The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

Hogwarts is a talent training base for the entire British wizarding world. Too many wizards have warm and deep feelings for this school. As the Minister of Magic, if he dares to belittle Hogwarts professors for no reason, wait His will be a major pressure of public opinion!

Just when Fudge was in a dilemma, another witch who was beside him took a step forward, showing an ugly but cloyingly sweet smile.

"Hasn't Principal Dumbledore heard that different people have different abilities?" She said in a sweet tone, "In terms of catching criminals, it is obvious that dementors are better than those who stay in school and teach all the year round. The professors need to be better at it."

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"You are?" Dumbledore frowned as he looked at the interjecting witch.

"Dolores Umbridge," said the witch with a flamboyantly proud look, "Assistant Minister for Magic and Senior Deputy Minister for Magic."

"Okay, Ms. Assistant," Dumbledore repeated indifferently, "Can I understand that you think the professors at Hogwarts are incompetent, or they cover up criminals?"

"Oh! I don't mean to deny the position or ability of the Hogwarts professors," Umbridge said in a fuss, and at the same time glanced at Dracula on the sofa. "Of course, We can't rule out that there will be some moths in it..."

Dracula didn't know why the blame was shifted to himself, and he turned his attention away from the sorting hat in his hand with great interest, and looked at the witch named Umbridge next to Fudge.

However, after only one glance, the earl, who has thousands of years of experience and great strength, almost vomited...

Umbridge shouldn't be too young, with a broad, flabby ugly face, but wearing a very "girly" pink suit with a fluffy cardigan pink sweater on the outside of the suit, short There is a little black velvet bow in her curly hair...

It looked exactly like a toad with a pink bow, and it was the kind of toad Neville's Raifu wouldn't even bother to mate with.

It doesn't matter if she is ugly and her clothes are too contrasting to be scary, the key is that the voice of this female toad is still a very thin clip sound, as if she is pretending to be a teenage girl, but in fact she is like a teenage girl. It is an underdeveloped old hen.

Dracula gasped, subconsciously waved his hand, and instantly acted on the pink toad with a powerful thrust, pushing her out of the door of the principal's office, and slammed her heavily on the railing of the spiral staircase outside.

Completing this step was not enough, he beckoned again, closed the door of the office, shut the image of Umbridge's hot eyes out of the door, and opened all the windows.

A gust of wind blew in from the window, shaking the books, candles, and even the tables and chairs in the principal's office. I was afraid that the ugly monster would still have any smell left in this space.

"Huh... it should be almost there now." The wind blowing outside the window

It took a full minute for Dracula to breathe a sigh of relief and let the wind stop.

Fudge happened to be standing next to a window in the principal's office, and the minute-long wind blew his hair and clothes into a mess like a chicken coop, and also blew the minister's mind.

He was still rejoicing just now, but fortunately he brought an assistant to act as the villain who spoke bad words, otherwise he really couldn't deal with Dumbledore's verbal offensive.

However, in the blink of an eye, this extremely aggressive assistant was thrown out of the door, and any preset functions could not be played out...

We are all civilized people, how can we do it right away?

"I need an explanation, Dumbledore!" Fudge looked angrily at Dumbledore while arranging his clothes and hair, "Attacking senior officials of the Ministry of Magic for no reason, do you want to violently defy the Ministry of Magic's investigation? ?!"

"Where is there no reason? I have a very clear reason here, okay?" Dracula sneered, "Just now that pink-skinned toad seriously polluted my eyes, stained my ears, and even affected my mood for the whole day! Is the reason not clear enough?"

"What kind of reason is that, you are defying the authority of the Ministry of Magic!" Fudge blushed with anger.

Of course, it wasn't because of Dracula's way of throwing Umbridge out of the door and Toad's evaluation. He actually thought this title was quite vivid... He was angry because of Dracula's attitude of disregarding the rules of the Ministry of Magic.

"Insulting Ministry of Magic officials with insulting words is already a crime!" Fudge said loudly. "Sure enough, you are the only person who would kidnap Ministry of Magic employees against the rules of the Ministry of Magic!"

Fudge had known for a long time that it was the Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who had clashed with the dementors, and also knew that the only two people waiting for them in the headmaster's office today were the headmaster and the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

So of course he also knew that Dracula was the professor who abducted the dementor.

