Chapter 578
Since the last war, Dracula has been completely out of touch.
Black felt that perhaps the death of Voldemort had affected some of the decisions of the Tower.
Then the task of recruiting himself might have been cancelled.
This was not good news. In this case, it would be difficult for Black to see the true face of this organization.
Even if his vest had not been removed, the Tower would be a sword of Dark Morris hanging over his head.
Fortunately, this bad situation did not seem to happen.
Dracula, who had been out of touch for many days, finally sent a reply to Black.
He left a message for Black on the magic address book, hoping to meet Black at the Three Eight Broomstick Bar in Hogsmeade Village on the weekend.
For Black, there was naturally no reason to refuse this.
He readily agreed to Dracula's request.
If he guessed correctly, Dracula might make a final test of him this time, and then decide whether to confront him.
Black thought about it, and then sent several bottles of magic potion supplements to Dracula by owl.
Dracula had not contacted Black for so long, and the excuse was that he had been ill and had only recently gradually recovered.
So, Black naturally had to show some respect.
Of course, these bottles of magic potion supplements were not completely used to aid the enemy, but could be a small means to gain the trust of the other party.
There is gain only when there is sacrifice, and this little thing cannot be saved...
Suddenly, the magic address book lit up again.
Black opened the address book and saw Grindelwald's page flashing...
A message appeared on it.
"Black, can you do me a favor?"
...
Dracula was really happy after receiving those potions and supplements.
Because after the battle, only half of the advanced clone escaped.
Although he barely recovered again with the saved fountain of life, he became very weak.
He said that he had a serious illness, and it was not a lie.
Although Black's new potions and supplements were not many, they were very effective.
For Dracula, it was like timely help.
After taking these potions and supplements and resting well until the weekend, Dracula felt that he was finally alive!
At this time, he had a good impression of Black.
He was flexible, innovative, and most importantly, he was a good person!
He thought Black was taking advantage of his knowledge, but he didn't expect that he would give him supplements...
Dracula felt ashamed of his suspicion of Black.
The tower needs such talents! 527
Not long after, Dracula appeared in Hogsmeade.
He didn't fly here after transforming, but used Floo powder.
It's not that he can't fly, but that this way of traveling can avoid being exposed. HeI don't want anyone to see my true self.
He came very early, and there were only a few customers in the Three Broomsticks.
As usual, Dracula found a seat by the window and sat down, because there was sunlight here.
It's ironic to say that many years ago, he was a vampire who was afraid of sunlight. Sunlight was fatal to him.
Later...something happened, and the sunlight could no longer cause any harm to him.
Then, he liked to bask in the sun...
"Sir, what would you like to drink?" Ms. Rosmerta came over with a smile.
Dracula said reservedly: "I have an appointment to discuss things later, so drinking is not appropriate, so let's have a cup of coffee first."
"Okay." Ms. Rosmerta turned and left.
Dracula looked out the window again, his mind continued to fly.
This time, Voldemort died, and the higher-ups seemed very annoyed.
Perhaps a big plan was ruined? However, Dracula had no right to know about these things, he was just a field worker...
But the superiors might be angry with Black because of this.
After all, when Voldemort died, Black was also present, and he stood on Dumbledore's side.
The superiors did not cancel the recruitment mission, perhaps they wanted to trick Black into the organization and then do something that was not good for him.
If this is true, Dracula decided to find a way to save Black no matter what... At least, he had to save his life.
First, Black was good to him, and second, with talents like Black, the logistics would be guaranteed!
With this guarantee, field workers like him would be much safer when performing tasks!
He didn't consider safety before, after all, he had many clones, and they were all very powerful. Almost no one could do anything to him!
But since the Fourth Calamity came out... he has been abused... So, Black must join the Tower!
And nothing can happen!
Dracula was still thinking, and Ms. Rosmerta served him coffee.
At the same time, Black, who he had been waiting for, also walked in from the door.
Black looked around the store and immediately saw Dracula sitting by the window in the sun. He still had the face that Black had seen before.
