Professor Vampire.

Chapter 317: Deathly Hallows ending

"Walk together?" Grindelwald's voice sounded beside Dracula.

After the secret realm collapsed, Andros turned into light and disappeared. With the strength of Dracula and Grindelwald, they would not be troubled by this broken space. They easily broke through the space disturbance and came to the top of Mount Olympus.

Dracula looked at Grindelwald, who had regained his white hair and old face at some point. Unlike the messy look when he first met him, the groomed white hair was as bright as the snow on the top of Mount Olympus in the sun.

He nodded and walked on the ridge of the snowy mountain with the old man who was once a powerful figure but now had white hair.

The wind on the top of the mountain was very strong and cold, but the two of them seemed to have no chill at all, and they stepped lightly on the dry snow.

"So it seems that you have successfully replaced the position of the god of death, right?" Grindelwald said in a vague tone as he looked at the light that disappeared in the blue sky.

"Yes." Dracula nodded, "But I don't think my life is any different now, as if nothing has changed."

"How could that be?" Grindelwald smiled softly, and his expression rarely showed a little awkwardness, "For example, I have something to ask of you now... This was impossible before."

"Oh?" Dracula became interested, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Tell me, what can the notorious Mr. Grindelwald ask of me?"

Grindelwald stopped and was silent for a while.

Dracula also stopped and looked at him with interest.

Then, Grindelwald said with some difficulty: "You may have heard that Albus and I used to have a very good relationship, a very good one... but then we broke up again, in the summer ninety-eight years ago."

"Well, I have heard some of your stories. Nico told me part of it." Dracula nodded and said, "I heard that there was a difference in ideas later?"

"Not entirely." Grindelwald said, "In fact, our ideas were very consistent at the beginning. The phrase 'for the greater good' was proposed by Albus, and I like this phrase very much."

"So, why did you break up again later?" Dracula asked curiously.

"It was a fuse, a serious fuse." Grindelwald sighed and said in a heavy tone, "If that matter is not resolved, our relationship may not be able to return to the past."

He turned his head and looked deeply at Dracula, "Although I don't want to admit it, this is indeed a serious knot between the two of us."

"So... the help you want me to help is related to this fuse?" Dracula said thoughtfully, "Tell me in detail."

"Yes, mentioning this matter has to talk about Albus's sister who died that summer." Grindelwald said slowly.

"At that time, we were both ambitious and eager to find the three Deathly Hallows and become the masters of the Grim Reaper... Hehe, Albus's brother, Aberforth, was very disgusted with our ambitions and thought that Albus should stay to take care of their Obscurus sister."

"Yes, Albus's sister Arianna was bullied by Muggle children, so she suppressed her desire to use magic and became an Obscurus. It was this incident that made Albus want to rule the Muggle world with me at that time."

"Later, Aberforth's obstructive words angered I, we had a duel... No one expected that Ariana just came out of the room and saw this scene, and the silent power in her body exploded. "

"It's funny that this incident made Albus completely stay away from any power from then on. He was only willing to stay in Hogwarts as a headmaster with no ambitions. Even the position of President of the International Confederation of Wizards was just an honor..."

"Ariana Dumbledore became a thorn in Albus' heart and a wall between the two of us... ...If we don't tear down this wall, we will never be able to reconcile. "

Grindelwald said casually: "Dracula, you are now the real 'master of death', should there be a way to find Ariana's soul?"

"You overestimate the status of the so-called 'god of death'. It is just a dark creature with the ability to guide the souls of the dead." Dracula shook his head, "It seems that the souls that died a hundred years ago have long gone to who knows where."

"So even if you have mastered the three Deathly Hallows, you can't be omniscient and omnipotent?" Grindelwald was silent for a moment, and then said softly, "It seems that we were too naive when we were young."

"I don't think you need to worry about this problem." Dracula suddenly laughed, "It's better to say that you are also confused by the authorities..."

"According to my idea, Albus may still miss his sister, and even keep this incident as a warning to himself, but he will not stay in the past forever."

Grindelwald was stunned, and an inexplicable emotion gradually emerged in his eyes.

"Let's go. Albus's case is over." Dracula snapped his fingers and summoned a moon that didn't look dim in the sunlight. "There must be a solution to this. There's no need to dwell on the past. We have to look forward!"

The moonlight moved, covering Dracula and Grindelwald in the shadow.

...

The moonlight appeared in a small, dark, and very dirty room.

Dracula stepped out of the moonlight and couldn't help but frown. He subconsciously floated in the air without letting his feet touch the dirty ground.

There was a strong smell of sheep here, and thick dirt accumulated on several bay windows, and the light from outside could hardly penetrate.

Some candles were lit on the rough wooden table. At first glance, you might think the ground was compacted mud, but when you stepped on it, you found that the dirt that seemed to have been there for centuries was accumulated on the stone floor.

"What kind of place did Albus choose to be so disgusting." Dracula snapped his fingers in disgust.

The next moment, the filth in the whole room was swept away, revealing the stone floor that had not seen the sun for hundreds of years. The sunlight shone in from the window that suddenly became clean and transparent, almost blinding the eyes of the tall, thin, gray-bearded old man behind the counter.

"Walter f... what did you do?!" The gray-bearded old man behind the counter angrily threw the dirty rag into a glass of unknown color and yelled at Dracula, "You have completely destroyed the environment that the Pig's Head Bar is famous for!"

