The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

"Then why don't you guys hurry up and learn more?" Mrs. Wesley glared at him, "You, Fred and Ron are the three children who don't worry me the most!"

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The days at the Burrow passed quickly, and soon came the day when I made an appointment with Hermione to go to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks.

Mrs. Weasley woke up the little wizards early in the morning.They each ate five or six quick sandwiches and put on their coats.

Mrs. Weasley lifted a flower pot from the kitchen mantel and handed it to Harry first.

"Guests first!" she said to Harry with a smile, "Harry, you come first!"

Looking at the flowerpot in front of his face, Harry froze in place.

"I...shall I water the pot?" he stammered.

At the same time, his eyes began to search around for a container for water.I wondered if it might be some strange tradition in wizarding families to water the pots before we set off.

"Mom, he never used Floo powder to travel!" Ron said suddenly, looking at Harry with a blank face, "I'm sorry, Harry, I forgot about it."

"You never used Floo powder?" Mr. Wesley asked in surprise, "Then how did you go to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies last year?"

"I took the subway to..." Harry said weakly.

"Hey, something new in the Muggle world?" Mr. Wesley asked enthusiastically, "What kind of transportation is the subway, is it similar to a car? How does it work..."

"Don't ask now, Arthur." Mrs. Wesley interrupted him. "It's definitely faster to use Floo powder than the subway, but... Merlin, if you've never used it..."

"He's fine, Mom." Fred patted Harry on the shoulder with inexplicable confidence and said, "Harry, let's see what we do first!"

He picked up a pinch of shiny powder from the flower pot, went to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames.

With the sound of "huh", the fire turned green.

The emerald flames rose higher than Fred's body, and he walked straight into the flames, shouting one word clearly——

"Diagon Alley!"

He disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You must say those words clearly, child," Mrs. Weasley said to Harry. "Don't go by the wrong oven door when you come out..."

At the same time George put his hand into the flower pot, and disappeared into the flames of the fireplace.

Mrs. Weasley and Ron told Harry a lot of precautions. Harry remembered nervously and nodded from time to time.

After Mr. Weasley also left from the fireplace, Harry looked at the encouraging eyes of Mrs. Weasley and Ron, and nodded firmly.

Desperately remembering all the previous precautions, he reached for a pinch of Floo powder and walked over to the flames.

Harry took a deep breath, sprinkled the floo powder into the flames, and walked forward.

The emerald green flame suddenly sprang up, bringing a gust of hot wind, and as soon as he inhaled, he immediately inhaled a big mouthful of hot ash.

"Ahem... yes... Diagon Alley..." Harry coughed and read.

Chapter 97 Return of the Dark Lord?

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"Mr. Dracula...is he in this room?" Lucius asked in a low voice, looking at the waiter next to him with wide eyes.

"Mr. Dracula is in this compartment, Mr. Malfoy." The waiter smiled.

Lucius swallowed, raised his hand a few times to try to knock on the door, then put it down again.He still can't believe that this door will really be opened one day, and that he has the opportunity to step into this door...

"Come in, Lucius."

At this time, Dracula's unique mellow voice came from the door, and the dazzlingly luxurious door also opened.

Lucius breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the door, and walked lightly into the compartment.

Although as the current head of the Malfoy family, Lucius thought he had seen many big scenes, but when he entered this compartment, he still took a deep breath and couldn't help but look around a few times.

"Tell me, is there anything important that you asked me to meet?"

Dracula took a sip of what was in the crystal glass, like wine exuding a golden-red luster, and smiled in satisfaction.

However, Lucius was still in shock at this time, as if he was deaf, he didn't hear Dracula's words.

He hesitated for a long time, and finally couldn't help being curious, and asked, "Mr. Dracula, why are you here?"

"Huh?" Dracula put down his glass, turned to look at Lucius, "Mr. Malfoy, if my memory is not wrong... Didn't you stay after this school board meeting to hide the truth from other people?" Did the school manager invite me to meet at Bai Feilong Bar?"

"No, no, I mean, why are you in this compartment?" Lucius said hastily, "I heard that this door has never been opened for more than 100 years..."

"Because this compartment was originally reserved for me." Dracula picked up his glass again and leaned comfortably on the soft cushion, "Do you have any questions?"

At this time, Lucius was calm on the surface, but there were already huge waves in his heart.

As far as he knows, this luxurious compartment has a history of at least a hundred years. If it is because of Dracula in front of him that the door has not been opened for more than 100 years, then this man who looks like he will never be over 30 years old, How old is he?

Thinking of this, Lucius completely lowered his mind, lowered his head and replied:

"No more questions, Mr. Dracula."

"In this case, it's time to tell me what's important." Dracula refilled a glass of wine for himself, without any intention of giving Lucius another glass, "What's the matter? Can I say it directly at the school board meeting?"

Lucius carefully placed the cane by his side, looked around, and found that the compartment was quite tightly sealed, so he lowered his voice and said:

"Mr. Dracula, the Dark Lord is back!"

The wine glass that Dracula raised to his lips paused for a moment, then he chuckled and put the glass down.

"How could you think of telling me such secret news?" he laughed.

"You don't look surprised at all?" Lucius said with a dazed expression.He'd expected Dracula to be at least slightly taken aback.

"I have known this news for a long time." Dracula looked at the Dark Mark looming on Lucius' left arm, and said casually, "Fenrir Greyback, fellow Death Eater, you should know This werewolf, right?"

"He is a werewolf who took refuge in the Dark Lord during the last wizarding war." Lucius' identity was exposed by Dracula, and his expression was a little unnatural, "But he is not a Death Eater at all, just a black man." It’s just a tool used by the Demon King. Could it be that this idiot has already spread the news?”

