Brasov, Transylvania, in a shady wood.

A group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared here...... Most of the uninvited guests were men and women, and most of them were foreigners, and they were basically strong, but most of their faces looked older.

The one at the head has a very rough face...... Guttered gray hair, scarred face, and slightly baring sharp canine teeth...... This rough man makes people feel intimidated at first sight.

The group was not very fast, and their goal seemed to be to prepare for a castle on the north side of Brasov.

Fenrir Greyback walked at the front of the crowd, his brow furrowed and he looked a little angry.

Stopping, he whispered with some displeasure, "What is Jean doing...... After so many days, he hasn't even rushed over!"

"Didn't the Dark Lord give Jean a very important task...... "A werewolf on the side leaned over and said, "Maybe it's because that mission is more troublesome and delays time......"

"If it's really a troublesome mission, the Dark Lord will definitely let me go there himself!" Fenrir Greyback said with a haughty face, "Since he sent Jean over, it must be a very simple mission......"

"That's ...... nature," the werewolf next to him hurriedly laughed.

Fenrir Greyback's face sank instantly: "Damn Jean, she must have met some beautiful Muggle girl who was taken away by her...... The next time we see him, I guess it will be after the next full moon night!

"Fenrir, with you leading the team, it won't be......" Before the werewolf could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by another voice.

"Greyback, what is the goal of our trip?" asked Remus-Lupin, in a low voice.

Walking among this group of werewolves, he was inconspicuous with gray hair and ragged clothes.

"It's almost there, Remus. Fenrir Greyback gestured impatiently to the position halfway up the hill ahead: "See, that's it...... Dracula's Castle, the nest of the bats. ”

"Dracula's Castle......" Lupin couldn't help frowning as he looked at the castle halfway up the hill in front of him, "Are you sure you're not mistaken, Greyback?"

"How could it be ......" Fenrir Greyback was also stunned.

"But......" Lupin asked, hesitantly, "in that castle I saw only Muggles, not any vampires?"

......

Yes, packed with Muggles.

Dracula's Castle (as the Muggles called Brown Castle) is built on a hill with an impassable hill against the backdrop of an impassable hill overlooking the road that runs through the valley. Legend has it that Count Dracula converted the gate of the castle into a wall in order to defend himself against foreign enemies, and the only way to enter the castle was to go to the south side of the castle and climb up the rope ladder thrown down from it

However, a sturdy drawbridge has now been built to the south of the castle.

Groups of Muggles, dragged their families, were happily crossing the drawbridge towards the castle. Not only on the drawbridge, but also on the rugged mountain roads and in the castle, there were Muggles everywhere.

Most Muggles looked like foreigners, curiously touring the castle and pointing at the surrounding scenery...... There are also quite a few Muggles in uniform, who are maintaining order.

From time to time, there were a few screams from inside the castle, but not in fear, but in excitement.

"So many Muggles!" one of the werewolves licked his lips, "If it's a full moon night......"

"Idiot!" Fenrir Greyback slapped the werewolf on the head, "Even on a full moon night, we can't kill so many Muggles without leaving a single one...... If only one escapes, it will be a disaster!"

"At least a few thousand Muggles, if not ......more," muttered a werewolf who was decent in arithmetic, "what the hell are they doing?"

"Looks ...... It seems to be a travel ......" Lupin said with some tears and laughter, "The Muggles seem to have taken that castle ...... Turned into a tourist attraction?"

"So...... What about the vampires?" the werewolf asked curiously.

"I don't know......" Lupin shook his head.

"Wait!" Fenrir Greyback thought for a moment, and finally found a stone and sat down:

"By the evening, when the Muggles have dispersed, the bats should come out!"

......

Things don't seem to be going the way Fenrir Greyback expected.

As night fell, the number of Muggle visitors to Dracula's Castle increased, rather than decreased...... There were also a few Muggles dressed as vampires, holding tightropes and flying over the edge of the castle, and laughter erupted from inside the castle.

Waited until midnight, and it was still the same.

Looking at all this in front of them, the werewolves couldn't help but look at each other.

Fortunately, there didn't seem to be any Muggles in the woods they were.

"Could it be that we're in the wrong place?" asked a werewolf in a whisper.

"It can't be!" Fenrir Greyback glanced at the werewolf, and then he seemed impatient.

He jumped up a large tree with a strong stride, and then looked up to the sky and let out a long howl: "Woo-"

Unfortunately, the Muggles on the other side of the castle were not only not frightened by his screams, but also pointed at him. There were also a few children, who also learned the werewolf's howl, and shouted to this side......

Fenrir had no choice but to jump from the tree.

"Wait, there's a voice!" Lupin's face changed suddenly, and he turned to look at the dense forest behind him.

Countless pairs of eyes that glowed pale green also stared over there.

Under the watchful eyes of the werewolves, a thin figure slowly walked in front of them.

Lupin picked up his wand and lit up the unknown creature's face.

He looked like a normal person, except that he was shorter and his skin was pale...... He looked timidly at the werewolves around him, as if he was trembling.

"Werewolf?" he asked, in a husky voice, trembling.

"Vampires?" Fenrir Greyback nodded, asking rhetorically.

The thin figure nodded quickly.

Fenrir Greyback lifted the sleeve of his right arm and said with a haughty face, "I brought the order of the Lord...... You should know what it means!"

The short vampire took a few steps back, his head shaking incessantly, his eyes widening, apparently frightened by something.

"Now that you've seen ......," Fenrir Greyback snorted coldly, "take us to your lair!"