"And do you know that my customers are already used to the dirty environment here, and I don't need to clean it at all - now it has become like this, I have to work several times more!"

Dracula looked at the old man who was so excited that he foamed at the mouth, and his mouth twitched.

"Grindelwald, help me confirm, this old guy is Albus's brother?" He turned his head and looked at Grindelwald who walked out of the moonlight behind him, "Although there is nothing wrong with his blood and appearance, but this character..."

"He is indeed Albus's brother - Aberforth Dumbledore." Grindelwald looked at Aberforth and nodded slowly.

Aberforth was still cursing, but when he saw Grindelwald walking out from behind Dracula, his furious look froze instantly, and the expression on his face instantly turned cold.

"Get out, I don't allow you to enter the Hog's Head Inn." Aberforth said coldly.

"Why, this bar is closed?" Grindelwald teased, "How can a bar owner drive customers out?"

"I am the owner of this bar, I can do whatever I want, you don't care whether I do business or not!" Aberforth's face became colder, "Get out!"

"Calm down, Aberforth." Just as Grindelwald was about to make a few more jokes, another voice sounded from upstairs, "They are here to find me..."

"Come up, Professor Dracula, Gellert." The voice shouted to Dracula and Grindelwald.

Dracula looked at Aberforth with interest, and then walked up to the second floor of the bar leisurely.

Grindelwald did not provoke the angry Aberforth again, and went upstairs with Dracula.

At the top of the stairs is a living room with worn carpets and a small fireplace. Above the fireplace hangs a large oil painting, in which a blonde girl looks at the house blankly and tenderly.

Dumbledore was waiting for them upstairs, his eyes never leaving the little girl in the painting.

"It looks like Professor Dracula has succeeded." Dumbledore said softly when he heard footsteps coming upstairs.

"Yes, it went smoothly." Dracula snapped his fingers again, cleaned the sofa by the fireplace, and sat on it without hesitation. "I also saw the situation over there... So, Voldemort's consciousness has disappeared, right?"

"Indeed, our plan is basically complete." Dumbledore said, "The next step is to deal with the soul fragment in Harry's body, and everything will come to an end."

"Harry is already in the sixth grade, and he will be an adult in a few months."

"We all know that when Harry becomes an adult, Lily's blood magic will also be invalid at the same time. If you want to completely solve Voldemort's soul fragment, it may be safer to do it before Lily's protective magic expires."

Dumbledore talked to himself, and seemed not to notice that Grindelwald stood side by side with him, looking at the little blonde girl in the portrait together.

Her eyes were the same as Dumbledore's, as clear as the sky.

"Albus, we..." Grindelwald hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

After the short-lived common goal of getting rid of Voldemort was over, the biggest problem between the two returned to the beginning - Ariana's death was ultimately a disaster brought by Grindelwald.

"Wait a minute, Grindelwald, put your business aside for now." Dracula suddenly interrupted Grindelwald, "I suddenly remembered that I still owed Dumbledore a few things."

Grindelwald and Dumbledore were both stunned for a moment, looking at Dracula in confusion.

"Did you forget, Albus, I borrowed three things from you before I left." Dracula chuckled, took out a fluid-like light invisible cloak from the void, and handed it to Dumbledore.

"Potter's invisibility cloak, fortunately, was not damaged by me, so please help me return it to him."

Then, he took off a ring inlaid with a black gem from his index finger.

"The Resurrection Stone was passed down from Cadmus Peverell, and later passed to the Gaunt family, the family of Salazar's wife. In theory, it should belong to Riddle."

Dracula smiled, but threw the ring to Dumbledore, "You keep it for Riddle first, and you can use this ring to do some things that need to be done."

"If I'm not mistaken, this portrait should have been drawn after Ariana's death? The spirituality is obviously insufficient, and it is not something that the painter can easily restore... But if we have the Resurrection Stone as a reference, it should be fine."

"It can be regarded as allowing Ariana's soul to survive in another way."

Dumbledore's eyes gradually brightened, and Grindelwald beside him also showed a hint of joy.

In any case, as long as Ariana's spirituality can be restored in the portrait, at least it can ease the grudge between him and Dumbledore, and even Aberforth, whose relationship has always been at a freezing point, may change.

"Finally, there is this Elder Wand."

Dracula took out the elder wand with seven protruding branches and played with it casually. "I'll keep this for myself. You should have no objection, right, the two former owners of the Elder Wand?"

"Of course, Professor Dracula, you took it from me by force." Dumbledore smiled.

"That's good." Dracula shrugged.

He directly opened a space channel and threw the Elder Wand into the endless blood river in the realm of death.

In this way, no one will be able to collect the three Deathly Hallows and pose a threat to the position of the God of Death...

Just then, a footstep came up from downstairs.

The three of them turned their heads and looked at Aberforth who walked upstairs with an indignant look on his face.

"You three, stop celebrating!" Aberforth shouted, "There are large gatherings of Dementors and Inferi outside again. I really don't understand what you were busy with before!"

However, Dracula, Dumbledore and Grindelwald didn't seem to be surprised to hear the news.

They looked at each other and laughed, which made Aberforth look puzzled.

"I can't believe he couldn't help it so soon?" Dracula raised his mouth and stood up from the sofa.

"Let's go, Albus. After solving this matter, the Potter you have been thinking about can completely get rid of Voldemort's soul fragments!"

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