Hogwarts: I am Voldemort

"We can overcome it, Your Majesty the Dark Lord. I want you to know that all the blood of Dracula's faction comes from money transactions. We are doing well." Count Dracula looked up at Voldemort and said.

From his face, it was not difficult to see his persistence, but Voldemort still did not agree immediately.

"I know a werewolf who relies on empathy to control his cruel instincts very well, but on a full moon night, he still suffers from it."

Voldemort shook his head and said, then looked at Count Dracula, "Maybe you need to find another path instead of relying on me."

This was an obvious rejection, and Count Dracula had a look of disbelief on his face.

The same expression appeared on the face of Count Nosferatu standing next to him.

The two proud vampires couldn't understand the reason for Voldemort's refusal.

"Why?" Count Nosferatu asked without hesitation, "Why did you reject Count Dracula? The wealth and power behind him must be helpful to you."

His doubts were also Count Dracula's doubts, and even Luna and Neville's doubts.

All four were surprised by Voldemort's decision, which seemed so un-Voldemortish.

"I am walking on a difficult and tortuous road, Count Nosferatu. I must carefully choose the teammates around me, because that not only represents responsibilities and obligations, but in some cases, they will determine success or failure." The essential."

Voldemort gave his own reason, but the four of them obviously felt that this reason was a bit far-fetched.

"I want to hear the truth, His Majesty the Dark Lord. If your concerns are indeed something we cannot change, we will accept everything calmly, and if we change, we will definitely work hard to do it." Count Dracula said.

Voldemort rubbed his cane, pushed the monocle, hesitated for a moment and said: "Because it is not equivalent, Count Dracula, on the day when the [International Statute of Secrecy] is broken, the Muggles will consider us.

“Of course, this is a process of mutual consideration.

"And in this process, they will not think that wizards are aliens, but vampires are, so..."

He didn't say all the words, but the meaning was clear enough.

Muggles can accept wizards because although they are somewhat supernatural, they are still no different from humans.

But vampires are different. They are already another species, and they are bound to be boycotted by Muggles.

In other words, Voldemort's rejection stemmed from not wanting to bear unnecessary responsibilities.

"But you want to marry a vampire. If your wife is a vampire, they will still feel..."

"No, that's different."

Before Count Dracula could finish speaking, Voldemort interrupted him.

"I accepted Dani because of my previous commitment. I think this is a manifestation of beautiful quality."

"Just like I never told Count Nosferatu that I wanted help beyond what I can give in return, there is only a trade between us, not an alliance."

Voldemort's words were quite ruthless, but no one was surprised by them.

The Dark Lord is not called that because he looks black, his heart is black.

"But you are still insisting on your good qualities, aren't you?" Count Dracula said as if grasping a life-saving straw, "Can't you do it for us, or for Dany..."

"No."

Voldemort refused without hesitation, "I insist on keeping my promise for longer-term interests. Even if he is a bad person, he must have qualities that others can recognize, and I just choose to promise."

Perhaps only Voldemort can make "keeping promises" so utilitarian.

But this set of truly villainous remarks makes people feel more reassured.

At least Luna and Neville, who had lived with Voldemort for a long time, nodded in approval.

"If I persist, Your Majesty the Dark Lord, you know that the Dracula Faction is different from the other two factions. We have both strong individual strength and resources from the Muggle world. We can contribute these. All we want is... "

"You still want something, don't you?"

Voldemort smiled and interrupted Count Dracula's words, and stepped forward to help him up and said, "Count Dracula, I must be cautious about promises, because that is the only way for a bad person to reach an agreement with all parties.

"But to be honest, it's difficult for me to make a certain promise on the vampire living space, because in the foreseeable future, wizards and Muggles will definitely use this as an issue at the negotiation table. I don't want this to happen. The Luolan."

This was said thoroughly enough, Count Dracula really had nothing more to say.

Count Nosferatu's face showed a little bit of confusion. He said to Count Dracula angrily: "Maybe you can learn from the Nosferatu faction and live in a closed mountain. It’s very safe.”

"That's not safe."

Count Dracula said with a wry smile, "Muggles have a weapon that can directly destroy a mountain. Compared to this method, I think it is safer to hide among Muggles like the Monte Cristo faction."

His words stunned Count Nosferatu, who frowned and said, "Blowing up a mountain, are you kidding me?"

The Count of Monte Cristo nodded vigorously, indicating that it was not a joke.

Count Nosferatu still didn't believe it, and he looked at Voldemort, hoping to get confirmation from him.

"Let's learn about the history of World War II. Japan was visited twice by the 'Little Boy'. Two cities could not be said to be razed to the ground, but the power was indeed powerful." Voldemort said with a shrug.

"Does the wizard have a way to deal with it?" Count Nosferatu asked with a frown.

"That is not a good method. Excessive use will also cause great harm to Muggles. If it goes out of control, the planet will be destroyed."

Voldemort's words made Count Nosferatu's eyes widen in surprise.

This old guy, who had not left Mount Orikino for hundreds of years, had the idea of ​​going outside for a walk because of Voldemort's words.

"I have several filings for this, but to be honest, once the war starts, I don't think those filings are effective enough. You know, humans are emotional creatures, and many times we have no way to control ourselves."

Voldemort's words were a bit pessimistic, but this was the fact he saw.

"It's just that it doesn't suck blood, but it might be dirtier, right?" Count Nosferatu said with hatred. He didn't know what he had experienced before to say this.

"Almost, but at least they can be hypocritical, but vampires can't." Voldemort said teasingly.

Count Nosferatu shrugged in agreement.

"If we are loyal, what is the bottom line of your promise to me?" Count Dracula asked without giving up.

"The bottom line?"

Voldemort thought about it seriously and said, "Maybe I can only guarantee that your race will not become extinct. After all, I will marry a vampire."

This was a bit of a joke. He didn't think the other party would pay a lot for it, but he obviously underestimated Count Dracula's determination.

"If you can promise to ensure that the bloodline of the Dracula faction will not be extinguished, we are still willing to dedicate everything."

Count Dracula said unexpectedly and knelt down on one knee again.

Count Nosferatu, who was standing next to him, looked at the people next to him with a surprised look on his face.

That look seemed to say:

Count Dracula, are you crazy?