Hogwarts vampire professor

"We would like to ask, where is Professor Dracula now?"

Harry and the other three came to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, carefully looked inside, and asked softly.

However, they immediately realized that such a gentle voice would not be heard by any students in the classroom.

I saw a bunch of demons dancing around in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, a lively scene——

Vlad and the Weasley twins were standing on the table, jumping up and down, waving a string of teaching dark magic warning bells, playing "instruments" for everyone; a Gryffindor and a Hufflepuff student were facing each other. Standing together, they kept casting spells on each other and having friendly discussions; beside them, many enthusiastic Gryffindor seniors and seniors were cheering them on with bright faces, while the Hufflepuff students were eating. Carrying the snacks with me, I watched the excitement with relish...

The classroom is not full of students who do not follow classroom disciplines.

In the chaotic classroom, a handsome young wizard wearing a Hufflepuff robe was trying to straighten out the discipline, trying his best to persuade him back and forth, but with little success.

"Harry, little Lolo, why are you here?" Fred and George, who were playing music, saw Harry and the three of them, and excitedly waved the string of bells in their hands to them, and asked loudly, "You are coming. Want to play together? This opportunity is rare and will never come again!"

Ron couldn't help but blush when he heard the two say his embarrassing nickname.

"Fred! George!!" He rolled up his sleeves and was about to rush into the crowd to fight with the two crooked brothers, but Harry grabbed his hood and pulled him back.

"Ron, don't forget our business!" Harry shook his head at him.

After hearing Harry's warning, Ron managed to calm down and glared hatefully at the Weasley twins standing on the table.

"Senior, can we ask you something?" Hermione quickly stopped the handsome student who was trying to correct classroom discipline and asked.

"No need to call me senior, my name is Cedric Diggory." The handsome student who was trying to organize discipline came over, helplessly wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said to the three of them, "You three are You're a first grader, what do you want to do in the third grade class?"

"We want to find Professor Dracula. Isn't he in the classroom now?" Harry said.

With deep admiration and a little pity in his eyes, he looked at Cedric, his good friend in classroom discipline.

"Unfortunately, Professor Dracula just left the classroom and said he was going out for a while." Cedric looked at Harry with a puzzled look in his eyes and explained to him.

"Then do you know when he will be back?" Hermione asked.

Cedric shook his head.

Harry couldn't hide his disappointment, and left this classroom full of demons together with Hermione and Ron.

As soon as they walked out of the classroom, the three little ones saw a tall, elderly witch walking towards them quickly with vigorous steps.

"Hello...Hello, Professor McGonagall." The three Harrys felt that they were wrong and stammered a greeting.

However, Professor McGonagall ignored them and walked straight into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

"Your class is the most chaotic in the whole castle! I can hear you shouting here from half the distance of the main tower!" She shouted angrily, "It's you again, two Weasleys! We were just charged yesterday. Mr. Erqi was caught wandering the castle at night, and he dared to take the lead in breaking classroom discipline today!"

"You are truly the worst class I have ever led!"

"..."

Harry, Ron and Hermione stood shivering outside the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, silently mourning for the third-year students.

At the same time, Harry and Ron were secretly glad that their class was not the worst class according to Professor McGonagall, and it seemed they could paddle with confidence!

"Who should we go to then?" Hermione asked in a low voice, interrupting their thoughts, "Dumbledore and Professor Dracula are not here. Now I am 100% sure that Quirrell will steal the Philosopher's Stone today!"

Hermione and Ron both looked at Harry subconsciously.

His face became very pale, but his eyes were bright.

"Okay." Harry took a deep breath, "It seems like I can only do what I was told in the letter, right?"

"I'll sneak into the restricted area on the fourth floor and try to get the magic stone first!"

"You're crazy!" Ron screamed.

His cry attracted the attention of Professor McGonagall in the classroom, and the lecturing voice paused. Ron quickly covered his mouth.

Harry and Hermione were horrified and quickly pulled Ron away from the scene and went down the marble steps to the first floor of the castle.

"Harry, you can't do this!" Coming to the quiet entrance courtyard, Hermione said to Harry seriously, "The decorations in the restricted area on the fourth floor are used to protect the Sorcerer's Stone. You are just a first-year kid. Wizard, it’s too dangerous to break into the restricted area!”

"Hermione is right!" Ron also persuaded, "And maybe Quirrell has entered the restricted area. Are you going to him to give yourself as a gift?"

"So what?" Harry said emotionally, "Don't you guys understand? If Quirrell gets the Philosopher's Stone, Voldemort will come back! Haven't you heard that when he wanted to dominate the wizarding world? What's the situation here?"

"If he succeeds, Hogwarts will not exist. He will burn the school to the ground or turn it into a school dedicated to teaching dark magic! Do you think Voldemort will let you and your family go? ?"

"If Voldemort is resurrected, all I can do is find a place to die. I will never take refuge in the Dark Devil's forces! I must go through the trap door tonight and get the Sorcerer's Stone. Nothing you two say can stop me! Voldemort killed my parents, do you remember?"

Harry finished speaking a long paragraph excitedly, breathlessly, and even somewhat incoherently, and stared at them breathlessly.

"You're right, Harry." Hermione's voice dropped.

"Don't worry, I will use my invisibility cloak." Harry's mood gradually stabilized and he said softly, "Maybe I can bypass him without being noticed by Quirrell and get the Philosopher's Stone smoothly? "

"But can the invisibility cloak cover all three of us?" Ron suddenly asked.

"We... the three of us?" Harry's eyes widened.

"Oh, don't be stupid, buddy. Do you think we will let you act alone?" Ron spread his hands and put his arm around Harry's shoulders.

"Of course not!" Hermione said immediately, her tone was quite aggressive, "How could you think of leaving us and looking for the Philosopher's Stone alone? I'd better look through my books, maybe I can Found something useful…”

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