"Trust other companions?" Albert opened his eyes with some doubt and looked at Newt's gentle smile.
"That's right, trust our other companions!" Newt repeated this sentence, "Some things bring too much pressure, and it's not something that small people like us can handle. There's no need to put too much pressure on ourselves at this time."
"But you have never been a small person, Mr. Scamander." Albert said with a wry smile.
"No, compared to the two great wizards standing at the top of the world, I am indeed just a small figure." Newt smiled and shook his head, "There is not much I can do in this world situation. I can only do my best. The rest is left to Dumbledore and other companions."
"Minister Abbott, don't you believe that the invincible Mr. Andros can handle the affairs of the Greek magic world?"
"Me?" Andros was suddenly mentioned and pointed at himself in disbelief.
He seemed to have given no thought to how to deal with the Greek magical community.
Newt quickly winked at him, signaling Andros to cooperate and calm down the miserable Greek Minister of Magic first.
Andros nodded in understanding and began to pat his chest repeatedly.
"Ah, yes, I will help!" He said confidently, "Don't worry, Albert. I will solve the problems I left behind myself!"
While saying these confident words, Andros secretly looked at Dracula with a helpless look, trying to learn the solution to the problem from his eyes.
However, Dracula spread his hands and said he could do nothing to help him...
Albert didn't notice Andros's little tricks behind his back.
After hearing Andros's confident speech, his spirits finally recovered a little, at least he was no longer as despairing as before.
"Malaca, I've made up my mind! I don't care anymore!" Albert said in despair.
"I should have thought of this earlier. For a Greek like me who has no ability, it is already very difficult to manage my own Ministry of Magic. Trying to influence such a major event in the wizarding world is simply asking for trouble!"
"Yes, that's right, Albert!" Newt gave him a comforting smile, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself. Learn to trust your other companions."
"That's right, I'm just a small character, there's no need to worry about this kind of thing." Albert nodded in agreement, "The invincible Andros will solve the problems of the Greek magic world!"
"After all, in the end, I decided to let myself go..."
Looking at Albert, who had realized the true meaning of life, Dracula fell into deep thought.
He always felt that there seemed to be some difference between the Minister of Magic's understanding of "don't have too much pressure" and Newt's "trust your companions"...
After thinking for a long time about what was different, Dracula felt that it was a bit troublesome and decided to give up.
Who cares if there is any difference? As long as the Greek Minister of Magic can live in peace!
Now, the despicable Herpo has been destroyed. Even if a weak soul possesses a Horcrux, it will take at least a few more years of accumulation of strength to revive again. It is not a problem for the time being.
As for the decline of the Greek magic world, it is also closely related to Herbo.
Only by finding the hiding place of Herbo's Horcrux and completely destroying Herbo, can Andros be freed from the secret realm on the top of Mount Olympus; when Andros no longer needs to absorb the dissipated magic power of the magic world to fight against Herbo, the root cause of the decline of the Greek magic world will be completely eliminated.
Dracula has no good solution to this problem.
He could only promise Andros that he would try his best to help find Hercules' Horcrux, but he was not sure that he could find it.
After all, more than two thousand years have passed. Who can know where a cunning dark wizard would put the Horcrux
In addition, what Dracula is most curious about now is the relationship between the black air left by Herpo and the Obscurus.
This matter has been handed over to experts such as Nicolas Flamel for analysis, and it shouldn't take long to reach a conclusion. There is also no need for Dracula and his companions to stay in this secret place any longer.
It seems that the main tasks that needed to be completed here have been almost completed, and there is nothing else worth staying for.
So Dracula said goodbye to Andros in a very casual manner, and got back into the silver Rolls-Royce parked on the smooth ground.
"Are you seated properly?" He looked through the rearview mirror at Newt's Abbott sitting in the back seat and asked with a chuckle.
Albert, who had experience in riding in a car, tightened his eyes, quickly fastened his seat belt, and tightly grasped the handrail by the door with both hands. Then he nodded nervously to Dracula.
Dracula couldn't help but laugh, and he casually pressed a few buttons on the dashboard and started the car steadily.
The "little angel" logo on the front hood has changed just like when it came -
The pair of wings behind the "little angel" slowly expanded, opened, and stretched out, and finally split into two unconnected wings.
One wing is attached to the left side of the car body, and the other is opposite it. Both wings flap at the same time.
A gentle breeze blew from beneath the wings, creating tiny ripples on the watery ground, which sparkled in the light of Andros's silvery patronus.
Dracula reached his hand out of the window and waved to Andros from a distance.
He looked at the red-haired figure of Andros wearing an ancient Greek robe in the side mirror, and suddenly thought of the reason why he came here in the first place -
At the beginning, Dracula was actually just feeling a little bored and wanted to find some old friends who were still alive, or perhaps just wanted to chat with them and reminisce about the past.
Who would have thought that I would experience so many things on this trip to Greece:
Helped Andros destroy the despicable Herpo; met Newt Scamander, who played a big role in the story told by Nicolas Flamel; discovered the truth behind the decline of the Greek magic world...
"I can only say that this trip was not in vain."
Dracula chuckled, without any hesitation, and pressed another button on the dashboard -
One after another, mysterious ancient runic symbols appeared on the body of the car, the windows, and even under the car, connecting with each other to form a glowing runic circuit that enveloped the entire car.
The next moment, the silver car took off from the ground and flew lightly towards the inverted Mount Olympus in the sky.
