The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

His skin became paler, a tinge of blood appeared in the wine-red hole, and the pinnae of his ears became pointed, all of which reminded everyone present of his true identity!

Dracula's style when he was a professor gradually receded, and his temperament gradually became colder, but his handsome face like a god and his dangerous aura were as attractive as poppies. With a perfect and lazy smile, he revealed a pair of sharp eyes. side teeth.

"You turned out to be a vampire?!" Fudge was the first to scream, and then he looked at Dumbledore: "Dumbledore, how dare you recruit a vampire as a professor?"

Dumbledore ignored Fudge, just looked at Dracula worriedly.

If Dracula's identity is exposed, even if Hogwarts students are still willing to accept him, those conservative and rigid parents will definitely not agree to let a vampire serve as their children's professor.

Not only that, although the situation has improved a lot in recent years, due to the contagiousness and aggressiveness of vampires, wizards in the magic world still respect this group of vampires, just like they treat werewolves.

Therefore, it is impossible for Dracula to take advantage of public opinion in the magic world.

If things go on like this, according to Dracula's lazy personality, I'm afraid it will be impossible for him to continue to serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor...

Dumbledore looked at Dracula with some confusion, and saw him take two steps closer to Cedric, pulled up one of Cedric's arms, lowered his head slightly, and stabbed Cedric with two sharp side teeth.

Cedric's wrist.

The Diggory couple exclaimed, subconsciously wanting to rush to their son.

But Dumbledore stopped them.

"Amos, this is the only way." He persuaded softly, "If you still want your children back, then don't bother Professor Dracula."

Lady Diggory's lips parted and closed, and Amos Diggory's eyes twinkled.

They struggled in their hearts for a long time, and finally realized that Cedric could not come back unchanged as before, and he could only return to them in another way.

"Just do as Professor Dracula did." Amos Diggory sighed deeply. "No matter what becomes of Cedric, we will love him as before."

Lady Diggory, with tears in her eyes, nodded likewise.

Whatever it is, it's better than never coming back.

……

At the same time, Cedric's body gradually shriveled, as if too much blood had been sucked away.

First embrace.

This is a ritual unique to the blood race, which is different from the literal meaning of "the first hug (The Ere)". The first embrace actually represents the person who is about to become the blood race in the ceremony, and the human blood in the body is blended with the blood of the blood race.

Ordinary vampires performing the first embrace ceremony for others will bring extremely strong feelings to those participating in the ceremony, including fear, heart season, and dangers such as death due to excessive blood loss, and it is impossible to make a body that has lost its vitality out of thin air. The body rejuvenates.

But Dracula, the leader of the blood clan, is naturally different from them.

He can completely turn a human being into a high-level vampire without any side effects, and he can also directly use his own blood to awaken a deactivated body.

After a while, Cedric's shriveled body returned to its original shape.

His complexion became paler, but his lips were extremely bright red, and his ears and fingers quietly revealed the characteristics of blood race.

Dracula let go of Cedric's hand and took two steps back.

Although he hadn't opened his eyes yet, Cedric's body stood firmly on the spot, showing no sign of falling down.

"You can wake up, Cedric." Dracula took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his lips, and said softly.

The next moment, Cedric suddenly opened his eyes.

"Run, Harry!" he blurted out as soon as he opened his eyes.

Hearing his words, Harry almost couldn't control the tears in his eyes again.

"Cedric, we're back..." he said with a sob, "I escaped from Voldemort."

"No... I remember that I was under the death curse?" Cedric froze for a moment, then frowned, "Why am I still alive?"

He looked around blankly, "Father, mother, Principal Dumbledore, Professor Dracula...Why are you all here?"

The Digorys burst into tears.

"Get used to your current body." Dracula turned his back and waved his hands, "I can let Potter and your parents tell you about the cause and effect. After you get used to it, you can go to Bran Castle in Romania to find me .”

He glanced at the Hogwarts Castle standing under the stars behind him again, and smiled slightly.

After staying here for four years, I have almost found the fun I should be looking for, and it's time to draw a full stop...

Dracula chuckled and took a step forward, ready to bid farewell to this place with four years of memories.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted his rare emotional thoughts.

"Stay where you are, don't move!" Minister of Magic Fudge frowned and shouted viciously, "Auror, stop him!"

Dracula turned his head and looked at Fudge in surprise.

He suddenly had a premonition that there was still fun to be found here, so he temporarily put away the idea of ​​leaving.

"Harry, let me ask you... what were you talking about just now?" Fudge forced a smile and asked Harry, "I hope you organize your words well."

"What did I just say?" Harry was a little dazed, "Didn't I tell Cedric just now that we're back?"

"No, it's another sentence." Fudge said nervously.

"I said... I escaped from Voldemort." Harry also remembered what he had said before.

It occurred to him that the situation should be told so that the Ministry of Magic could be prepared to deal with Voldemort.

So Harry went on to say: "Minister Fudge, Voldemort has been resurrected, and he has summoned a large number of Death Eaters... I escaped from Voldemort by luck..."

Harry told what happened in Riddle's graveyard as fast as he could, then looked nervously at Fudge and Dumbledore in front of him.

