The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

Through this distorted air, Dracula could vaguely see Dumbledore behind the black hole, and there seemed to be a hint of cunning in his blue eyes behind the glasses.

"Professor Dracula, I've changed my mind." Dumbledore blinked happily at Dracula, "If you want to blow up Slytherin's chamber of secrets, then go for it! I won't stop you .”

While speaking, he wrote a rune character on the partition next to the copper faucet.This character is like a bright eye, gradually becoming transparent and disappearing.

The next moment, a fiery red bird appeared out of thin air in a flash of fire and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.It proudly raised its slender neck towards Dracula, flapped its wings, and led Dumbledore into the semi-abandoned girls' bathroom.

"Ok?"

Looking at Dumbledore who was walking while walking, Dracula froze in place.

Then he glanced at the "black hole" in his hand that was bigger than a dragon's egg and could not be retrieved at all, and the corners of his eyes twitched involuntarily.

There's a forest, how can this be blown up, do you want him to blow up the entire Hogwarts castle?

So, with a dark face, Dracula raised the wand that he was going to use to have a fight with Dumbledore, and pointed to the dirty little window next to him——

"The glass shatters (Fira)."

The glass was shattered, revealing the gloomy night outside the window.

Dracula pinched the "black hole" in his hand and pushed it vigorously towards the cloudy sky outside the window.

The color of the ball of light was already dim, but after leaving the bathroom, it merged into the night, and quickly rose to a very high altitude——

"Boom!"

A dull sound came from the sky, almost shaking Hogwarts Castle, and countless years of dust fell down.

The dark clouds in the night sky suddenly dispersed, and the gathered mist was swept away.

The clouds dispersed, and a bright full moon was embedded in the clear night sky, surrounded by endless stars.The reflected starlight is like countless pearls sprinkled on the sparkling black lake, shining brightly.

Dumbledore stood by the window of the principal's office, quietly looking up at the spotless and clear night sky, with a smile on his lips.

"Tell me, does Professor Dracula understand what I mean now?" He looked at Fox on his shoulder and said to himself.

"What?" Fox tilted his head.

At this time, there was a clean and brand new hat, unwilling to be lonely, and jumped onto the windowsill.

"Are you talking to me, Dumbledore?" it asked in an unpleasant voice.

Dumbledore's face froze for a moment, and the emotions he had just brewed were interrupted at once, and he choked his stomach full of sighs in his throat.

And this feeling clearly appeared more than once tonight...

"No, didn't talk to you, hat

gentlemen. "He took a deep breath and said expressionlessly.

"That must be talking to me!" Before the Sorting Hat could speak, a portrait of Phineas Black hanging on the wall began, "I'll tell you, Albus, this Dracula La sure isn't that reassuring..."

"Shut up, Phineas!" Principal Dai Lisi Devons interrupted him, "Can't you see that Dumbledore is thinking about something?"

"Oh, I thought he was asking us questions."

"..."

Portraits of former headmasters clamored noisily.

Dumbledore rubbed the center of his brows, led Fox away from the window helplessly, and closed the screen door that partitioned the portrait wall with a "snap".

……

Dracula's magic did not bombard the castle, but it still had an impact on Hogwarts——

The two fifth-year prefects, Percy and Penello, were having a tryst in the corridor of the entrance courtyard.

The gloomy night suddenly became clear, and the sky suddenly brightened. The two good students who used to rely on the darkness to muster their courage suddenly lost their sense of security.

The two prefects, who were thin-skinned and dare not openly violate the school rules, slipped back to their respective lounges with hot cheeks.

……

In the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid is lurking near a group of fire crabs.

He secretly placed a manticore next to the fire crab, and sprinkled some animal pesticides, trying to make the two species crossbreed and create a new species.

However, the sudden light of night exposed Hagrid's huge body to the sight of the two violent swarms, and the fire crab and manticore rushed towards Hagrid together

In the corridors of the castle, a pair of red-haired twins are playing their weekly game of peek-a-boo with the caretaker Filch.

They used homemade cat teasers to lure Filch's cat away, so as not to let it smell the two of them, and then hid in a dark corner of the hall.

Suddenly, a muffled sound came from the air, and the whole castle shook, and a large cloud of dust fell down.

Fred was choked and couldn't help coughing.

Filch heard the movement immediately, and walked slowly towards the dark corner of the hall.

"Don't worry, it's so dark here, we can sneak to another corner while he's not looking." George whispered.

At this moment, the haze cleared away, and a bright moonlight came in from the window of the hall, just shining on the faces of Fred and George.

The Weasley Twins: "..."

……

And the culprit of all this, Dracula, had already left the semi-abandoned girls' bathroom, leaving only a small bat hanging upside down in the shadow of the corner of the bathroom, watching the copper faucet that didn't produce water.

