The Blood Professor at Hogwarts

On the ground, Tonks stared at this splendid scene.

"Wow—this is so pretty!" Her hair turned silver before she knew it, and she shouted excitedly, "Instructor Moody, come and watch the fireworks together!"

If it was normal, Tonks would probably be reprimanded by Moody for his fuss.

But today Moody couldn't care less about educating the intern Auror, he is now more frightening than Tonks!

"That's impossible..." Moody murmured.

There is a magic eye in the middle of his left eye socket, big, round and slippery, it is a vivid bright blue, and it is spinning non-stop at this time.

Moody tried to use his omnipotent magic eyes to see through this illusory scene. He couldn't believe that a dark creature like Dracula could use such a powerful Patronus Charm, and he couldn't believe that it was classified as a dementor. Species based on "non-existence" can be destroyed artificially.

"That's impossible...Only those who are pure in heart and happy in heart can cast the Patronus Charm..." he murmured.

"Who stipulated that only those with a pure heart can cast the Patronus Charm?" A voice suddenly sounded.

It was rare that Moody didn't maintain his vigilance all the time, and didn't notice that Dracula had landed beside the two of them at all.

Startled, he raised his hand nervously, intending to attack Dracula, but found that the wand he was holding in his hand had already been thrown into the muddy mud by Voldemort's disarming spell.

"Why are you so nervous?" Dracula laughed with interest when he saw Moody's performance, "Mr. Moody, right? Are you the one who stipulated the requirements for using the Patronus Charm?"

"This is common sense in the magic world!" Seeing that he has no hands-on ability, Moody can only say viciously, "The sacred magic of the Patronus Charm has a strong purification effect on dark wizards and dark magic creatures. Many dark wizards They will all be devoured by the patron saint cast by themselves in the ignorant attempt."

"I have to correct you a few questions, Mr. Moody—" Dracula put his hands on his chest and said with a chuckle, "First of all, I am not those dark wizards with no level, don't compare me with them!"

"Secondly, why do you think my heart is not pure? Is it because of the dark breath I released before?"

Moody's words faltered for a moment.

He suddenly realized that at this time Dracula had completely suppressed all the dark aura, and it was completely different from the previous appearance when he brutally slaughtered the dementors.

"To tell you the truth, all I have in my heart is the only thought of taking back my fun. Isn't that pure enough?" Dracula said softly, "Besides, to destroy those hateful creatures Dementor, that's enough to make me happy. Isn't that enough for me to cast the Patronus Charm?"

He patted Moody's shoulder meaningfully in his eyes, then turned around and walked towards Tonks, whose eyes were shining and adoring.

"It's a coincidence, this warm-hearted lady. We met again." Dracula chuckled and said to Tonks, "Thank you for telling me the exact time last time, otherwise I might be caught by a Foolish old tricksters."

"No...you're welcome..." Tonks stammered.

Then she raised her eyes to look at Dracula, and asked curiously: "You...are you really the source of that big dark aura at that time?"

Dracula raised his eyebrows with interest, and said with a chuckle, "That's right. Why, are you going to take me away?"

"Ah, no, no, no..." Tonks said hastily, "I feel... our entire Ministry of Magic can't catch you, right?"

"Tonks, stop talking!" Moody shouted angrily as he finally got his wand and walking stick back.

"I'm telling the truth..." Tonks pouted secretly.

"Go back and teach you a lesson!"

Moody glared at her viciously with his normal right eye, then turned his head and looked at Dracula with his big magic eyes, "Mr. Dracula, I heard that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts , called Professor Dracula..."

"That's right, it's me." Dracula nodded.

"Well, since you can become a professor at Hogwarts, it seems that Albus is willing to trust you." Moody said solemnly, "Since he trusts you, then our Auror office will not embarrass you anymore." .”

"It's not that I can't catch people, I want to find the steps by myself

Next..." Tonks muttered to himself beside him.

Although she was talking to herself, her voice was just enough for both Dracula and Moody to hear.

