Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

Hearing Dumbledore's congratulations, there was warm applause in the auditorium.

All the faculty and staff were clapping willingly and convincingly.

After all, it has never happened in decades to be able to be re-elected to the second year in such a wicked position as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts!

"Professor Dracula's luck seems to be pretty good, and he hasn't encountered any messy things since he took office." Professor Flitwick said with a sigh, "The Defense Against the Dark Arts professors always encountered all kinds of weird things before. It's worrying!"

"Filius, you don't know about this." Dumbledore looked at Professor Flitwick with a smile, "Actually, Professor Dracula encountered many strange things, but they were all cleverly handled by him." It's just resolved."

This is true.

Voldemort's curse on the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts also seems to have a limit and cannot directly kill the sitting professor.

This curse seems to be imperceptible, guiding and changing a person's fortune, magnifying their bad luck, making them clog their teeth when they drink cold water, fall down with their left foot and right foot, and laugh at themselves when they hear a joke die……

The closer this fortune-changing effect gets to the one-year period, the more pronounced and damaging it becomes.

However, Dracula didn't care about these little things that made people unlucky, and there were no difficulties that could actually affect him.

For example, meeting Fred and George, two twins who want to make big news, being attacked by a troll behind the back on Halloween, staring at a basilisk in the restricted area, and meeting the notorious wizard in the magic world The Dark Lord fights...

Dracula had encountered enough strange things, but these things did not affect him in the slightest, at most they added a bit of fun to his boring life.

In a lively atmosphere, this luncheon exclusively for the faculty and staff came to an end before they knew it.

After the tray disappeared from the table, Dumbledore called Dracula, and the two left the Great Hall together, heading for the Hogwarts headmaster's office.

"Professor Dracula, I would trouble you to adjust the brightness of the ceiling of the auditorium to what it was before you leave." Dumbledore laughed, "Besides, in such bright sunlight, you probably don't want to go directly from the entrance courtyard Fly to the eighth floor?"

"You're right." Dracula nodded noncommittally, walked out of the auditorium door, and then casually restored the ceiling to its original state, "But that doesn't mean I'll have the leisure to accompany you up the stairs."

Before he finished speaking, Dracula disappeared in place, and Dumbledore apparated into the principal's office one step ahead.

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly, and also called Phoenix Fox over, leading him into his office in an instant.

"Professor Dracula, in fact, I don't think you need to seek excitement and fast pace in everything. You can try to feel those special interests from ordinary things." As soon as Dumbledore appeared in the principal's office, he was lying on the sofa. Dracula, who was playing with the sorting hat, persuaded,

"As an old man over 100 years old, I probably lost the impatience I had when I was young. Sometimes I feel that it is a good thing to walk quietly on the stairs. Happiness is not an emotional expression, but a state of life. Feel the joy of every little thing in the castle with peace of mind."

Dracula threw aside the screaming Sorting Hat and glanced at Dumbledore.

"That's right, as an old man over 100 years old, you can indeed feel pleasure from the little things around you." He said casually, "But as an older man over 1000 years old, those little things that are not interesting I'm tired of watching it, so why should I accompany you up the stairs?"

Dumbledore froze with emotion.

Faced with such a young face and a detached personality, he always subconsciously ignores the fact that Dracula is already a thousand years old, and today he still uses age as an example in front of this old immortal who has lived for more than 1000 years...

"Ah, Professor Dracula, I wonder if you have heard some hidden rumors recently?" Dumbledore decisively changed the subject.

"Secret rumors? How secretive?" Dracula became interested and sat upright.

Dumbledore's face also became serious, and he looked deeply into Dracula's eyes.

"Voldemort is back," he said in a deep voice.

However, Dracula curled his lips and lay back on the sofa, "How do I feel...someone always wants to tell me about Voldemort's return?"

"Have you already heard the news, Professor Dracula?" Dumbledore was a little surprised.

"Yeah, is there anything strange? I met a lot of people who know about this matter recently, and I almost thought everyone knew about it." Dracula said casually, "Your news comes from Snape, Is it right?"

"Do you even know that?" Dumbledore felt a little numb.He looked helplessly at Dracula in front of him, rarely feeling powerless.

"Yeah, it's so obvious," Dracula said, "I accidentally saw the Dark Mark on Snape's arm when he was fighting me in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom last year, so I just checked his Deeds."

"Since Snape, a former Death Eater with serious stains, can gain your trust, then the matter is already clear—he must have joined your side before the end of the last wizarding war , it’s definitely not the kind of grassroots that will change the door after Voldemort’s downfall.”

"It's a pity that Voldemort is a fool, otherwise he should know with his nose, that Snape can gain the trust of a smart person like you, there must be some tricks in it!"

Dumbledore couldn't help but suppressed a smile and said, "Don't say that, Tom was actually very smart when he was young. Even now, his strength and intelligence cannot be underestimated, and we cannot take it lightly."

"Tsk, you use black magic to reshape your body, and you tear your soul apart for such a boring thing as immortality." Dracula said with relish, "I don't agree with you when you use the word 'smart' to evaluate Voldemort."

"Let's get back to the point, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore shook his head with a smile, "After being beaten and fled by you, Voldemort didn't seem to have suffered any serious injuries. After a month, he returned to the magic world, and even had a body..."

"His experience like this is tantamount to slapping you in the face, Lord Earl."

Dumbledore looked into Dracula's eyes, deliberately used an honorific title, and said to him with a half-smile.

Dracula's eyes twitched.

When he heard the news of Voldemort's return, he hadn't thought of this level.But after being bluntly pointed out by Dumbledore, Dracula really felt a little embarrassed.

