The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

The converging light beams slowly dissipated, and thousands of candles above the auditorium once again emitted bright flames, illuminating the entire auditorium brightly.

There was thunderous applause from the audience!

The little wizards clapped their hands excitedly and jumped up and down to cheer for this wonderful performance, even if their hands were red.

Dracula stopped the Imperius Curse and walked towards the center of the duel ring with a half-smile.

"How do you feel?" he asked with a smile.

Riddle's body finally returned to his control, and at that moment, the aches and pains all over his body flooded like a tide.

He has never learned hip-hop dance, nor has he done this kind of high-level dance for a long time.

The physical fitness of the difficult movements, under the control of the Imperius Curse, jumping out such a perfect hip-hop almost killed half of his life.

"Professor Dracula, it was indeed my fault that I kept the secret of the Forbidden Forest from you a while ago, but it is not possible to retaliate against me like this?" Riddle was sweating profusely, panting to Dracula With a wry smile.

"I don't intend to retaliate." Dracula's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't know what he was talking about, "I just want you to cooperate with me in giving a public class on Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Riddle looked numbly at Dracula's innocent expression, and secretly suppressed a lot of dirty words that he almost blurted out.

"Okay, I can't beat you, so do what you say!" He thought through gritted teeth.

Dracula ignored Riddle's dissatisfaction, took two steps forward, turned around and looked at the young wizards around him.

"Is Professor Riddle dancing well?" he asked cheerfully.

"it is good!"

"Assistant Riddle dances so well!"

The little wizards in the audience laughed and cheered.

"You think he dances well, don't you?" Dracula changed the subject and smiled contemptuously, "But I have a different opinion."

"Before coming to my Defense Against the Dark Arts public class, Assistant Professor Riddle had never learned any moves related to hip-hop."

"These wonderful dance steps, the frequency of arm swings, and even the expressions on his face are all just products under the control of sexual organs. This will have an extremely serious burden on his body."

Dracula glanced casually at all the little wizards around, and asked softly, "If I cast this Imperius Curse on you, would you like it?"

The laughter and applause from the audience disappeared almost immediately, only some troublemakers who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal still kept their happy expressions.

"Oh? I see that there are some people who don't seem to care too much." Dracula looked at the two fiery red-haired little wizards and laughed with interest.

"In that case, would any of you want to come up and experience it?" he asked.

Fred and George immediately raised their hands high.

They think it is very interesting to be able to dance a dance that they have not learned.

This experience of being controlled by the Imperius Curse is probably just a novel experience for these two heartless naughty bastards.

Looking at the twins in the audience, Dracula slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, then Fred Weiss will come up and be a volunteer for everyone." He said with a smile.

One of the little red-haired wizards jumped up in surprise, and was about to run to the dueling ring.

However, before he could reach the duel ring, he found that his twin brother had rushed to the stage first.

"George, what are you doing? Professor Dracula is calling my name!" Fred was angry and shouted at George loudly.

"I still want to ask you, George, why did you pretend to be me?" George cheekily turned Fred back, "I am Fred, Professor Dracula clearly called me!"

Fred laughed angrily, and asked George on the stage with his hips crossed: "Then let me ask you, how do you prove that you are Fred?"

"Leave me alone, how do you prove that you are Fred?" George didn't panic at all, and threw the question back.

"Hehe, I'm afraid you miscalculated this time, George." Fred showed a triumphant smile.

He unbuttoned his wizard's robes, revealing the thick sweater Mrs. Weasley had sewn inside, with a large letter "F" stitched on it.

This is Mrs. Weasley's Christmas gift to all Weasley's children. Every year, everyone will receive one, with the initials of each child's name sewn on it with bright wool.

It is worth mentioning that Harry also has one this year, with a large letter "H" stitched on the sweater.

Seeing the letter on Fred's chest, George silently tightened the front of his wizard robe to block the letter "G" on his chest.

"George, you despicable bastard, you stole my sweater!" He rolled his eyes and immediately thought of another idea.

Shouted loudly, "When I get back, I must write a letter to tell my mother!"

Dracula looked at the pair of twins who condemned each other, and couldn't help turning dark.

"Do you want to experience the feeling of being controlled by the Imperius Curse so much?" He sneered, and silently recorded an account for the two Weiss, "Okay, I promise you, come up together."

Fred and George didn't know what kind of storm they were about to face, they cheerfully stopped their bickering, and walked up to the duel ring with high spirits.

"Professor, what do we need to do?" Standing on the dueling platform, Fred looked at Dracula expectantly.

"Assistant Riddle, what does it feel like to be controlled by the Imperius Curse, can you tell me a little bit first?" George looked at Riddle expectantly.

These two live treasures didn't seem like they were here to experience the Unforgivable Curse, but they seemed to be traveling on the dueling arena.

"Stop talking nonsense, you will find out later." Dracula interrupted them mercilessly, and then snapped his fingers lightly.

"Out of body (Ierio)."

