Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

The evening of March 1996, 9.

At the Hogwarts opening dinner, Professor McGonagall, as always, came to the front of the auditorium with a clean and tidy sorting hat and a round stool, ready to start the annual sorting ceremony.

But the chair in the middle of the professor's seat has been empty, and no one has been seen for a long time.

The newly admitted little wizard standing on one side of the auditorium, as well as the students sitting on the four long tables, all looked curiously at the chair dedicated to the headmaster of Hogwarts, not knowing that Dumbledore, who was always on time, Why didn't Lido attend today's sorting ceremony.

"What did Dumbledore do today?" Ron turned to Harry and asked, "I remember he used to come early, saying that he liked to admire the freshness of the new students."

"I don't know." Harry shook his head, "But Dumbledore took me a few days ago to find an old professor out of the mountain... Have you seen the location of the Potions professor? That's Horace Slugger Professor Horne."

"So he is the professor who came to replace Snape?" Ron nodded suddenly, and then said angrily, "I knew Snape was not a good person, thanks to Dumbledore trusting him so much!"

"I just don't know who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is." Harry looked expectantly at the empty chair next to Professor Flitwick, and murmured, "Do you think... will Professor Dracula come back?" ?”

"Probably not..." Ron hesitated, "I heard from my father that Professor Dracula is doing some big things, and Dumbledore seems to be involved, but he doesn't know what he's doing."

"It probably has something to do with Voldemort..." Harry said uncertainly, "I hope their affairs go well."

"You two, be quiet, the sorting ceremony has begun!" Hermione suddenly lowered her voice and reminded them in a low voice.

Only then did the two realize that Professor McGonagall had already held the parchment and called out the name of the first new student.

"..."

It was not until the sorting ceremony was over that Dumbledore finally came to the auditorium.

Before he had time to sit down, he stood in front of the big chair in the center of the professor's seat, and began the routine principal's speech.

"Good evening, everybody!"

Dumbledore smiled kindly, and opened his arms as if to embrace the entire auditorium, saying the same instructions as in previous years:

"Administrator Filch asked me to tell everyone that students are absolutely prohibited from bringing any joke merchandise purchased from Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes this year."

"Students who want to join the college's Quidditch team should report their names to the dean as usual. After Mr. Lee Jordan graduated, we are still looking for a new Quidditch commentator. Those who are interested can also go to the dean Sign up there."

Then, a look of regret that was fake at first glance appeared on his face.

"Unfortunately, our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last year, Professor Dolores Umbridge, will not be able to continue teaching everyone's Defense Against the Dark Arts class this year!"

There were enthusiastic cheers from the audience, and some young wizards threw up their hats excitedly.

Especially Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, the two colleges most targeted by Umbridge, the students in the two colleges were as excited as Weasley fireworks about to explode.

Hogwarts has suffered Umbridge for a long time!

Dumbledore watched this scene with a smile, pressing his hands down.The auditorium gradually fell silent.

Afterwards, Dumbledore's face became a little heavier, and he said slowly:

"Also, Professor Severus Snape...for some reason, he will not continue to be the Potions professor this year. We are delighted to have a new Potions professor this school year —Professor Slughorn!"

Horace Slughorn stood up and bowed to the audience.

His bald head gleamed in the candlelight, and his belly in a waistcoat cast a large shadow on the table.

"Professor Slughorn is a former colleague of mine, and he agreed to resume his old job as a professor of potions." Dumbledore introduced.

Apart from the long table in Slytherin, the students in other houses cheered no less than when they heard the news of Umbridge's departure.

The Ministry of Magic has listed Snape on the wanted list, and all the little wizards know that Snape is now a Death Eater and has completely become Voldemort's lackey.

Any student with a heart of justice would feel disgusted with Snape, not to mention that Snape's reputation at Hogwarts was extremely bad... Only the Slytherin purebloods who admired Voldemort had some regrets, Seems to be trying to become a Death Eater with their Headmaster.

Harry glanced at the long Slytherin table, but he didn't find Malfoy, his always nemesis. He only saw the two huge bodies of Crabbe and Goyle sitting next to Theodore Nott.

It was only then that he remembered that Draco Malfoy had already suspended his studies and hid in a safe house with his father who had taken refuge in Professor Dracula.

Looking at the enthusiastically cheering little wizards, Dumbledore's eyes showed some sadness.

"This year, Slughorn will temporarily serve as the Head of Slytherin House." Dumbledore sighed softly, and continued, "As for the position of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor..."

He looked around the auditorium, "The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is temporarily vacant. A new professor will come to Hogwarts Castle in a week at the latest."

Dumbledore looked at the vacant space next to Professor Flitwick, and his thoughts rarely wandered elsewhere—

If everything goes well, within a few days, Snape's undercover career will be completely over.

At that time, Voldemort's curse on the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts will also dissipate, and Dumbledore will be able to grant Snape's wish to be Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts and let him change positions.

Amidst the noisy discussion, Dumbledore withdrew his thoughts and cleared his throat.

He waited a few seconds to ensure complete silence before continuing:

"Everyone in this Hall knows that Voldemort and his entourage are at it again, and going from strength to strength."

There was a tense, wrenching silence among the students in the Great Hall as Dumbledore spoke.

However, Theodore Nott, Crabbe, Goyle and others didn't look at Dumbledore at all, and they talked about themselves, as if they felt that the headmaster's words were not worth listening to at all.

"I need to emphasize that the current situation is very dangerous, and everyone in Hogwarts needs to be extremely cautious to ensure their own safety." Dumbledore continued to speak without paying attention to the small movements in the audience.

"The castle's magical fortifications have been strengthened during the summer holidays, and we have new and more effective protection, but each of us, teachers and students, must still be vigilant at all times, and we must not take our guard lightly."

