Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

"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 to jump together this time?"

Dracula, on the other hand, was lying on the soft sofa nonchalantly, with a blood-scented lollipop in his mouth, and stroking the feathers of Phoenix Fawkes with his hands.

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

"Expulsion is not enough, and it will be very 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 justify Minerva... "

"Then punish, I have no objection." Dracula said very considerately.

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

At this moment, Dracula spoke again:

"Then let's settle the rent for Hogwarts Castle. Excluding the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake, the castle and supporting facilities alone will occupy thousands of acres of land. For the sake of being a colleague for a few months I will give you a preferential price, Chenghui 100 million galleons a year."

He held out a hand to Dumbledore.

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

"Ahem, Professor Dracula, I think there is still room for negotiation with Professor McGonagall." He changed a serious expression and said to Dracula, "This is a custom-made product that I have customized based on my status as a senior customer for decades. The blood bonbon, vampires should like it."

"You can have a good taste here, and I will discuss it with Professor McGonagall."

Looking at Dumbledore who hurriedly left the principal's office, Dracula chuckled softly.

He comfortably opened the packaging bag of blood liqueur chocolate, and threw a piece of blood red chocolate into his mouth.

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Before you know it, the Christmas holidays are upon us.

Professor McGonagall has compiled a Christmas detention list.At a certain dinner party before the holiday, she took the parchment with the list on it and checked the registered little wizards one by one near the long table in Gryffindor to see if they were confirmed to stay in school.

Dracula happened to pass by and took a look with interest.

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

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

According to Dracula's judgment, Dumbledore should have told his true identity to the conscientious vice-principal lady.And this impartial and selfless vice-principal couldn't bear the pressure after all, and chose a compromise between the annual rent of 100 million Galleons and turning a blind eye to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

After all, the annual rent of 100 million Galleons is not something everyone can afford.

What's more, compared with many previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, Dracula can only say that the teaching method is somewhat unique, 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?" Professor McGonagall forced himself to ignore Dracula who was watching, and asked the two red-haired twins.

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

"That's right, the abandoned George and Fred can only beg Hogwarts to take them in." George said pitifully.

Professor McGonagall's stern expression almost didn't hold back. He gave the two of them a hard look, then turned around and continued to check the information of other people.

Just after Professor McGonagall left, Dracula came over.

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

Dracula crossed his hands, fingers unconsciously rubbing his collar.An extremely rare look of hesitation appeared on his face.

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

"That's right, Charlie is my parents' real son!" Fred added.

Dracula hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a delicate crystal ball from the pocket that had been cast with the No Trace Stretch Curse.

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

"Well, you guys write a letter to Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley and tell them to do me a favor." Dracula stared at the crystal ball, and slowly handed it to George, "After they arrive in Romania, please go to the local Brown Castle and hand over this crystal ball to the castle guard."

"You can just give it to the guard. There is no accompanying letter?" George asked suspiciously.

"You don't need any letters, you can give it to any guard, they will understand." Dracula shook his head with a light smile, and said to him, "I owe you a favor for this matter, if you need help, please tell me."

"No problem, leave it to us!" The twins were overjoyed and assured, 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 in school during the Christmas holiday and left the auditorium.

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

This little Slytherin wizard was accompanied by two hunky servants who didn't look very smart at first glance, sandwiching him from left to right, making him a very handsome look.

"I really feel sorry for those people," Draco Malfoy said to his two followers, Crabbe and Goyle, as they walked by the Gryffindor table. Watts for Christmas because the family didn't want them."

He looked at Harry as he spoke, while Crabbe and Goyle snickered foolishly.

Harry swallowed down the bowl of pudding and ignored it.But Ron next to him couldn't bear it anymore, and stood up in a jerk.

Fred and George said that no one wants to belong to them is a kind joke, but the Malfoy family, as the deadly enemies of the Weasley family, has a problem with their heirs saying so.

Ron slammed headfirst into Malfoy, tangling up with the two big guys.

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