hiss~

　　 Snape exhaled, feeling a fishy smell coming out of his throat, and then straight down his nostrils to his brain, and then there was an inexplicable desire.

　　 Before he could fight this desire, the bright lights around made Snape feel very uncomfortable.

　　 This room is too bright!

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

　　 After all, Merlin and the others wanted to get people to find Dumbledore, not to make them trouble Dumbledore.

　　 want something happy... something happy...

　　 Snape kept saying to himself, shaking his wand with a little trembling finger, and the screaming guard appeared from the top of the wand like a smoke, and it was not formed.

　　 Happy hammer!

　　My "wife" was lost by myself! Run with the guy I hate the most! Also died in that catastrophe! How happy is this!

　　 Snape's face was distorted, and Lily's shadow in his mind changed to the appearance of James, who was still laughing there.

　　 Suddenly, emotions such as anger, disgust, self-blame, etc. suddenly rose up, directly overshadowing the spiritual impact of turning into a vampire.

　　Sometimes, not only positive emotions can work, but negative emotions are also very effective.

　　 "Is he trying to be happy?" Lupin asked, looking at Snape's already distorted face, and gently touching Sirius. It's not normal to call God's guard.

"I don't know, when he used to spoof him to the worst, his expression was better than this." Sirius touched his arm, and just looked at Snape, he was cold, as if he was going to be skinned. It's the same as cramps.

Van Helsing took a cigarette. He is not as nervous as he was at the beginning. Snape can see it like this, hatred, see too much. When Van Helsing resisted all kinds of pressure to top the whole group of vampires, he often There will be such a performance, otherwise, how can a person resist from that era?

　　 The sound of bone rubbing gradually faded, and Snape seemed to be sucked dry. He was much thinner than before, but his eyes were much colder and stronger than before entering.

　　 Suddenly, the skinny Snape seemed to be affected by some mysterious force, his body returned to normal as if it was inflated, and the patron saint created by the call to the gods suddenly changed back to its original appearance.

　　 Merlin seized the opportunity and waved his wand, allowing Snape's consciousness to keep up with the mysterious power that affected him, and leave with the power from the current dimension.

　　 The scarlet blood filled Snape's vision, and all the surrounding colors were red, nothing else.

　　At the same time, Snape felt as if he was floating on the ocean, up and down, and the person who made him feel nauseous.

　　 While going up and down, Snape suddenly saw a figure standing above. The figure's body had blood-colored threads hanging down, and then melted into a sea of ​​blood.

　　At this time, Snape realized that he seemed to be in a sea of ​​blood, and then carefully felt that where he was in the sea of ​​blood, he himself was a drop of blood in this sea of ​​blood.

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

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

　　 "Hurry up, it won't last too long," Mephisto emphasized.

"I also think, but intervening in the transformation will only make him react, and let him immerse himself in his choice a little bit." Dracula replied, and now any influence on Dumbledore will cause Dumbledore. Lido's counter-attack instinct interrupted the process of transformation.

　　 Even if the effect is to accelerate Dumbledore’s transformation, Dracula doesn’t want to see the birth of a legendary vampire who retains his original cognition and is hostile to him. Isn’t that trouble for himself?

what do I do? attack? right! attack!

　　 Snape looked at Dumbledore who was "asleep", and listening to the above conversation, he could only think of this way now.

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

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

Mephisto and Dracula are fishing with illusions, Leona’s such a big movement, it is impossible for these two people not to be alert at all, let alone put Dumbledore in such an easy-to-detect position. .

　　 If there is no problem at all, Merlin will eat his staff! Including the holy sword in the staff.

　　 "Then what should I do?" Snape asked.

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

　　 Above the sea of ​​blood, Mephisto's clone and Dracula stood side by side quietly, their mental 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 fuzzy, Merlin finally saw a phantom hidden under the sea.

　　 I found you, Dumbledore!

　　 When Merlin was about to step forward and wake up, Leona in Hogwarts suddenly patted Merlin~lightnovelpub.net~In an instant, Merlin stopped the car.

　　 "What's the matter?" Merlin asked while controlling the blood drop to avoid detection.

　　 "I don't know, it seemed that someone moved me just now." Leona frowned and thought about it, then lightly scratched with her right hand. It was the "wool" that was almost dissipated, and the force came from it.

　　 Merlin suddenly became vigilant, and directly gave up on the other side's wake-up plan.

　　 At this moment, I reminded Leona that Dumbledore probably did it. After the main consciousness fell into a deep sleep, the subconscious mind of survival played a role.

　　 Above the sea of ​​blood, Dracula shook his head a little regretfully.

　　 "They are here."

"Um."

　　 Mephisto waved his hand, and there was a smell of **** in the blood.

　　 Merlin didn't do anything, but the traces of the attempt have been left, and the real Dumbledore's subconscious movements were also noticed by these two guys.

　　 "No loss this time, the suppression is a little more perfect." Dracula said.

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

　　 No matter how obvious the above emotions were, Merlin never moved again. It was enough to make a mistake once, but if he did it again, his brain was not good.

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