The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"Master, we can find him and kill him!" He yelled in pain, "I will definitely handle this matter well, and I won't let you down again!"

At this moment, there was a sudden "dong dong dong" knock on the door.

The voice in the room fell silent for a moment.

Quirrell breathed a sigh of relief, fumbled around and picked up his wand, waved it lightly, and lifted the spell for sound insulation.

Then he made a cowardly expression, and said to the door: "No... Didn't you say, don't... don't come... to bother me?"

There was a pause in the knocking.

However, Voldemort's ferocious face suddenly changed color, and he whispered quickly to Quirrell:

"Put on the turban quickly, he has cracked the defensive magic at the door!"

As soon as Quirrell's face changed, he immediately waved his wand in a panic, and wrapped the turban that fell on the ground around his head.

"boom!"

The next moment, the door of the Leaky Cauldron's room was pushed open and slammed heavily on the wall.

A tall man with silver hair and burgundy eyes walked in, sizing up the wizard wearing a big turban with malicious intent.

"I heard that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts lives in this room, so I came here to pay a special visit..." Dracula frowned before he finished speaking, "Where is it so important?" Garlic smell?"

As he said that, he waved his hand involuntarily, and opened the tightly closed curtains and windows, and then a strong wind blew.

Quirrell subconsciously covered his turban, for fear that it would be blown away by the wind.

"You... what are you doing here?" He stammered, "This is... private property, you can't... you can't do this."

Dracula ignored his thoughts, and only waited until the smell of garlic had largely dissipated before turning to look at the strange hooded man.

"Are you Quirinus Quirrell, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts?" he asked.

"Yes... yes, you are...?" Quirrell said tremblingly.

Looking at the timid wizard in front of him, Dracula's face darkened, and he said with a sneer:

"What a coincidence, I'm also the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts!"

Quirrell's eyes widened

.

He didn't expect that just now, when he was going to find the person who robbed him of his position, and then kill him, this person came to him by himself!

"So you're the bastard who took my place!" Quirrell suddenly stopped stammering and trembling, but instead spoke bitterly, as if he wanted to vent all the pain Voldemort had brought him on the man in front of him.

"I really didn't expect you to throw yourself into a trap."

Slowly he raised his wand.

However, at this moment, Voldemort's serious and flustered warning suddenly sounded in Quirrell's mind:

"Don't do it! Run! Run!!"

Quirrell had never heard such an anxious tone from Voldemort, and he was suddenly frightened into a cold sweat.

He made a quick decision, turned his body suddenly, and was about to Apparate out of here.

On the other side, Dracula crossed his arms, ready to see what surprises this Professor Quirrell, who wanted to steal his own fun, could bring.

When he saw the standard apparition preparations, he was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head amusedly, and raised his hands to shake.

Following Dracula's movement, Quirrell, whose body had already been half-stuck into the apparition space, was dragged back into the room of the Leaky Cauldron and smashed on the table in front of the window.

With a "click", the table broke in two.

Quirrell screamed, clutching his back in pain.

Dracula took two steps forward, came to Quirrell, and looked down at him.

"What do you mean, I took your place?" He asked with a chuckle.

Quirrell did not answer Dracula's question.

His expression changed from flustered to dull, and then a sinister feeling emerged from his eyes.

"What a waste!"

"Quirrell" said coldly.

The next moment, a burst of black mist burst out of Qilo's body, wrapping it tightly.

Dracula frowned slightly, and raised his hand again.

However, this time, Quirrell seemed to have completely turned into a cloud of mist, which was untouchable and untouchable, which made him catch nothing.

When Dracula was puzzled, the black mist escaped from every gap in the bar room and disappeared quietly.

Dracula frowned, and witnessed the whole process of Quirrell's figure disappearing.

"interesting."

He slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and his frowning eyebrows also relaxed.

"In that case, let me see what secret you are hiding."

Dracula snapped his fingers casually, and without seeing him chanting any spells, the room structure of the Leaky Cauldron quickly returned to the way it was when he first came.

Then he glanced at the bright sunlight outside the window, pouted secretly, and walked out of the room through the main door.

Chapter 6 Hogwarts Professors

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As a school of magic with a long history, Hogwarts' professors are not so easy to be.

Although due to the curse, the position requirements of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors have been lowered and lowered for decades, but the most basic tasks such as correcting homework, writing lesson plans, and publishing test papers still need to be done by the professors themselves.