He paused, then emphasized: "Especially the first three days after school starts—this is the most impetuous time for all of you."

"I ask you to strictly abide by every safety rule set by the teacher, no matter how annoying those rules may be-especially obey the rule of not getting out of bed after lights out."

"I implore you, whether on or off campus, as soon as you find any abnormal or suspicious situations, you must immediately report to the faculty and staff. I believe you, for the safety of yourself and others, will definitely restrain your behavior!"

Dumbledore's blue eyes swept across all the students, and the serious expression on his face changed back to a faint smile.

"Well, your beds are waiting for you, as warm and comfortable as you want them to be. Your first priority now is to rest well and get ready for class tomorrow."

"So let's say 'good night'!"

……

Three days later, nearly a hundred miles southwest of London, Stonehenge.

The dawn sun is slowly rising from below the verdant horizon, illuminating the endless green plain inch by inch, and the red-orange light drives away the dark blue night from the sky, bringing bright sky light.

In the distance, ant-sized figures appeared one after another at the edge of the boundless grassland.

Although these figures are extremely small compared to the Stonehenge, which can reach tens of feet at most, they gradually converge into a vast ocean, as if they are going to submerge all the boulders.

"Who is it! Who is it!!"

In the magic shield in the middle of Stonehenge, Voldemort yelled furiously at the sleepy subordinates around him.

He just woke up from sleep and realized something was wrong, and tried to apparate to a distance to investigate what happened, but found that the entire range of Stonehenge had been shrouded in the anti-apparition spell.

Obviously, the other party came prepared.

"Why! Why did Dumbledore know about our stronghold?" Voldemort roared impotently and furiously, "Tell me, how many undercover Dumbledores are there among the Death Eaters?!"

The Death Eaters suddenly woke up from their sleep, with bewildered and terrified expressions on their faces.

They didn't understand why the Lord Dark Lord started to get mad early in the morning, and they didn't realize that the danger was approaching until they heard the iconic "bang, bang" sound of Apparition getting closer...

The enemy used the anti-apparition spell to restrict the Death Eaters from escaping, but they could come to the battlefield to support through the corresponding phantom "appearance".

And the Death Eaters couldn't escape, they could only watch helplessly as the encirclement on the plain became thicker and denser...

Voldemort couldn't figure it out.

It was clear that after being backstabbed several times, he used Legilimency to check all his subordinates countless times, and he didn't find any half-hearted Death Eaters at all.

However, he had just driven away a large number of Muggles at Stonehenge, and the well-established stronghold was easily discovered by Dumbledore again.

Voldemort's original plan to gather all his allies in order to raid Hogwarts Castle and catch Dumbledore by surprise - now, this plan has basically failed.

He felt that he was a clown, and his every move was under the surveillance of Dumbledore, but he couldn't find the undercover hidden among the Death Eaters...

"Master, I have checked, and Dumbledore brought a lot of people." Snape strode up to Voldemort and reported to him, "Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, the Order of the Phoenix, the International Federation of Wizards , and even Dracula's vampire clan, Lupine's werewolves, and a giant..."

"I think they probably want to start a decisive battle with us."

Voldemort glanced at Snape with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Fortunately, he also has a capable and reliable subordinate like Severus, who can make people feel at ease when doing things normally.

Since Bellatrix Lestrange and many Death Eaters dispatched in previous operations were captured by the Ministry of Magic, Snape has become Voldemort's most trusted and relied on subordinates.

After all, this Death Eater who had been lurking in Hogwarts for more than ten years had already proved his loyalty by reciting the Killing Curse to Dumbledore himself!And his excellence is obvious to all!

Even the most loyal Death Eaters, not everyone has the courage to attack Dumbledore, the great wizard.

"Command, let everyone prepare for battle!" Voldemort nodded, and said viciously, "The strength we have won is no worse than the people brought by Dumbledore!"

He looked around at the huge boulders crawling on the vast plain, with a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth.

If you don't pay attention, maybe no one will notice.

These big stones crawling on the ground in Stonehenge are undulating from time to time... as if they are breathing!

……

Just as the battle near Stonehenge was about to start, a tall and straight figure with light blond hair appeared on the top of Mount Olympus.

Grindelwald, who had restored his image to a mature man, stood proudly on the misty snow peak, with a wild smile on his mouth, gazing at the magic circle hidden in the fog high in the sky.

There is the entrance to the secret realm established by Andros.

Grindelwald stretched out one hand to straighten his long light-blond hair that was blown by the mountain wind, and in the other hand he was playing with a simple scepter, and the banter on his face was particularly conspicuous.

Suddenly, the mountain wind stopped.

He waved his hand violently, and a powerful spell blasted somewhere in the mist.

The next moment, a six-pointed star magic circle surrounded by circular light appeared at the place where Grindelwald's spell was bombarded, and it kept turning.

Grindelwald tossed the scepter in his hand, and stepped into the magic circle leisurely.

……

While Dumbledore and Grindelwald were in their respective positions, Dracula appeared in the Death Hall of the Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries.

On the pale, slender index finger of his left hand he wore a ring set with a lozenge-shaped black gemstone, and in his right hand held an elder wand with seven raised branches.

Dracula's figure was hidden under an invisibility cloak, and there was no trace of him in the hall of death.

Seeing through the invisibility cloak unhindered, Dracula looked at the lightly swaying dark gray curtain in the stone arch in front of him, with an unprecedented seriousness and seriousness, completely different from his usual indifferent and free-wheeling look.

"There is still half an hour left, Albus, Grindelwald, you two, don't let me down..."

Dracula took out a pocket watch from his pocket, glanced at it, and said softly.

……

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