A white light shot out from the tip of Lockhart's wand and hit Dracula with great momentum.

However, Dracula just stared at him indifferently, the light in his eyes flowing, and he allowed the beam of the Forgetting Curse to fall on him.

The next moment, the spell took effect, creating a connection between Lockhart's memory and Dracula.

A thousand years of time were like a huge raging wave, slamming into Lockhart's mind, shattering his fragile memories to pieces in an instant.

The many memories locked in Lockhart's mind are like the debris washed away on the shore after a tsunami. As the waves recede, they are completely integrated into the sea.

Dracula quietly flipped through Lockhart's disorganized memories, looking for the content he had plundered. After searching for a while, he found content about Robert in a corner, and learned about his secluded life. Specific location.

"I knew he really wasn't here." Dracula said softly.

Then, he looked at Lockhart, whose eyes had become dull, and smiled to himself, "If I hadn't been infected by Tesla's principles and bottom line, there would be no need to go to such trouble."

In fact, he had already had the idea of ​​using Legilimency to search Lockhart's memory after listening to Lockhart's story.

But in the story told by Lockhart, Tesla, as a younger generation, adheres to the pride and principles of being a vampire and does not suck the blood of innocent people.

Dracula was a little touched by Tesla's behavior, so he insisted on his principles a little bit——

Instead of directly forcibly occupying Lockhart's memory, he tricked Lockhart into using the Oblivion Curse first, and then backfired on his brain with a thousand-year memory capacity that ordinary wizards could not bear.

This may seem no different from taking action directly, but it makes Dracula feel happier.

Therefore, Dracula deliberately spread his wings in the sky above the Danube River to let Lockhart recognize his vampire identity.

After recognizing the identity of the vampire, Lockhart would naturally worry about his own safety, and in a panic, he chose to rise up and resist... and was naturally killed by the Earl, who had already seen through everything.

"Hello."

Lockhart's voice rang out.

Dracula looked at Lockhart and found him sitting on the ground with a confused look on his face, looking up at the front with dull eyes.

"This place is really remote, isn't it?" he asked. "Do you live here alone?"

"No." Dracula raised his eyebrows with interest. He felt that Lockhart, who had lost his memory, became more pleasing to the eye. "What can you remember now, Mr. Lockhart?"

"Mr. Lockhart, is this my name?" Lockhart showed an amiable expression, "Oh, let me think about it, I vaguely remember that I am a professional liar... Hey, lying is not a good thing. Did I remember something wrong..."

"Forget it if you can't remember, Mr. Lockhart." Dracula chuckled lightly, "If you believe me, just follow me."

"Of course, you look like a good and upright person." Lockhart looked honest.

So Dracula grabbed Lockhart by the collar, spread his wings again and flew into the sky.

….

He followed the direction found in Lockhart's memory, kept identifying the direction, and flew towards the mountain forest where Robert lived in seclusion.

Lockhart hung beneath Dracula's palm, the cold air blowing through his hair.

"It's amazing! It's amazing! It's like magic!" he kept shouting.

…

Robert's residence was not far from the previous hill.

After a while, Dracula retracted his wings and landed in a wooden house that looked very simple, but was also exquisitely repaired.

Not far from the wooden house, there is a green lettuce field. An old man is holding a sickle, cutting off the lettuce seedlings one by one, and putting them into a basket woven behind his back.

The old man's face looked very weathered and covered with deep wrinkles.

His hands were deeply wrinkled, his hands were very rough, and the gaps between his fingernails were filled with black soil. His clothes were also very simple and shabby, and there was a dirty towel hanging around his neck, which he used to wipe his sweat from time to time.

He seemed to be just an old farmer, with no trace of his former glory as a Serbian Auror captain.

Seemingly catching a glimpse of Dracula and Lockhart next to the wooden house, the old man straightened up and stepped out of the ground.

"Are you... wizards?" He looked at the robes worn by the two of them, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. "It's really rare. Very few wizards come to such a remote place."

"Hello, Mr. Robert." Dracula looked at the old man who was friends with vampires curiously, and pointed to Lockhart beside him, "Do you know this guy?"

The old man took down the vegetable basket from behind and placed it lightly at his feet, then turned his head and looked at Lockhart.

Lockhart showed an amiable expression at the right moment.

