The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"They were not far from the trophy. After I help them get rid of the boy controlled by the Imperius Curse, the game should be over soon." Serena said.

Immediately, she was stunned for a moment, "Hey, why is the competition not over yet? I remember it took a long time to find you here... Does it take so long to distinguish who gets the trophy?"

Dumbledore and Snape looked at each other, and the same words were clearly written in their eyes——

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"Why did Dracula leave at this time?" Snape suddenly looked at Serena and asked each word, "Wasn't he the one who said he would take care of the contestants?"

"I don't know what he said to you." Serena put her hands on her hips and said dissatisfiedly, "And what do you mean? Do you think I'm not enough to be his security guard?"

"You may take that to be what I mean," said Snape coldly.

Serena was not easy to mess with. She was used to being the acting leader of the vampire clan, used to being strong and vengeful, so naturally it was impossible for Snape to question her.

As a result, her eyes turned cold, and with the snap of her fingers, a bat burning with white flames quietly attacked Snape.

"Severus, now is not the time to quarrel." Dumbledore suddenly stood up and broke the tense atmosphere, "I think it's time for your mark to come in handy, we need to meet the Dark Lord for a while. "

He moved half a step without a trace, raised his hand lightly to extinguish the flame on the bat, and handed it back to Serena.

Seeing that her magic was easily erased, Serena's eyes widened in surprise.

She has always known that the headmaster of Hogwarts is very powerful, but she did not expect him to be so powerful... It can be seen from Xiaolu's hand just now that he is at least the same level as Dracula.

"Nice to meet you, this unknown lady." Dumbledore smiled gently and said to Serena, "We are not well received today, but there are other urgent things to do, I hope you will understand me."

Dumbledore didn't say anything more, and when he looked at Snape again, his expression became serious again.

Snape nodded, feeling the call of the Dark Mark on the inside of his left arm, and led Dumbledore out of the corner outside the maze.

Just when Dumbledore was about to call Phoenix Fawkes over and take them to the place where Voldemort summoned the Death Eaters, a gust of wind suddenly came from high in the sky.

Dumbledore looked up and saw the semi-finals cup flying towards Harry and Cedric, landing on the central lawn surrounded by auditoriums.

A wave of sound came from the auditorium. They thought that the final champion had finally appeared, and they burst into cheers.

But when the first person found Cedric, who was lying motionless on the ground with his eyes blank, the cheers became weak and turned into an uproar.

Snape and Dumbledore stepped forward quickly, to Harry and Cedric's side.

"Harry, Harry!"

Dumbledore helped Harry up off the lawn, looked down at him through his semicircular spectacles, and was slightly relieved to see that there seemed to be nothing wrong with him other than the wound on his leg.

Harry opened his eyes.

He saw the starry night sky, and Headmaster Dumbledore in front of him.

Surrounded by dark figures, they all squeezed towards him, and the ground under them seemed to be shaking slightly with their footsteps.

Harry let go of the trophy, but tightened his grip on Cedric.He grabbed Dumbledore's wrist with his free hand, and Dumbledore's face was sometimes clear and sometimes blurred in the misty tears.

"Professor, come on, Cedric may not be dead yet!" He choked up and said, "It was Voldemort who did it... Voldemort is back."

"What's the matter? What happened?" At this moment, the upside-down face of Cornelius Fudge, the British Minister of Magic, appeared in front of Harry. His face was pale and panicked.

The Minister of Magic was going to come here to present the final prize, and to give Kang an impassioned speech by the way, but the scene in front of him made him wonder.

This good mood cast a layer of gloom.

This semi-final competition was specially organized by Fudge in order to stabilize his political status. If there was an accident that someone died during the competition... Fudge could not imagine what kind of setbacks his political career would encounter.

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"Merlin... Digory!" he said palely, "Dumbledore, is he... is he dead?"

Dumbledore didn't speak, but pulled Cedric past with a solemn face, and reached out to feel his pulse.

"His heartbeat has stopped." Dumbledore's face became more and more serious.

He took out his wand and cast several complex and powerful healing spells on Cedric in succession, but none of them worked.

"Severus, what can you do?"

Dumbledore looked at Snape who came with him, and asked softly.

"You should have figured it out...he's dead." Snape said expressionlessly, but his eyes also looked a little dark, "I don't know why his soul hasn't dissipated, but his body is completely gone. died."

"No...how is it possible!" Harry still tightly grasped Cedric's wrist, tears filled his eyes involuntarily, "He clearly wears an amulet made by Professor Dracula, which can protect me from the Cruciatus Curse , should also be able to resist the Death Curse..."

Dumbledore's eyes moved, and sure enough, he found two identical reverse cross pendants on Cedric's neck.

Both pendants were as red as blood.

"They have all taken effect, and they should have resisted a powerful black magic." Dumbledore said softly.

