The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

He got up from the sofa, ran forward, and stood in front of Peter.

"You can't kill him," he said, struggling a little, but his movements were very firm, "Yes, you can't."

Both Black and Lupine were shocked, wondering what Harry, who hated Peter so much just now, was thinking.

"Harry, this is the gangster who cost you your parents!" Blake growled. "This cringeworthy filth has no mercy on your family. You heard what he just said, his own stinky skin is worse than the Your family's life is important."

"I understand," gasped Harry, "but we can give him to the dementors, he should be in Azkaban...just don't kill him."

"Harry!" Peter's eyes widened with joy. He almost lost hope of surviving just now, but he didn't expect the enemy's child to spare his life. "Thank you, thank you for being kind to me... thank you ..."

"It was never for you that I spared your life!" Harry said, casting a disgusted glance at Peter, "I did it because I didn't think my father would have wanted his best friend to kill... especially Kill people like you!"

"And if you die like this, Sirius' grievances will be hard to wash away..."

Black and Lupine looked at each other.After a while, their wands were lowered.

"You're the only one with the right to make the decision, Harry," said Black, with a look of reluctance on his face, "you don't have to worry about me, I don't care about the injustice...but you have to think he does something happened."

"He can go to Azkaban," Harry's tone gradually became firm, "he should have been tortured by dementors for the rest of his life..."

"I'll add a word."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Harry.

Everyone present turned their heads and moved their eyes to the place where the voice came from.

Dracula, who had watched the show for a long time, was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, shaking a goblet with one hand, and holding a piece of pudding in the other, looking at Peter and Harry with interest. in the direction.

Harry: "..."

Sirius: "...do you really think you are watching a play, Professor Dracula?"

"Of course I'm watching a play, otherwise what am I doing here?" Dracula said as a matter of course, then put the wine glass in the air, and gave a thumbs up to several people, "Wonderful, what a wonderful show play!"

"However, Potter, you seem to have overlooked a problem—since Sirius Black can sneak out of Azkaban through the Animagus, why can't the smaller and more inconspicuous mice escape? Woolen cloth?"

Harry froze for a moment.

He really didn't think about it.

"So I have a proposal, why don't we turn this Mr. Pediru into a squib before giving it to the dementors, so that he will completely lose the ability to transform!" Dracula said enthusiastically.

He just thought of a way to turn wizards into squibs some time ago, but he hasn't had time to implement them yet.

"Wonderful!" Sirius slapped his thigh, expressing his approval of Dracula's proposal.

Even Lupine showed a hint of emotion.

Looking at Dracula who was eager to try, Dumbledore finally couldn't sit still.

"Ahem, Professor Dracula's proposal is indeed a solution..." He stood up from the sofa and dissuaded him, "However, we still need Peter as a proof to clear Sirius' grievances."

"If it is known that we tortured Peter, the strength of the evidence will be greatly reduced."

"Well, I'll

Pai Fox supervises him all the time, preventing him from using Animagus to transform and escape. "

Dumbledore then looked at Peter, "If you don't listen to the advice and insist on going your own way and turning into a mouse to escape, Fawkes will burn you to ashes immediately! Peter, you should know something about the flame of the phoenix."

Peter nodded repeatedly, for fear that Dumbledore would regret it.

If he could keep some more magical abilities, he would have a chance of survival. He felt that he still had a chance!

"Tsk, boring." Dracula shrugged, got up and walked towards the door of the lounge, "It seems that the show is over today, and it's time for the audience to leave!"

He pushed open the door and walked out of the faculty lounge.

"Wait a minute, professor!" At this moment, Hermione suddenly stopped Dracula from behind.

"what happened?"

"Professor, Hagrid and Buckbeak are still waiting for your help!"

Chapter 220 An Unexpected Package

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"Oh, I almost forgot."

Dracula turned around and looked at Harry and Ron with a half-smile, "Since Miss Granger has already mentioned it, have you two made up your joke yet?"

Ron hesitated for a moment, and glanced at the professors around him, as well as Sirius and Peter, and saw that there were no adults from Slytherin College around, so he gritted his teeth and told the joke he made up to spoof Malfoy before.

"There was a Slytherin graduate who joined the Death Eaters

The Slytherin graduate was overjoyed and said excitedly, "Yes, that's what I want to learn!""

……

After the joke was told, an eerie silence fell into the staff lounge.

Ron felt a little embarrassed, and asked awkwardly, "Isn't it funny?"

"Pfft-"

Sirius was the first to laugh.

"Hahahaha... this is definitely the funniest joke I've heard recently!" He laughed excitedly, "I have long since disliked that Lucius Malfoy, of course, if you can make the joke With Snape as the main character, the joke might have been a little more interesting."

Sirius gave Ron an encouraging look, "Come on, think of a few more jokes featuring Snape as the main character, I like you, kid!"

Even though he was praised, Ron was not very happy, he just smiled reluctantly.