It's really strange, how can a vampire like to bask in the sun so much?
But no matter how strange it is, the play still needs to be performed well.
Black walked quickly to Dracula and asked with concern: "Mr. Tepesh, are you in good health?"
"Oh... It's okay, it's okay... Please sit down."
Seeing that Black seemed to be coming closer to help him check, Dracula hurriedly asked Black to sit down.
He would not doubt Black's healing skills at all. After all, Black's healing skills were recognized by St. Mungo's.
So, of course he couldn't let Blake check his body!
BlakeWith Blake's ability, he will definitely be able to check out his special physique... If it is exposed too early, it will be difficult to continue the conversation.
Blake did not insist and sat opposite Dracula.
"Mr. Tepesh, you are not feeling well, you don't need to come to me at all, I should visit you!"
Dracula was very moved by Blake's concern.
And... this kid is so humble, he even said he would visit him... what a spring breeze! (To read the violent novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)
Of course, Dracula would definitely not let Blake visit him, because his place could not be seen.
"I am fine now, thanks to the bottles of magic potion supplements you sent me."
Ms. Rosmerta came over again and asked Blake, "Professor Green, what do you need?"
"Well... a cup of conch cherry syrup soda with ice, thank you." Blake ordered skillfully.
"You really like sweet taste as always." Ms. Rosmerta said with a smile. []
"I always feel that sweet taste can make me happy and make my mind active... I am very glad that I am not a Muggle, otherwise, for the sake of health, I dare not consume so much sugar..."
Blake responded with a smile. This was not the first time he came to this store. Counting them, he had been here with at least several different girls...
"So... Mr. Tepesh, since you are dragging your sick body to meet me, I guess you have something important to discuss with me?" Blake asked straight to the point.
Dracula smiled and did not speak, but quietly watched Ms. Rosmerta bring up Blake's drink.
After Ms. Rosmerta left, Dracula quietly cast a mute magic next to his seat so that others could not see or hear their conversation clearly.
"Oh? It seems that it is indeed very important, otherwise you would not be so cautious." Blake also became serious.
Dracula gently put a piece of sugar into the coffee, and then asked casually: "How do you... view this world?"
"How do you view this world?" Blake raised his eyebrows slightly.
This question is a bit big. If he really had to answer it, he could write a paper of tens of thousands of words.
"Which aspect do you mean?" Blake took a sip of sweet soda water, and then continued: "This world is very diverse. There is a wizard world and a Muggle world... and in the wizard world, different wizards gather together and have their own small world..."
Dracula smiled and said: "My question is indeed a bit big, sorry, or let me change the question... um... like you just said, what do you think of the wizard world?"
"The wizard world... is backward, very backward." Blake said very straightforwardly.
"Behind?" Dracula was a little surprised.=|
"Yeah...if I was born in a wizard family, maybe I wouldn't feel anything. But I was born in the Muggle world, and after seeing the rapid changes in the Muggles, I look at the wizard world again...the backwardness of the wizard world is outrageous...it's like a pool of stagnant water that is gradually stinking."
Dracula's eyes flickered, "So, your series of inventions are turning this pool of stagnant water into living water?"
"Me? No matter how strong I am, I can't do it alone." Blake said helplessly: "I alone, at most I can throw a stone into this pool of stagnant water. Although it can splash a lot of water when I just throw it in, as time goes by, the stagnant water will still be stagnant water..."
Blake's words are narrow-minded. He has been emphasizing "one person" for the purpose of luring Dracula to show his hand earlier.
Sure enough, Dracula immediately said: "Have you forgotten that there is an organization I belong to? My organization is composed of talented wizards who are good at various fields. If you want to stir up the stagnant water of the wizarding world, you are not alone!"
"Oh? You mean... you want to pull me into your organization?" Blake asked pretending to be very interested.
"Of course!" Dracula smiled and said: "I think you, who have seen the Book of Abraham, should not doubt our strength."
Dracula really started to pull Blake into the organization, but he still didn't show his cards completely. He just said that his organization is an academic organization!
