Theoretically, Voldemort really didn't have to go to Albania to hibernate again.

The Ravenclaw crown had been taken from a hollow tree in the forest by the young Tom Riddle, and he had made a Horcrux that would sit in the Hogwarts Responsive Room for decades.

So he didn't come to Albania to find his own Horcruxes.

In addition, according to Nagini's memory, as Voldemort's only friend during his hibernation, she did not meet Voldemort in this forest until he died in Godric's Hollow.

In other words, Voldemort did not know about Nagini's existence before.

Voldemort also did not come to Albania in search of his fellow vipers.

In this way, it is likely that there is something in this forest in Albania that can attract Voldemort, and allow him to drag the remnant soul worse than a ghost and more fragile than a geys, to come here.

What could that be like that?

Dracula frowned, silent for a long time.

He really couldn't imagine what else was worth it in this unremarkable forest......

"Pickett, don't mess with other people's things!"

Newt's voice suddenly rang out, interrupting Dracula's thoughts.

Dracula looked down and saw an animal the size of a palm with two small brown eyes standing at the cuff of his cuff, fiddling with a delicate button.

The creature was the color of a twig from top to bottom, and seemed to be made up of bark, leaves, and twigs, making it difficult to spot if lying on a tree.

Hearing Newt's voice, Pickett immediately withdrew his two slender, tentacle-like claws, and stood honestly on Dracula's folded arms, looking at Newt with an innocent face.

"Pickett seems to like you, Professor Dracula." Newt smiled at Dracula.

He reached forward and took Pickett to his index finger, and raised his hand to his eyes, looking at him dotingly.

"Does this tree-guarding pot still have a name?" Dracula asked in some surprise as he temporarily shook off the doubts about the Albanian forest in his heart.

He turned his head to look at the Dharma Protector Tree against which he was leaning.

The Guardian Tree was very similar to the ordinary Yamanashi tree in the Muggle world, with many of the bark, leaves, and twigs of the Protector lying on the slender branches, looking curiously at Dracula below, and some of them jumping down from the tree to greet Newt.

Dracula looked back and forth a few times at the tree guards and Pickett standing on Newt's index finger, but he couldn't see the difference between these little things.

I don't know how Newt distinguished, but at a glance, he could see at a glance that the tree guard pot that was just fiddling with the buttons was the Pickett in his mouth.

"Isn't it possible that every tree guard pot here has a name?" Dracula suddenly thought of a possibility and looked at Newt in shock.

"It's not that exaggerated...... Newt looked at the cauldron on his index finger, "but I did think about doing this when I was younger, giving each magical beast a name that was unique to them." ….

"But then I got older, and my memory was not as good as it used to be, and I couldn't remember the name of every magical beast. Also, choosing a name is never easy, so in the end, it doesn't work."

"But Pickett was different, he was one of the first animals to be with me. During the Global Wizarding War decades ago, Pickett and Teddy helped me a lot. Especially the rescue of Theseus in Urkstag Prison in Germany......

Newt's eyes unconsciously showed a color of nostalgia.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Professor Dracula." Newt reacted suddenly, and smiled apologetically at Dracula, "That's how people get old, they always like to miss the past."

"It's okay, I'm also interested in the days of the Global Wizarding Wars." Dracula shook gently

shook his head.

Dracula had discovered that the 100 years he had spent in his slumber could probably be called the most magnificent 100 years in the wizarding world.

The Global Wizarding War caused by Gellert Grindelwald, the Wizarding War in England started by Voldemort, and the three great wizards who appeared in succession in a hundred years......

Dracula missed it all at once.

Now, he is extremely curious about the stories of his sleeping period, but he can only use other people's dictations to constantly supplement his knowledge of the various major events that took place in the world during this time.

Newt, as a witness to the global wizarding wars, can even be regarded as one of the most important characters, and the content he tells is naturally of considerable value.

It is for this reason that Dracula invites Newt to his castle on a whim.

While the two were talking, several curious tree protectors jumped down from the tree and landed on Dracula's shoulders, each finding a place to sit and looking at Newt opposite.

"Professor Dracula, it looks like you're quite fond of the Tree Protector." Newt looked at this scene and said with some surprise, "I just thought Pickett was just an exception......

"Why, shouldn't I be loved by them?" Dracula glanced at the creature on his shoulder, and leaned back on the trunk of the Guardian Tree, giving them a safe environment.

"How......" Newt scratched his chin, "Tree Protector is gentle and shy, and doesn't usually get too close to people."

"Pickett, on the other hand, was injured as a child and was raised by me as a child, so he will be more clingy. But it's still quite rare for him to do so."

"Besides, there's one more thing I don't know if I should say......" Newt glanced at Dracula, a little hesitant in his words.