However, these simple things that require a lot of repetition, in Dracula's view, are extremely boring.

So he thought of a way.

……

"Are you sure you want to hire Quirrell as your teaching assistant?" Dumbledore asked while comforting the frightened Phoenix Fox, while looking helplessly at Dracula who suddenly appeared.

In fact, Dracula, who holds the Hogwarts title deed, basically has all the authority of the castle, and the anti-apparition spell and various defensive spells here have no effect on him at all, so he can roam freely in the castle. Every corner of Hogwarts.

This time he apparated into the principal's office, scaring Fox who was taking a nap.

Dracula patted the trembling bird in Dumbledore's arms, and then sat opposite him.

"Of course, I'm not interested in doing those boring jobs." He said as he took the blood-flavored lollipop from Dumbledore's hand and put it in his mouth.

"Didn't you plan to agree to Quirrell's entry application? He should have no problem teaching ability."

Dracula was very satisfied with the idea he had just thought of. It would allow him to get away from those boring things and study the little secrets of Quirrell at close range. Why not do it?

Looking at the rather condescending vampire in front of him, Dumbledore rubbed between his brows, feeling a little headache.

"Actually, to be honest, Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts class is famous, and basically no serious wizard would be willing to come here as a professor." He explained seriously, "So although I don't know Quirrell very well, teaching ability, but since he is willing to join the job, I naturally welcome him."

"And now that school is about to start, we don't have the budget to recruit an extra teaching assistant."

"It's all a small problem." Dracula bit off the lollipop, and threw the candy stick out of the window, "Just give Quirrell half of my salary."

Dracula, who has accumulated wealth for thousands of years, said very proudly, "You can just write directly and ask Quirrell if he wants to come. As the actual major shareholder of Hogwarts, it shouldn't be too much to hire a teaching assistant, right? "

Dumbledore had no choice but to pick up the quill, write a letter of appointment for a teaching assistant to Quirrell, and send it to the owl.

Seeing this, Dracula nodded in satisfaction, got up and walked to the window of the principal's office.

"Wait a moment, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore stopped him suddenly.

Dracula turned around.

"Are you free now?" Dumbledore asked. "It just so happens that the professors are almost here. Would you like to go to the auditorium to have a meal and get to know each other?"

……

After all, Dracula decided to go to the auditorium to meet the professors.

After all, they are all colleagues who will work together for a long time in the future, and it would be inconvenient for him to have fun at Hogwarts if the trouble is not pleasant...

Together with Dumbledore, Dracula went down the automatically revolving stairs from the principal's office on the eighth floor to the fourth floor of the castle, walked along the corridor to the corner on the other side, and then walked down a long stone step in a circle .

"Sure enough, it's much easier to jump out of the window." Dracula said boringly after eating another blood-flavored lollipop.

"Professor Dracula, you have to know that you will be an official professor soon." Dumbledore said dumbfoundedly, "As a professor, you have to set a good example for your students. If some troublemakers learn from you Jump out of the window, I'm afraid Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary should blame you."

"Besides, you'd better hide your vampire traits so that no fussy parents can find fault with Hogwarts. Nicole told me that unlike other vampires, you can do this." A little."

"It's really troublesome." Dracula curled his lips.

However, for the sake of the upcoming fun at Hogwarts, he silently retracted his sharp side teeth.

……

After a while, the two finally arrived at the door of the Hogwarts Great Hall through a spacious marble staircase.

As soon as he entered the auditorium, a tall, thin, black-haired witch in emerald green robes greeted him, and said to Dumbledore with a serious face:

"Albus, the quality of our school's staff really needs to be improved. Can you believe it, I was almost hit by a lollipop stick when I passed the entrance courtyard just now, and the students haven't even entered yet! "

Hearing the complaints of the exuberant 70-year-old witch, Dracula froze.

He quietly hid the blood-scented lollipop behind his back, and burned it to ashes with a black flame.

"Minerva, I will remind them to pay attention." Dumbledore suppressed a smile, and pointed to Dracula beside him, "This is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Brad De Gula."

"Professor Dracula, this is the vice principal of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall." He introduced them.

Professor McGonagall turned to look at Dracula.

Seeing his strange and unique face, surprise flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly adjusted her mood, showed a polite smile, and extended her hand to Dracula, "Hello, Professor Dracula."

Dracula also shook her hand politely.