He understood Dumbledore's plan.

Chapter 64 begins

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At noon the next day, an owl arrived at the headmaster's office at Hogwarts with an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic.

After Dumbledore received the letter, he showed a knowing smile, and then planned to go to the Ministry of Magic in London through the fireplace in the office.

Before leaving, he looked at Fox, and said softly, "When something happens in that bathroom, bring this letter to Harry."

Fox nodded thoughtfully, and looked at Dumbledore's desk.

There was a letter there, and it was written "From Mr. Harry Potter" on the envelope.

There is also a mirror next to the letter, and a rune character is engraved on the mirror. The character is like a burning eye, clearly reflecting the image of the semi-abandoned girls' bathroom in the mirror— —

A row of brass faucets dripped "tick", "tick", but one of the faucets seemed very out of place, did not drip, and lost the handle on the head for twisting...

"If Professor Dracula knew that I was spying on a girls' bathroom, he would definitely seize the opportunity to tease me."

Dumbledore glanced at the mirror used for surveillance again, shook his head mockingly, then stopped staying and walked into the green flames in the fireplace.

……

And Professor Dracula, whom Dumbledore was thinking about and worried about making fun of such behavior, was doing the same thing at this time, and was also observing the situation in the girls' bathroom...

Everything seems to be normal today, but there are abnormalities everywhere.

Dumbledore had just been lured away by an urgent letter from the Ministry of Magic. Within a few minutes, Quirrell claimed that he had a cold and asked Dracula for a day off.

In addition, Dracula had two consecutive Defense Against the Dark Arts classes to teach this afternoon, so it was difficult to find any free time.

Everything seems normal, everything happens from time to time, but when these coincidences are combined, then the coincidence is no longer a coincidence——

This clearly means that Voldemort is ready to attack the Philosopher's Stone!

Although Voldemort made a lot of preparations, the two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes did not seem to be able to effectively hinder Dracula. In other words, he and Quirrell did not think of any way to delay this unscrupulous person. , it is probably just a helpless move to choose the time for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

And Voldemort obviously overestimated Dracula's professionalism——

"There is self-study in this class. The class representative manages the classroom discipline well. Don't ask me any questions that you don't understand. If you ask, you will not be responsible for answering. What? No class representative? Then you are Digory, you are in charge of management Good classroom discipline.”

Dracula hastily arranged the self-study, and then leaned against the blackboard behind him bored.But his vision switched to another place.

This is the vision of a bat, or the hearing of a bat to be precise.

The bat he left in that bathroom continuously emits ultrasonic waves that normal people cannot hear.After receiving the signal bouncing back from the room with the ear, a complete topographic map of the bathroom is constructed, without being affected by the dark and dim vision in the meantime.

Neither Dracula nor Fox had long to wait.

Halfway through the first class in the afternoon, a furtive figure in a purple hood entered the girls' bathroom and made a beeline for the row of brass faucets.

A creepy "hiss" came from Quirrell's hood.

Immediately, the faucet that lost its handle emitted a dazzling white light and began to spin rapidly.Immediately afterwards, the pool also moved, and slowly sank from sight, replaced by a very thick water pipe, which could allow a person to get in.

In the principal's office, Fox stared at the scene in the mirror with his eyes wide open, realizing that this was what Dumbledore was talking about.

So he grabbed the letter on the table with two paws, and then it turned into a ball of golden-red fire and disappeared in place.

In the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Dracula's eyes suddenly opened, revealing a frightening light.

"You study hard, I'll go out for a while, Digory, don't forget to manage the classroom order." He said solemnly

Road.

However, the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, with a look of great interest.

Seeing Dracula's smile, the Weasley twins who were discussing how to escape the confinement in the audience shivered.

"Professor, what's the matter, that smile is so scary..." George whispered.

"It's really scary." Fred nodded, and then he suddenly realized, "No, what are we still afraid of here when the professor is gone?"

As he spoke, he pulled George to stand up and shouted, "The professor is gone, get up everyone!"

Cedric hurriedly stood up and wanted to stop it, but in the atmosphere where many little Gryffindor wizards were gradually igniting, it seemed useless

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry and Ron were playing wizard chess, and Hermione buried her face in the middle of a large stack of books next to her to search for information.

Judging from the situation on the chessboard, Ron's wizard chess was very good, and Harry was forced to sweat profusely and stretched out.

Ron once again ordered the queen on the chessboard to take a step forward obliquely, showing a smug smile.

"Give it up, Harry!" he said excitedly.

"Wait a minute, I can hold on for a while." Harry insisted.

At this moment, a golden-red light flashed.