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Snape exhaled, feeling a fishy smell coming out of his throat, then rushing straight to his brain along his nostrils, followed by an inexplicable desire.

Before he had time to fight this desire, the bright lights around him made Snape feel very uncomfortable.

This room is so bright!

When he reached for the light switch and was about to press it, Snape withdrew his hand again. This was not only a switch, but also a plan abandonment button. Pressing it meant that the plan was suspended.

After all, Merlin and the others wanted people to find Dumbledore, not to cause trouble for Dumbledore.

Think of something happy. Something happy.

Snape kept saying to himself, waving the wand with trembling fingers, and the God-calling Guard emerged from the top of the wand like fart smoke, and it was even shapeless.

What a happy hammer!

My "wife" was killed by me! He ran away with the guy he hated the most! He also died in that catastrophe! How does this make people happy!

Snape's face was twisted, and the shadow of Lily in his mind turned into that of James, still laughing there.

Suddenly, emotions such as anger, disgust, and self-blame surged up, directly overshadowing the mental impact of transforming into a vampire.

Sometimes, not only positive emotions can play a role, but the effect of negative emotions is also very strong.

"Is he thinking about happy things?" Lupine looked at Snape's distorted face and gently touched Sirius and asked, this caller guard is not normal.

"I don't know. When I pranked him to the extreme, his expression was better than this." Sirius touched his arm. Just looking at Snape's expression made him feel cold, as if he was about to be skinned. It's like cramping.

Van Helsing took a puff of cigarette. He was not as nervous now as he was at first. He could see the hatred in Snape's appearance. He had seen too much. Van Helsing often resisted various pressures to defeat an entire group of vampires. There would be such a performance, otherwise how could a person survive from that era?

The sound of bones rubbing gradually faded away, and Snape's whole body seemed to be sucked dry. He was much thinner than before, but his eyes were much colder and more powerful than before he entered.

Suddenly, the thin Snape seemed to be affected by some mysterious force. His body returned to normal as if it was inflated, and the Patronus created by the Invocation Guardian suddenly returned to its original appearance.

Merlin seized the opportunity and waved his staff, causing Snape's consciousness to catch up with the mysterious power that affected him, and left the current dimension with the power.

Scarlet blood filled Snape's vision, and all the colors around him were only red and nothing else.

At the same time, Snape felt as if he was floating on the sea, going up and down, which made him feel a little nauseous.

While going up and down, Snape suddenly saw a figure standing above. The figure had bloody threads hanging down, and then merged into a sea of ​​blood.

At this time, Snape realized that he seemed to be in a sea of ​​blood. If he felt it carefully, he was a drop of blood in the sea of ​​blood.

"How long will it take to transform?" A strange voice came into Snape's ears.

"Be patient, the birth of a legendary vampire always takes time." Dracula said to Mephisto's clone.

"Do it quickly, you can't delay it for too long." Mephisto emphasized.

"I think so, but intervening in the transformation will only make him react, and let him immerse himself in his own choices little by little." Dracula replied. Now any influence on Dumbledore will cause Dumbledore to react. Lido’s counterattack instinct interrupts the process of transformation.

Even if that influence accelerates Dumbledore's transformation, Dracula doesn't want to see the birth of a legendary vampire who retains his original knowledge and is hostile to him. Wouldn't that cause trouble for himself?

what do I do? attack? right! attack!

Snape looked at the "sleeping" Dumbledore and listened to the conversation above. Now he could only think of this solution.

"Don't worry, wait." Merlin's voice echoed in Snape's consciousness.

"They hid the real Dumbledore. What you see is just an illusion." Merlin said immediately.

Mephisto and Dracula are fishing with illusions. It is impossible for these two people to not be alert to Leona's big movement, let alone put Dumbledore in such a easily discovered position. .

If there was no problem at all, Merlin would have eaten his own staff! Including the holy sword in the staff.

"Then what should I do?" Snape asked.

"I'll go look elsewhere and wait for news." Merlin said, taking over the drop of blood representing Snape, and began to follow the echo of the sea of ​​blood and wander around inside.

Above the sea of ​​blood, Mephisto's clone and Dracula stood quietly side by side, their spiritual powers constantly sweeping through the sea of ​​blood.

Merlin relied on his advanced evasion skills to perfectly avoid detection every time, but this kind of detection also seriously affected his efficiency in finding Dumbledore.

More than half an hour later, when Snape's consciousness was a little blurry, Merlin finally saw a shadow hidden under the sea.

Found you, Dumbledore!

When Merlin was about to step forward to wake him up, Leona in Hogwarts suddenly slapped Merlin.

In an instant, Merlin stopped the car.

"What's wrong?" Merlin asked while controlling the blood drops to avoid detection.

"I don't know, someone seemed to have touched me just now." Leona frowned and thought about it, then gently grabbed her right hand, which was the "wool thread" that was almost dissipated, and the force came from it.

Merlin immediately became vigilant and immediately gave up on the other side's awakening plan.

At this time, Leona was reminded that it was most likely Dumbledore who did it. After the main consciousness fell into a deep sleep, the subconscious mind for survival came into play.

Above the sea of ​​blood, Dracula shook his head with regret.

"They're coming."

"Um."

Mephisto waved his hand, and there was a bit of hell in the sea of ​​blood.

Merlin didn't take action, but traces of his attempts had been left, and the real Dumbledore's subconscious actions were also noticed by these two guys.

"It's not a loss this time, the suppression is more perfect." Dracula said.

"Obviously, this time will be on our side." Mephisto agreed.

No matter how obvious the above emotions were, Merlin never made any move again. It was enough to make a mistake once. If he made it again, he would lose his brain.

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