Hogwarts vampire professor

"Professor Dracula, Minerva is very dissatisfied with you now."

In the principal's office, Dumbledore looked helplessly at the silver-haired man in front of him.

"I remember I was reminded at the beginning of school to pay attention to the image of the professor and not to jump out of the window." He said, "But why did you bring the little wizard with you this time?"

Dracula, on the other hand, was lying on the soft sofa nonchalantly, holding a blood-flavored lollipop in his mouth, and stroking the feathers of the phoenix Fawkes.

"So, Professor McGonagall wants to expel me?" He glanced at Dumbledore and asked casually.

"Expulsion is not enough, and it will be difficult for us to recruit another Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Dumbledore shook his head, "But if there is still no punishment this time, I can't blame Minerva... "

"Then let's just punish him. I have no objection." Dracula said very considerately.

Dumbledore seemed relieved and took out the employee processing notice from the drawer.

At this moment, Dracula spoke again:

"Then let's pay the rent for Hogwarts Castle. Excluding the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake, the castle and supporting facilities alone cover approximately thousands of acres. Considering that I have been a colleague for several months, I’ll give you a preferential price, one million galleons a year for Cheng Hui.”

He held out a hand to Dumbledore.

The old principal's expression froze. He silently stuffed the processing notice back into the drawer, and then handed over a package with the Honeydukes trademark.

"Ahem, Professor Dracula, I think there is still room for negotiation with Professor McGonagall." He changed his serious expression and said to Dracula, "This is specially customized by me as a senior customer for decades. The blood-wine chocolate, vampires should like it."

"You can taste it here, and I'll discuss it with Professor McGonagall."

Looking at Dumbledore hurriedly leaving the principal's office, Dracula chuckled.

He happily opened the packaging bag of the blood-wine chocolate and dropped a piece of blood-red chocolate into his mouth.

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Before you know it, Christmas vacation is coming.

Professor McGonagall has collected the Christmas detention list. At a dinner party before the holidays, she took the parchment with the list on it and went around the Gryffindor table to check one by one whether the registered little wizards were confirmed to be in school.

Dracula happened to be passing by and took a look with interest.

Seeing Dracula's figure, Professor McGonagall's expression became a little unnatural.

Since Dumbledore's conversation with her, Professor McGonagall has never cared about Dracula's "unique" teaching method, nor has she mentioned anything about punishment. Her attitude towards Dracula has also undergone earth-shaking changes, and she no longer seems to regard him as just an ordinary professor.

According to Dracula's judgment, Dumbledore should have told the conscientious Ms. Vice Principal about his true identity. The impartial and selfless vice-principal could not withstand the pressure after all, and chose to compromise between the one million galleons a year in rent and turning a blind eye to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

After all, not everyone can afford the rent of one million galleons per year.

What's more, compared with many previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, Dracula can only be said to have a somewhat unique teaching method, and there is really nothing to be picky about in terms of ability.

"Fred Weasley, George Weasley? Are you two sure you want to stay in school too?" Professor McGonagall asked the two red-haired twins, ignoring Dracula who was watching the excitement.

"Yes, Professor!" Fred replied, "This holiday our parents are going to Romania to visit our second brother, Charlie, and they abandoned us!"

"Yes, the abandoned George and Fred can only plead for Hogwarts to take them in." George said pitifully.

Professor McGonagall's serious expression almost stopped. He gave the two of them a hard look and turned around to continue checking other people's information.

Just after Professor McGonagall left, Dracula came over.

"Are your parents going to Romania?" he asked.

Dracula crossed his hands and rubbed his collar unconsciously with his fingers. An extremely rare look of hesitation appeared on his face.

"Yes, Professor." George said, "Our second brother Charlie works in the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary."

"Yes, Charlie is my parents' biological son!" Fred added.

Dracula hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a delicate crystal ball from the pocket that had been cast under the Invisible Stretching Charm.

This crystal ball exudes a soft shimmer, and there seems to be a dim moon in the center of the fuzzy ball, spinning quietly.

"Let's do this. Write a letter to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and ask them to do me a favor." Dracula stared at the crystal ball and slowly handed it to George's hand. "After arriving in Romania, please go to Brown Castle and hand this crystal ball to the castle guard."

"Just give it to the guard directly. Is there no accompanying letter?" George asked doubtfully.

"You don't need any letters, just give them to any guard, they will understand." Dracula chuckled, shook his head, and said to him, "I owe you a favor on this matter. Is there anything you need help with?" Please let me know."

"No problem, leave it to us!" The twins were overjoyed and promised, patting their chests.

At this moment, a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out on the other side of the Gryffindor table——

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Two minutes ago, Professor McGonagall had just checked the number of people staying at school during the Christmas break and left the auditorium.

As soon as Professor McGonagall left, a tall and thin Slytherin wizard with neat platinum blond hair and a pointed chin walked deliberately to the Gryffindor table.

This little Slytherin wizard was also accompanied by two large followers who didn't look very smart at first glance. They sandwiched him on the left and right, making him look very impressive.

"I feel really sorry for those people," Draco Malfoy said to his two lackeys, Crabbe and Goyle, as they walked around the Gryffindor table. "They had to stay at Hog." Watts spent Christmas because the family didn't want them."

He looked at Harry as he spoke, while Crabbe and Goyle chuckled innocently.

Harry swallowed the pudding in his bowl and ignored it. But Ron next to him couldn't bear it anymore and stood up immediately.

Fred and George were kidding themselves when they said that no one wanted to belong to them, but as the Malfoy family were the bitter enemies of the Weasley family, it was very problematic for their heirs to say this.

Ron bumped into Malfoy, and then got into trouble with the two big men.

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