As the incantation of the Imperius Curse was spoken from Dracula's mouth, the candlelight in the auditorium quietly became soft.

The unmanned band in front of the auditorium also played on its own, playing soft music that made people feel like a spring breeze.

At the same time, the expressions of Fred and George also changed, the expressions of high interest were put away, and turned into a little... charming?

With the sound of soft music, the two lightly tiptoed, jumped up, and kicked their toes behind them. The neck under the red hair was raised close to the calf, and the soft waist was arched, full of tension.

The long sleeves of the Hogwarts school robe fluttered like snow in the wind, gently swaying at the low frequency of the music, and quickly thrown out at the high frequency of the music!

The scarf fluttered, the skirts fluttered, and Fred and George seemed to be going away in the next second.It can be said that both lightness and charm have been achieved, and it has gradually reached the state of perfection!

If this beautiful dance is performed by a graceful dancer, it may be able to bring the audience an extremely beautiful experience.

However, this dance was performed by two men, Fred and George. The charming expressions on their faces and the soft and graceful dancing posture on their bodies made the little wizards in the audience scream their eyes.

Percy, Ron and Ginny covered their eyes at the same time.

If it weren't for the overly obvious hair color, they would have denied that the two guys on stage were their brothers.

"Stop focusing on dancing. Have you forgotten what I'm going to teach you in this class?"

Dracula's voice rang out from the edge of the stage.

"Use your will to resist my control and break free from the shackles of your spirit!" He said loudly, "Do you want to keep humiliating yourself in front of your classmates until the music ends?"

He stared at the movements of Fred and George, reduced the magic power of the Imperius Curse to only about one-tenth of what Riddle had just endured, and felt the spiritual resistance of the twins.

After a while, Dracula's face completely darkened.

These two shameless guys have no shame at all about dancing women's folk dances in front of their classmates!

Dracula didn't feel the slightest resistance from the control of the Imperius Curse, and even vaguely felt that these two people seemed to be... enjoying it?

Reluctantly, he stopped the Imperius Curse controlling the twins, and then kicked them off the dueling ring with some rage.

"You two, double your homework this semester!" Dracula yelled at Fred and George viciously.

After being kicked off the dueling ring, the pair of live treasures didn't notice the disgusting eyes of everyone around them. They patted their buttocks and stood up, self-servingly discussing the feeling of dancing under the control of the Imperius Curse just now.

"Wow, I never thought I'd be able to dance like this one day," Fred said excitedly.

"Wow, it's really refreshing. It feels like the ligaments in my whole body have been stretched." George moved his knees, taking a breath from time to time, "Hiss—I didn't feel it just now, but it hurts to feel it now!"

"..."

Dracula looked at the completely shameless behavior of these two live creatures, the corners of his mouth twitched, feeling very unhappy.

"

Don't worry about those two people, come up with a face! He gritted his teeth and said, "I let you come up to exercise your ability to resist the Imperius Curse, not to let you come up to enjoy it!" "

However, after witnessing the shameful scene of Fred and George, the young wizards in the audience all resisted the demonstration on stage.

No one wants to dance in full view like the previous ones did.

"Is there no one?" Dracula said with a half-smile, "Then I'll call the roll."

"Harry Potter!"

This savior is the young wizard that Dumbledore focused on training. Letting him learn how to resist the Imperius Curse should make the old headmaster very happy.

Once the old headmaster is happy, maybe he won't pursue his use of the Unforgivable Curse.

Dracula secretly calculated.

Harry in the audience didn't expect to be called at all, and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"It's you, Potter, come up," Dracula repeated. "Don't keep the others waiting."

Ron patted Harry on the shoulder to cheer him up, but the corners of his mouth could not help but clearly showed that he was delighted to hear that Harry was about to dance on the stage.

Hermione glared at Ron and comforted Harry with a concerned expression.

Harry bid farewell to his two little friends full of melancholy, stepped onto the dueling ring step by step, and then closed his eyes resignedly.

"Relax, among the three Unforgivable Curses, only the Imperius Curse can be completely resisted, and I will teach you how to do it." Dracula explained, "This requires real courage and a strong spirit, not every day Everyone can do it.”

"So, if a dark wizard tries to control you with the Imperius Curse, it's best to avoid being hit by it."

Dracula raised his wand and said the Imperius spell again.

Under the control of the Imperius Charm, Harry felt light, his thoughts and worries swept away, leaving only a hazy, invisible joy.

Standing there, he felt very relaxed and carefree, only vaguely aware that the students in the audience were watching him.

Then, he heard Professor Dracula's voice, echoing in some distant corner of his empty head:

Run... run on the dueling ring... do somersaults... do somersaults on the edge of the stage...

Harry ran around the perimeter of the dueling ring, occasionally doing a front flip over the edge of the stage.

After the farce of the Wesley twins, Dracula was not in the mood to choose any dances for Harry, but the movements he made were still not easy, and somersaults greatly exceeded his own physical fitness.