The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

Dracula crossed his arms, hands

Pointing to unconsciously rubbing his collar.An extremely rare look of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Yes, Professor." George said, "Our second brother Charlie works in the Romanian Dragon Reserve."

"That's right, Charlie is my parents' real son!" Fred added.

Dracula hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a delicate crystal ball from the pocket that had been cast with the No Trace Stretch Curse.

This crystal ball exudes a soft shimmer, and there seems to be a dim moon in the center of the fuzzy sphere, spinning quietly.

"Well, you write a letter to Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley, asking them to do me a favor." Dracula stared at the crystal ball, and slowly handed it to George, "After arriving in Romania, please go to Bran Castle and hand over this crystal ball to the castle guard."

"You can just give it to the guard. There is no accompanying letter?" George asked suspiciously.

"You don't need any letters, you can give it to any guard, they will understand." Dracula shook his head with a light smile, and said to him, "I owe you a favor for this matter, is there anything that needs help? Please let me know."

"No problem, leave it to us!" The twins were overjoyed and assured, patting their chests.

At this moment, a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out on the other side of the Gryffindor table——

……

Two minutes ago, Professor McGonagall had just checked the number of people staying in school during the Christmas holiday and left the auditorium.

As soon as Professor McGonagall left, a tall and thin little Slytherin wizard with neat platinum-blond hair and a sharp chin deliberately walked to the long table of Gryffindor.

This little Slytherin wizard was accompanied by two hunky servants who didn't look very smart at first glance, sandwiching him from left to right, making him a very handsome look.

"I really feel sorry for those people," Draco Malfoy said to his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, as they walked by the Gryffindor table. Watts for Christmas because the family didn't want them."

He looked at Harry as he spoke, while Crabbe and Goyle snickered foolishly.

Harry swallowed down the bowl of pudding and ignored it.But Ron next to him couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up in a jerk.

Fred and George are self-deprecating when they say that no one belongs to them, but the Malfoy family, as the deadly enemies of the Weasley family, has a problem with their heirs saying so.

Ron slammed headfirst into Malfoy, then got bogged down with the two big guys.

Chapter 38 Deflated Malfoy

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Ron resolutely joined Draco Malfoy's two big men in the class.

And then... no more.

He was far from being the opponent of the huge Crabbe and Goyle. He was quickly restrained by the two of them grabbing his arms and pinching his thighs, and he couldn't move at all.

Malfoy stood beside him triumphantly, smiling like a villain:

"This is your follower, Potter? So vulnerable!"

"Ron is my friend, he is not a servant! The two next to you are called servants!" Harry was so angry that he also rushed to Crabbe and Goyle, trying to get Ron out of their hands. After being rescued, Hermione couldn't even stop her.

... Then Harry was restrained by his neck and feet, and he was put together with Ron.

"Is this the so-called savior? That's all!" Malfoy was complacent, looking at the students on the Gryffindor long table proudly, feeling that he led Slytherin to the Gryffindor College Head, very happy.

Malfoy's provocative behavior finally angered everyone, and the Gryffindor students who were eating stood up from the table and approached him step by step.

Seeing a large group of people approaching angrily, Malfoy felt a little guilty.But thinking that his backer was nearby, he raised his head again and looked disdainfully at the Gryffindor cubs in front of him.

Just when the Gryffindor students came up and wanted to arrest Malfoy like Ron and Harry now, a gloomy voice sounded——

"I haven't seen you for a few minutes, and the Gryffindor students seem to be more courageous." Snape said with a sneer, "Now you dare to bully the younger students in public?"

"Someone messed with us first, Professor Snape." Hermione poked her head covered in shaggy brown hair from behind the crowd, and argued, "Malfoy was insulting Ron and Harry's family just now. "

"It's against Hogwarts school rules to hit someone anyway, Miss Granger. And I saw Mr. Weasley do it first." Snape said in a smooth tone, "Gryffin Deducted ten more points. Weasley, Potter, you should be grateful that you didn't deduct more. Well, it's all over!"

Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle threw Ron and Harry back into the Gryffindor line, grinning rudely, as if mocking the powerlessness of Gryffindor House and the weakness of the so-called savior.

"I'm going to teach him a lesson," Ron said through gritted teeth, looking at Malfoy's back. "One day, I'm going to teach them a lesson—"

"I really hate them both," echoed Harry, "Malfoy and Snape are so annoying."

At this moment, Malfoy, who was still gloating about his misfortune, seemed to be slapped hard suddenly. He spun around on the spot several times, and then fell heavily to the ground.

Malfoy lost face, coupled with the burning pain on his face, he burst into tears of grievance.

"Who?! Who plotted against me? Don't let me catch you, my father will make you pay the price!" He cried while crying, tears still flowing.

Snape, on the other hand, showed a suspicious expression, and cast his eyes on Dracula who was not far away.

Dracula crossed his arms, and also moved his gaze over to meet Snape's.

"What a coincidence, Professor Snape." He greeted first.

"Professor Dracula, as far as I know, no one else around here has such a superb silent spellcasting ability." Snape stared at Dracula, and said coldly, "Don't tell me about Draco being attacked." It's about you."