Voldemort was able to recover so quickly after his soul was annihilated. This is completely provoking his face!

"No, the more I think about it, the more angry I get!" Dracula sat up from the sofa angrily, "I'm going to arrest Voldemort and deal with him again!"

"Wait a moment, Professor Dracula."

Dumbledore seemed to have anticipated Dracula's emotions, and calmly took out a piece of parchment from the drawer, with the words "plan" written on it.

"Instead of destroying Voldemort's broken soul time after time in vain and resurrecting him under the blessing of the Horcrux, we should think about how to completely destroy him!" He pushed the plan in front of Dracula.

Dracula looked down at the parchment, and saw that there were three preparations that should be made in advance——

"The first point is to investigate the reason why Voldemort quickly regained his strength and obtain his body; the second point is to determine the actual number of Voldemort's Horcruxes and destroy them one by one; the third point is to use undercover agents to grasp Voldemort's movements and stop him from threatening the magic world in time Dangerous action."

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At the same time, Voldemort himself, who was being heatedly discussed by Dracula and Dumbledore, was walking happily on the path in the Albanian forest.

After more than ten years of retirement, Voldemort was very satisfied that so many of his men still answered the call of the Dark Mark and obeyed his orders.What's more, among these people are many powerful figures in the magic world, and even Dumbledore's confidantes like Snape.

With an evil smile on his face, Voldemort laughed silently at Dumbledore in his heart:

Dumbledore claimed to be able to see through people's hearts, but he didn't know that Dean Slytherin, whom he trusted so much, had already joined the great Dark Lord, and had been lurking in Hogwarts for more than ten years and doing his best to spy for the Dark Lord. All kinds of information!

Thinking of Hogwarts, Voldemort couldn't help but think of the vampire count who went to the school to be a teacher for nothing, and his expression couldn't help but become ferocious.

Why should Dracula be born with the power of immortality, and even look down on his unremitting efforts for immortality because of this?

Besides, Dracula was not a proper vampire count, why did he go to Hogwarts to be a professor of defense against the dark arts when he had nothing to do, and even sabotaged his plan!

Voldemort gritted his teeth with hatred, wishing he could immediately cast countless Cruciatus Curses on Dracula, and finally use a Killing Curse to end his effortless eternal life.

But he also knew that he was no match for Dracula now.

He has to develop insignificantly, and wait until his Horcrux diary gets Harry Potter's blood to complete his body, so that his strength can reach the peak level.

At that time, Voldemort is confident that he will have the power to fight Dracula!

In order to gain a stronger force against Dracula, Voldemort decided to advance an important thing——

He has always believed that the number "seven" is a very magical number in the magic world, so he wants to divide his soul into seven parts, thinking that he can use this to gain more powerful power.

Voldemort didn't know that as early as 12 years ago in Godric's Hollow, he inadvertently left the seventh soul shard on Harry Potter, his old enemy.

Therefore, he came to the Albanian forest this time to make what he thought was the last Horcrux!

He had already chosen the target of the sixth Horcrux.

That was the big snake that was always by his side during the time when he was inferior to the humblest wandering spirit - Nagini.

Of course, this is risky.Even a master of soul splitting and Horcrux making like Voldemort has never had the experience of splitting a soul on a living creature with his own hands.

But he liked Nagini too much.

Unlike those stupid snakes who only obey orders, this adder named Nagini is extremely intelligent. She can talk to him fluently, understand his difficulties, and share his anger.

Not only that, even the name Nagini was learned from the Viper by Voldemort.

Therefore, he must make this magical viper into his Horcrux, so that she can always be by his side, and become the only partner who can communicate with him when he feels the height is too cold!

Walking in the Albanian forest, Voldemort was all smiles, looking for the trace of Nagini.

Hours passed, and Voldemort kept calling out through the forest in a snake tongue, trying to get a response from Nagini.

However, walking through the entire forest, using the snake old accent continuously made Voldemort's voice hoarse, but only the various stupid little snakes living in the forest responded to him, and Nagini seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Voldemort's face became extremely gloomy.

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In a secret cave, two snakes, one large and one small, were quietly hiding in the dark shadows.

It is said that it is one big and one small, but it is actually just a description after comparison.

In fact, both snakes are so huge that the sight of either one would cause a stir in the biological world.

One of them was a large dazzling green snake, nearly fifty feet long, with a bright red feather on its head; the other was a spotted adder, which was as large as Twelve feet, although it was much smaller than the big snakes around it, it was still a giant.

At this time, the two big snakes were hiding in the shadows tremblingly, and the snake's old voice of "hissing" came from outside the cave from time to time, and they pretended not to hear it.

Suddenly, Voldemort outside the cave changed his previous tone and shouted in a commanding tone:

"Nagini, come out and meet me!"

Hearing the old snake accent with a commanding tone, the slightly smaller adder instantly lost its mind, swung its body, and was about to crawl out of the cave.

However, relying on its size advantage, the huge basilisk firmly imprisoned Nagini's body at this time, preventing her from going out and throwing herself into the net of Voldemort.

After Voldemort left, Nagini finally regained his senses, looking dazed.

"I'm right, Nagini," hissed the basilisk, "but if you haven't seen him for a while, he's going to yell at you in this fierce tone. Let me tell you, This Voldemort is by no means a good man!"

Nagini's snake head tapped twice, and looked at the snake monster beside him intently.

"Thank you this time, Grandpa." She hissed back, "If it wasn't for you, I might not be able to see through this man's true colors in another 12 years!"

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