Hogwarts vampire professor

After chatting with Dumbledore for a while, Dracula became a little depressed.

He clearly remembered that he originally came to the principal's office to investigate. How come in the end, under Dumbledore's expectant gaze, this responsibility became a direction to strive for in the future?

Dracula silently labeled Dumbledore as a big liar.

After a brief chat, the two of them reached the fourth floor through the automatic spiral staircase at the entrance of the principal's office, and walked together to the restricted area of ​​the corridor on the right.

"I still can't figure it out, why do you want to put danger in the school?" Looking at the empty corridor, Dracula turned to Dumbledore and asked, "Putting students in danger like this?"

"Professor Dracula, you just said that Voldemort may come back at any time." Dumbledore said, "In this case, I need to know his specific status in advance. School is the only thing I can always take care of." place."

"So this is actually a trap for Voldemort, right?" Dracula frowned slightly, "If Voldemort can take the bait in such a simple trap, I'm afraid I will be worried about the current situation of the wizarding world."

"It's really your fault for letting such an idiot become a big devil who doesn't even dare to mention his name."

"Don't say that, Voldemort was still very smart when he was young." Dumbledore smiled, "It's just that I will put the treasures that he can't refuse in these levels for safekeeping. I can guarantee that even if I know it is a trap, , Voldemort will definitely come and break in."

"Oh?" Dracula raised his lips with interest, "Are the things used as fishing bait very precious? Then if you take me to set up the level without any precautions, you won't be afraid that I, the evil vampire, will covet you. Did it steal?”

"Professor Dracula, there is no need to say that. I believe you are not that kind of person." Dumbledore smiled kindly.

Then, he added, "What's more, you are familiar with the things I put there, and you have no interest in them at all. According to Nico, you probably won't be able to put this thing in front of you." Too lazy to take it away.”

Dracula was stunned for a moment, so Dumbledore's bait was something Voldemort wanted, but he abandoned it like a pair of worn shoes...

"Nico lent you the Philosopher's Stone?" He frowned.

Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

"The price is really high in order to fish out Voldemort." Dracula curled his lips, "At first I didn't believe Nico when he said that you two were friends forever, but now that I think about it, I think it's conservative."

Dracula really wasn't that interested in the Philosopher's Stone.

Dracula had no interest in the two most famous effects of the magic stone, refining the elixir of life and turning stones into gold.

He is an immortal life form, but at this time he has become a little impatient, and having fun has become his only motivation to live...

As for turning stones into gold, it is even more unnecessary. When wealth reaches a certain level, it becomes just a boring number. Dracula has no interest in money at all now!

There may be many other strange effects, but in the hundreds of years of knowing Nico Flamel, Dracula has long been tired of these functions.

Now it is true that as Nico said, the magic stone is something he doesn't even bother to pick up when it is placed in front of him.

"Okay, how you want to use it is your business, it has nothing to do with me." Dracula said without interest, "I just want to know now, how do you ensure that no bold students sneak in?"

"If you ask me, those Gryffindor twins are a big hidden danger. Obviously, the more you forbid it, the more they want to give it a try."

"Ah, Professor Dracula, don't worry." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Hagrid's cutie will drive them away and won't cause them too serious harm!"

"Hagrid's little cutie?" Dracula looked at him doubtfully.

"A big dog, with proper training, will not cause harm to the little wizard." Dumbledore blinked at him, "Of course, I also played a role in this."

Dracula sneered at Dumbledore's words.

In his opinion, it was likely that Hagrid had a very ferocious dog, which Dumbledore placed in the penalty area to guard the goal.

Maybe he cast a spell on this poor dog, maybe it was a confusion spell, maybe it was a forgetfulness spell. In short, it didn't have much malice towards the little wizards at Hogwarts, and it was only responsible for driving out the naughty guys. restricted area.

The two chatted and walked to a door without knowing it.

Pushing open this door, you enter the first level guarding the Magic Stone.

"...So is this Hagrid's little cutie?" Dracula looked up at the big dog sitting on the ground, which was taller than him, and said speechlessly.

"Of course, that's true in Hagrid's eyes." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Hagrid also named it Luwei."

In front of me is a dog that fills the entire space between the ceiling and the floor.

It has three heads. Three pairs of round, crazy eyes; three noses, twitching and sniffing in their direction; three drooling mouths, saliva hanging on the yellow fangs, dripping slippery .

Seeing Dracula and Dumbledore entering his territory, the three-headed dog Luwei immediately jumped up, and his three heads roared angrily at the same time:

"Nooooooooooo!"

Dumbledore and Dracula didn't pay much attention to this little threatening puppy, and were chatting to themselves.

"You know, Professor Dracula? There is a very magical thing about the three-headed dog." Dumbledore said, "This kind of animal will sleep when it hears music, so I think you can try singing a song to Lu Wei. .”

"So why don't you sing?" Dracula crossed his arms and glanced at him.

"Ah, you have to be considerate of an old man..."

Dumbledore's tone suddenly stopped and he looked helplessly at the young-faced vampire professor next to him. He suddenly thought of the real age of the man next to him.

Dracula looked at him with interest, waiting to hear the young old headmaster sing.

Just when the old principal wanted to change the subject, the three-headed dog Luwei, who could no longer stand the two people's contemptuous attitude, finally couldn't sit still and lunged at Dracula and Dumbledore with a roar.

"Ouch woof woof!!"

The disturbed Dracula glared at it viciously.

Dracula's burgundy eyes hit the big dog's eyes, and he immediately felt the attribute suppression of a superior dark creature, as well as the fear originating from the depths of his blood.

Lu Wei stopped suddenly and fell down in front of Dracula.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Dracula took a few steps forward, raised his hand and rubbed Lu Wei's dog's head.

"It feels good, plush, but a little dirty." He stroked the dog's ears and turned to Dumbledore and said, "Do you want to try it, Dumbledore?"

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