Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

As a school of magic with a long history, Hogwarts' professors are not so easy to be.

Although due to the curse, the position requirements of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors have been lowered and lowered for decades, but the most basic tasks such as correcting homework, writing lesson plans, and publishing test papers still need to be done by the professors themselves.

However, these simple things that require a lot of repetition, in Dracula's view, are extremely boring.

So he thought of a way.

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"Are you sure you want to hire Quirrell as your teaching assistant?" Dumbledore asked while comforting the frightened Phoenix Fox, while looking helplessly at Dracula who suddenly appeared.

In fact, Dracula, who holds the Hogwarts title deed, basically has all the authority of the castle, and the anti-apparition spell and various defensive spells here have no effect on him at all, so he can roam freely in the castle. Every corner of Hogwarts.

This time he apparated into the principal's office, scaring Fox who was taking a nap.

Dracula patted the trembling bird in Dumbledore's arms, and then sat opposite him.

"Of course, I'm not interested in doing those boring jobs." He said as he took the blood-flavored lollipop from Dumbledore's hand and put it in his mouth.

"Didn't you plan to agree to Quirrell's entry application? He should have no problem teaching ability."

Dracula was very satisfied with the idea he had just thought of. It would allow him to get away from those boring things and study the little secrets of Quirrell at close range. Why not do it?

Looking at the rather condescending vampire in front of him, Dumbledore rubbed between his brows, feeling a little headache.

"Actually, to be honest, Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts class is famous, and basically no serious wizard would be willing to come here as a professor." He explained seriously, "So although I don't know Quirrell very well, teaching ability, but since he is willing to join the job, I naturally welcome him."

"And now that school is about to start, we don't have the budget to recruit an extra teaching assistant."

"It's all a small problem." Dracula bit off the lollipop, and threw the candy stick out of the window, "Just give Quirrell half of my salary."

Dracula, who has accumulated wealth for thousands of years, said very proudly, "You can just write directly and ask Quirrell if he wants to come. As the actual major shareholder of Hogwarts, it shouldn't be too much to hire a teaching assistant, right? "

Dumbledore had no choice but to pick up the quill, write a letter of appointment for a teaching assistant to Quirrell, and send it to the owl.

Seeing this, Dracula nodded in satisfaction, got up and walked to the window of the principal's office.

"Wait a moment, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore stopped him suddenly.

Dracula turned around.

"Are you free now?" Dumbledore asked. "It just so happens that the professors are almost here. Would you like to go to the auditorium to have a meal and get to know each other?"

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After all, Dracula decided to go to the auditorium to meet the professors.

After all, they are all colleagues who will work together for a long time in the future, and it would be inconvenient for him to have fun at Hogwarts if the trouble is not pleasant...

Together with Dumbledore, Dracula went down the automatically revolving stairs from the principal's office on the eighth floor to the fourth floor of the castle, walked along the corridor to the corner on the other side, and then walked down a long stone step in a circle .

"Sure enough, it's much easier to jump out of the window." Dracula said boringly after eating another blood-flavored lollipop.

"Professor Dracula, you have to know that you will be an official professor soon." Dumbledore said dumbfoundedly, "As a professor, you have to set a good example for your students. If some troublemakers learn from you Jump out of the window, I'm afraid Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary should blame you."

"Besides, you'd better hide your vampire traits so that no fussy parents can find fault with Hogwarts. Nicole told me that unlike other vampires, you can do this." A little."

"It's really troublesome." Dracula curled his lips.

However, for the sake of the upcoming fun at Hogwarts, he silently retracted his sharp side teeth.

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After a while, the two finally arrived at the door of the Hogwarts Great Hall through a spacious marble staircase.

As soon as he entered the auditorium, a tall, thin, black-haired witch in emerald green robes greeted him, and said to Dumbledore with a serious face:

"Albus, the quality of our school's staff really needs to be improved. Can you believe it, I was almost hit by a lollipop stick when I passed the entrance courtyard just now, and the students haven't even entered yet! "

Hearing the complaints of the exuberant 70-year-old witch, Dracula froze.

He quietly hid the blood-scented lollipop behind his back, and burned it to ashes with a black flame.

"Minerva, I will remind them to pay attention." Dumbledore suppressed a smile, and pointed to Dracula beside him, "This is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Brad De Gula."

"Professor Dracula, this is the vice principal of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall." He introduced them.

Professor McGonagall turned to look at Dracula.

Seeing his strange and unique face, surprise flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly adjusted her mood, showed a polite smile, and extended her hand to Dracula, "Hello, Professor Dracula."

Dracula also shook her hand politely.

Hearing the movement here, other professors in the auditorium also ran out one after another, looking curiously at the "warrior" who accepted the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Dracula patiently shook hands with these strange Hogwarts professors one by one.

The lineup of professors at Hogwarts is very distinctive——

Among them is the head of Ravenclaw, Professor Flitwick, who is not much taller than the house-elves; there is the head of Hufflepuff, Professor Sprout, who wears a thick hat full of patches and is covered in mud; There's Professor Kettleburn with only one arm and half a leg left...

In addition to the strange lineup, these professors always looked at Dracula with vague regret and pity in their eyes, and there was even a witch wearing a pair of thick glasses who started to look at Dracula. moan and groan:

"Such a handsome man, why can't he choose to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Hearing her emotion, Dracula's mouth twitched.

"How do you feel, coming here to be a professor...was planned by that old fellow Nico?"

he thought so.

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