Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

England, Yorkshire, two months ago—

Outside the village of Little Hangleton appeared a very feeble being, worse than a ghost, weaker than the humblest wandering spirit.

This is a remnant of Voldemort's soul.

On the day he stole the Sorcerer's Stone, the soul power that Voldemort spent 11 years accumulating was completely annihilated by Dracula's bloody water prison.Now he can only rely entirely on the existence of the Horcrux to barely guarantee the survival of his soul.

Today, Voldemort's form of existence is like a bubble that is so transparent that it is almost indistinguishable to the naked eye. His facial features are blurred, and he has no hands and feet. It flutters with the cold wind that blows from time to time, and it seems that it may collapse at any time.

He was a little unconscious, but he was still murmuring subconsciously:

"I haven't lost...I haven't lost...I still have other hole cards I haven't used...I will definitely come back..."

While muttering, he worked hard against the wind and drifted towards Little Hangleton in Yorkshire.

In fact, he really wanted to go back to the Albanian forest where he had been for 11 years. At least he was familiar with that place, and there was a viper named Nagini who could accompany him, so that he would not be completely alone. .

But after he used his horcrux diary to restore power, he has discovered a more efficient and faster recovery method.In his heart, he didn't want to wait another 11 years of suffering.

So he chose Little Hangleton, where the Gaunt family's ancestral home was located.

After an unknown amount of time, Voldemort drifted weakly to the edge of a valley on the outskirts of Little Hangleton.

In the dense woods beside the valley, there is a dilapidated shack half hidden in a pile of tangled tree trunks.The jumble of trees growing near the shed blocks all the light and the view of the valley below, giving the building a somewhat eerie atmosphere among the trees.

The walls of the shed were covered with green moss, and so many tiles had fallen from the roof that in some places the rafters could be seen.Unnamed vines grew around it, their tips reaching up to the small, thick, grime-covered windows.

Voldemort's bubble of anticipation and ecstasy blew through the cracks in the grimy glass and floated into the interior of the shed.

The shed was dilapidated, full of rusty pots and pans, moldy furniture, and all kinds of garbage, just like the scene when Voldemort first came here when he was 16 years old.

The dilapidated scene of Gaunt's ancestral home at that time made the young Riddle only disgusted and disappointed with this sad family, and it also gave him a new understanding of the so-called pure-blood supremacists.

But this time when he came back in embarrassment, he was like a lost dog.

He didn't have any thoughts of nostalgia for the past or criticizing this decadent family, and there was only one thing in his mind——

Get back the Horcrux he hid under the floorboards!

The bubbles formed by Voldemort followed the warped and ragged wooden floor, and entered the dark bottom of the floor.

A ring lay quietly in the cracks of the muddy floor.

The ring was gold and set with a large, jet-black stone.The workmanship of the ring does not seem to be very fine, it even looks a bit ugly, and the material of the gold ring seems clumsy and uncoordinated.

The ring's black stone was engraved with a prominent emblem—a triangle containing a circle inside, both bisected by a vertical line.

According to Marvolo Gunter, the name of the emblem is the Peverell Badge.

And if Dumbledore sees this sign, there is a high probability that he will involuntarily say its real name - Deathly Hallows!

However, Voldemort didn't know that this was the legendary Deathly Hallows.

In the past, he only knew that this ring could be used to control corpses and create an army of necromancers, but now he only knows that this ring can bring him a more efficient recovery speed and help him in his resurrection.

After seeing the ring for real, a relieved expression appeared on Voldemort's phantom lake face, and then he quickly threw his whole body into the black stone on the ring.

This Horcrux did not absorb Voldemort's knowledge and personality, so it was not born with its own consciousness like a diary.In addition, Voldemort cast a curse on the Horcrux ring that was completely under his control and was so powerful that it could hurt the wizard.

Under these two conditions, Voldemort was able to forcibly absorb the soul fragments in the Horcruxes back into his own soul, even in his extreme weakness.

A burst of light suddenly shone from beneath the rotting floor—

The already fragile wooden floor was blasted into a piece of dust, and countless fragments of tiles fell down and piled up on the ground.

Then, a phantom figure with an ugly face stood up from the debris.

"My strength is not enough, I still need a real body!" Voldemort murmured hoarsely in a terrifying voice.

The next moment, he instantly appeared in an extremely dark, overgrown cemetery.

To the right of the cemetery there is a tall yew tree, and behind it is the black silhouette of a small church.

On a hillside on the left there is an exquisite old house--the old Riddle house, a very luxurious and bright building, in sharp contrast to the Gaunt's shed.

Voldemort just glanced over there and didn't pay any more attention. After all, the people there had already been killed by him decades ago.

