The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

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Dracula, holding an umbrella, stood in a high stand on the edge of the Quidditch pitch.

The expression on his face that no one should enter was in stark contrast to the enthusiastic atmosphere of the young wizards around him.

Out of awe of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, the little wizards consciously left him ample space, while they themselves gathered crowdedly in the four corners of the stands, shivering.

As the referee, Ms. Hooch stood in the middle of the field, holding her broomstick, waiting for the players from both sides to enter the field.

Harry glanced up to the stands, first he saw a banner fluttering high, with the words "Potter must win" shining above the crowd; Professor Dracula.

Dracula nodded to Harry, who was standing on the Quidditch pitch in his gold and red uniform.

Harry tightened his grip on the Nimbus 2000.

The support from the Gryffindor friends and the encouragement from the professor made him jump for joy, and he felt that he had the courage to defeat Slytherin!

After a short speech, Ms. Hooch blew her silver whistle hard.The next moment, fifteen broomsticks soared into the sky at the same time, rising high into the sky.

The game started.

Afterwards, Dracula fell into a state of boredom.

He was not very interested in those little wizards on broomsticks flying around in the sky, and all kinds of flying balls with wings.These things are not as fast as his own. During the game, he will not feel the excitement that the little wizards experience at all. He just finds it very boring.

What's more, it is still a sunny day, and it is difficult for Dracula to maintain a good mood in such weather.

He looked around at the little wizards around him, watching them cheering and screaming unceasingly, feeling the turmoil of people's voices and vibrations in the audience stands.

Dracula wanted to slip away from the stands several times, but he could always find that Harry, the Gryffindor Seeker, looked for the Snitch inadvertently, as if expecting to get him recognition.

Therefore, in order to live up to the expectations of this little fan, Dracula had no choice but to stand where he was, enduring the atmosphere that didn't make the vampire feel comfortable.

Just when he could no longer bear the boredom and planned to leave despite the little wizard's expectations, Dracula suddenly found a little wizard wearing a yellow and black team uniform sitting among a group of Hufflepuff badgers , While watching the game, he took out a pen and notebook from time to time to write down some notes.

This little wizard named Cedric Diggory has the potential of a vampire aristocrat in his face and temperament, and Dracula admires him very much.

So he snapped his fingers and conjured up a giant bat.The bat flapped its wings as soon as it appeared, flew to the next stand, and caught Cedric.

Cedric was suddenly grabbed by a huge bat with its claws, and he was shocked.

However, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class taught by Dracula was not in vain. He quickly took out his wand from his pocket and prepared to cast the spark spell to send a signal to the professors.

The bat, however, quickly dropped him into the adjoining stand before disappearing into thin air.

"Good morning, Mr. Diggory." A familiar voice rang in Cedric's ear.

Dracula made the parasol huge and poked it into the ground, covering a patch of the stands where the sun barely penetrated.

"Just sit on whatever you want." He lay on the bench transformed by the transfiguration just now, pointed to another chair, and said to Cedric nonchalantly, "I saw that you were recording some Note, what did you write?"

Seeing Dracula, "Hogwarts' scariest professor" close at hand, Cedric secretly cast a look of help to his Quidditch teammates.

However, the teammates who were about to reach out to rescue Cedric from the claws of the big bat turned their heads away after seeing Dracula, acting like I didn't know Cedric.

Even his prefect Truman gave him a helpless look and told him to mourn.

"Good morning, Professor."

Cedric had no choice but to face Professor Dracula alone, and said bravely, "Actually, I am the Seeker of the Quidditch team of Hufflepuff College, and I am currently observing the methods Potter uses when he is the Seeker. .”

"What do you think of Potter's technology?" Dracula then asked boredly.

"Not bad for his age," Cedric applauded.

At this moment, the owner of the topic they were talking about made a big turn and flew above their heads. The figures of the two Seekers one behind the other were blocked by Dracula's big umbrella, which made Sey, who was watching excitedly Derek panicked.

"Professor, it's sunny today, do you still need an umbrella?" He couldn't help asking, "Also, if you only wear such a thin wizard robe in this weather, won't you really be cold?"

"It's not cold." Dracula tidied up his red and black cloak, and said casually, "Besides, I hate basking in the sun. It should be normal to put a parasol under the sun, right?"

As the chat time increased, Cedric gradually let go of his restraint, and chatted happily with Dracula.

However, the good times didn't last long, and an unexpected situation suddenly appeared on the Quidditch pitch——

High in the sky, Harry's broomstick began to behave extremely abnormally.The broom twitched and twisted wildly all the way, slowly and higher and higher, away from the field.

"What kind of tactic is this?" Sitting next to Dracula, Cedric looked at Harry through the binoculars, not knowing what he was playing. "Is it a new type of psychological game to deceive the opponent?"

Dracula's wine-red pupils moved slightly, looking straight at what was happening.

Harry's broomstick began to writhe and roll, and he could barely hold on from falling off.Suddenly, there was another frantic twist on the broomstick, and Harry was thrown off by it.He now hangs in the air with only one hand on the handle of the broom.

"Wait, this is not some so-called Quidditch tactic. There is really something wrong with Potter's broom!" Dracula said with a frown.

As he said that, he immediately cast his gaze on Quirrell in another stand.

