The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"Okay, okay, tell me what happened tonight. How did you make yourself like this?" Seeing him crying so sadly, Dracula was embarrassed to speak fiercely again, and could only asked in a calming tone.

After crying for a while, Lockhart sobbed and trembled and told Dracula what had happened before.

"Where did you go before, why did you leave me alone?!" He let tears and snot flow into his mouth, crying loudly, "Not long after you left, I felt very hungry. But I I didn’t dare to go far, for fear that you would find no one when you came back. So I only dared to look around for something to fill my stomach..."

Lockhart is worthy of being a well-known writer in the magic world. Even if he lost his memory, his storytelling ability is still very good——

It turned out that in order to maintain his best image, Lockhart didn't even eat anything during the tea party held at Mrs. Puddiffe's teahouse. He had an empty stomach from morning to afternoon. in front of his fans.

At night, Lockhart, who hadn't eaten all day, instinctively felt hungry even though he lost his memory.But now he doesn't know anyone, and he doesn't have any opinions, so he doesn't dare to leave Dracula, the only backbone.

When Dracula received the emergency message and left the Danube, Lockhart felt panicked like never before. He didn't dare to go far, only dared to look for food nearby to fill his stomach.

As luck would have it, some young lads were having a picnic on the bank of the river.So Lockhart put on a shy face and gestured, trying to beg for some food from them.

However, these guys are not good at anything.Most of them are punks on the street who bully the weak and fear the hard, and hate people and dogs.

These punks asked Lockhart for money on the spot.

But where would Lockhart have Muggle coins, he searched around and found a few gold Galleons from his pocket, thinking that these gold coins could be exchanged for enough food.

Chapter 89 I Have a Dream

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"So you approved Tesla's vacation so easily?"

In the gloomy reception hall of Dracula's castle, Serena asked dissatisfiedly as she reclined on a tall Gothic chair.

"Yeah, don't you think his story is very touching?" Dracula sat casually on the long table in the center of the hall, and glanced at Serena on the goth chair, "Also, I remember this This chair seems to belong to me, right, why did you occupy it?"

"Who asked you to be the shopkeeper." Serena rolled her eyes, "If you agree to come back to manage the castle, then I will return your chair to you immediately."

"Forget it, I'll give you the chair." Dracula resolutely abandoned his chair, shook his head and refused, "It's actually quite comfortable to sit on the table."

"Of course, I still prefer to sit on the windowsill and have a wider view than a table."

He looked at the empty long table and felt that something was missing behind him.

As a result, Dracula's figure disappeared from the table in an instant, and the next moment, he appeared on the tall windowsill on the side of the conference hall.

He sat on the spacious window sill, leaning against the glass that was dark enough to block the sunlight, and took out a glass of red wine in his hand, shaking it gently.

"What did you do to the wizard who erased the memory of Tesla's wizard friend and turned into a fool?" Serena turned her head and glanced at Dracula by the window, and asked helplessly, " His experience on the banks of the Danube sounds pretty pathetic."

"Well, but this can also be regarded as the punishment he deserves."

"I didn't do anything to Lockhart." Dracula shook his head, "I thought about it, and I still gave him to Dumbledore. As for the troublesome things like revealing his crimes, I still leave it to Dumbledore." Let professionals like Lido deal with it.”

"As for whether he will spend the rest of his life in Azkaban or St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, it has nothing to do with me."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the reception hall.

"come in."

Serena immediately adjusted her reclined sitting posture on the seat to a dignified posture. At the same time, she did not forget to turn her head and stare at Dracula, hoping that he could show some image of a vampire leader.

However, even after more than 100 years, Serena still looks a little immature.Her so-called solemn posture is at most a bit more serious, without any sense of majesty.

As for Dracula, he has managed Dracula's castle for hundreds of years, and he doesn't need to rely on his usual majestic image to bring awe to his subordinates.

The reason why he is respected by all vampires is because of his real strength and his achievements in taking in a group of vampires.

Therefore, Dracula did not imitate Serena's idea of ​​sitting upright at all. Instead, he changed to a more comfortable posture, paralyzed his whole body on the window sill, and sipped wine lazily.

Outside the door of the meeting hall, two senior vampires walked in.

They stretched out their hands solemnly, and together they pressed a tall man in ragged clothes and pushed him in front of Serena's gothic chair.

"Werewolf?" Dracula glanced at the man, seeing the dense scratches on his clothes and the strange hairs on his face, he immediately became interested.

This is a middle-aged man with a pale face and angular face.

His hair was light brown, with many streaks of gray gray in it, making him look old.His clothes were worn out and full of patches.It can be seen that this werewolf does not belong to the high-level werewolves like Fenrir, and lives very poorly.

"You are right, Master Dracula!" One of the senior vampires stepped forward, knelt on one knee in front of the long table, and respectfully said to Serena and Dracula, "We are under Dracula's castle. While on patrol, I found this werewolf sneaking around our castle, so I arrested him."

"But what's strange is that he didn't resist our arrest. Instead, he told us that he is a member of the Order of the Phoenix and wants to see you."

"Order of the Phoenix?" Dracula raised his eyebrows and looked at this unattractive werewolf, "Are you talking about Dumbledore's Order of the Phoenix?

The society formed to fight Voldemort? "

"It's the Order of the Phoenix, Count Dracula." The pale werewolf nodded, "My name is Remus Lupine. Two months ago Dumbledore noticed that Fenrir Greyback The change, so let me lurk in the werewolf group led by him to inquire about the news."