Moody's face was as black as coal, and he pretended not to hear, and then said: "Professor Dracula, what I need to remind you is that - dementors are under the management of the Ministry of Magic, and your actions to attack dementors It was actually an attack on the Ministry of Magic staff."

"Oh? Do you still want to avenge them?" Dracula asked blankly.

"I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say that such creatures usually cannot be physically killed," Moody said. "Even if you just burned them with flames, as long as there are negative emotions in the world, They can never be completely wiped out."

"That is to say... Dracula, what you did just now probably didn't have the desired effect, and on the contrary, it will intensify the conflict between you and those stubborn politicians in the Ministry of Magic!"

"So what?" Dracula smiled faintly.

"As long as I'm happy."

Chapter 130 Are you an undercover agent, Snape?

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In a deep, quiet and well-protected underground fortress, sparse black mist drifted in from all directions, forming Voldemort's weak figure.

After arriving at the bunker, Voldemort was visibly relieved.

This is an underground building forged by gathering the financial, manpower and material resources of many very rich pure-blood families. It is also the highest-secret military base that the Death Eaters started to build after his return.

Although the construction time is too short, the structure, furnishings and decoration of the bunker are currently very simple.However, under the influence of all kinds of magical magic in the magic world, the general structure of the bunker has already been established in a short period of time, at least there is no problem in using it to hide people.

Most importantly, this bunker has been cast with the Fidelity Curse by Voldemort, and has become a secret keeper himself.

In other words, unless he himself became an undercover agent for the Death Eaters, no one other than the Death Eaters would know the location of the bunker!

This bunker was one of the reasons Voldemort was able to make a comeback.

Before this operation, he also thought that he made a second plan very carefully, leaving himself a way out, preventing the failure like the last operation to steal the Philosopher's Stone, so that he had to go through the Horcrux again. gain strength...

Voldemort shook his head, calmed down, sorted out his embarrassed image and expression, and then sat at the long table in the meeting room, waiting for the arrival of many Death Eaters.

Within a few moments, amidst the sound of "bang", "bang", the Death Eaters apparated to the bunker one by one, and sat around the long table according to the way they sat at the meeting in the Malfoy Manor circle.

Different from the previous image of being arrogant, mysterious, or conceited, these Death Eaters have gone through battles with Scrimgeour's Aurors, and now they are all in a mess, and the black robes and masks they uniformly wear have become tattered.

Voldemort looked around and found that there were very few uninjured people in the entire conference room!

"Scrimgeour brought just a few Aurors, and I beat their two leaders to the point where they couldn't fight for you..." He said coldly, "I didn't expect you all kinds of Aurors in the magic world The elites are still tossed into such a mess."

"What a bunch of trash!"

Voldemort reprimanded his subordinates sharply, completely forgetting that he had just tried his best to escape from the sky, and he was in the same embarrassment as them.

And the Death Eaters also secretly groaned in their hearts.

Twelve years have passed. When they first chose to follow Voldemort, they were young and full of fighting spirit. Of course, they had a strong desire to fight and superb fighting power.

However, most of them are now in their 40s and 50s, and some of them are even 12 or [-] years old. These noble purebloods or magic elites have been used to living a pampered life for [-] years——

These people should be blessed with fat, and those with kidney deficiency, let alone their combat power has improved, there are very few who have not regressed!

All in all, the ranks of the Death Eaters are of course no longer as strong as they used to be.

What's more, relying on their superiority in numbers, they were able to gain the upper hand in the battle against the Aurors at the very beginning.

But Voldemort's sneaky escape alone really gave them a "surprise", which made the Death Eaters instantly dispel the idea of ​​continuing to fight.

Wizards of this age have already passed the age of youth and frivolity, and they are all smart and cunning. Who would want to work hard for a Dark Lord who slipped away first?

Compared with those wizards who have lost their desire to fight, the gap between them is widened.

