The years of welding at Hogwarts

"You should have guessed it in your mind, right? That's a vampire. You should be familiar with the legend of Dracula. Dracula really exists in this world."

"Dracula..."

Although the expression on Noah's face remained as calm as before, his true heart had already revealed a terrifying smile like that of an old fox.

That’s right, that’s it, hate him, make that vampire’s ancestor the object of your hatred!

He doubted whether Casillas could become a powerful magician as he knew the history without experiencing the tragic fate of all his family members being wiped out.

Even if the other party eventually falls into darkness, Noah still has some intention of training him to be a magician.

If Noah completely cut off the possibility of the other party becoming a magician just because he was worried that the other party would go astray, then he might as well kill Casillas with one sword, which would be much easier.

This is also why he clearly controlled the method to turn back time and revive Casillas' wife completely, but he did not do so.

Instead, they took a more troublesome approach.

"All the vampires alive in this world originated from this vampire ancestor who has been active for thousands of years. He is also the root cause of your misfortune."

Be angry, never forgive, a strong and pure anger...

Let it be the driving force that drives you. Only when you become strong enough will you have the ability to protect your family. It is impossible to avenge your wife by relying solely on a fragile human body.

Say that to me! Geller...Casillas!

"Can I become as strong as you?"

No longer hiding the subtle evil smile in his heart, Noah's mouth corners were obviously raised, "Do you want to avenge your wife?"

"I advise you to give up this idea. Dracula is far more powerful than you can imagine. Even though I have practiced magic for decades, I am nothing more than an ant that can be easily crushed in front of him."

"Even if you have a talent for learning magic, I don't think you can accomplish the feat of killing Dracula in your lifetime."

Noah shrugged his shoulders. "Besides, Dracula is just a small existence among many dark beings. Above him, there are even more powerful dark beings..."

Natasha on the side turned her head silently, and her big, watery eyes turned into awkward little eyes at this moment.

Come again, come again.

The inherently evil Shafulin kid's ability to talk nonsense is simply too strong. Doesn't he know what shame and blushing are when he's lying?

What's Dracula's level?

And what is the level of tasaforin?

Although Natasha didn't know how powerful the legendary vampire ancestor was, the fact that he had never dared to show up in the world for hundreds of years under the suppression of the Ancient One showed that...

The opponent's level, uh, is actually quite limited, right?

Not to mention that vampires have fatal weaknesses such as fear of sunlight.

Although Dracula, as the ancestor, has a certain resistance to sunlight, he is not like those low-level vampires who will turn into ashes when exposed to sunlight.

But this real body is actually the little devil of the Phoenix. The Phoenix flame that is even hotter than the sun is a natural nemesis when facing this kind of dark creature, right?

Casillas completely ignored the subtle expression on Natasha's face and only caught the key information in the words of the mysterious boy in front of him.

Practice...

Decades of magic?

But no matter how you look at it, the other party is just a boy in his teens!

But judging from the positions and behaviors of the two people in front of him, the obviously younger boy is the dominant one in this duo.

And, magic?

So the other party’s true identity is a magician?

Rather than the vampire hunter that he had imagined...

What did the other party just say?

Do you have a talent for learning magic?

Thinking of what the other party had said before, Casillas acted without hesitation.

"Boom!"

With a dull sound of his forehead hitting the floor, Casillas knelt down in front of Noah without any dignity and bowed deeply to him.

"No matter how much effort it takes, as long as I can annihilate those vampires, I am willing to pay any price!"

"Please guide me!"

Chapter 385 Then there is only one answer!

"Are you so determined to abandon your dignity and kneel before another person?"

Noah's tone was calm and there was no trace of sadness or joy. "This road is very dangerous. If something happens to you, what will happen to your two children?"

"After losing their mother at such a young age, can they afford to lose their father?"

Casillas, who was blinded by the rage for revenge because his wife was brutally murdered, was stunned when he heard these words from Noah.

Yes, what should he do with his two children?

Reason returned to his brain. Unlike in the original time and space where he was left alone, Casillas slowly stood up and looked back at the two cute children who were sleeping soundly.

As expected, abandoning one's own child just to have the power to take up the blade of revenge is something that he could never do.

Having failed to protect his wife, he can no longer be considered a qualified husband. Does he now have to give up his identity as a qualified father?

The hesitation on Casillas' face was too superficial.

A palm-sized magic circle opened up beside Noah. He reached his hand into it and fumbled around, and soon pulled out an unidentified object in the shape of a flashlight from the storage space.

That was the wand that King Pigeon Ollivander had specially ordered for Noah when he first visited Diagon Alley. After Noah used it to cast the Patronus Charm for the first time, it was called the "Evolved Trustee".

It's just that Ollivander is like the endlessly delayed Cyberpunk 2077, although it finally managed to come up with such a decent wand.

But when Noah actually used it, he found out that...

For him, who has already mastered the magic of Animagus and fused half of the Phoenix bloodline, this is a complete pit!

Because the data about him that Ollivander had at the time was collected when the two of them first met.

Based on Ollivander's past experience, even if teenage wizards are at an age of rapid physical development, this will not have any effect on the compatibility between them and their wands.

In fact, the so-called wand selection of wizards is actually based on a series of indicators such as their personality traits and magical aura, rather than simply making choices based on weird physical data such as arm length or measurements.

But what Ollivander didn't expect was that there would be such a miraculous little wizard in this world.

It can only be said that living in a small, closed place like Diagon Alley all the time, the past few decades at Ollivander are basically no different from living in vain.

