The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 46 The Sorting Hat: Azkaban!

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Then, it saw Dracula looking at it with a half-smile.

"Ahem, Lord Earl, it's you!" the Sorting Hat said awkwardly, "What did I just say? Oh yes, I mean the lord who called me from the eighth floor of the castle to the first floor, The level of spellcasting is really high, I must report the truth to the principal, so that the principal can give him valuable attention!"

"You react quite quickly." Dracula said playfully.

"Of course, I am a magic hat that combines the will of the four founders and has my own thinking!" The body of the Sorting Hat tilted back, as if proudly raising its head.

Hearing the sound of the Sorting Hat, other professors looked over one after another.

"This is the sorting hat?!" Professor Flitwick's eyes widened in shock, beside Dracula, "Merlin's beard, how did it become so clean, I can't recognize it at all!"

"Is this hat reincarnated? There is not even a patch?" Professor Kettleburn walked over with a cane and stepped on his wooden legs, looking curiously at the brand new sorting hat.

"..."

Hearing the shocked words of the professors, the body of the Sorting Hat drooped again.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo up

"Be quiet, hat." Dracula grabbed the tip of the sorting hat and pulled it up, "Christmas is here, but I didn't buy a Christmas hat, so I had to replace it with you."

"Wait, I'm a magic hat, how can you compare me with those ordinary Christmas hats?! And you can obviously make one yourself..." At this moment, the Sorting Hat saw Dracula's finger The cold flames jumping on the sky.

He changed his words: "...But of course what I conjured up is not professional enough. It is my honor to be treated as a Christmas hat by you!"

Dracula then withdrew the flame on his finger, put the sorting hat on his head, and blended into the Christmas atmosphere.

At this moment, the Sorting Hat began to mutter,

"Well, it's hard, very hard. I think there's enough—"

"...What are you mumbling about?" Dracula asked with a frown, interrupting the Sorting Hat's remarks.

"Um..." The sorting hat realized that this was not the scene of the sorting, but a Christmas banquet, "I'm sorry, Lord Earl. Occupational diseases, occupational diseases..."

When the issue of occupational diseases was mentioned, Dracula suddenly became interested in what the Sorting Hat wanted to say.

"When you had an occupational disease just now, which college you want to assign me to, just read it to me." He said to the sorting hat, "I want to see which founder I am most similar to in thinking .”

"This...isn't that good." The Sorting Hat said awkwardly.

"It's okay, just talk, you can say whatever you want." Dracula comforted.

"OK then."

The Sorting Hat took a deep breath, brewed the emotions deep in the brim of the hat, and then shouted loudly——

"Azkaban!"

Chapter 47 The Sorting Hat's Humor Cell

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Hearing the crisp "Azkaban" from the mouth of the Sorting Hat, the air in the professor's seat was quiet for a moment.

The professors looked at the Sorting Hat in amazement.Their eyes wandered between Dracula and the hat on his head, their expressions extremely astonished.

"After being the headmaster for so many years, this is the first time I know that we have a fifth branch in Hogwarts!" Dumbledore spoke first, and said cheerfully, "Then let us congratulate Professor Dracula for becoming the first Az Members of Kaban Academy, the promotion to the dean of Azkaban is just around the corner!"

Dumbledore led the applause.

Professor Kettleburn, who only had one arm and half of a leg left, took it easy and walked to Snape's seat on crutches.

"Severus, if you want me to say that now that there is a branch of Azkaban, you Slytherin students don't have to go through the process anymore, just send them directly to Azkaban!" He happily used the remaining Patting Snape's shoulder with one hand, he laughed loudly, "It's so troublesome to have to study for seven years before going to Azkaban!"

As an older Hufflepuff, Professor Kettleburn was naturally happy to find some trouble for Slytherin House.After all, Slytherin has a long history of looking down on Hufflepuff's little wizards.

Snape had a dark face, but given Professor Kettleburn's seven or eighty years of experience as a professor, he, a young man who was just 80 years old, couldn't just choke back.