However, the development of things seems to be unexpected——

Originally, Dracula thought that Quirrell had already turned to Voldemort, and all his temptations were for the Philosopher's Stone that Voldemort needed, and this time he attacked Harry Potter to vent his anger on Voldemort.

But when Harry was struggling with his broom, the Nimbus 2000, Quirrell didn't make any strange movements at this time.

Now, he was watching the game with great interest, showing no sign of using a spell.

Chapter 29 Harry, Dangerous!

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Dracula frowned tightly, staring at Quirrell who showed no signs of abnormality.

He couldn't figure it out.According to Quirrell's previous performance, it is basically certain that he is under the control of Voldemort.But the person who wanted to kill Harry in the Quidditch match was not Quirrell.

Could it be that the Dark Lord, who can't even be named, is still capable of controlling more than one wizard to sneak into Hogwarts castle even if he is weak to a certain extent?

Dracula quickly scanned the entire Quidditch pitch, and soon found another person who was behaving strangely——

Head of Slytherin House, Severus Snape!

At this moment, Snape was standing in the middle of one of the stands, his eyes were fixed on Harry, and he was muttering words silently.

But Dracula could see that Snape was clearly not the one who put the jinx on Harry's broom.

Although his eyes were full of dislike for Harry, there was also an extremely complicated anxiety and worry on his face.

"It's really interesting, Snape is actually reciting the counter-curse to save his most hated student." Dracula raised the corners of his lips.

Seeing that Snape's anti-curse effect is quite remarkable, and won't let Harry fall for a while, Dracula began to observe Snape with interest, appreciating his complex expression of disgust and worry.

Although Dracula could see Snape's purpose, the other little wizards did not have his vision.

Harry's good friend Hermione was very astute, and soon discovered Snape's muttering movements, and decided that he was the bad guy who was casting a curse on Harry.

So she immediately ran down the stands, and quickly ran towards the stand opposite where Snape was.

Hermione struggled through the crowd to the stand where Snape was.She walked quickly along the row of seats behind him, and even accidentally bumped into the back of Mr. Quirrell who was watching the excitement, causing him to fall to the seat in the front row.

"What...why are you in such a hurry, Miss Granger?" Quirrell turned around and asked stammeringly.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Quirrell, but I really don't have time to explain now!"

Apologizing casually, Hermione didn't stop at all, and came to Snape's side through all the hardships.

Taking advantage of all the attention of the people around him on Harry who was fighting with the broom, she squatted down in the chaos, drew out her wand, and whispered a few spells she had taught herself in her spare time.

Then, bright blue flames burst from her wand and rushed towards the hem of Snape's robes.

Hermione thought it was the most appropriate spell for the situation.

The blue bellflower flames are not as dangerous as real fire, they can be touched and penetrated without causing burns, but they can incinerate materials such as clothing and plants.Because of this, this kind of flame will not cause harm to innocent students, and it can be recovered at any time, so it is not easy for Snape to find out.

After about 30 seconds, Snape, who was concentrating on chanting the spell, realized that he was on fire, and had to look away from Harry for a moment.

Meanwhile, Hermione quickly pulled the blue bellflower flames away from him, into her pocket, and hurried back down the row of seats - Snape would never know what happened, she was sure.

But precisely at the moment when Snape withdrew his gaze, the counter-curse that had been in effect stopped.The brand new Nimbus 2000 completely lost control and threw Harry off the broom!

All the audience stood up and looked at Harry who was falling so fast in shock.

Hermione covered her mouth in surprise. She looked at Snape in front of her, and found that he had a panicked expression on his face - this expression had never appeared on Snape's face before. !

Snape frantically took his wand out of his sleeve, trying to use the Slowing Charm to save Harry.On the other side, Professor McGonagall also stretched out his wand in time, and uttered the incantation of the slowing spell——

"Arreso Monu."

The next moment, the two professors were taken aback.

Their slowing spells have failed!

With the level of spellcasting of the two professors Snape and McGonagall, they have not encountered the situation where the spell has failed for many years.now in harry

In an emergency about to fall, the deceleration spells of the two suddenly lost their effect. This is undoubtedly a test of life and death for the young savior!

Harry, danger!

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On the other hand, the Gryffindor batsmen, the Weasley twins, have been trying to save Harry.

Early on when Harry's brooms moved, the two tried unsuccessfully to pull Harry onto one of their broomsticks—every time they got close to him, the broomsticks jumped higher.

After the action failed, they didn't care about winning or losing the Quidditch match and the bet with Slytherin, and flew towards the conspicuous black umbrella in the stands like crazy.

"Professor, can you save Harry? I know you can!"

"Yes, you are the professor Harry admires the most, don't let him down, professor!"

The two flew to the stands where Dracula was, and shouted anxiously.

Cedric under the umbrella also looked at him expectantly.

"Why, in your hearts, am I the kind of person who will not save me?" Dracula chuckled.

Seeing the smile on his face, the three little wizards were subconsciously relieved.

Watching Harry who was still falling rapidly, Dracula looked at Professor McGonagall and Snape whose spells had expired with some surprise, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

Then, a big bat of the same style as the bat that caught Cedric fluttered out from under the parasol, and flew under Harry after a few flashes.

The big bat lightly caught Harry's falling body, and smoothly slid an arc downward, placing Harry on the soft turf of the Quidditch pitch.

In the sky, Ms. Hooch also rode her own broom and picked up Harry's Nimbus 2000 before it fell to the ground.