Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

While several professors were chatting and laughing, a thin wizard walked over with an unrecognizable pace.

He had greasy hair, sallow skin, a large hooked nose, and a long black robe that flowed with his steps.

Even Dracula knew so much about the existence of bats that he almost took him for a big bat when he saw his shape!

"Ah, Severus, you are here." Seeing the person coming, Dumbledore greeted him cheerfully, and introduced to Dracula, "Professor Dracula, this is Professor Snape , Head of Slytherin House."

"Severus, this Professor Dracula is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

When Dumbledore introduced "Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts", Snape's eyes froze for a moment.

Immediately, he raised his deep black eyes to look at Dracula.

"Professor Dracula, right?" He said with a smirk, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth little by little, "Before school starts, I think it is necessary for me to remind you... …Defense Against the Dark Arts is an extremely dangerous subject, I hope you can do it with your ability.”

Dracula felt the strong malice from Snape's words, so he raised his eyes slightly and looked at him.

Two malicious eyes intertwined, as if invisible sparks were ignited.

The wine-red pupils moved slightly, and the deep black eyes suddenly shrank!

Snape took two steps back, looking a little pale.

At this moment, Professor McGonagall took a step forward and stood between the two, blocking the sight of the sword being drawn.

"Severus, get over your temper!" She gave Snape a stern look.

Snape took the opportunity to look away, with a look of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

The professors were all taken aback when they saw his obvious embarrassment.

No matter how bad the dean of Slytherin's reputation was, the professors actually recognized his strength in their hearts.After all, not everyone can become the right-hand man of the Dark Lord by virtue of hard power.

However, such an expert in defense against the dark arts and a master of Legilimency suffered a dark loss in an instant in the confrontation with Dracula on the spiritual level!

Regardless of the stunned professors, the conscientious Vice Principal McGonagall was the first to react and brought Dracula into the auditorium.

"Professor Dracula, ignore Severus," she said. "Severus has always wanted to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but he has not had Albus's permission. Therefore, he is very disrespectful to every successful applicant for this position." None of the wizards have a good face."

Dracula raised his eyebrows, and glanced back at the big bat-like figure.

"Unexpectedly, this position is quite popular." He chuckled.

Professor McGonagall took Dracula to the professor's seat on the high platform of the auditorium, and assigned him a seat far away from Snape, so as to prevent the two from having conflicts again...or, in other words, he was afraid that he had just lost face Snape embarrassed...

"Since everyone is here, let's have dinner!" Dumbledore, who had watched the excitement for a long time, knocked on the plate with a smile on his face.

As his words fell, all kinds of rich dishes emerged from the glittering golden plate.

Dracula glanced at his dinner plate with little interest, then raised his eyebrows in surprise, and turned his head to look at the center of the professor's seat.

"I heard that the duck blood soup and pig's blood sausage in Poland are delicious, and the Maoxuewang in the East is also quite special, so I ordered the house elves to add it to the recipe!" Dumbledore winked at him. Eye.

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After lunch, Dracula met Quirinus Quirrell again in his Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.

"So, are you sure you want to be my teaching assistant?" Dracula said while pouring himself a large glass of cold water, and then drank it in one gulp.

The expression on Quirrell's face struggled a bit, but finally nodded.

"Yes... yes, I'm sure," he stammered.

In fact, Quirrell, or Voldemort, made this decision not very difficult.

One side is my obsession with becoming a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, which is the little dignity left; the other side is the opportunity to get close to the Philosopher's Stone, the hope of resurrection...

So Voldemort decisively abandoned his dignity.

As the saying goes, what is dignity?Can I eat it?

And for Voldemort, what is dignity?Can you give him more power?Can he escape death?

Obviously, it can't.

As a "dog king" who lived in the Albanian forest for 11 years, Voldemort even did not hesitate to live on various small animals to obtain life energy like a parasite.

It wasn't until Quirrell's arrival that he had some ability to do things.

What's more, Voldemort felt a strong dark power in Dracula the first time he saw Dracula, and this power brought him an extremely dangerous feeling.

This is why he immediately ordered Quirrell not to do anything and evacuate immediately.

After Quirrell failed to escape, Voldemort took over his body and barely escaped Dracula's blocking with his own black magic.

During this period, he had a deeper understanding of Dracula's power.

So Voldemort had long given up hope of snatching the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and he had even begun to prepare other plans.

And Dumbledore sent a letter of appointment as a teaching assistant like a timely rain, which made Voldemort pick up his plan to steal the Philosopher's Stone at Hogwarts again.

"That's good, but I have a few requests." Looking at the submissive Quirrell in front of him, Dracula took another sip of cold water and said coldly, "First of all, in the future, the tasks of correcting homework, writing lesson plans, and sorting out papers will all be done. It's yours, I won't do these boring things."

"Okay...okay, no...no problem." Quirrell froze for a moment, then stammered back.

"Second, if I am too lazy to go to class one day, you have to teach the students for me."

Quirrell nodded again.

"As for the last one..." At this point, Dracula put down the water glass in his hand, his face suddenly turned cold, "Finally, let me get rid of this disgusting garlic smell on your body!"

For the smell of garlic that came from Quirrell from time to time, Dracula felt very sick to his stomach.

Not only because the vampire hates garlic, but also because when he smells it, he thinks of the Maoxuewang he just ate.

I really don't know what Dumbledore was thinking, but he would actually think of letting the cold and gloomy vampire eat spicy and hot Maoxuewang!And Dracula actually ate a few mouthfuls because he was curious about this strange thing!

Dracula now feels like he has sunbathed in a warm sun, that feeling is really... indescribable!

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