Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

"I...I don't know..." Quirrell said tremblingly with an innocent face, "I...I only saw that giant monster running... rampant in the basement, and I didn't know that it would... run to where!"

Dracula stared closely at Quirrell, and Quirrell looked away in fear.

"It's up to you, as for where you want to sneak to next, it's up to you." Dracula patted Quirrell on the shoulder, his eyes deep.

Afterwards, he left the auditorium again, took the Hogwarts title deed in his hands in the unmanned entrance courtyard corridor, and injected his magic power into the old parchment.

The magic of Dracula and the imprints of the four founders flow on the paper, slowly interweaving into a grid in the shape of Hogwarts castle.

Every magical node of Hogwarts is vividly displayed on the paper. Immediately afterwards, the structure of each part of the castle became more and more distinct, and the picture of every corner gradually became more and more detailed.

Dracula turned his attention to the auditorium on the parchment, and saw the little wizards being led by the prefects of various colleges, with reminiscence of the Halloween banquet on their faces and regret for the early end of the dinner, and they still wanted to rest to the public. room.

In addition, he also saw that Snape was walking towards the restricted corridor on the right hand side of the fourth floor with unrecognizable steps.

On the contrary, Quirrell seemed to be stunned, standing blankly in front of the big pumpkin in the auditorium, without the slightest movement.

Under this kind of comprehensive monitoring, the giant monster that got lost was quickly found by Dracula.

Just when Dracula was about to watch a good show under the live broadcast of the title deed, two sneaky figures caught his attention.

"what?"

Dracula was surprised, and then disappeared in place.

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The picture returns to the previous banquet, Harry was eating a potato with skin on, but Professor Quirrell suddenly rushed into the auditorium, talking about the troll in horror.

Percy, the prefect of Gryffindor, was familiar with this, and led the lion cubs to the Gryffindor common room on the eighth floor, where they were crowded with a group of Hufflepuff badgers.

However, just as they walked up the stairs leading to the eighth floor, Harry suddenly thought of something, his face became very panicked, and he grabbed Ron's arm suddenly.

"I just remembered - Hermione!" he said to Ron.

"What's the matter with her?" Ron froze for a moment, and asked somewhat conflictingly.

Just this morning in a Charms class, Ron was extremely dissatisfied with Hermione's pointing behavior, so he said bad things about her to Harry, and said that she should reflect on why she didn't have any friends.

Coincidentally, Hermione heard the bad things Ron said.

The little witch with strong self-esteem was extremely depressed, and she didn't want others to see her weak emotions, so she didn't show up all afternoon, and she didn't even attend the Halloween banquet.

Just now, Harry suddenly thought of a piece of news he overheard before the start of the Halloween banquet——

At that time, everyone was rushing to the auditorium to attend the Halloween banquet. On the way, Hermione's roommate Parvati Patil told Lavender that Hermione was crying sadly in the girls' bathroom and refused to let others comfort her.

Harry suddenly realized that Hermione was not in the Gryffindor team, maybe he would encounter the troll alone!

"Ron, Hermione doesn't know about the troll yet!" He said anxiously to Ron, "It's our responsibility that she didn't attend the banquet, we can't just sit idly by!"

The red-haired boy bit his lip hard.

"Oh, all right," he said decisively, "but it's best not to let Percy see us."

Having made their decision, Harry and Ron buried themselves in the passing Hufflepuff crowd and walked in the other direction.

They slipped quietly down an empty side hallway and hurried to the girls' bathroom.

Accompanied by the increasingly intense stench, a low grunt and the sound of huge feet dragging on the ground rang in the ears of the two of them.

The next moment, a shocking scene suddenly crashed into the sight of the two of them——

A monster twelve feet tall suddenly appeared from the corner of the corridor!

Its skin was dull and gray as granite, and its huge, clumsy body was like a huge pile of mud, with a small head like a cocoa bean on top.

Its short legs were thick as tree stumps, and underneath were large, flat, calloused feet.A stench like a mixture of stinky socks and public toilets that has never been cleaned emanates from the troll, which is disgusting.

The monster was still holding a thick wooden stick in its hand, and it was dragged on the ground by him, making an ear-piercing and creepy sound.

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The Halloween banquet was over, and the thunderclouds summoned by the weather spell dissipated in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone into the tall windows of Hogwarts Castle.

In the shadows under the moonlight, a brightly colored bat hangs upside down.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but the bat seems to be looking at the scene inside a bathroom with great interest.

Following the line of sight of the bat, one could see the girls' washroom on the first floor, where a fierce battle was taking place.

The troll, provoked by Ron several times, turned his attention away from Hermione and then cornered Ron.

Seeing this scene, Harry's heart skipped a beat and he jumped forward.

Then he put his arms around the troll's neck from behind, and thrust his wand straight into one of the troll's nostrils as he jumped up.

Howling in pain, the troll writhed and swung the club again and again, as if it might throw Harry off at any moment, then grabbed him and gave him a terrible blow with the club!

At this critical moment, the giant monster's violent struggle suddenly froze.

The abrupt stillness caught Harry off guard, and he lost his grip and fell off the troll.

At the corner, Ron held his wand tightly in his hand, staring blankly at the giant monster standing still in place in front of him, at a loss for what to do.

"Mr. Potter, if someone else asks you in the future, please don't say that I taught you Defense Against the Dark Arts. I can't afford to lose that person."

A familiar voice sounded from the bathroom door.

Harry looked towards the place where the sound came from in surprise, and found a tall figure with silver hair and burgundy eyes standing quietly under the moonlight, looking at him with disgust.

"Professor Dracula!!" Harry yelled ecstatically, ignoring the disgusted expression on Dracula's face.

Then, he felt as if all the strength in his body had disappeared, and the courage he had just jumped on the giant monster's back seemed to be fleeting. There was only a moment of fear in his heart, and he fell weakly on the ground.

With a wave of his hand, Dracula swept away the smoky air, and then he took two steps forward and came to the side of the three little wizards.

"Mr. Potter, please recite the content of the first lesson." He looked at Harry who was sitting on the ground indifferently. "When you are faced with a dangerous situation, what is the most appropriate way to deal with it?"

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