"I've never seen it before." He looked at Lockhart's face covered with dry soil and asked doubtfully, "Is he also a vegetable grower?"

"Ah, it turns out I grow vegetables!" Lockhart showed an expression of sudden realization.

"Shut your mouth first." Dracula twitched the corners of his mouth and directly connected Lockhart's lips. "Don't worry about this fool for now. I want to ask you if you still remember what you have."

Friends?」

"What kind of friends can I, a bad old man, have?" He patted the dirt on his hands and shook his head indifferently, "My friends either died in a duel with the dark wizard, or they were too old and left before me.

I am now alone and have nothing to worry about."

"I understand." Dracula was silent for a moment and then said.

Then he said goodbye to Robert and took Lockhart away from the forest where Robert lived in seclusion.

"What two strange wizards." Robert looked at the two people leaving, shook his head inexplicably, turned around and continued to harvest his lettuce.

…

Dracula walked quietly by the Danube River, and Lockhart followed him with an honest face, constantly signaling to Dracula, trying to break the spell on his mouth.

….

However, Dracula found his constant questioning annoying and ignored him.

He realized that Robert's memory of the vampire Tesla had been completely erased, and even the memory of meeting Lockhart had disappeared.

It has to be said that Lockhart is indeed very proficient in the use of the Forgetting Curse. Judging from Robert's performance, there is no sign that he has been brainwashed by the Forgetting Curse on a large scale. His behavior and behavior are extremely normal, and there seems to be no sequelae.

.

Under such circumstances, if Robert's erased memories are forced into his mind, it will only cause greater harm to him.

Dracula turned his head to look at the culprit who caused this incident with some irritation, only to see that he was still pointing his finger at his mouth with an innocent face, gesturing for Dracula to help him untie it.

Dracula snapped his fingers boredly.

"Ah - I can finally speak!"

Lockhart opened his mouth wide and shouted with emotion, so angry that Dracula almost stopped sticking it on him.

Lockhart then asked with admiration: "Was this magic just now? Did I meet a magician?"

"There's another thing. I wasn't originally a liar, right?" He said, "I know it's wrong to be a liar. I must be a vegetable farmer!"

Dracula rubbed his brow helplessly and sealed Lockhart's mouth again.

How could there be such an annoying wizard? He could actually make people want to beat him up regardless of whether he lost his memory or not.

At this moment, Dracula's eyes suddenly moved.

He quickly took out the moonlit crystal ball from his pocket and looked toward the center of the ball——

I saw that the dark moon that was previously emitting a dull light had been soaked in blood and completely turned into a blood moon! An extremely ferocious aura quickly spread to the surroundings as the blood-colored moonlight shined!

Dracula disappeared instantly.

On the bank of the Danube River where he was originally, Lockhart looked at the empty scene except for himself and scratched his head in confusion, not knowing what happened...

…

Romania, Brown Castle.

This magnificent castle is located in central and western Romania, 30 kilometers away from Brasov.

In the eyes of Muggles, this is a building started by the King of Hungary in 1377. It was originally a fortification to resist the Turks. Now Brown Castle has been transformed by the Muggle regime into a history and art museum, displaying

Classic objects from all periods.

But those are all appearances, things that are outside the magical world.

In addition to Brown's Castle, there is also Dracula's Castle in Romania, which has been cast an unplottable curse, impregnable and countless protective spells. It is also surrounded by a wide range of Muggle expulsion spells.

This is a charm used to protect Muggles.

Because there are a large number of low-level vampires here, they will not show any mercy to those powerless Muggles. Once someone comes close, they will be targeted by the hungry vampires and become their delicacy.

There is a mysterious room in Brown's Castle, where senior vampires from Dracula's Castle are often stationed, in order to introduce visitors from the magical world into the real vampire territory.

….

Arthur Weiss and Molly Weiss sent the crystal ball to Brown Castle.

The senior vampire on duty there received the crystal ball and immediately sent it back to the main tower of Dracula's castle.

However, when Dracula arrived, the room in Brown Castle was empty.

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, he apparated again and came to the real Dracula's castle——

…

Few people know that Count Dracula was born in Romania.

Brad Dracula was originally born into a very prominent aristocratic family in Romania in the 10th century AD. His father was the Grand Duke at the time, and he had a high reputation and a powerful army.
To be continued...