"A few days ago, I learned from Fenrir's direct subordinates that the yin corpse obtained by Fenrir was summoned by a mysterious person to help Fenrir conquer the werewolves in Romania. In return, Fenrir Agreed to the mysterious man's request to attack Dracula's castle."

Dracula drank the wine in the goblet in one gulp, and then jumped off the window sill.

"Well, it's quite complete, but it's a bit late." He said with a chuckle, "I have already learned this from Greyback's memory. Voldemort knew that these ghouls would not be right What kind of threats do I have, I just want to send cannon fodder over to disgust me."

"But he probably doesn't know that these no-brainers aren't even trouble."

Lupine gave a look of surprise.

"Don't you know? That wolf king has become our prisoner, and he is now locked in a big dog cage." Dracula raised his hand and gestured to the two senior vampires, "Let him go, He didn't look like he was looking for trouble."

"Cough, cough, don't move!" Serena suddenly coughed a few times pretending to be serious.

The two senior vampires froze in place, looking at Serena on the left and Dracula on the right, not knowing who to listen to.

Serena turned her head and glared at Dracula, as if saying that she is now the administrator of the castle.

Dracula shook his head with a grin, took a step back, and made a "please" gesture.

Serena nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, you can let him go!" she said with a serious face.

The corners of the mouths of the two senior vampires twitched, and while they were complaining about their clearly identical orders, they tried their best to loosen Lupine's restraints one by one.

"Okay, you can go out." Serena said, "We will interrogate this werewolf alone."

After the two senior vampires left, Lupine moved his sore shoulders and looked at Dracula.

"Professor Dracula, Dumbledore has a letter of trust for you." He carefully took out a well-preserved envelope from his pocket, and said solemnly, "But I must ensure that everyone present is trustworthy." of!"

"Hey, what do you mean, werewolf!" Serena was not happy with this sentence, and walked over to snatch the envelope from Lupin's hand.

Lupine, however, drew his wand and looked at Dracula inquiringly.

"Let's show it to her, it's okay." Seeing Serena's vicious eyes, Dracula nodded helplessly, "What shameful content can Dumbledore write, and he wants to protect it so closely?"

"Forget it, I don't care to watch it." Serena wrinkled her nose and sat back on the gothic chair, "Maybe there is something wrong between the two of you, if I You might feel uncomfortable looking at it.”

Dracula drew two black lines on his face, and slapped Serena on the head, "You are so young, what are you thinking about all day long?"

"When you want me to help you manage the castle, you say that I am over 100 years old and a big girl who can take care of herself." Serena held her head aggrievedly, and retorted, "Then when you want to educate me, Started to say that I am "young". I think you are just bullying me and I can't beat you!"

Dracula put his hand on his forehead.

He felt that he couldn't say enough about this cheap daughter, so he silently turned his attention to the letter in his hand, pretending that he didn't hear her.

The texture of the envelope is very good. It seems to be made of the same type of parchment as the Hogwarts acceptance letter, with the words "Professor Dracula personally" written on it.

Open the envelope, there is a small note inside.

Unlike the nice texture of the envelope, the note was sloppy, looking as if it had been torn out of a student's cheat sheet.

There were very few words on the note, only one sentence——

"Harry Potter may have been Voldemort's half Horcrux by coincidence!"

Dracula's eyes widened instantly, thoughts racing through his mind.

Can a living human being be made into a horcrux? The despicable Hai Erbo didn't dare to do it back then, right?

He had to admit that the young man Voldemort was quite courageous.

If Dumbledore did not make a mistake in his judgment, would he have to kill Potter first if he wanted to kill Voldemort?

This doesn't seem right.After all, Potter was an innocent person, and this kind of unscrupulous behavior would not even be allowed by Serena's vampire code of conduct.

Dracula thought for a long time and decided not to think about it.

It would be good to leave this nerve-wracking matter to Dumbledore, what he would rather do is to beat Voldemort once every time he sees him!

Suddenly, Dracula saw sparks around the note in his hand, and it ignited spontaneously.

Dracula frowned, and a white flame emerged from his hand, forcefully suppressing the sparks that ignited on the note, without hurting the note at all.

...then he himself burned the note to ashes.

Dracula was very dissatisfied with Dumbledore's behavior of wanting to burn what was in his hands.That means - I can throw it away, but no one else can take it away!

"What's a secret that can't be seen, and you have to burn it directly?" Serena looked over and asked suspiciously, "Is there really something ulterior between the two of you?"

Dracula slapped Serena on the head again.

"Write your "Dracula's Castle Regulations" and "Vampire Code of Conduct" well, don't stay here all day and fail to learn well!"

"Oh." Serena curled her lips, took out her small notebook from her pocket, and secretly added another entry at the back——

"Everything Dracula says is unbelievable!"

……

Dracula didn't pay attention to Serena's small movements, but turned his attention to Lupine who was left there and stood awkwardly for a long time.

"Remus Lupine, right?" he asked, "Now that you're here, you just explain to me, as a werewolf, why Greyback and those werewolves want to join Voldemort's camp? "

He wanted to know what the werewolf thought.

Chapter 90 Harry Potter and the Diary

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The sky in the distance was already bright, and most of the vampires in Dracula's Castle had fallen into a deep sleep, and the air nearby was quiet.

Under the influence of the dark aura of many vampires, the surroundings of the castle are gloomy, like a dawn that never sees the sunrise.

Dracula and Serena each held a parasol, jumped off the towering city wall, and landed lightly on the ground.

If someone hadn't personally experienced the battle between vampires and werewolves, based on the traces on the ground, they might not have seen that an extremely large-scale war took place here.