Listening to the ridicule of the surrounding professors, the corners of Dracula's mouth twitched.

"Are you itchy again, want to experience the feeling of being burned?" He took off the sorting hat from his head, and said with a bad face, "Don't think I don't know, you probably still remember me giving you Clean up this matter and want to take the opportunity to take revenge!"

"Master Earl, I don't have one!" The Sorting Hat said in an aggrieved tone, "It's not Christmas, I just want to be humorous and liven up the atmosphere..."

"Okay, there are indeed a few fun shows at the Christmas banquet to enliven the atmosphere." Dracula looked at the hat in his hand, and the corner of his mouth curled up in an evil way, "Then I'm going to perform a show for everyone present. The Sorting Hat's program of going through the ring of fire requires you to cooperate with me."

Dracula twirled the sorting hat with one hand, and in his panicked expression, he snapped his fingers casually with the other hand, and a circle of flames blazing with flames appeared in front of the sorting hat.

"Wait, Lord Earl, I still haven't finished talking!" The Sorting Hat lowered its voice in a panic, and said to Dracula, "I did this for a reason, and it involved the four founders!"

It deliberately controlled the sound so that only Dracula could hear it.Dracula's eyes moved.

The next moment, the circle of fire in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the Sorting Hat also stopped spinning, drooping listlessly in Dracula's hand.

"This hat needs to be frightened from time to time, otherwise it will produce all kinds of moths." He smiled at the curious professors around him, and put the sorting hat on his head gracefully, "Now My Christmas hat is completely in place, all professors hurry up and eat, the main course will be removed in a while."

When the other professors looked away, Dracula held the brim of the sorting hat with his hand.

"It's time to start, let me see what the reason you came up with this time is." He put on the hat, using the Sorting Hat's Legilimency ability as a bridge, and began to communicate silently with it.

"My lord, it's too difficult for me!" The voice of the Sorting Hat rang in Dracula's mind, and it began to complain as soon as it came up, "It's not like you don't know, your life has gone through 1000 years! Except for the sleeping There are seven or eight hundred years! Even if you let go of Occlumency on purpose, it is impossible for me to judge from this long millennium time which one of the founders fits the temperament..."

"So I'm embarrassing you?" Dracula asked in his mind while stuffing a mouthful of blood pudding into his mouth.

"Not at all." The Sorting Hat said sincerely, "It's just that I am not capable enough. I will definitely work hard to improve!"

"Actually, I thought you would just make up a college for me, at least to deal with it." Dracula laughed.

"I want to do the same, but I can't help it." The Sorting Hat said, "One

Thousands of years ago, the four great founders of Hogwarts injected their thoughts into my body, giving me the unique ability to sort students into various houses according to their talents and qualities. "

"However, the will of the four founders has always remained in my body, and their memories and feelings for you, Count Dracula, have existed for a long time. If the above are only secondary, then what really makes you What bothers me is another point - founders' minds quarrel!"

"Wait, are you saying that the minds left by the four of them, Salazar and Godric, will quarrel?"

Dracula suddenly became interested. He didn't even eat the pudding in front of him, and sat upright, ready to listen to the story told by the Sorting Hat.

"Indeed. In fact, when I was placed on your head, the remaining will of the four founders wanted me to sort you into their respective houses. You know, Ravenclaw has always You have a strong affection, and Gryffindor and Slytherin have been trying to prove who is the wizard friend who has the most influence on you..."

"The three of them are real too." Dracula shook his head with a chuckle, with remembrance and nostalgia unconsciously appearing in his eyes.

At that time, he was far from the dreaded vampire count later, and the four founders of Hogwarts were just fledgling young wizards.Four like-minded wizards, and a vampire friend who joined halfway, the five of them walked together on the frozen black lake, which was his youthful memory thousands of years ago.

After unconsciously recalling for a long time, Dracula suddenly thought of a question.

"Why didn't you mention Helga? Doesn't she want me to go to Hufflepuff?" he asked the Sorting Hat in his head.