He knew that Sirius Black had stayed in that unhappy place of Azkaban for more than ten years, and he was hiding in hiding after escaping from prison, so he must have only heard this joke.

Then his joke must be the funniest joke Sirius has heard recently, because there is no second one!

Then, Ron turned his eyes to the others unwillingly.

Lu Ping was very preoccupied at the moment, and he had no intention of listening to jokes, so he just gave a face-saving smirk.

Peter was worried about his future, with a bitter face, let alone laughing at some jokes.

Fortunately, Dumbledore's expression seemed a little cheerful.

"Sure enough, young people are still creative," Dumbledore said with a smile, "but I suggest you better not tell Mr. Malfoy the joke, or you will fight again. Minerva is quite busy recently, It's better not to find trouble for her."

After listening to Dumbledore's suggestion, Ron felt a little guilty.Because the joke had already been heard by Draco Malfoy on the spot, and they did almost fight...

Finally, Ron, Harry, and Hermione all looked at Dracula.

Only if Professor Dracula approves of the joke, Harry's homework will be lightened, and Hagrid and Buckbeak will be helped...

Under Ron's expectant eyes, Dracula slowly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Although I don't think it's so funny, but it's quite creative." Dracula said with a chuckle, "This time, you'll pass the test first!"

"Professor, Buckbeak..." Hermione asked.

"Don't worry, Buckbeak will be all right!"

Dracula waved his hand and walked out of the staff lounge.

……

What Dracula promised, the action efficiency is still very high.

On the second afternoon, when Harry, Ron, and Hermione went to visit Hagrid at the hut on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, they saw an old man with a mess of curly white hair and some freckles on his face was sitting in the hut Ri and Hagrid sat and chatted.

There was an old-fashioned brown leather suitcase on the table in front of the two of them. A blond boy was looking at the suitcase with great eyesight, and the corners of his mouth were almost drooling.

"Good afternoon, Hagrid... Hey, Rove, why are you here?" Harry walked into the door to greet Hagrid, and then asked in surprise when he saw the old and the young sitting beside Hagrid.

"Good afternoon, Harry." Rove secretly wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, greeted Harry, and explained, "I'm here with my grandfather, who was invited by Professor Dracula, Come to Professor Hagrid to deal with Buckbeak."

Newt turned to look at the three little wizards, smiled and nodded at them.

"what

, you three little guys are here! Hagrid waved his fan-sized palm, and beckoned the three of them to sit down in front of the table, "Let me introduce to you, this is the most famous and powerful magizoologist in the world, Newt Scamander! "

"You are Mr. Newt Scamander?" Before Harry and Ron could react, Hermione rushed forward two steps and screamed excitedly.

"It's me, hello girl." Newt smiled at her gently.

"I finished reading "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" written by you, you are so amazing!" Hermione seemed to have stars in her eyes, "Ahhh...why didn't I write my "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" Bring it here, I really want an autograph..."

Harry and Ron looked at each other and whispered to each other.

"Ron, do you know what book Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them?" Harry asked in a low voice.

"I seem to have a little impression." Ron thought hard, "I seem to... I heard Fred and George mention it, but the two of them don't read much. Could it be their textbooks?"

"The name does sound like something out of a Care of Fantastic Beasts class." Harry nodded approvingly.

Since Hagrid was seated relatively close to the two of them, he laughed awkwardly when he heard their whispers.

"Ah, "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" is indeed the teaching material for the protection of magical animals selected by Professor Kettleburn, and Hogwarts has used it for many years." He said, "But I think "The Monster Book of Monsters" It's more interesting..."

Suddenly, Hagrid's face changed, "Ah, Mr. Scamander, I didn't mean to say that your book is not interesting!"

"It's okay, I know what you mean, Hagrid." Newt smiled easily, and handed Hermione a signature written on a piece of paper, which excited the little witch, "I also encourage little wizards Read more books about other magical beasts, and gather the strengths of all schools of thought!"

Hagrid just relaxed, and heaved a sigh of relief.

He needed the magizoologist's help to solve Buckbeak's problem, and it would be bad if he accidentally offended Newt.

"Mr. Scamander, how are you going to help Buckbeak?" Hagrid glanced at the somewhat impatient Hippogriff already staying in the shed in the corner, and wiped the corners of his eyes emotionally.

"Oh, I heard from Professor Dracula that the Hazardous Creatures Committee wants you to tether Buckbeak, right?" Newt asked.

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"No... that's right, and they're going to try Buckbeak after the Christmas holidays, saying... maybe they'll sentence Buckbeak to death," said Hagrid, sobbing. "Those scumbags have always regarded these little guys as scourges!"

"I see, those guys are still the same as before." Newt thought deeply, "Well, Buckbeak must not be tied up, so why not let him stay in my box for two months before the trial .”

"Really? That would be great!" As a fan of Fantastic Beasts, Hagrid certainly knew what Newt's suitcase meant.

If it wasn't for the fear of hitting the roof, he might have jumped up with joy.