Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

"You idiot!" Voldemort yelled at Quirrell in the mirror, "It's been so many days, can't you even see that Dracula's defense against you?"

Quirrell's expression was obviously a little confused, "Defense? Why should he guard against a Hogwarts joke?"

"It's not all because of you, a waste, that I had to do it myself that day." Voldemort said coldly, "The magic that I took you away at that time was too rare, and it was not something you could control with the strength you showed. .”

"Now I even suspect that the reason he agreed with you to come to Hogwarts is to study the magic that I took you to escape, as well as other secrets about you!"

"What...how...what should I do?" Quirrell stuttered out of shock, "Then don't I have to be stared at by him all the time, and... there is no chance to find the Philosopher's Stone again?"

"Don't worry, we can wait for an opportunity." Voldemort said very gloomyly, "Wait for an opportunity when everyone gathers together and has no time to care about you. Then you do this..."

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Voldemort didn't have to wait long for the chance to speak to Quirrell.

Immersed in the teaching career accompanied by many young people, more than a month has passed quietly, and Dracula is about to usher in his first Halloween at Hogwarts.

In the principal's office on the eighth floor of the main tower of the castle, Dracula is leaning against a wall covered with portraits, next to him is a pointed wizard hat.

There was a slit at the brim of the hat, and two folds formed eyes.At this time, the brim and folds of the hat just formed a hopeless expression, and the despair made the man silent and the woman cry!

"Woooo...you can't do this to me. I'm a magic hat with a mind. Every speck of dust on my body is a symbol of my vicissitudes..." The Sorting Hat cried out heartbreakingly, "And now , look at the difference between me and those ordinary hats!"

At this moment, the Sorting Hat, which was originally tattered and dusty, has taken on a completely new look!All worn and patched areas have been repaired and replaced, and dirty exteriors have been cleaned.

The current Sorting Hat is like a brand-new wizard's hat, and there is no way to tell that it is actually a thousand years old.

"Don't you feel bad if you haven't showered for so long? Why don't you like me to clean it up for you?" Dracula looked at the brand new sorting hat playfully.

He tossed it up, then reached out to catch it, and ran again, having a great time.

"Stop, stop! I'm going to throw up!" The Sorting Hat spun and begged for mercy loudly, "I was wrong, Lord Earl, I shouldn't be dissatisfied with your decision in the slightest!"

Dracula stopped when he heard the Sorting Hat begging for mercy, and placed it casually on the stool next to him.

"How about it, do you still want to protest now?" Dracula asked it with a slight hook at the corner of his mouth.

His slender fingers were hanging on the edge of the brim of the Sorting Hat, as if the hat's answer was slightly unsatisfactory, and he was ready to let it experience the joy of free falling and spinning in the air.

"I won't protest anymore, I don't dare anymore." The Sorting Hat said absent-mindedly, "My lord, please forgive me. I just didn't get used to it just now, but now I feel clean after I get used to it." It's pretty good too."

Only then did Dracula withdraw his hand, which made the Sorting Hat heave a sigh of relief.

On the portrait wall next to it, the portraits of successive principals also expressed their approval for the new and clean image of the Sorting Hat.

A Slytherin headmaster with a thin eyebrow and a goatee commented:

"Very good, I finally don't have to be affected by a tattered hat every day when I open my eyes."

Dracula glanced up and saw the headmaster's name, Phineas Nigellus Black, marked under the portrait.Dracula didn't know the headmaster, Phineas Black should be the wizard who became the headmaster after he fell asleep.

At this time, another witch took up the topic, "Sir Dracula, I remember looking for you several times when I was the headmaster, but you didn't even bother to come to Hogwarts to see me. Why do you change now?" Dumbledore is the headmaster, but you came here and applied to be a professor yourself."

She looked straight at Dracula with a sour tone.

"Ah, Dai Lisi, long time no see." Dracula raised his hand and greeted the intellectual and elegant Principal Dai Lisi Dewente in the portrait.

Afterwards, he did not hesitate to blame Dumbledore, "Dalice, you managed Hogwarts too safely and stably in those years when you were the headmaster. I'm afraid I couldn't find anything interesting in the past. "

"But it's different now. Hogwarts under Dumbledore's management has become a lot of fun to find. For example, the professorship of Defense Against the Dark Arts that changes every year. I'm very interested in it. "

Headmaster Derwent covered his mouth and chuckled, and turned his gaze to Dumbledore who was looking at him helplessly.

"Professor Dracula, how do I feel that you are speaking ill of me to my face?" Dumbledore stood up from behind the desk and came to Dracula and said.

"That's not true, I'm just telling the truth." Dracula changed the subject silently, "I was distracted by the Sorting Hat just now, and I was busy cleaning it, and I haven't asked you why you called me here Woolen cloth?"

Dumbledore was happy to change the subject, and then Dracula said:

"It's actually not a big deal. Isn't it almost Halloween? This festival is quite in line with the temperament of the count of vampires, so I would like to ask, does Professor Dracula have any ideas for performing shows?"

"A performance?" Dracula raised his eyebrows. "I remember you told me to try not to expose my vampire identity, so as to prevent some students' parents from protesting."

"It's not suitable to reveal your identity at other times, but Halloween is different." Dumbledore smiled, "No matter what you become on Halloween, the little wizards and professors will think it's role-playing, and they won't really doubt Degu. Pulling the identity of the professor."

"Forget it, it's too troublesome to perform a show or something." Dracula shook his head, "But I can help you write a letter and find a famous mixed-race vampire singer to perform a show. I just need him Called over to ask something."

"In addition, the layout of the auditorium can also be entrusted to me. With the lack of imagination of the Hogwarts professors, it is really inconvenient to do such a thing!"

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