"Two talismans..." Harry murmured, "That's right, Cho Zhang should have given Cedric her share of the pendant. How could something happen to Cedric?"

"Harry, the Killing Curse is different from any other black magic." Dumbledore said in a sad tone, "The Killing Curse is a spell that works on the rule level, and it cannot be completely resisted by any defensive technique."

"But...Professor Dracula..." Harry still refused to accept his fate.

Obviously, this glimmer of hope has just risen, how could it be snuffed out so easily?

"That's enough, Harry, let him go," said Fudge, standing aside. "Amos Diggory is coming. Let his father see him again."

Fudge started pulling Harry's fingers, trying to get him to let go of Cedric's "corpse", but Harry still held onto it.

Then Dumbledore's face moved closer, still blurred.

"Harry, you can't help him anymore, it's over. Let go," he said.

"It's clearly a trap aimed at me..." Harry murmured in a low voice, "Why did Cedric get hurt...it's all my fault, I shouldn't have suggested that two people win together..."

"It's okay, Harry, I don't blame you." Dumbledore said softly, "Let go..."

Dumbledore leaned over and lifted Harry to his feet with uncharacteristic strength for a gaunt old man.Harry reeled, his head hammering like a hammer, his injured leg unable to support the weight of his body.

He saw in awe that Amos Digory, who had a double-faced relationship, fell beside Cedric, and a witch was crying... and many girls from Hogwarts also Sobbing softly.

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When Dracula got rid of Andros's troubles and dealt with the despicable Herbo's affairs, what he saw when he came back was such a sad picture everywhere.

"Who can tell me what happened?" Dracula grabbed a sobbing girl who was hiding in a place where no one was around, and asked with a frown.

"Professor Dracula, where did you just go?" The girl who was held back sobbed, crying to Dracula, "Cedric...Cedric...he's dead! Obviously before the game I I have already put my amulet on him, I just hope nothing happens to him..."

Only then did Dracula notice that the girl he was holding was actually Cedric's girlfriend, Ravenclaw's fifth grader, Qiu Zhang.

"Where is he?" Dracula's face darkened.

, became extremely scary, "Tell me, where is Cedric now!"

Qiu Zhang wiped away his tears, and pointed to the middle of the lawn from afar.

Dracula's figure disappeared in place, and instantly appeared in the grass surrounded by the crowd.

"Get out of the way!"

As his cold words fell, the dense crowd was suddenly pushed aside by an irresistible force, leaving a wide passage for Dracula.

Dracula walked up to Cedric and looked at the weeping Amos Diggory and Mrs. Diggory.

"Let go of him first, both of you." He took a deep breath and said in a low tone,

"He's not dead yet."

Chapter 280 IX

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"Is what you said true?!"

Hearing Dracula's voice, Mrs. Diggory grasped his sleeve tightly as if grasping at straws.

"Yes, I can wake him up." Dracula said slowly, "But I need to tell you in advance that this kind of "waking up" may not be what you think..."

"Anyway, it's enough to bring Seid back to life!" Madam Diggory sobbed emotionally. "Sed is only 17 years old. He is so outstanding and makes us so proud..."

Amos Digory was also secretly wiping away tears.

Since Cedric was born, he has been proud of his son. Cedric lived up to expectations and became a "child of other people's family". Show off in front of you.

Just now, he was still showing off to the people near the auditorium, and he was sure that Cedric would definitely win the trophy of the semifinals and win the championship of this competition.

Cedric did get the trophy too...

However, the way he came back was simply unimaginable.

"Professor Dracula, please, help Cedric..." Amos Diggory begged with dark eyes.

"Get up first." Dracula looked at Cedric's unfocused eyes and said to the couple calmly, "Don't worry, he will be fine."

Dumbledore, who was also standing aside, seemed to realize something, and looked at Dracula with a very strange look.

"His body has indeed lost its vitality, Professor Dracula." He said every word, "There is no way for a person who has been cursed to die."

"I know." Dracula said slowly, "but...can't a dead body regain vitality?"

Dumbledore was silent for a moment.

"Professor Dracula, are you sure you want to do this?" His tone suddenly seemed a little erratic.

"I've already made up my mind." Dracula nodded lightly, "Help me keep an eye on other people, don't let them disturb me."

Dumbledore sighed, said nothing more, just waved his wand silently.

An invisible barrier suddenly appeared, enclosing Dracula and Cedric inside, and keeping everyone else out of the barrier.

Under the scorching eyes of everyone, Dracula raised one arm and stretched forward.

Cedric's body floated up from the ground lightly, his eyelids slightly closed, covering his eyes that were out of focus.

At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed.

"Look, Professor Dracula..."

Without his reminder, everyone's eyes were on Dracula.

Dracula seemed to be too lazy to hide at last, and completely removed all disguises——