"Let's talk about it, there's nothing you can't say." Dracula clasped his hands over his chest with interest and said to Newt, "It's not like these little ones can still be bad for me, right?"

Newt glanced at Dracula again, focusing on Dracula's back against the trunk of the Guardian Tree.

"The Tree Protector Cauldron won't be bad for you, but it's possible that the Dharma Protector Tree is ......," he said, "If you've read Herbology's Thousand Magical Herbs and Mushrooms, you'll probably know—"....

"The Guardian Tree is a magical tree that will protect those who touch its trunk from the dark creatures."

Newt looked at Dracula again, and said thoughtfully, "But as far as I know, vampires are supposed to be dark creatures, right?"

"So you're worried about this." Dracula laughed happily, "Mr. Scamander, apart from the vampire features, do you think I look like a dark creature?"

Newt looked hesitantly around Dracula, and after a moment, he shook his head slowly.

"If I hadn't known you were a vampire, I wouldn't have been able to identify any of your dark creatures." He said blankly, "Can vampires not belong to dark creatures?"

Dracula slowly curled the corners of his mouth and chuckled softly.

"Not so, Mr. Scamander. I've always belonged to the darkness, and that hasn't changed." He laughed, "But you know what? When I become a part of the darkness completely, the darkness can no longer passively affect me."

"Instead, I can control the darkness with my fingers, like this—"

In Newt's eyes, Dracula seemed to have changed suddenly.

The vampire count was still leaning on the trunk of the tree, not moving, and his expression was still a smirk that hooked the corners of his mouth.

But in an instant, his whole being was enveloped by an evil and dark aura.

The black-red cloak was windless behind it, and there was a faint glint of blood in the burgundy eyes......

In the next moment, the wind is blowing!

The tree protectors who stepped on Dracula's shoulders jumped up in fright, jumped off their shoulders one by one, and climbed as if they were running away

When he got up to the Dharma Protector Tree, his small brown eyes were full of surprise.

The Dharma Protector Tree swayed wildly in the wind, buds appeared on the slender branches, and the pear blossoms bloomed almost at the same time!

Clusters of white pear blossoms swayed in the wind, and the entire Dharma Protector Tree seemed to have fallen into the heavy snow in the bitter cold of deep winter.

In Newt's eyes, the suitcase environment, which was still a colorful summer day, seemed to change color in an instant, and his eyes were full of bright white. The wind blows through the flowers of Katsuyuki, as if blowing off pieces of glowing crystals.

Every flower is really shrouded in bright white light!

The white light squeezed and poured towards Dracula, trying to push the darkened being away from his spotless territory.

Dracula, however, was still smiling, not moving.

"See, Mr. Scamander." He whispered, "If I don't want to, no one will find out I'm from the darkness...... Not even the Dharma Protector Tree."

However, at this time, Newt barely heard Dracula's voice, and all his eyes were focused on the blossoming Dharma Protector Tree.

This is the first time Newt has seen such a magic tree that looks like a Yamanashi tree bloom!

"It's beautiful!" Newt muttered, "It turns out that the flowers of the Dharma Protector Tree are really the same as the Yamanashi flowers."

The flowers of the Dharma Protector Tree were still in full bloom, and the white light became more and more dazzling, as if it was about to envelop this isolated island specially built for the Tree Protector Cauldron. ….

At this moment, Newt's hole suddenly shrank.

He saw that as the light shone brightly, the flowers on the Dharma Protector Tree began to wither.

"Professor Dracula, stop!" Newt hurriedly shouted, "The magic power of the Dharma Protector Tree is limited, and it can't withstand the impact of such a strong dark aura!"

Dracula glanced back in some surprise.

Sure enough, the branches and leaves of the Dharma Protector Tree had gradually become wilted, and the slender branches of the tree were hanging dryly.

Countless tree protectors jumped down from the trees in a panic, carrying a lot of small insects such as turtles as food, and moved towards the Dharma Protector Tree next door.

Dracula straightened up and left the Guardian Tree's territory.

"It seems that the Hogwarts herbology textbooks are still exaggerated." He looked back at the Dharma Protector Tree, whose light was slowly falling, and shrugged helplessly, "What about the promise that if you touch the trunk of this tree, you will be protected from the attacks of dark creatures?"

"But you're no ordinary dark creature, Professor Dracula." Newt laughed and said, "I've seen many times when the Guardian Tree banishes dark creatures, but this is the first time I've seen such a spectacular sight of a tree blooming."

"In just two minutes, the magic unleashed by this Guardian Tree may have been able to drive away a group of werewolves, but it doesn't seem to have any effect on you......

Newt sighed with emotion, walked over to the Guardian Tree with his wand, and began to heal the tree with the magic of plant growth.

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Dracula also withdrew the dark aura around him and approached the magic tree again.