"Impossible!" Fudge suddenly roared, "Harry, if you think about it again, you must have a memory deviation, right?"

"No, I'm pretty sure I didn't say anything wrong," said Harry seriously. "Voldemort is back, and the Ministry of Magic must be ready for the enemy, Minister Fudge!"

"Enough!" Fudge said violently, "Where are the nurses here? There is a warrior here who is not only injured, but also has some problems with his brain, which needs immediate treatment."

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"There's nothing wrong with my brain!" Fudge's performance made Harry a little angry, and he retorted loudly, "I know exactly what I'm talking about!"

"Connelly, I really believe what Harry said." Dumbledore also said seriously, "You'd better be ready in time..."

"Wait a minute, Dumbledore!" Fudge interrupted Dumbledore with a wave of his hand, "You... well, you're going to take everything Harry says, aren't you?"

"Of course I believe Harry," said Dumbledore, his eyes glowing now. "Harry's account of what happened to him after he touched the Final Four is entirely plausible, and is based on what happened after Bertha Jorkins disappeared last summer." Everything that came up was explained."

"You're such a fool, Dumbledore..." Fudge suddenly put on a weird smile, "How could you believe a child's random nonsense? He must have suffered something during the game." Stimulation, hallucinations appear."

"Fudge, Cedric has been cursed!" Amos Diggory suddenly turned around and looked at Fudge angrily, "Can you deny this? My son almost died at the hands of the mysterious man inside!"

"You're too impulsive, Amos." Fudge still had that weird smile on his face, and at the same time glanced at Dracula on the other side, "I can fully believe that your precious son was killed by that Dracula." Professor La designed and framed it, just to transform this good seedling into a vampire."

"We all know that most vampires are insidious and cunning people who will do anything to achieve their goals. Don't be fooled by him, husband and wife!"

"You must be reading Rita Skeeter's article, Mr. Fudge." Dracula sneered, "Why didn't I find the Minister of Magic so imaginative before?"

Seeing that Dracula was going this way, Fudge panicked and waved to the Aurors around him.

"Auror, stop this vampire, he is most likely the culprit of this incident!" Fudge said loudly.

The corners of Dracula's mouth widened even more exaggeratedly.

"Interesting." He smiled coldly, "I want to see what other interesting things you can say."

"In addition, I found out," Fudge really had something to say, and looked at Dumbledore, "I found out that you have been hiding certain things about this kid and not reporting them? He is a cliché, isn't he? Oddly—"

"I think you're referring to the pain in the scar that Harry has been feeling?" Dumbledore said coldly.

"So, you admit that he has been feeling a pain in the head?" Fudge quickly found a new point of entry, "Headache? Nightmares? Maybe there are... hallucinations?"

"Listen, Connelly," said Dumbledore, taking a step towards Fudge, with an indescribable strength in his eyes, "Harry is as lucid and sane as you and me. The scar on his forehead is not Smudge his brains."

"I believe that Harry's scar only hurt when Voldemort was lurking nearby or felt a urge to kill.

"

Fudge took a half step back from Dumbledore, but his expression remained stubborn.

"Excuse me, Dumbledore, I've never heard of a spell scar like a bell before..."

"I saw Voldemort return with my own eyes!" cried Harry. "I saw the Death Eaters with my own eyes. I can name them! Lucius Malfoy—"

Snape moved abruptly, but as Harry looked at him, Snape's eyes turned to Fudge again.

"Malfoy is acquitted!" said Fudge, visibly offended, "a very old family, donating generously to the good cause of the Ministry—"

"McNeil!" Harry continued to call out the names.

"Also acquitted! Currently working at the Ministry of Magic!"

"Avery, Knott, Crabbe, Goyle..."

"You're just repeating the list of wizards who were judged not to be Death Eaters 13 years ago!" Fudge said angrily. "You can find those names in past trial reports!"

Harry opened his mouth again angrily, wanting to refute, but Fudge didn't give him the chance.

"That's enough, this kid needs to rest, take him down quickly." Fudge said forcefully, "Also, all the Aurors gather their strength and arrest that vampire!"

Dracula folded his arms and leaned against the street lamp beside him.

The corners of Dracula's mouth twitched happily as he saw the eyes of Fudge and the many Aurors turned in his direction.

"Having fun again."

Chapter 290 Breaking Up

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However, before Dracula could make a move, Professor McGonagall, who was speeding up, stopped between Fudge and Dracula.

On the surface, Professor McGonagall wanted to protect the professors at Hogwarts, but in fact, she was worried that Dracula would get angry, so she killed Fudge on the spot...

She was fully aware that those superficially tough Aurors were useless in the face of a great wizard-level combat power.

"You fool!" shouted Professor McGonagall to Fudge, "Harry made it very clear that Bertha Jorkins and Mr. Crouch had been killed by Barty Crouch Jr. Diggory! Can't you see the situation clearly?"

"Yes, I can't see clearly!" Fudge also shouted, not knowing his situation at all, his face flushed purple, and his anger was no less than that of Professor McGonagall, "I only see clearly that you are all determined to create A panic that destroys everything we have worked so hard to build over the past 13 years!"