Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

At 21 rue Montmorency, in a room with a medieval style and a strong strange atmosphere, Dracula leaned comfortably against the window, shaking the goblet in his hand.

"So, a lot of interesting things have happened during the 100 years of my sleep?" He sipped a sip of the bright red wine, thinking.

"The global wizarding war, the love-hate entanglement of two genius wizards, the interesting magical animal expert and his Muggle friend, the frightening mystery man...Damn! How many interesting things have I missed in the 100 years of sleeping?"

Immediately, he looked at the old man in front of him, and asked angrily:

"Old man, why don't you go wake me up?"

In front of Dracula was an old man with all white hair and wrinkled face. At this time, he was looking helplessly at Dracula leaning against the window.

"You didn't tell me where your coffin is, where can I wake you up?" he said.

Dracula silently glanced at the big crystal ball on the workbench by the window, and couldn't help curling his lips.

"I've known you for hundreds of years, don't I know you yet? I think you're clearly afraid that I'll be in the same league with that Grindelwald!" He drank the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp, and said, "Otherwise your Could it be that the divination ability cannot be displayed?"

At this time, another gray-haired old woman came over, refilled a glass full of blood-red wine for Dracula, and then said with a smile:

"We haven't seen each other for 100 years. It's fine if we haven't been moved to the point of crying. Why did we start arguing as soon as we met?"

"Perenal, you just came to comment." Dracula thanked, and then picked up the glass and said dissatisfiedly, "Do you think this old fellow Nico did it on purpose, causing me to miss it?" So many interesting things."

The old woman Perenal Flamel just smiled and did not comment.

"Okay, okay, I knew you would complain early on, so I found another interesting place for you." Nicole Flamel seemed to know that he was wrong, and said with a smile.

The wine glass that Dracula had just raised was suspended in mid-air, and then he turned to look at him.

"There has been a phenomenon in Hogwarts these years, and I think you will be interested." Nico said, "It is said that the subject of Defense Against the Dark Arts has been cursed by a mysterious person. Stay in the position safe and sound for a full year."

Nico looked at Dracula's expression and teased, "How about it, would the legendary Count Dracula be afraid of such a curse?"

An intriguing smile slowly emerged from the corner of Dracula's mouth.

"interesting."

With a bang, Dracula slapped the goblet containing the bright red wine on the window sill.

Then, he pushed open the window beside him and stepped on the window frame.

"Nico, Perenal, see you next time!" Dracula turned his head to look at the couple who hadn't reacted yet, and smiled happily.

The next moment, he jumped out from the windowsill of Nico's house.

Along with the scattered shadows of bats, Dracula's figure disappeared into the night sky, leaving only the blood-red wine on the window lattice shaking in the glass.

A round of bright moon reflected on the wine is stained with the bright red color of the wine, which is extraordinarily bright...

The LeMay couple stood there in amazement, looking at each other.

"Didn't he even stay for a meal?" Perenal asked dumbfounded.

"Don't you know Dracula yet?" Nico shook his head slightly and sighed, "He has always been like this. If he finds something interesting, he will go and see it no matter what."

"After all, 1000 years is too long and boring..."

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In the silent night, a majestic castle stands in the darkness.

There are many spiers on the castle, the lights of countless windows and the stars in the sky complement each other, and the morning glow gradually rising in the distance adds a ray of purple to the edge of the castle, adding a mysterious and heavy look.

In the brightly lit Hogwarts principal's office, Dracula in a black and red robe quietly appeared by the window, looking at the layout here.

The sluggish Phoenix was startled when he felt his breath, flapped his wings, and landed vigilantly on the shoulder of a white-haired old man in front of the desk.

The old man was tall and thin, wearing a purple wizard robe, his silver-white hair and beard were so long that they could be tucked into the belt of his clothes.

Seeing this uninvited guest, he didn't seem to be surprised at all, but kindly stroked the feathers of Phoenix Fox to calm its nervous emotions.

Then he looked at Dracula, smiled and pointed to a few cups on the table.

"Good morning, Sir Dracula. Nico always mentions you to me." He said as if entertaining a friend. "Tea, juice or coffee?"

Dracula frowned and looked at the drink in front of him, then shook his head slightly.

"No need." He pulled the chair in front of the desk and sat down, and said to the old man, "You are the current headmaster of Hogwarts, Albus Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded.

At the same time, he kept rummaging through the desk drawer, and took out a blood-red lollipop.

"I almost forgot, vampires probably don't like these ordinary drinks very much." Then, he handed the lollipop to Dracula, and said happily, "You can try this! Honeydukes sweets gift pack comes with Maybe you will like the bloody lollipop I gave you?"

Dracula looked at the lollipop that Dumbledore handed over, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Principal Dumbledore, I'm here to discuss something very important with you, please be serious." He resolutely rejected the bloody lollipop, and took out a sheet of writing from his pocket with a serious face. A parchment full of intricate runes.

"This is the title deed of Hogwarts. Back then, Slytherin set a lease for Hogwarts for 1000 years, starting in AD 991, but this year is 1991, exactly 1000 years."

"Mr. Principal, the Hogwarts lease is up!" Dracula's lips curled slightly, "You don't want Hogwarts students to be displaced, do you?"

A moment of astonishment appeared on Dumbledore's face, and he was no longer as calm as before.

He adjusted his glasses, took the parchment and observed it carefully.

From Dumbledore's perspective, he could see the magic fluctuations on the parchment from the same source as the castle, as well as the magic marks left by the four founders, without any possibility of fraud.

Reminiscent of the year Dracula was born and his legendary relationship with Slytherin, Dumbledore had to admit the authenticity of this title deed.

"Sir Dracula, I heard that you and the four founders are very good friends." His face slowed down, and he asked after consideration, "Hogwarts is their painstaking effort, you shouldn't just say take it back Take it back?"

"It depends on your performance." Dracula leaned back on the back of the chair comfortably, and chuckled, "If you can find something interesting for me, maybe I will end this when I am in a good mood." A little bit later in time."

"This is quite simple." Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, and took out a letter of appointment from the table that he had prepared a long time ago, "We have a professorship of Defense Against the Dark Arts here. Because of various unexpected changes, I think Sir Dracula will be of some interest to you."

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