"William? Ralph? ...... Lesembra? Ning An read each other's names with difficulty, glanced at Carly and Daphne behind her, and asked each other with her eyes

"Do you know?"

Both shook their heads, indicating that they hadn't heard of it.

So several people fell into a stalemate, and the atmosphere fell into silence again, feeling that this was not the way Ning An was about to open his mouth to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't expect Baron William to speak first

"What era is it?" He asked suddenly, thoughtlessly.

"Huh? What did you say? ”

"I'm asking what age it is?!" Baron William roared loudly

"Well, it's 1992, can you understand? Or do I want to use AD..."Listening to the other party's question, Ning An thought of something slightly, could it be that this guy is a person who lived a long time ago?

"Oh, 1992......" the baron muttered, and then sat back down on the couch, as if at last he had calmed down.

He looked at Ning An and Daphne and Calydora behind him, thought for a moment and said:

"You're wizards? Come on—sit down first, and I think we can have a good talk." ”

Seeing that the other party was willing to communicate, Ning An and the others were naturally happy, they didn't want to fight with strange guys without explanation.

The three of them sat down on the sofa opposite the baron, each other was a little embarrassed, and they didn't know where to start, Ning An had no choice but to ask:

"Uh... This, Baron William? ”

The old man nodded and said to him:

"Well, you can call me that." After he regained his composure, he suddenly became elegant, and even his voice took on a magnetism that he had not had just now.

"Hmm... What I'm trying to say is, just now — you were — "

"I'll tell you." Before Ning An finished asking, he seemed to feel that Ning An and the others were at a loss about the current situation, and Baron William planned to take the lead in explaining.

He narrowed his eyes, and then his first sentence shocked the three of Ning An

"I am a vampire, born in 1451."

"1451—" Daphne gasped, wasn't that more than five hundred years ago?

The look on Baron William's face remained unchanged, and he said silently:

"If it's true that this year is 1992, then I think it was 41 years ago, yes, I will never forget, 41 years ago, I was killed in my own home by a wizard."

The old man's words caused an exclamation, and Daphne couldn't help but ask again:

"So, are you dead?"

The baron smiled slightly, he looked at Ning An and whispered, "I've already said something about myself, shouldn't you also talk about why it appeared in my house?" ”

Ning An was still calming the huge waves in his heart, and he couldn't believe that the person sitting in front of him was a vampire who was more than five hundred years old, and according to him, he was already dead.

After listening to the old man's question, he had to suppress his mind first, think about it for a while, and speak slowly

"The three of us, all wizards." He took a deep breath and continued

"If you want to finish it, it's a very long story, in fact, the three of us got the word that here is a previous notebook that originally belonged to a very powerful, arguably the most powerful dark wizard in years, which records the knowledge and magic he learned back then."

Ning An looked at William on the other side, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and he still said slowly:

"The word says the notebook is hidden in this old Ralph house, so we thought we'd come over and see if we could find it."

At this moment, the baron interrupted him abruptly, almost pounced, glared at the ballballs, and shouted sharply:

"Dark wizard, what's the name of that dark wizard?!"

"Uh-" Ning An didn't know how to answer, he hesitated and whispered:

"He's got a lot of names... At that time, however, he generally referred to himself as Voldemort. ”

"Voldemort? …… Voldemort? Baron William sat back on the couch, still muttering Voldemort's name, as if trying to find the man in his head.

"Hmm... Oh, I have the impression that at the time it seemed to be a somewhat famous dark wizard. Somehow the baron's face was full of disappointment and doubt, and he still shook his head, and muttered:

"Voldemort? Voldemort? ”

Ning An suddenly had an idea and blurted out: "He also has a name—called Tom?" Riddle. ”

The moment he heard the name, Baron William's eyes suddenly turned red, and his breathing suddenly became short

"Yes, that's right! Is that him- Tom? Mavolo? Riddle! I can still remember the meanness of his introduction to himself. ”

Ning An and the three looked at each other, and Caridora asked suspiciously:

"You know him?"

"Acquaintance? - Of course I do! He killed me! Baron William's eyes were blood-red and he roared.

"Ah......" Ning An and the others were dumbfounded, they couldn't imagine that the old vampire in front of them was actually one of the revenants in Voldemort's hands.

"He, why should he...... Kill you? Ning An asked tentatively and softly.

The baron seemed to be caught in his memory, and he said to himself

"Why? Why? - How would I know. He kept pacing back and forth in front of the couch, as if this would dispel the anxiety in his heart.