As for the messy clothes and bloody wounds on the Death Eaters, they may not all have been formed during the battle with the Aurors——

In fact, some of the wounds were scratched by those human spirit Death Eaters themselves, and some of the torn clothes were also torn by themselves.

If you don't do this, what will the Dark Lord think when he sees everyone else fighting bloody battles, with ragged clothes and bruises, and you are the only one who is clean and tidy?

Comparing the wrath of the Dark Lord with his embarrassment for a few minutes, those human beings are of course unwilling to face the wrath of the Dark Lord

!

The most typical example of this is Lucius.

As an honorable scumbag, he was already fishing when he first started fighting.

Facing the attacks of those Aurors, Lucius hid at the back of the crowd, and kept casting some useless but fancy-looking spells, as if trying his best.

At the same time, his expression was also very exaggerated. He gritted his teeth and shouted slogans loudly, but the wand in his hand often didn't move.

What's more, Lucius quietly recited the water-making spell "clear water is like a spring" when no one was paying attention, wiped the water on his forehead, and dressed himself up as a sweaty, struggling man. To the appearance of collapse...

After Voldemort fled first, Lucius was the first to respond to Voldemort's "call" to escape, and immediately sprinted from the back of the team to the coast that was not covered by the anti-apparition spell, and escaped from the island.

Before being summoned by Voldemort to come to the bunker for a meeting, he directly asked his wife, Narcissa Malfoy, to cast many innocuous but tragic spells on him.

As a result, Lucius, who didn't have a single wound on his body and didn't even have a few wrinkles in his clothes, became the most embarrassing Death Eater present...

"Forget it, I didn't expect you people to succeed." Seeing the extremely distressed, but extremely hard-working Death Eaters, Voldemort was only superficially angry, and did not continue to pursue their responsibilities, "Tell me, we How much was lost, Knott?"

"Yes, master." Nott stood up and said in detail, "According to my preliminary statistics, it can be judged that Yaxley has been captured by the Ministry of Magic; besides, McNeil did not Run away, got hit in the back with a Stunning Spell; and..."

He said the names of several Death Eaters with a straight face.These are the list of people who did not return during this operation.

Voldemort nodded slowly, and suddenly looked around at the Death Eaters with scrutiny.

"We lost a lot of our companions in this operation." He asked softly, "So, I think you must all be surprised why I left Azkaban first before rescuing our companions who stayed in Azkaban .”

"I guess some of you will think that I have not kept my promise... am I right, Death Eaters out there?"

"No, you must have your own ideas." Nott had time to sit down, and quickly said with a flattering smile, "Your ideas are far beyond our understanding, and we dare not speculate..."

"Nott is right, I do have some other ideas." Voldemort glanced at Nott with satisfaction, and then said, "But these ideas of mine are not because I don't want to save our companions, but because I can't Go save them!"

The Death Eaters on the long table suddenly showed somewhat surprised expressions.

"Perhaps you don't know yet?" Voldemort's scarlet eyes suddenly widened, staring at everyone present indifferently, "I just confirmed that there are Dumbledore's undercover agents in the Death Eaters team!"

"If we rescue our companions in Azkaban at this time, it will put them in danger again after they have just escaped from the sea of ​​suffering."

"That's why I left Azkaban." Voldemort babbled out a passable reason, not to embarrass himself too much, "As for when we will rescue our companions in Azkaban, we still need to think long-term!"

Hearing the news that "there is an undercover agent confirmed" came from Voldemort's mouth, the Death Eaters were collectively stunned, and then began to look suspiciously at other people around them.

Among them, Lucius, who was dressed in rags, jumped up in shock.

He subconsciously thought that Voldemort had learned of his tip-off to Dracula.

And Voldemort was about to announce to the Death Eaters present who the real undercover was, and then he saw Lucius jump up.

"Lucius, do you have anything to say?" He asked with some doubts.

Lucius looked at Voldemort's slightly puzzled expression, and suddenly realized that his sloppy behavior had not been exposed, and the boulder hanging in his heart fell instantly.