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After passing through the constantly rotating magic circle on the top of the mountain, the world started spinning again.
The direction of the world seemed to have been reversed again, and Mount Olympus suddenly turned around, with the majestic mountains standing on the flat land, just as they had been when they came.
Looking out the window at the majestic Mount Olympus, you can see that the thick fog that you came from has completely dissipated, and the occasional flash of black gas and white light on the top of the mountain is no longer there.
A bright beam of light shone out from behind the ridge, piercing into the distant sky like a sword, and also illuminating the snowflakes on the entire top of Mount Olympus.
The colors of Mount Olympus became clearer—
The top of the mountain is covered in snow-white; a distance below it turns into wood ochre formed by exposed rocks and soil; continuing to extend downward, you can see a large amount of artificial light gray, as well as the rare dark green that represents vegetation in winter.
With the transition of several colors one by one, Dracula stopped the car at the foot of Mount Olympus.
Several members of the Greek Ministry of Magic were already waiting there anxiously.
"Minister Albert, did you know? The strange phenomenon on the top of the mountain has disappeared!" As soon as one of the younger brothers saw Albert coming down from Dracula's Rolls-Royce, he excitedly rushed over to announce the good news, "We have won after all!"
"Yes, we did win... We won without any help." Albert has now experienced many ups and downs with Dracula, and he is very calm when facing his excited younger brothers.
"Calm down, all of you. Don't make fun of yourself!" He suddenly shouted, "I don't understand why our Greek Ministry of Magic recruited useless guys like you who make a fuss over trivial matters."
After being scolded by Albert, several younger brothers looked at him with confusion and grievance.
They thought: "Weren't you the one who was making the most fuss before? We all thought that this abnormal weather was normal, but the Minister was so anxious that he thought that the Greek magic world was about to be in trouble..."
Of course, they didn't say what they were thinking, but the dissatisfaction in their expressions was quite obvious.
"You're not convinced, are you?" Albert looked at them with a look of disappointment. "Then let me ask you, do you know the reason for this weather situation?"
Several younger brothers shook their heads in confusion.
"Then do you know why the weather has returned to normal?"
The brothers shook their heads again.
"You don't know this, you don't know that, and you don't even think about investigating the truth of the matter. How dare you not accept this?" Albert was furious. "Go back and write an apology to me!"
Albert said hello to Dracula and Newt, then left with his men using the few remaining door keys, cursing.
Dracula and Newt couldn't help laughing as they watched the Greek Minister of Magic leave.
"It seems that Albert has recovered quite well!" Newt couldn't help laughing. "Looking at his condition, he should have completely put aside his worries about the Greek magic world."
"I don't know whether they have put down their worries or not..." Dracula also said with a smile, "But I can guess that after Albert returns, the members of the Greek Ministry of Magic will be in trouble!"
"These useless members should be properly trained." Newt smiled and shook his head. "These people can't even use the Muggle Repelling Charm. I don't know how they complete their daily duties."
Dracula nodded with a smile and turned to look at Newt.
"Mr. Scamander, do you have any other plans next?" he asked. "If you don't have any other plans, I would like to invite you to my private castle. It would be great if you could tell me about the Global Wizarding War."
"A private castle..." Newt's eyes moved slightly, "Professor Dracula, do you want to invite me to visit Brown Castle?"
Dracula's expression changed slightly.
"Did that old man Nico tell you my identity?" he asked, "Or did Dumbledore tell you? I heard that you have a good personal relationship with them."
"They didn't tell me your identity, Professor Dracula." Newt smiled shyly, "But your identity is not difficult to guess, is it?"
He looked at the corners of Dracula's mouth and ears, and explained, "You may not bother to disguise yourself too much, so you only hide the vampire's fangs, nails and wings, but your genitals, hair color and ears are still different from those of ordinary people."
"I thought that many wizards in the magical world have different physiques from ordinary people, so these small details shouldn't attract your attention." Dracula asked thoughtfully.
"These details of your appearance are indeed not enough for me to confirm your identity." Newt said softly, "Even if you have done a good job in your daily performance, you can still see some differences in some minor details..."
"For example, when you are sitting in the driver's seat, I have observed that whenever there is a faint sunlight shining through the fog into the car, you will subconsciously withdraw your exposed hand from the window and place it on the door handle where the sunlight cannot reach..."
"Also, when you were driving out of the secret place, because the fog had dissipated, you obviously frowned when facing the sunlight, and then you closed the car window."
"Combined with some of your physical characteristics, we can basically determine that you are a vampire." Newt said seriously, "Of course, the most important thing is your very natural attitude when getting along with Nico and Andros..."
"It was only when I got older that I gradually felt less pressure to talk to a great man like Nico who was hundreds of years old." He then laughed at himself, "But I was actually in awe of him when I was young."
"But you didn't seem to feel any pressure when you were talking to them. Instead, it felt like you were talking to an equal. And both of them respected you very much. This also shows that your age is definitely not what you show on the outside."
“It seems that you may be the Count Dracula who once left a mark in the history of magic,” Newt said.
"It's really amazing. Is this the observation ability of the world's most famous magizoologist?" Dracula said with interest, "You are also the first wizard to recognize my identity."
“I actually just discovered it by accident.” Newt smiled shyly.
"Others haven't discovered so many surprises." Dracula chuckled and shook his head. "Now I'm more interested in you, Mr. Scamander."
"So you want to come and look around my castle?"
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