Looking at Dracula, who was close at hand, Ronan suddenly pulled a dagger from his waist and stabbed him in the heart.

Dracula's eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his left hand lightly, but the last shot came first, and he flicked his fingers on the dagger.

The Centaurs' carefully crafted daggers collided with Dracula's slender white fingers, but it was as if a piece of wood had hit a steel bar, first a spiderweb-like crack, then an inch-inch, leaving a grip still in Ronan's hand.

Ronan was startled, and subconsciously wanted to drive the four hooves backwards to escape from Dracula's attack.

Dracula took a step forward, and with a dodge approached Ronan's side, a hand firmly on his neck.

The next moment, a pair of pitch-black, wide, wings propped up by several sharp bones spread out behind Dracula, casting a broad shadow on the snow.

The wings flapped, sending a cold wind that dragged Dracula and Ronan's bodies off the ground. Dracula grabbed Ronan's neck and gave him a stern sneer, two sharp side teeth unreservedly exposed, and burgundy eyes like blood!

"Original... Turns out you're a vampire...... I wasn't wrong at all......" Ronan said with difficulty.

However, his neck was choked, and his voice was extremely dry and hoarse, not enough for a third person to hear.

The snowflakes on the ground were whipped up by the wind, creating a whirlwind that crumpled the morning mist in the woods, obscuring Dracula's form and Ronan's panic, and distracting Hagrid and the centaur tribe from view.

Behind the whirlwind, Dracula grabbed Ronan by the neck and sped forward, ignoring the obstacles in front of him. In an instant, several stout giant trees in the Forbidden Forest broke one after another, smashing heavily to the ground, making a deafening sound!

It wasn't until he reached a clearing with no trees left that Dracula stopped and threw Ronan on the ground like garbage.

"It's been a long time since I've been upset with you, centaurs." Dracula slowly descended from the sky and landed next to Ronan to look at him, his eyes full of coldness, "I have never understood how the centaur race has a brain. Living in the shadow of a sorcerer, he thinks very highly of himself, thinking that he can be transcendent from things. ”

"Ahem, ahem...... You will be punished! Ronan clutched his bruise-purple neck and coughed violently, a line of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"I won't, it's only the weak who will be punished." Dracula retracted his dark wings and crouched down, "Didn't you notice that I put several shields on you during the flight just now, because I was worried that your weak body would easily die." ”

"If your body is not strong enough and you are not proficient in magic, who gave you your arrogance? Stars in the sky? You can see clearly that it is the vampires that your people have always looked down on that trampled you under your feet, and the Forbidden Forest on which your people live is my private domain that has been my domain for thousands of years! ”

Ronan's eyes widened, and a legend that had been circulating in a clan for more than a hundred years came to his mind—

In 1811, the then Minister of Magic, Grogen Stamp, established a new definition of "man", and the wizarding community agreed to define "beast" along with it. Humans, i.e., wizards and Muggles, along with goblins, vampires, dominatrixes, giants, house-elves, beauties, and werewolves in human form, fall into this category.

However, the centaurs and merfolk refused to accept the term "human" as they did not want to share the term "human" with the vampires and dominatrix, and were voluntarily classified as "beasts".

The two races, who thought themselves high, soon paid the price-

Legend has it that after the meeting that defined "man" and "beast", a powerful vampire was so disgusted by this self-indulgent behavior that he broke into the territory of centaurs and merfolk alone.

He didn't care at all about the siege of the two clans, and easily broke through all the encirclements and quietly came to the side of the two patriarchs. Even the merfolk hiding in the deep waters of the lake did not escape the catastrophe.

No one knows exactly what happened, but the patriarchs of the two tribes at the time developed another creature in addition to the merfolk and centaurs themselves—blood-sucking, afraid of sunlight, and averse to garlic......

The vampire seemed to be using his actions to make them multiple-choice. If their patriarch turns into a vampire they look down on, will these two groups accept it silently, or will they abandon their patriarch entirely?

"Ahem, you...... You're Count Dracula?! Ronan asked in shock.

"It seems that more than 100 years have passed, and my story has not been completely forgotten." Dracula said with a chuckle.

"Ahem, so what? We centaurs are dead, and we will not be in the company of you half-dead evil beings! ”

Ronan's brown-red body fell on the snow, and the four hooves of the horses struggled weakly, but they could not stand up, looking miserable.

But still coughing up blood, he weakly but firmly said not to be with vampires. He was ready to repeat the mistake of the centaur patriarch who killed himself under the stars.

At this moment, a chaotic and loud footsteps came from a distance.

More centaurs surrounded them, including not only the male warriors of the centaur clan, but also many topless female centaurs and old centaurs.

They clenched the bows and arrows of different lengths in their hands, and nervously raised their bowstrings and pointed them at Dracula, their knuckles extremely hard, and they looked a little white, as if these backward bows and crossbows could give them a sense of security facing Dracula.

"Did you move the nest?" Dracula clasped his hands to his chest and looked at the scene in front of him with a smirk.

"Evil life, let go of Ronan!" The dark-skinned Bane stepped forward and shouted, "If he misses anything, we will purify you with all the power of our clan!" ”

"Heh, it's still the same as back then, do you want to be wiped out so much?" Dracula curled the corners of his mouth and said nonchalantly.

"Bane, leave me alone, you guys get out of here!" He suddenly barely held up half of the human with one hand and shouted at Bane.

Lying on the ground, Ronan had already learned Dracula's identity at this time, and he was extremely anxious, not wanting his own people to experience another defeat more than a hundred years ago.

Bane looked at him suspiciously, and before he could say anything more, a huge figure panted and followed, forcing his way through the crowd of horses and coming to Bane's side.

"Bane, don't you centaurs understand human speech at all?!" "I said, this is Hogwarts' new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, he has nothing to do with the unicorn murder, it's all a misunderstanding!" ”

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