Haierbo's full experience of making Horcruxes... He saw another world through the state of being extremely close to death when he split his soul."
"You mean...he saw the world of Death?" Dracula asked suddenly.
"You have never made a Horcrux, how would you know such a thing?" Slytherin looked at Dracula in surprise.
"Accidentally discovered a channel leading to Death..." Dracula said calmly, "It's not important, just keep talking about yourself."
"It's not important?" Slytherin shouted, blowing his beard and staring. "I've been searching for so many years, and I only found the only way to communicate with the god of death, making Horcruxes, and I finally gave up on it... However You tell me it's not important?!"
"It really doesn't matter." Dracula said, "I entered the world of the god of death directly with my soul and body. If it weren't for special circumstances, I would not be able to return at all. Is this really what you want? ?”
"That's exactly what I want!" Slytherin said with certainty, "Brad, haven't you thought about it? Why are the three Peverell brothers able to use the Deathly Hallows to fight against Death?"
"What do you mean?" Dracula looked at Slytherin suspiciously.
"What I mean is—Reaper is not actually irresistible, he is just so powerful because he can mobilize countless forces from another level!" Slytherin said, "Helper regretfully wrote Just a word: If he didn't make a Horcrux, maybe he could find a chance to replace the God of Death!"
Slytherin spoke so amazingly that Dracula was a little stunned by what he said.
"Replace Death? Are you kidding me?"
"I'm not kidding." Slytherin shook his head and said, "Helbo's records are very detailed, and the god of death is just a dark creature who obtained another level of authority in ancient times. His function is to guide the stranded souls to go down. .”
"According to Haierbo's communication with Death God all the year round, this God of Death seems to be dissatisfied with being idle for a long time, and has a crooked idea, wanting to infiltrate power into the magic world - so he deliberately left a loophole for the departed soul, which is probably The reason ghosts exist."
Dracula's brow furrowed even tighter.
"So both you and Hai Erbo want to replace him?" He asked suspiciously, "Is there any point in replacing him?"
"It is always irresistible to experience a stronger and more special power." Slytherin sighed, "Helbo was stared at by his old enemy Andros, and it can be said that he took great pains to suppress him. .”
"And I have some other selfish motives—Bo Luo and Helena have become ghosts and stay in the magic world, and I have a great responsibility for my inability to teach...I want to give an explanation to Rowena who died of illness. "
"In that case, Salazar, why didn't you choose to make a Horcrux in the end?" Dracula asked again, "Just leaving such a statue that can't carry much thought is not in line with your style..."
"You and Godric will laugh at you and Godric for a long time if you use Horcruxes to survive." Slytherin laughed at himself, "Forget Godric, he died long ago, and I can't hear him The ridicule... The problem is that there is still a guy like you who can't die, so I have to think about it."
"As for replacing the god of death, simply making a Horcrux can't do it—"
"Helbo regretted making the Horcrux very much, because when he chose to borrow the power of the God of Death, he was left with the mark of the God of Death, and it would never be possible to further replace it..."
……
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