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"So I think I was right in taking in those low-level vampires. What do you think...Father?"

Serena looked at Dracula and said seriously.

Dracula also looked at Serena deeply, and then laughed softly, "Well, you did the right thing. I was not thinking carefully before."

In such an atmosphere, something seemed to be brewing in Dracula's eyes.

He turned his eyes to Lupine and showed a strange expression.

"If you can't find a job..." Dracula smiled strangely, "Mr. Lupin, do you want to become the next Wolf King?"

Lupine opened his eyes wide in shock.

"No, I can't!" He hurriedly refused, "I'm not the material to be the wolf king at all, and I've always been ostracized by the werewolf tribe..."

"Don't refuse in a hurry." Dracula seemed to have found another extremely interesting thing, and unconsciously exposed two sharp side teeth, with a burgundy light flowing in his eyes, "Let me ask you, Lupin, are you Don’t you want to make some contribution to the werewolves who are as lonely as you?”

"In other words, don't you want to change the image of the werewolf family in the eyes of ordinary wizards? Don't you want to walk in Diagon Alley openly as a werewolf without being criticized?"

"The vampire clan has spent hundreds of years trying to accomplish this, and so far it has only achieved half of it. So I ask you, can you stand up and lead the werewolf clan out of the first place that is not discriminated against by the magic world? step?!"

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Lupine leaves Dracula's Castle.

When he left, his clothes were ragged, his hands were empty, and he didn't take away a single cloud.

But a seed was planted in his heart, a seed to fight for the werewolves who live a hard life one day without being discriminated against by others. This is a dream planted by Dracula in Lupine's heart.

He has a dream.

He dreamed that one day, in the tower of Hogwarts, children bitten by werewolves would be able to sit together with the descendants of ordinary wizards and talk about brotherhood.

He dreamed that one day, the valleys would rise and the mountains would descend; the rough and tortuous roads would become smooth, and the light would be revealed and shine on the world!

"You are really good at deceiving people." Serena looked at Dracula who poured herself another glass of bright red wine and was moistening his throat, and said in confusion, "And why do I always feel... you deceived him with those words?" It doesn’t seem like something you can say..."

"Of course, these are not my words in the first place." Dracula took a sip of red wine gracefully, "Lee Jordan, well, is a student I teach at Hogwarts, a pair of naughty black roommates. He was given such an assignment in Lake Nong's Muggle Studies class."

"Professor Bubbaji was moved to tears at the time, and even put this homework on display in the professor's lounge. However, it was later exposed by another little wizard of Muggle origin, saying that it was a work by a man named Martin 30 years ago. Speeches given by Luther King.”

"So it sounds like you're having a great time as a school teacher?" Serena looked at him maliciously, "So you can leave all the trivial matters in Dracula's Castle to me with peace of mind. Right?"

"Ahem..." Dracula just took a sip of red wine, and then he was choked by Serena.

"Why can you bring this back to this matter?"

"Huh, you've even become a hands-off shopkeeper, why don't you allow me to complain?" Serena continued sarcastically.

"Okay, okay, as long as you can help me manage Dracula's castle well, you can complain as much as you want!" Dracula smiled helplessly and shrugged.

As he spoke, he placed the goblet casually on the table, held up a black parasol, and walked out the door.

"Let's go and clean up the battlefield again." Dracula said, "Let's see if there are any good things left undiscovered in last night's battle!"

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Chapter completed!