He slowly recalled:

"1951, aha, a time I'll never forget—" said the baron with a sarcastic smile

"It was a time when I was going to be reborn as a vampire."

"Freshmen?" Ning An asked in confusion, he noticed that Daphne and Calydora next to him didn't seem to know much about it either, and they frowned, waiting intently for the old vampire to answer for them.

"Yes, that's the reincarnation of a vampire's lifespan every five hundred years." Earl William slowly spoke of secrets that several people had never heard of

"Vampires are very strange creatures, and after you become a vampire, your strength will be at its peak for about the first fifty years - and then, after the peak is over, your strength will weaken and your body will grow old, and you will start to torture you constantly." The old man's expression was serious, as if he remembered the time when he was weak.

"Most vampires die during this time, either because of a weakening of their strength and being killed, or by some accident, or because they can't bear such a long period of pain."

His voice was magnetic, and the three of Ning An couldn't help but be fascinated by it, something they had never heard before.

William cleared his throat and continued:

"However, as long as you wait five hundred years, the vampires will be reborn, and after the new life, they will return to their infant age and their strength will return to their peak."

The baron said quietly:

"But five hundred years later, the weaker the strength became, and in the last days I had to move to this remote town like an ordinary old man, living alone, to avoid any accidents."

"Accident means Tom?" Ning An couldn't help but ask.

William glanced at him and said silently

"It was my last year of freshness – and I thought I would soon regain my strength." At this, his tone turned resentful

"Then there was a knock on my door, and I opened it... It was that wizard, Tom, yes, I could tell at a glance that he was a wizard, but maybe I was too weak, and he seemed to treat me like a normal Muggle. ”

Baron William's voice was no longer magnetic, replaced by a sharp, resentful one

"He introduced himself, told me his name was Tom Riddle, made up a bunch of lies, and begged me to let him spend the night here. I was deceived by his smile and thought he was just a harmless little wizard. ”

At this time, the baron seemed to be eager to crush the roots of his teeth, and he continued gloomily:

"Then I brought him in, and I came to this room, and sat down to make a cup of black tea—" Ning An could understand the old man's mood, and it was not a pleasant thing to recount his death.

Then there was a green light, so bright and bright that I could barely hear the words "Arvada-" before I lost consciousness. ”

"It's a killing curse." Ning An said softly, Daphne and Caridora nodded, and Daphne hurriedly said to the old man:

"It seems that Voldemort killed you as a normal Muggle and took possession of the house, where he seems to have lived for some time afterward."

"He sealed this room and studied the dark arts in the other rooms, and when he was done, he turned it into a haunted house and left the place." Ning An speculated.

"Maybe he also tampered with the memories of the townspeople at the time... Maybe they've used them for experiments. Calidora said tentatively.

Ning An nodded, and then asked suspiciously:

"But why didn't you die? Baron William? As far as I know—no one can escape from the Killing Curse—" At this point, he remembered that Harry was immortal, and he couldn't go on for a moment.

Baron William's face was expressionless, and he spoke even more coldly:

"Although I didn't finish freshman... But the new strength has already built up in me. So I didn't die at that time, because of this force, I fell into a state of suspended animation, and I could neither wake up nor complete a new life. ”

"Now ......"

"Your spell—" he whispered, "it was like an introduction that awakened the last power within me, and it woke me up." ”

"And now, my body is back to the same state it was ten years ago, and I don't think I'll ever be able to regenerate again." William said bitterly:

"In other words, I'm not dead, but I've only ten years to live, and—very weak."

He shook his head, sighed slightly, and then said bitterly, "My greatest wish now is to kill that bastard Riddle so that he can taste death too." ”

"Oh, I'm afraid you can't do that." Daphne interjected, "He's dead." ”

"What!?" Baron William looked surprised and lost.

"No, I should say half-dead." Ning An explained with a wry smile:

"He wanted to kill a boy in the same way, but he missed, and the killing curse hurt himself, and now... Well, Riddle, just lurking for a long time. ”

"That's fine, let me find him, and then ...... Kill! William said viciously.

"If he hadn't been seriously injured like this, I think you should have prayed that he forgot about you." Ning An shook his head and said slowly:

"Riddle has a great reputation in the wizarding world, he is known as the "Dark Lord", and it is not easy to kill him. ”

"What the hell is going on?" said the old man, sitting on the sofa with a disappointed face, his old cheeks huddled together, and he looked at the three of them with a wrinkled face.

"Can you tell me what has happened in the last few decades, and in return, I think I can help you find his notebook."