"There's no need to doubt it, it's indeed ***." Dracula said to Snape indifferently, "Malfoy's behavior of provoking his classmates should be punished."

"Oh, yes, ten points for Slytherin." He glanced at Malfoy who was sitting on the ground, and added, "Professor Snape, it shouldn't be a problem for me to follow your management method, right?"

Snape's face became very ugly.

"Professor Dracula, it seems inappropriate for you to physically punish students like this?" He said stiffly.

"Oh? Then Professor Snape deducted points from Gryffindor alone, ignoring Snape

Is it appropriate that Leitlin's erroneous behavior? " Dracula asked with a chuckle.

Snape stared at Dracula, lips trembling.

Then he turned around abruptly, and left the auditorium without looking back, his voluminous robes swung behind his back, slapping Malfoy who was sitting on the ground...

Malfoy stared dumbfounded at his headmaster who left without saying goodbye, feeling abandoned.

"Nice job, Professor! I knew the favor was worthless!"

The Weasley twins rushed over with joy on their faces, and George praised loudly.

Fred also winked at the side, "Sure enough, it has to be Professor Dracula, and Snape's old bat should have a long memory!"

Dracula turned to look at the Weasley twins, and said with a smile: "You actually use the favor I just gave to such a trivial matter. I have never seen a wizard as extravagant as you."

"It's all right, Professor." Fred said carelessly, "No matter what it is, you need to use it when you get it, and there's no point in keeping it!"

"Then I hope you won't regret it in the future." Dracula chuckled, waved to Weasley and Harry, and then walked towards the entrance of the auditorium.

At this moment, Malfoy, who was still sitting on the ground, couldn't sit still.He felt that he should say a harsh word at the end, otherwise he would lose face.

So before Dracula left, he suddenly said loudly:

"You...don't get complacent too early! My father is the school manager of Hogwarts, I will let him expel you!"

Dracula paused for a moment, then turned to look at him.

"How, are you scared?" Seeing Dracula's actions, Malfoy suddenly recovered, raised his head and said, "As long as you apologize to me now, I can prevent my father from firing you!"

After all, it was the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the past few months that left a deep impression on Malfoy. Even if he had no face, he only dared to ask Dracula to apologize to him, and did not dare to make more excessive demands.

However, Dracula had no intention of apologizing at all. Instead, there was a look of interest in his eyes.

"Interesting, does Hogwarts now have a school council?"

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, he bent down and approached Malfoy who was sitting on the ground, and said softly, "Can you do me a favor, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Tell your father to come to Hogwarts with the other trustees."

"Just say, the landlord of Hogwarts wants to see them."

Chapter 39 School Board

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There was fine snow falling around Hogwarts, which added to the atmosphere of going home to the little wizards who lined up on the white lawn.

The Christmas holidays are finally here!

The little wizards happily carried their bags to the main gate of the castle, took a carriage to Hogsmeade Station, and then took the same Hogwarts Express to King's Cross Station together.

Harry sat in the dormitory in the Gryffindor tower, looked out from the window beside the bed, and saw the students winding their way to the carriage, and unconsciously felt a little envy in his heart.

"Hu-hu-"

There was a snoring sound in the bedroom.Harry turned his head and looked at Ron, who was still sleeping soundly.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly felt that those little wizards who came home for Christmas had nothing to envy.

Because Hogwarts is his home, and he's spending Christmas at home this year!

Suddenly, a trace of surprise appeared in Harry's eyes——

On the snow-covered lawn, he unexpectedly saw a little wizard walking back against the crowd.

Through the special platinum hair color, Harry judged that the little wizard was Draco Malfoy. At this time, there was an adult wizard with the same hair color beside Draco, walking towards the castle with Draco .

……

"Draco, are you sure it was a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who bullied you?"

Walking on the snow-covered lawn, the wizard with the same hair color as Draco looked at Draco who was walking beside him and asked.

Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, had Draco's long platinum-blond hair, cold gray eyes, and a luxurious snake-headed cane.

As if guessing what was going to happen next, Draco squirmed a little uneasily.

"Professor Dracula of Defense Against the Dark Arts," he whispered. "Dad, are you really going to fire him?"

"Of course, isn't this what you want?" Lucius looked at Draco's shrinking performance and said bitterly, "Draco, you must know that we are the Malfoy family, one of the 28 holy families. , in the face of those who dare to provoke us, we must fight back head-on, so as not to lose the face of the family!"

"But...but his lectures are really interesting, and he seems to be very strong. There have been rumors in Hogwarts that he is not afraid of the Dark Lord at all..." Draco said hesitantly.

Hearing the word "Dark Lord", the corners of Lucius' eyes twitched.

He had just disposed of the very important diary that the Dark Lord had given him not long ago.Although he couldn't see it on the surface, in fact he has always been very guilty, worried that the person who couldn't name him would make a comeback.

"Listen, Draco, the Dark Lord is dead, we have to move on!" Lucius whispered to Draco, also to himself, "Your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is not afraid of the Dark Lord There is a high probability that the rumors are just rumors, and even if he is really not afraid, it is only because the Dark Lord is dead that he has inexplicable self-confidence..."