"I almost forgot, Professor Dracula, you are not only a vampire, but also a real count."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head, "What do those noble spirits say, do you want you to treat women and children preferentially?"

"I remember that in my time, it was grace, dignity and responsibility." Dracula crossed his arms and said casually, "Even if I don't care about these so-called aristocratic spirits, it doesn't mean that I am willing to push this kind of thing to

A child who has just entered school."

Dumbledore watched Harry's attention being attracted by the Mirror of Erised, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Professor Dracula, don't underestimate the threat of Voldemort." While observing Harry's performance, he whispered to Dracula, "No one can survive after being hit by the Death Curse. Except for two people, Voldemort

And Harry."

"But Harry was not actually hit by Voldemort's Death Curse. Lily's love for Harry caused her to release amazing guardian magic, which rebounded Voldemort's Death Curse. So the person who was really hit by the Death Curse

On the contrary, it was Voldemort who cast this curse."

Dumbledore told Dracula about the horror of Voldemort, but Dracula's attention was attracted by another thing.

"You mean, Harry's mother has the ability to resist Voldemort just by relying on the emotion of 'love'?" His eyebrows knitted, "Mr. Principal, don't you think this kind of thing is ridiculous?

?"

"Don't underestimate anyone's potential, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore said seriously, "Human potential is endless. Especially in extremely urgent situations, human beings can often do anything for the people they love deeply.

An unprecedented burst of power."

"Professor Dracula, this is the power of bonds."

Dracula looked at Dumbledore's serious expression, and felt an extremely absurd feeling in his heart.

Is it because Dumbledore is old and confused, or has he been sleeping for a hundred years and cannot keep up with the times? When did the wizard's potential become so great that he can use emotions to control his own strength?

If we put it this way, wouldn't those loving couples and affectionate mothers and children have the ability to pose a threat to the combat power of the great wizard?

This can be said to be an extremely unreasonable thing. Because Dracula knows that the gap in strength between wizards is sometimes like a chasm and insurmountable.

Therefore, Dracula did not agree with Dumbledore's explanation for Harry's survival from the Death Curse, and he would rather find the answer himself.

"Skip this question, I'm not interested in studying the emotional life of your wizards." Dracula said disapprovingly, "Tell me why you think Voldemort is still alive after being struck by his own death curse.

.”

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly.

"Actually, I thought Voldemort was really dead at first, and I felt relaxed about it for a long time. Until I discovered that the curse on the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts still existed... You should understand that one of the conditions for the existence of the curse is

The survival of the spell caster.”

"And this year's arrival of Quirrell, as well as a series of events such as the Sorcerer's Stone being coveted, have also confirmed this point." Dumbledore looked solemn, "Voldemort never really left, he was just waiting for the opportunity to return!"

"So you used the Philosopher's Stone to create a trap, and also created an opportunity to use Voldemort to cultivate Potter?" Dracula asked.

"Yes, as I guessed, Voldemort is still very weak and can only rely on other people to move around." Dumbledore said, "According to Voldemort's conceited character, if he were not weak to a certain extent, he would not be able to survive."

He may have placed his hope in Quirrell, but will break into Gringotts himself and steal the Philosopher's Stone."

"I think you should know that the Philosopher's Stone is Nico's life." Dracula looked slightly cold after hearing Dumbledore's story. "If Voldemort was really in his prime, he would not return empty-handed.

, then there will be no possibility of continuation of Nico’s elixir of life.”

"Your arrangement puts Nico in an extremely dangerous situation. He doesn't care about his own life, do you not care either?" Dracula asked.

"Don't worry, Professor Dracula. There is no need to take risks in this kind of thing." Dumbledore did not feel dissatisfied at all, and said with a smile, "The magic stone in Gringotts has always been fake, and the real one has always been fake."

I keep it here!"

Dracula looked at him in surprise and nodded slightly.

"Nico told me what you discussed at the Opera Garnier." Dumbledore had a gentle smile on his face. "He no longer wants to die. When this matter is over, the Philosopher's Stone will be handed over."

Let me take it away for you."

"Professor Dracula, you have not given up on human touch, have you? The feelings between friends are also a kind of bonding force."

"I said, I'm not interested in your bond theory." Dracula looked away and naturally changed the subject, "You haven't said yet, in your guess, how Voldemort was under the Death Curse.

Survived?"

Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Dracula with a deep look in his eyes.

"I wonder if Professor Dracula has ever heard of an extremely evil forbidden black magic, Horcruxes!"

…

There is an active Horcrux at Hogwarts.

The young version of Lord Voldemort, Tom Riddle, who was transformed from the Horcrux diary, is looking for food in the Forbidden Forest.

He stretched out an illusory hand and grabbed a passing hare in his hand. The rabbit kicked its hind legs crazily.

A burst of black energy emerged, and the hare quickly stopped moving, lost the strength to struggle, and even became shriveled up.

Voldemort's illusory body seemed to solidify a little.

At this time, he suddenly frowned and opened the blank diary in his hand.

"It's useless to just absorb the life energy of animals. What you need is the life force of wizards."

Two lines of beautiful ink appeared on the diary.

"Of course I know, there is no need for you to remind me." Voldemort said impatiently, "Now Dumbledore and Dracula are still doubting Quirrell, and are even wary of me. How can I have the chance to learn from him?

A wizard’s life?”

The ink on the diary was reorganized: "Give me to any student, and I can trick them into giving up their life force."

"It's not necessary. Do you think I don't know? You just want me to leave the diary." Voldemort sneered and said, "Remember, you are just a Horcrux, and all you have is just my sixteen years old.

It’s just a partial memory of the past! All you need to do is obey me and your main soul!”

With a "pop" sound, Voldemort closed the diary and walked towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

There was a pure and beautiful creature like a white horse, with its head with a beautiful horn hanging down, drinking from the stream flowing in the woods.

"Avada Kedavra--"

…
Chapter completed!