Does he just want himself to join the organization as a technical talent?
That won't work! If you just do research, you can't get to the core of the organization at all!
So, Blake immediately raised the key to the problem.
"But... since you have been around for so long and have such ideas, why do you keep letting the wizarding world stagnate?"
You are so awesome and have so many talents, why is the wizarding world still stagnant? Does that mean that what you just said are all lies to deceive people?
Otherwise, with such an enterprising organization, how could the development of the wizarding world stagnate?
If what he said is not a lie, then why was there no movement in the wizarding world before Blake appeared? No one even knew the existence of their organization?
"Actually... we also have difficulties." Dracula sighed, with a look of regret on his face.
"Oh? What difficulties?" Blake took another sip of soda water and looked at Dracula quietly.
I want to see how you make it up!
“Ahem… The truth is, many years ago, when our organization was first established, we offended another powerful organization… Once our members stood out, they would be quickly targeted. Once they found out that they were our people, they would immediately… Alas… This organization was too powerful, and we had no way to resist, so we had to hide. However, we's various researches have not stopped!"
"Oh? In other words... In fact, the development that the wizarding world should have in recent years is hidden in your organization. Unfortunately, it is suppressed by a powerful organization and dare not be published?" Black touched his chin and asked.
"That's right!" Dracula clapped his hands and said with a look of grief: "That organization is really abominable... For its own personal revenge, it actually ignored the development of the wizarding world! If it continues like this, and the wizarding world has always been so backward, maybe it won't be long before the Muggles will discover our existence with their newly invented technology! At that time... God knows if the witch hunt of that year will happen again? At that time, how should the backward wizarding world deal with sudden threats? "
Watching Dracula's performance, Black secretly admired him in his heart. He is worthy of being an old actor who has lived for thousands of years. This drama is enough!
"Then... do you know what this organization is called? "Black asked.
"The organization that has been targeting us is called the Fourth Scourge!" Dracula said fiercely.
This time, the hatred on his face was not fake. After all, he was abused badly by the Fourth Scourge! It can be said that he suffered heavy losses!
Black almost spit out a mouthful of soda water, but he was not an ordinary person after all, so he endured it directly, and his face remained calm.
"The Fourth Scourge? This name is quite interesting...but what they did is really abominable! "Black immediately said with a look of indignation.
Damn, if the Fourth Scourge was not created by Black himself, and it was only created a few years ago, he would have believed Dracula's words. This guy's acting skills are really first-class!
Moreover, pulling out a common enemy and letting Black share the same hatred with himself can increase the chance of pulling the other party into the organization! I have to say that this approach is very smart.
If Black is really as passionate as he said, he will definitely hate this Fourth Scourge to the bone...
However, it's still the same problem. Dracula did not completely show his cards to him, and still insisted that they were just an academic organization with no ability to fight back.
In other words, he did not intend to let Blake get in touch with more advanced things...
However, the meal must be eaten bite by bite, and Blake felt that he should not be too anxious.
Join first, then consider other things.
"The Fourth Scourge is really hateful, especially their leader! He is simply a sinister and treacherous person, a scum among wizards! Beast! Animal!" Dracula was still cursing the leader of the Fourth Scourge.
Blake's face turned green when he heard this, you keep cursing!?
"That's right! The Fourth Scourge is really hateful!" Blake silently echoed.
Dracula was immediately excited when he heard that Blake also agreed with him, and emphasized again: "The most hateful one is the leader of the Fourth Scourge! Believe me! He is a..."
"Crack! Crack!"
"Hmm? Black, what's wrong with you?"
"Oh... I heard about the innumerable bad deeds of the leader of the Fourth Calamity that you mentioned, and I hate him so much!" Black clenched his fist and said fiercely.
You're done!
"There is just one problem... that is, once you join, you may also be targeted by the Fourth Calamity! In that case, you may be in danger... I hope you can think it over carefully before making a decision." Dracula pretended to retreat in order to advance.
Black slammed the table, looking like a young man in anger, "I will definitely join! How can I be a coward? !" .