Lucius felt a little depressed.If Dracula already knew the news of the Dark Lord's return, the value of his further information would be greatly reduced.

"No, he didn't spread the news." Dracula said, "The werewolf got the infernal body made by Voldemort and was sent to trouble me. But now that he has been arrested, I can easily Just found the news from his memory."

"But the information Fenrir got must not be comprehensive enough." Lucius gritted his teeth and said further, "He was

He was sent out by the Dark Lord to carry out a mission before, and the latest information will definitely not exist in his memory. "

It turned out that Lucius really wanted to be a wall-riding faction like before, jumping from the wall to whichever side had a better situation.

But after coming to the Bai Feilong bar today, he saw the luxurious cubicle reserved for Dracula by the proud proprietress for hundreds of years. This incident really shocked Lucius a lot.

So he thought that Dracula deserved more information from him.

"Well... it's normal that the werewolf information is not comprehensive enough." Dracula nodded, looking into Lucius' gray eyes with deep eyes, "but those are not important, what I'm more curious about is... why did you Want to tell me about Voldemort?"

"Is it because you got tired of being a Death Eater, did something wrong, and fell out of favor in front of Voldemort? Or is it because your Malfoy family is used to being a fool, and you want to find a few more backup routes?"

Cold sweat dripped down Lucius' forehead.

"Mr. Dracula, I don't mean to be a fool..." he said forcefully, "It's just that I did something wrong, and I can't get along with the Dark Lord's team. I just wanted to guard against the Ministry of Magic's inspection , took out an extremely important black magic equipment of the Dark Lord."

"The Dark Lord is extremely dissatisfied with me, and seems to have the possibility of obliterating me at any time. And in my impression, I can only think that you have the ability to fight Voldemort. So I came to you immediately."

"Extremely important black magic equipment?"

Originally, Dracula was not interested in Lucius' defense, but when he heard this sentence, he became interested instantly.

If the black magic equipment that Lucius shot was really something that Voldemort valued very much, it might be another of his Horcruxes!

Knowing that Regulus stole the Horcrux, Dracula has seen from it that Voldemort doesn't seem to pay as much attention to the secret of his eternal life as ordinary people imagine.

Otherwise, the Horcrux will never leave the body, or it should be hidden in a place where no one can find it.

But Slytherin's locket was found out by a house elf, which indirectly let Regulus, a subordinate, know the location of the Horcrux.

While there were reasons for Voldemort's overconfidence, there were also factors that he didn't pay the highest attention to.

So Dracula guessed that there must be more than one Horcrux made by Voldemort!

From this point of view, if Lucius lost a Horcrux and was not killed by Voldemort, it can roughly prove that Voldemort has more than one Horcrux.

"What kind of black magic equipment did you use?" Dracula asked Lucius with great interest.

"Eh..." Lucius froze on the spot, "Is this important? The main reason is that when the Ministry of Magic made a surprise inspection, there were not a lot of black magic supplies in my house, and there were too many things sold at that time. I can't remember exactly what it was…”

"And the Dark Lord...he didn't even ask me what I lost, as if he already knew..."

"Okay, I see." Dracula nodded, "The next time we meet, count the black magic supplies you sold, and it's best to make a list and give it to me."

"But... It's been half a year since this incident, and I've almost forgotten about those things..." Lucius' face was a bit bitter.

"Some things are not forgotten at all, but are deeply pressed in your mind." Dracula's expression was rather malicious, "Make a choice, I will use Legilimency to help you. Dig out the memory, or do you think carefully and make a list for me?"

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Dracula, I seem to suddenly remember what I have shot at that time!" Lucius changed his expression instantly, and said righteously, "For your career, even if you rack your brains, I will I will also search for those black magic supplies for you!"

"Hey, there's no need to put on a show in front of me." Dracula sneered, "Well, as compensation for providing this information, you can just be your fool."

"Mr. Dracula, you don't have to test me like this." Lucius stood up abruptly, poking hard with his cane

On the ground, he continued to say righteously, "How can I, Lucius Malfoy, be the kind of person with two heads and two heads and a treacherous person. I am at odds with the Dark Lord!"

"Okay, Lucius." Seeing Lucius' exaggerated expression, Dracula raised the corner of his mouth, "In that case, help me assassinate Voldemort, the wizarding world will remember your righteous deed."

Lucius' expression froze on his face.

"You...you really know how to joke, Mr. Dracula." He sat back on the sofa in embarrassment.

"Okay, don't play those silly things with me." Dracula sat upright, resting his elbows on the luxurious tabletop, crossing his hands under his chin, staring straight into Lucius' eyes, "Lu Xiu Well, what I need is just a fool."

"You continue to follow Voldemort, you just need to tell me a few words about the situation there every time there is a school board meeting. It shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

For Dracula, a surrendered Lucius Malfoy was of no use to him—

He didn't lack such a weak combat power, nor did he lack the wealth of the Malfoy family who thought they were rich.He just lacked an insider who could regularly report to him about Voldemort's movements.

A [-]-year-old boy riding on the top of the wall just met his needs.

At this time Lucius was also ecstatic, he thought he would choose a side today, but who knew that Dracula would allow him to continue to be such a fool that no one would look down on!

"There is such a good thing..." Lucius blurted out, and then he realized that he was wrong, and quickly changed his words, "...Ah no, I mean, I am happy to help you, Mr. Dracula."

After getting Dracula's promise, Lucius carefully recounted what happened to each Death Eater recently——