"My lord, please wake up." The Sorting Hat couldn't help but spit out, "Look at your integrity, loyalty, honesty, or the quality of not being afraid of hardship... Hufflepuff's thoughts have long been I gave up hope, so I didn’t participate in the quarrels of other Sanwei founders, but have been acting as a peacemaker.”

Dracula's face turned dark.

"After talking so much, it's still the same problem." His tone became hostile. "Why did you call out "Azkaban"?"

"This... this... why don't you blame Gryffindor?" The Sorting Hat said anxiously, "As a Gryffindor's hat, I must have inherited his inappropriate humor. Well, it must be That's right!"

Chapter 48 What Dumbledore Sees in the Mirror of Erised

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As time went on, the main courses and desserts at the Christmas banquet were used up one after another.

The banquet ended in the mid-afternoon sun, and the mess in the auditorium was quickly transformed by the house-elf's house magic.In this banquet, both the professors and the students were extremely happy.

After the meal, Harry and the Weasley brothers, who were so full, had a snowball fight on the playground to eliminate their hunger.They played wildly all afternoon and had a great time.It wasn't until the sun had completely set that they were so cold that they returned to the fire in the common room panting in wet clothes stained with snow.

It was the happiest Christmas Harry had ever had, but one thing was always on his mind.

It wasn't until after going to bed that he had the time to think about that——

That silvery invisibility cloak that seemed to be woven with water, and the person who gave it to him...

Harry took the Invisibility Cloak out of the plain wrapping again and let it run over his hand, smoother than silk, lighter than light.

There was also a note in the package, telling him in beautiful and elegant handwriting that this invisibility cloak belonged to his father before, let him use it properly.

Use it well?Harry's heart was pounding.

The invisibility cloak, no matter how you think about it, is used to do bad things. It can be said to be a great weapon for sneaking around in the castle at night!

Who on earth was so keen on making him violate school rules, and even sent him such a magical prop?

Suddenly, Harry's eyes lit up and he felt a surge of excitement inside.

He suddenly realized that wearing this invisibility cloak, the whole of Hogwarts was completely open to him!In the future, if he and Ron want to go out for a night tour, they will not be discovered by others!Wearing the cloak, they could go anywhere and Filch and Snape would never know!

Harry secretly made up his mind to leave as soon as he said it.

While his roommates were sleeping, he put on the invisibility cloak and tiptoed out of the dormitory.

……

In an abandoned classroom, many dilapidated tables and chairs were piled up against the wall, forming a large group of dark shadows under the dim candlelight.An upside-down wastebasket in the classroom poured out many fine pieces of paper, which were buried in the thick dust on the ground.

It probably hasn't been cleaned in a long time.

But in front of the wall facing the entrance, there is something that does not seem to belong to this classroom, as if someone put it here temporarily because there is no place to put it——

It was a very imposing mirror, reaching as high as the ceiling, in an ornate golden frame, and supported by two claw-like feet.

There are two silver-haired figures standing in front of the mirror, one looks very old and the other looks much younger, but their actual ages are exactly the opposite.

"Can you tell me what you called me here for, Principal Dumbledore?" Dracula glanced squintingly at the scene in the mirror that continued to play, the world was in chaos and a chaotic situation, and his expression shifted unnaturally One step, avoid the mirror's illumination.

"Also, isn't the Mirror of Erised the last step you arranged to protect the Sorcerer's Stone? Why did you transfer it to this abandoned classroom?"

Dumbledore stood in front of the Mirror of Erised, looking at the picture in the mirror in a trance.

"Before Harry goes to the restricted area on the fourth floor, I still need a test to see what Harry wants most in his heart." He said softly, "It's about whether he can make good use of his independent There is an advantage, so as to grasp the power to defeat the old enemy."

"So you let Professor Snape stay up all night, and cooperate with Filch to watch the night in the castle, just to lure Potter to this classroom and let him discover the Mirror of Erised?" Dracula asked in surprise road.

He inexplicably felt a little sympathy for Snape, a tool man.

Dumbledore nodded slightly, his eyes still fixed on the picture in the magic mirror.