Today, although this Evolution Truster has only served Noah for a short period of half a year, it is no longer suitable for Noah.

In this case, instead of letting it continue to lie in its own storage space and endure the cold treatment in loneliness, it is better to give it to Casillas and see if there will be any miraculous developments in the future.

Noah used the permanent transformation technique that only changed the shape to brand a badge of the Three Hallows of Death belonging to the saints on the alloy staff made of mithril and vibranium, and then threw the Evolution Truster in his hand away casually.

The heavy metal stick fell to the ground in front of Casillas, making a loud bang when it hit the floor.

"If you have made up your mind, take it to 221B Baker Street, London."

Feeling Casillas looking up at him, Noah's eyebrows slightly curved, and he explained with an unknown idea in his mind.

"That's a wand I used before. Take it to the guardian wizard of the London Temple and tell him that Noah Shafrin introduced you there."

Holding the wand shaped like a flashlight in his hand, Casillas moved cautiously as if he was holding some rare treasure, and his eyes lingered for a long time on the wand with silver light flowing on its surface.

Should I give up my plan for revenge, or pick up the sword of revenge?

All the details of his past with Alana flashed through Casillas' mind like a kaleidoscope. He looked back at his two children with tender eyes, then turned back to look at the oil lamp burning quietly on the ground.

His hand gently stroked the cold lampshade of the oil lamp, as if he was caressing his wife's face.

Then, the answer is only...

The slight sound of space being cut apart attracted his attention.

In the few seconds he was stunned, a circular portal with golden sparks constantly splashing out from the edge had opened in front of him. On the other side of the portal was a bustling night city still shrouded in the glow of neon lights.

As Natasha, who was following behind Noah, also stepped through the portal, before Casillas could say anything, the portal in front of him quickly closed and disappeared completely in just two seconds.

Everything in the room returned to silence.

The two children were still fast asleep within the slowly disappearing soundproof barrier.

All the decorations and facilities in the room remained the same as before he left.

Even the ashes of the vampire that was stabbed into ashes flew all over the sky, and the ashes left in this world were unknowingly broken into the most basic particles, which were dispersed into the invisible with the slight flow of air in the room.

Casillas, still kneeling on the ground, could hardly believe what he saw and heard.

It was as if everything that had just happened before his eyes was actually just an extremely real false dream he had.

But the smell of blood coming from outside the door was warning him madly that it was not an illusion.

There was also the cold touch of the strange wand in his hand, and the lantern emitting a faint green light placed on the floor beside him. Everything told Casillas that this was the cold and cruel real world.

In just a few dozen minutes after he left home, his beloved wife was brutally murdered by a vampire who broke into the house for no reason. He experienced the pain of losing his wife overnight, and his two children lost their mother forever.

Faint sounds of police sirens could be heard from the distant streets, and as time passed, the faint sounds of sirens gradually became clearer, until finally several police cars surrounded his home from front to back.

Meanwhile, in the main palace of Kamar-Taj.

Master Ancient One, who was supposed to be maintaining the magic circle but was actually slacking off and drinking tea, narrowed his eyes helplessly.

"Noah, if you change the world line so casually, it will make me very distressed..."

Bald Qiang lowered his head and glanced at the Eye of Agamotto hanging around his neck.

After hesitating for less than three seconds, the thought that emerged in his mind was completely wiped out by Master Ancient One.

Forget it, let's try what the kid said.

Let the world develop naturally, and you just need to do your best to do your best.

……

After leaving the remote town where a horrific tragedy had just occurred, Natasha and Noah did not go too far through the portal, but simply moved to the city more than 30 kilometers away.

"Where are we going next?"

Natasha's voice couldn't help but carry a hint of anticipation.

Although, under the commission of Teacher Gu Yi, they use the portal as a quick and swift method to constantly travel to various places where monsters are constantly emerging, hunting down those monsters that are causing harm to the world.

This didn't seem much different from the fighting and killing missions she had always been on before.

Take the Quinjet, which has a fully reflective panel and can achieve full-band invisibility including visible light, to rush to the mission location to rescue or assassinate the target.

Or she could go undercover in a hostile organization alone, use various means to get close to the target of the mission, and then complete the mission orders given to her by Nick Fury.

But when carrying out previous missions, Natasha always felt that she was just an emotionless killing machine in Nick Fury's hands.

After ruthlessly completing the attack, it was put away like those cleaning tools used for cleaning, waiting for the next cleaning task to arrive in the dark utility room.

And now, even though they are killing people everywhere...

No, to be precise, monsters like vampires and werewolves cannot be called "humans".

This time, Natasha was able to clearly realize that everything she did was to silently protect those people who were unaware of the truth of this world.

This gave her a special sense of satisfaction.

Although this behavior cannot completely cleanse her dark past, it can slightly offset the guilt caused by having blood on her hands.

"It's just a low-level vampire. It's totally useless as a training exercise."

Natasha sighed helplessly, but her tone revealed a kind of confidence and pride in her current strength.

She was also very clear about her current strength and how much of a difference it was compared to before she met Noah.

Even the lowest-level vampires have already successfully taken the step of being "not human". As supernatural beings, vampires possess physical qualities that are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

If it were my old self, if I wanted to kill the other person without any precautions and without any information, I might have to pay a heavy price to do it.

But now...

Hey.

Natasha couldn't help but laugh in her heart when she thought about how she had killed a vampire in a cool way with just a casual blow.

This also made her look forward to the upcoming ghost hunting trip even more.

It would be best if she could find a vampire's lair, and then with Noah guarding her, she could rush in alone, wielding a magic sword and killing everyone.