Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

Outside the chaotic Quidditch pitch, the mysterious black-haired boy walked slowly towards the Hogwarts castle.

Suddenly, his eyes moved slightly, as if he felt something.Immediately afterwards, his figure suddenly became transparent and completely disappeared into the air.

The blank diary in his hand fell to the ground without any movement, just like the most common notebook left by a little wizard.

Holding an umbrella, Dracula quietly appeared near the area where the black-haired boy disappeared.

His burgundy pupils glanced around, and when Ruoyou Ruowu passed the diary that fell on the ground, he froze slightly, but found that it was just an ordinary notebook, and then moved away indifferently. Opened the line of sight.

"Strange, there were indeed some different magic fluctuations here just now." Dracula said with some doubts while holding an umbrella.

At this moment, a group of energetic Gryffindor cubs in gold and red uniforms ran over carrying brooms.

They surrounded Harry, who had just made a great contribution, and waved to Dracula excitedly.Two of Harry's friends, Ron and Hermione, also followed the procession.

"Professor, thank you so much this time!" Wood, as the captain of the Quidditch team, was the first to suppress his awe of Dracula, and stepped forward to thank him.

Harry also squeezed out from the middle of the line, looked at Professor Dracula whom he admired, hesitantly didn't know how to speak.

"Professor, you saved Harry's life!" It was his good friend Hermione who spoke first, and she said guiltily, "Because of my misjudgment, I interrupted Professor Snape's counter-curse just now, and almost killed him." Harry got killed. If it wasn't for your bat, I'm afraid I'd be blaming myself forever..."

"Yeah, Professor!" Ron echoed excitedly, "That big bat of yours is so cool! When can you teach it to us in Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"I'm serious, Ron!" Hermione gouged him out.

"Do you all want to learn?" Dracula withdrew his gaze from looking around, and looked at Ron and the little Gryffindor wizards with interest.

The little lions nodded hurriedly.

"Of course, I can teach you." Dracula said.

But before they showed surprise expressions, he smiled maliciously again, "But you have to wait for your Transfiguration, Charms, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Protection of Fantastic Beasts courses to pass the ordinary course." After an 'O (Excellent)' in the Wizarding Level Examination, you have enough ability to learn this magic."

Hearing this sentence, the lion cubs who were looking forward to it suddenly froze.

As freshmen, Harry and Ron looked blankly at the other seniors who were about to cry, not knowing what this "O" stood for.

"You probably don't know what 'O' means." Seeing the blank expressions of the two, Fred moved closer to them...or closer to Harry, and said to him, "Harry, do you know that Percy Right? Look at his stupid posture, just to get a few more 'O's."

"And it may not be possible to get it!" George also added in front of Harry.

Harry couldn't help shivering when he thought of Percy rushing to the library every day after class, with no sign of taking a break.

"Hey! I'm your younger brother!" Ron yelled dissatisfiedly, looking at the backs of the heads of the two brothers who were facing Harry.

The Weasley twins turned their heads and winked at him, without any intention of explaining to him.

Standing under the umbrella, Dracula happily watched their performance of complaining, and deeply felt that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was not in vain, just persecuting the little wizard was very pleasant.

"Okay, congratulations on winning the game." He said perfunctorily, and then walked to his office with an umbrella.

He really doesn't want to bask in the sun anymore!

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After Dracula and the little wizards left one after another, they fell to the ground, and the ordinary-looking blank diary suddenly changed——

Streams of ink drilled out of the diary, gradually condensed into a pitch-black human shape, and then transformed into all the colors on the human body.

A tall boy with dark hair appeared next to the diary, bent down and picked it up.

The boy was very young, never more than sixteen.His outline was indistinct, and there was a strange, misty gleam about him, so strange that it seemed to be looking at him through a window that was foggy.

"It's really uncomfortable to borrow your own Horcrux to show your body." The boy stood up straight while holding the diary.There was a faint hint of sinister prey in his expression.

The next moment, the diary automatically turned without wind, and suddenly it opened to a blank page in the boy's hand.

A few traces of ink were outlined on the white paper, and gradually combined into a sentence——

"You can't just occupy my things like this!"

The font is very beautiful, but it looks a little distorted and messy, with deep dissatisfaction with the boy's behavior.

"Of course I can." The boy smiled darkly, "I am your past, present and future, and what is yours is mine."

"And I am everything to you!"

He forcibly closed the diary in his hand, and walked straight to Hogwarts Castle.

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What happened at the Quidditch match put the Hogwarts professors on their toes.

Professor McGonagall organized a large-scale search, closely inspected all areas of the castle, and conducted a strict investigation of the faculty, hoping to find the wizard who used the breaking spell to eliminate the effect of the slowing spell on her and Snape .

In the professor's lounge, all the faculty and staff have basically been screened. Everyone is an old employee who knows the basics, and there is no obvious problem.And Dracula, who just came to teach, was guaranteed by Dumbledore, leaving only the suspicious Quirrell who was still unwilling to take off his turban.

"Assistant Quirrell, are you really unwilling to take off your turban?" Dracula crossed his legs and leaned on the sofa in the professor's lounge, looking at Quirrell and asked.

Even if it can be confirmed that Quirrell is not the one who put a curse on Harry's broom, Dracula knows that he has a lot of secrets.So taking this opportunity, Dracula was going to reveal part of his secrets.

"Professor D... Dracula, I... I'm really inconvenient to take off the head... the turban." Quirrell stammered.

"Then you are not cooperating with Hogwarts work?" Dracula raised his eyebrows.

"No...it's not like that." Quirrell blushed, looking like he didn't know what to say.

"It's just taking off a turban, but it won't lose your head." Dracula said with a light smile, "Is there something else hidden in your turban?"

Quirrell made an expression of being wronged, gritted his teeth, and resolutely stretched out his hand to the hood.

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