Walking along the path of the cemetery, he looked at the tombstones one by one until he found a well-repaired marble tombstone with a name written on it——

"Tom Riddle".

Voldemort looked at the tombstone with the same name engraved on it, without any sadness or joy in his heart.He had long since abandoned everything that belonged to the name.

He raised his hand and aimed at the graveyard with the black stone on the ring in his hand.

The tomb suddenly cracked open, and a corpse with only bones left floated up from the tomb, drifting towards Voldemort's phantom figure.

Under the action of the resurrection stone, a piece of white light enveloped the corpse, separating all the dirt and dirt attached to the skeleton, gradually removing all impurities, leaving only a complete skeleton that is pure white without a trace of dust.

Then, old Tom Riddle's skeleton accelerated suddenly, crashing straight into Voldemort's illusory figure.

White light radiated from the bones, covering Voldemort's whole body.

After a while, the light slowly dissipated.

A man with a terrifying face appeared in front of the split tomb—

His skin was as white as bone, his body was thin and shriveled, and his eyes were scarlet.The face paler than chalk is like a skull, the bridge of the nose is sunken, and the fingers are unnaturally long and thin, like some deformed spider legs...

Voldemort clenched his fists, feeling the feeling of having a body that he hadn't experienced for a long time, his deformed face was full of intoxication.

"It's wonderful, the feeling of having a body—" He took a deep breath of the stale breath in the cemetery, and whispered to himself.

"The father's bones, donated unintentionally, can make his son regenerate... Oh, this damn old thing is still useful!" Voldemort sneered, unapologetic for digging his biological father's grave, "The next thing is What is left, the flesh of the servant, the blood of the enemy?"

In fact, Voldemort does not have a complete body now.

He just borrowed the power of the resurrection stone that he didn't know in his hand, and used his father's bones as a frame to build a simple but practical body.But the flesh and blood on this body is still not real, but fabricated by magic.

"The servant's meat is easy for me to get. As for the blood of the enemy...it depends on whether my diary can take Potter's blood under the nose of Dracula and Dumbledore."

Thinking of the scene when Dracula completely annihilated his soul source, Voldemort's scarlet eyes shone with hatred.

"Heh, doesn't Dracula like to have fun?" He sneered, "In that case, I might as well make some fun for him first, I hope he can have fun..."

Voldemort put the ring on his middle finger and clenched his fist suddenly.

The next moment, all the tombs in the cemetery were split in two, and skeletons that had been dead for a long time crawled out of the tombs stiffly.Their bodies were rotting, their hair was falling out, their eyes were cloudy, and they gathered towards Voldemort with twisted and strange steps.

A wicked grin appeared on Voldemort's mouth.

Then, a cloud of black smoke covered a group of newly made Inferi, and he apparated out of a dark cave with these Inferi.Inside the cave lay many naked humans, all of them in ragged clothes, covered in mud, with hatred and despair in their eyes.

The sudden visit of Voldemort with a deformed face led a large group of extremely strange infernal corpses, causing these people to show vigilant eyes, and bared their teeth to block him at the entrance of the cave.

"What are you here for? Outsiders are not welcome here!" A leading man who was clearly dressed better than others stepped forward and said in a bad tone.

"boom!"

Voldemort did not see any movement, and the leading man immediately flew up, slammed into the rock above the cave, fell heavily, and passed out.

"Next time you see me, remember to speak well!" Voldemort said coldly.

Many people in rags didn't feel scared when they saw this scene of beating people, as if they had long been used to it.

They huddled together and rushed towards Voldemort, trying to bite and scratch his body with their teeth and long nails.

Voldemort looked cold and waved his wand.

A large area of ​​people at the entrance of the cave was emptied instantly, leaving a wide space for Voldemort and the corpse behind him to walk.

As they went deeper into the cave, there were more and more people inside, but they all looked ferocious and ferocious.They looked at Voldemort and the many Inferi eagerly, as if waiting for an order, they would rush up and bite them to their heart's content.

"Who dares to come here to make trouble?" A tall man came out from the deepest part of the cave aggressively, "Is there anyone in this area who doesn't know whose territory this is?"

The tall man with gray hair and beard had a ferocious expression, and his sharp teeth and long yellow nails on his fingers made him look almost like a beast.

However, when he saw the person coming, he froze in place for an instant, losing the momentum he had just now.

"You...you...you are..." His voice trembled, and then he knelt on the ground on one knee, "Master Dark Lord, you...you are not dead!"

"Long time no see, Fenrir Greyback." Voldemort said coldly, "Is this how you welcome my return?"

"It's because I didn't manage my subordinates well, I made you laugh." Fenrir Greyback lowered his head, his eyes sharpened, and then he jumped to the side of the leader at the beginning.

A bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, he opened his bloody mouth, and suddenly bit the man's neck, directly biting it into two pieces.

"Lord Dark Lord, will this calm your anger?" Greyback raised his blood-stained face from the pool of blood and looked at Voldemort.

"Very well." Voldemort laughed, "Since you are so sensible, I have an important opportunity for you."

"Didn't you always want to subdue a large number of werewolves in Romania? No problem, these ghost corpses will be your most effective subordinates. If you think these are not enough, I have endless ghosts hidden in a cave on the seashore in London." corpse, at your disposal..."

"...My request is that all the werewolves over there must be subdued under your command within two months!"

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Contrary to the scene where Voldemort was, there was a peaceful and joyful atmosphere in Hogwarts Castle.

The tormenting exam week is finally over, and the little wizards have got rid of the trouble of reviewing and worrying about the exam.Besides, the results will not be officially announced until a week later, that is to say, before that, even a little wizard who does badly in the exam will have a whole week of carefree time.

The weather in June is still very hot, but this does not stop the joyful atmosphere in the castle.

By the edge of Black Lake, a giant octopus lay basking in the warm shallow water as the Weasley twins and their roommate, Lee Jordan, fiddled with its tentacles.

"Professor, I haven't seen you go out for a while. Could it be that the test papers are finished?" George scratched the suckers on the tentacles of the big octopus while looking back at a big tree beside the black lake.

It was a very tall Pinus sylvestris. In the scorching summer, it cast a large shade with its lush branches and leaves, covering the silver-haired figure leaning on the trunk in the cool shade.

Dracula leaned quietly against the trunk of the Scotch pine, ignored George's question, and stared at the crystal ball in his hand.

The dark moon in the crystal ball has changed from dim to bright, and now it is quietly rotating in the center of the sphere.

This is the signal from Romania.

When the dark moon becomes bright, it means that the Romanian vampire group has encountered a special situation, but it doesn't matter. Dracula doesn't have to go to support and help.

Only when the dark moon turns into a bright red blood moon, it means that the ethnic group over there has encountered an emergency that they cannot contend with and needs to be rescued by Lord Vampire Earl.

Dracula waited at Hogwarts for a week, until the entire exam week passed, and the moon in the crystal ball showed no signs of turning into a blood moon.This also means that the special situation over there can be handled well.

Or, they just want to see Dracula.

This is actually normal. After all, it has been less than a year since Dracula just sent the crystal ball. to any particularly critical situation.

However, they and Dracula have not seen each other for 100 years, so it is inevitable that they will miss something.

Thinking of this, Dracula sighed lightly.

He doesn't want to go back to Romania.Because he knew that there would be a lot of trouble waiting for him to deal with when he returned to Brown Castle.

As early as the beginning of this school year, he was very curious about the current situation of the Romanian vampire community, and he even questioned Quirrell.

However, for Dracula, it is not complicated to go to Romania to personally understand the information of the vampire community, it is just a matter of using a dark moon to transmit magic.

As for why not, the fundamental reason remains the same, because he does not want to return to Romania.

Seeing the bright dark moon still spinning in the same sphere, Dracula curled his lips and put the crystal ball back into his pocket.

"Professor, can you hear us?"

After returning to his thoughts, Dracula suddenly heard Fred's voice from the shore of the lake.

Dracula looked towards the lake and found that the twins had left the big octopus basking in the sun and ran towards the sylvestris pine where he was.

"What's the matter with you two?" Dracula asked angrily, having a headache when he saw these two guys.

"Professor, since you are free to go out today, you must have finished grading the test papers?" George blinked and looked at him expectantly.

Fred also looked over with piercing eyes, "Yes, Professor, are you sure who can get those three amulets?"

"It's nothing to do with the two of you anyway, what are you expecting?" Dracula raised his eyebrows.

These two people are usually not such ignorant people.

At this time, the twins' roommate, Lee Jordan, ran over panting.

"Professor, I'll report! Fred and George made another bet." Lee Jordan wiped the sweat from his black face and complained, "They bet that Cedric and Hermione Granger can get you to make Amulet, ready to make a fortune."

"Hey, Li, how can you betray us?" The twins looked at Lee Jordan with dissatisfaction, "We agreed to make money together?"

"Are you still ashamed to say that?" Lee Jordan protested loudly, "Last time I promised to share half of the money I made, but what did you do in the end? Regardless of the type, you only give me the money according to the total number of coins, and I share it with you." Half the ones that arrived were copper nuts!"

"..."

Dracula shook his head speechlessly, looking at Fred and George who couldn't be idle at all.

"If you are really too free, come and help me correct the test paper." He opened an umbrella and walked out of the shade, "You are disappointed, I actually didn't intend to correct the test paper by myself at all."

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