I don't know if it's because I can't feel the dark aura on Dracula's body, or because I know that I can't expel this being, this time, the Dharma Protector Tree didn't react to Dracula's approach.

"Professor Dracula, I think you're probably going to be remembered by the Tree Protector." Newt said suddenly.

He was enchanting the Guardian Tree, and the Tree Protector Pickett, who was still standing on his index finger, kept complaining to him.

"Pickett is not happy with you, and his kind thinks so." Newt relayed to Dracula, "Pickett said you ruined their living environment, don't want to be near here in the future......

"Huh, these little things think they can stop me?" Dracula looked at Pickett on Newt's index finger with interest, "I just withdrew the dark power, them

Do you think you can do it again?"

"Don't do that, Professor Dracula." Newt said helplessly, "After all, the little ones have been forced to move, why don't you apologize to them?"

"Well, for your sake." Dracula chuckled and shrugged, "But I broke an entire tree, will my apology be forgiven by these little ones?"

"Can you try to make up for a gift?" Newt said uncertainly, "Actually, the Protector Tree is an excellent wand material and potion ingredient, and many wizards will want to break some branches or leaves from this tree to ......"....

"Normally, in order to remove leaves or wood from a tree guarded by a tree guard, a wizard needs to give them some turtle or fairy eggs. These two things are the most popular foods for food."

"If you count that it takes two turtles to break a branch......

Newt glanced at the wilted Guardian Tree and swallowed, "Professor Dracula, you may have to prepare a thousand turtle or fairy eggs."

Dracula's face froze.

"Do you really want to be so serious?" The corners of his mouth twitched.

"The Tree Protector is very vindictive." Newt nodded sympathetically, "If Professor Dracula is troublesome for you, I can go digging with you. I'm pretty experienced, so I should be able to dig it up in three or four days."

Dracula took a deep breath and bent his fingers on his chin.

"Actually...... It's not that much trouble." After a few moments, he spoke suddenly.

"Isn't it troublesome?" Newt looked at Dracula in shock, "Let's talk about it first, Professor Dracula, don't give them the Tree Protector and the Transfiguration Turtle Turtle, it will hurt their bodies."

"I'm not so inhumane, I give them magical creations." Dracula chuckled and shook his head, "I really have a better way."

As he spoke, Dracula snapped his fingers.

A dark moon quietly appeared beside the two of them, and there was a faint scene of a dense forest in the dark moon.

The next moment, thousands of bats flapped their wings and appeared from behind Dracula, pouring into the Dark Moon like a black torrent, all of them into the forest in the Dark Moon.

Newt was taken aback by the large group of bats, and he subconsciously stood in front of the Dharma Protector Tree beside him, thinking that Dracula was going to use the bats to brutally dispose of the Tree Protector Cauldron......

"What are you doing here, Mr. Scamander?" Dracula watched Newt's movements amusefully, and said to him, "This moon leads to the Albanian forest outside the chest, and I asked each bat to help me catch a turtle in the forest, and that will solve the problem?"

"Oh, that's what you thought." Newt breathed a sigh of relief and let go of the Dharma Protector Tree behind him with an embarrassed expression.

Dracula chuckled and shook his head, slowly closing his eyes.

In fact, Dracula didn't just release the bat to catch turtles for the sake of the tree-guarding pot, he didn't do it for a bunch of tiny magical creatures.

His most important purpose is to explore this seemingly ordinary forest through the eyes of many bats. He wanted to find out what had attracted Voldemort from Godric's Hollow to Albania.

Minutes and seconds passed, and bats flew back from the dark moon.

Each bat grabbed a turtle in its claws, threw it in front of the Dharma Protector Tree, and then disappeared as a trivial point of light.

The forests of Albania have gradually become more visible to Dracula, and every suspicious place has not been spared.

With the help of a bat's sonar-like hearing, Dracula carefully searched every nook and cranny of the world, not even the most hidden caves and the most remote trees.

However, he never noticed anything special in the forest.

Until the last bat returned to the world of suitcases, the entire Albanian forest was also

Dracula in full view.

He had to admit that this was really just an ordinary forest......

"Professor Dracula...... Professor Dracula!"

Just then, Newt's voice interrupted Dracula's thoughts.

Dracula opened his eyes and looked at Newt and saw that he was standing next to a large group of turtles, using magic to encircle them and prevent the insects destined for food from escaping.

Beside Newt was a large pot of tree guards, which danced excitedly around the group of turtles, thanking for the sudden surprise.

"Pickett asked me to thank you on behalf of the people of the Tree Protector, Professor Dracula." Newt smiled at Dracula, "He said if you were willing to give them this food, even if you took the Dharma Protector Tree away!"

Dracula was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a smile.

Sure enough, even the most loyal guardian of the Dharma Tree, such as the Tree Protector Luo Guo, couldn't resist the temptation of bread at all!

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