"Minister Fudge, Professor Dracula just made a legitimate defense against the invasion of dementors, which is far less serious than what you said." Dumbledore defended Dracula, "In addition, if it wasn't for Dracula If the professor makes a timely move, there may be even greater disturbances on the Quidditch pitch."

"I want to know more, who approved those dementors to enter Hogwarts?"

He took the opportunity to take the topic in another direction, staring straight into Fudge's eyes, with a sharp light in his eyes.

"This... this is also for the safety of the savior," Fudge said without Umbridge by his side, and even forgot that he wanted to take the opportunity to attack Dracula just now.

"It's rare for the dementors to find traces of Sirius, so they acted urgently, so I temporarily approved their request to enter Hogwarts without further notification." He said eagerly.

"But because of the dementors, the savior almost fell from a high altitude and lost his life!" Dumbledore said coldly, "Harry Potter is still lying in the school infirmary until now, all because of the influence of dementors .”

"This..." Fudge froze in place, feeling terrified for a while.

If the Boy Who Lived didn't die at the hands of the wanted criminal Sirius Black, but had problems with the dementors, then he might really be the Minister of Magic.

And it's not just a matter of being a minister. If something happened to Harry Potter because of his wrong decision-making, then he will probably become a sinner in the wizarding world, and in this way will be left in the history of magic for future generations to cast aside !

Fudge shuddered, and was stunned for a long time, not knowing what he should say to restore the decline in some words.

Just then, behind Fudge, a tall, balding, dark-skinned wizard stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.

"Leave it to me, Mr. Minister." The wizard said in a deep and slow voice.

"Kings here? Wait, you're only in charge of security here, you'd better not meddle in political matters..." Fudge looked at the dark-skinned wizard beside him with a puzzled expression.

In his opinion, the wizard named Kingsley Shacklebolt next to him is just an Auror captain with no political level.

Leave it to the Minister of Magic and assistants.

However, before he could finish speaking, Kingsley Shacklebolt spoke without being humble.

"Principal Dumbledore, we admit that Dementors may have made some mistakes in their work, and the Ministry of Magic can apologize to you for these mistakes." He said calmly, in stark contrast to Fudge's flustered expression.

Dumbledore looked at him with a smile, and made a gesture of invitation, motioning for Kings to continue talking.

"It is true that the Ministry of Magic has made mistakes in its work, but this does not mean that the professors at Hogwarts can deal with the employees of the Ministry of Magic without permission." Kings glanced at Dracula and continued, "Of course, I can understand this. The behavior of a professor Dracula, after all, no professor would want his students to have any problems."

"So the idea on our side is that both sides take a step back - that Professor Dracula returns the dementor he personally captured to the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic will not complain about Professor Dracula's attack on Ministry of Magic officials. appeal."

"Wait, isn't this appropriate?" Fudge subconsciously glanced outside the door, and whispered into Kingslai's ear, "Are you really not going to prosecute such a person who doesn't care about the Ministry of Magic? The Ministry of Magic Prestige will suffer."

"Believe me, Mr. Minister, even if we sue Professor Dracula, we won't do anything about him." King Silai also responded in a low voice, "I guess his strength is close to the level of a great wizard. My personal My point of view is that it is not appropriate to cause too many conflicts."

Without waiting for Fudge's response, Kingslai continued:

"In addition, we agree to further curb the behavior of the dementors, and try to prevent the situation like yesterday from happening as much as possible. Do you think this is okay, Principal Dumbledore, Professor Dracula?"

"That's a good plan." A smile appeared on Dumbledore's face, and he nodded slightly.

Dracula walked back and forth between Dumbledore and Kingsley several times with deep meaning in his eyes, and finally fixed his gaze on Dumbledore's face.

Dumbledore also noticed Dracula's gaze, so he tilted his head subtly and nodded slightly.

Dracula understood, turned his head to look at Jin Silai, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Okay, I agree."

As he spoke, he randomly took a piece of parchment from Dumbledore's desk, folded it a few times, and folded it into a small paper box.

Afterwards, Dracula raised his hand and lightly tapped on the paper box, and instantly cast a traceless stretching spell, which immediately expanded the space inside the paper box to the size of a villa.

