Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"Old man, where are we going now?"

"You want that rat, bastard."

"Rat? What rat?"

In the forbidden forest, a person and a ghost were walking quickly through the trees. Dracula wrapped the red aura around Louis, causing him to float in the air.

Louis did not expect that the Forbidden Forest would be so large. The further inside, the less sunlight would penetrate through the woods. Therefore, inside the Forbidden Forest, darkness and dampness were its main theme.

"Ah."

Dracula didn't explain much to Louis, "However, you guys are really good and can compete with Dementors."

"What did you say..."

He was just about to ask Dracula a question when suddenly a large number of ghosts in cloaks appeared in front of him, and the ultimate bone-chilling attack instantly invaded his whole body.

Those were the dementors who came looking for Sirius. Louis could even see himself and Harry's flashing Patronus Charm rising up under the large number of dementors.

"Old man, can't they see us?"

Louis pointed at the group of dementors, and Dracula led him into them alone. However, except for Louis feeling the coldness around him, the dementors did not seem to feel disturbed by outsiders.

"Do you think vampires are still humans?" Dracula glanced at him. "Dementors can be said to be things created by your wizards. Of course, they can only feel the soul power of your wizards."

"And I am naturally capable of blocking their detection. They are just a group of dementors."

Dracula seemed extremely indifferent. The overlord of the Forbidden Forest indeed had the arrogance to say so.

"What are you going to do? Are you crazy?"

"Call the gods to protect you!"

Louis, who was beside Dracula, took out his wand and chanted the Patronus Charm, and a silver wolf suddenly burst out from the group of dementors.

The appearance of the patron saint wolf frightened the group of dementors and fled around. The silver wolf fell from the sky. Louis saw the silver wolf he summoned running towards the two patron saints on the ground.

Then before he could react, the scene in front of him changed instantly, as if it had been moved by space. When he could see his surroundings clearly again, he had already arrived in a quiet dense forest.

The trees here seem to be different from those in the Forbidden Forest before. They appear more ancient and time-honored, and it seems to be a difference in personal style. Dracula's residence is more majestic than Aragog.

"Reckless, stupid! Since you traveled back from the future, you should know that time is fragile. What you just did may destroy the entire timeline."

"Don't ask me how I know you are from the future. You have too many flaws."

Louis did not speak. He knew that what he had just done was indeed a bit impulsive, but in order to protect his companions, he almost subconsciously took action, because he and Harry alone were not enough to resist so many Dementors.

However, the second silver wolf that originally appeared turned out to be released by himself, so he saved himself in disguise.

As for how Dracula knew it, Louis was not surprised. After all, he learned from Aragog's tone that the entire Forbidden Forest was almost under Dracula's control, and nothing they said or did could escape him. Eye.

"I think the purpose of following you is to find out about Peter Pettigrew, take him back and hand him over to the Dementors."

"What about him?"

"Don't worry, young man." Dracula walked to an ancient tree and pressed lightly on the trunk.

"Aren't you curious why I took the initiative to bring you here?"

"What is this?" Louis saw dots of lines appearing on the trees that Dracula had pressed, and then those lines extended to the crown of the entire tree.

"This is why I brought you here. You have a good relationship with that dog. I think he should have told you."

"Sirius?" Lewis thought for a while, and suddenly he seemed to remember something.

Both Sirius and Lupine seemed to have mentioned that the vampire in the Forbidden Forest was guarding a kind of power and a kind of inheritance.

"This is the inheritance they left thousands of years ago." Dracula stroked the tree trunk, as if reminiscing, "Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff."

"The four of them are the most powerful and talented wizards I have ever seen. I have to say that their strength was at the top of the entire wizarding world at that time."

"I got to know them during their journey. At that time, the vampire clan showed its weakness and was hunted by the wizards. Vampires were regarded as a manifestation of disaster and disease by the wizards, and they were almost driven out and killed by those people."

Dracula's heart is full of sorrow, and even the being who stands at the top of the Forbidden Forest has a pitiful past.

Yes, vampires represent bats, and anyone would avoid this kind of life. It is conceivable what kind of discrimination and helplessness Dracula would have suffered at that time.

"So, you tell me this..."

"I just hope that you can take this inheritance away." Dracula finally stated his purpose.

Silence, Louis did not expect that Dracula would take the initiative to give the inheritance to him, because according to Sirius, it is extremely difficult to get this inheritance.

"Why?"

"I just hope it won't be in the hands of evil people, such as the bald man." Dracula explained, "Of course, this is what the four of them meant by choosing you."

"Four of them? Impossible..." Louis was a little surprised that the founder of Hogwarts a thousand years ago would actually think of its existence a thousand years later?

"This was the prophecy at that time. Rowena brought it from Merlin's temple." Dracula pulled out a small glass-like ball out of thin air.

The prophecy ball was suspended in the air, and gradually hissed and whispered inside the ball:

"One thousand and five hundred years from now, a young man will appear who will open up the dark world. He was born from the union of two ancient pure-blood wizarding families and was raised by Muggles. He has powers that no one else has. Only he Only then can we defeat the real darkness.”

"Does the real darkness refer to Voldemort?" Louis asked Dracula when he saw his face reflected in the crystal ball.

"I don't know, but that guy's strength is not that high." Dracula's tone was full of disdain, and Voldemort was not worth mentioning in his eyes.

Louis scratched his head in embarrassment. After all, he was the second generation Dark Lord, but he seemed so unworthy of mention in Dracula's mouth. If the noseless one heard this, he would probably vomit blood.

"I can only say that the magic power of wizards is getting worse and worse nowadays. If the Dumbledore you talk about was placed a thousand years ago, it would have been at least above average. At that time, wizards and Muggles were fighting wits and courage. , your mental strength is always in a state of tension, but now, Voldemort has made you panic."

"I can't help it, it's peacetime, old man." Louis spread his hands, "Don't you think life is better now than before."

"Glib tongue." Dracula leaned against the ancient tree, "How about it, are you willing to accept this inheritance?"

"Yes, yes, but you have to let me see Peter Pettigrew. I have to ensure his safety." Louis never forgot the purpose of his trip.

"You don't believe me?" Dracula smiled, and he grabbed it out of thin air. Suddenly, a passage appeared from the air, and a short man fell to the ground with a strange scream, and with a thud, a dog ate its shit.