He opened his palm again, and a silver moon gathered in front of his palm, and slowly pushed it into the carton.

After the silver light completely submerged into the paper box, Dracula casually threw the paper box to Jin Silai.

"All the dementors you want are in here," he said, waving his arms like trying to catch ducks, "You two can leave now, and I won't be so easy to talk to next time!"

Jin Silai took the carton in a panic, and looked into the carton together with Fudge, and sure enough, they saw groups of dementors floating in the carton listlessly, the number was unknown. , anyway a lot of looks.

"Any cardboard box, used to cast the Untraceable Stretching Curse...?" Kingsley and Fudge looked shocked, and felt that their brains were a little out of order.

Shouldn't something strong enough be used as a carrier for a dangerous magic like the Untraceable Stretching Curse?Is it true that a piece of parchment that is just taken casually will not be broken?

They didn't even bother to pursue Dracula's responsibility for illegally using the Untraceable Stretching Curse. They could only carefully hold the cardboard box, bid farewell to Dumbledore and Dracula immediately, and left the principal's office.

Both Fudge and Kingslai were afraid that the fragile paper would be damaged, so they released a large group of dementors inside and exposed them to their own eyes.

"Kings, you performed very well today." Walking on the road, Fudge praised Kings, "I just want you to be an Auror captain, Scrimgeour is short of a deputy, and I am interested in becoming a magic law Is it the deputy director of the executive department?"

……

"Is that Captain Auror one of yours?" After all the officials from the Ministry of Magic had left, Dracula looked at Dumbledore with a faint smile

asked without a smile.

"As expected of Professor Dracula, you found out so easily." Dumbledore nodded helplessly, "To be precise, Kingsley is a member of the Order of the Phoenix. I hope you can keep this secret for us. "

"I'm not interested in spreading this kind of thing everywhere." Dracula chuckled, "No wonder, you pressed Fudge every step of the way, but when the Auror captain spoke, your tone suddenly softened."

Chapter 210 Boggarts and Dementors

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Fudge and other officials of the Ministry of Magic left with satisfaction;

Dumbledore was also very satisfied with the Ministry of Magic's promise to restrain the dementors from approaching the castle, and also gave the members of the Order of the Phoenix a chance to be promoted in the Ministry of Magic;

And Dracula is also very satisfied.

He doubled the number of dementors in the trash bin he had cast the Untraceable Stretch Charm on, and Fudge didn't even notice that he was missing some of the dementors.

The wizards of the Ministry of Magic only use dementors as a tool to guard the prison. Who would seriously count the number of these dark and decaying creatures?

……

Another weekend later, Harry was discharged from the school infirmary after recovering.

On Monday, he came to the second floor of the teaching area with complicated thoughts, preparing to attend the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class after being discharged from the hospital——

"What did Professor Lupine tell you in the previous few classes?" Dracula asked on the podium after the bell rang.

Facts have proved that since Lupine replaced Dracula in teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts last Monday, Dracula once again couldn't hold back his laziness, and directly asked Lupine to substitute for the whole week.

If it wasn't close to the night of the full moon, Lupine would drink the wolfsbane potion brewed by Snape, and his body would be weak for a period of time. I persuaded Dracula on the grounds of traces, and I am afraid that this substitute class time will continue to be extended.

"Professor, Professor Lupine told us about Kabbah and Boggart, and took us to practice." Hermione was the first to answer by raising her hand.

After she was confiscated by Dracula, she had to take a few days off and take a few classes off.

It wasn't until Dumbledore got the fully charged time converter sent by the Ministry of Magic again that Miss Xueba finally resumed her continuous study life.

Fortunately, after those few days of adjustments, her mental state has improved a lot, and now she is back to the efficient study state as before.

"Kabba and Boggart, eh?"

Dracula thought for a moment, thinking that on the weekend, Lupine dutifully came to his office to hand over his teaching work, and seemed to mention that he found a Boggart in an old wardrobe in the castle.

"Let me take a look... Well, it is here, I found you." He quickly found a Boggart from a box inside the desk, and took it out of the box, " Okay, let's review the previous content before this class..."

Halfway through the speech, Dracula's expression suddenly sank.

I saw that the shape of the Boggart was constantly changing, as if thinking about what Dracula in front of him would be afraid of.