Hogwarts vampire professor

"Ah...Teach, teach, teach...Professor?"

Seeing Professor Dracula appear out of nowhere, Harry was shocked and was so frightened that he couldn't speak.

"You, you... why are you here?" he asked stammering.

"Why am I not here?" Dracula smiled playfully and asked casually, "Are you, a little wizard from Gryffindor, only allowed to come to Ravenclaw Tower?"

"I...I didn't mean that, Professor." Harry lowered his head with a red face and stared at his toes, "I just suddenly thought that I knew a third-year classmate who happened to stop by and wanted to ask. I want to ask what you talked about this morning..."

"By the way?" Dracula smiled even more cheerfully.

As if he had discovered something, he looked back and forth between Harry and Qiu Zhang, making them both feel uncomfortable.

After the Defense Against the Dark Arts get out of class in the morning, Dracula had returned to his office bored, thinking about what fun he could find today.

Just when he was about to close the curtains to block the sunlight coming in from the outside, through the transparency of the corridor in the teaching area, he accidentally looked across the lawn in the center of the teaching area and saw a figure running quickly.

The little wizard who was running fast had probably just finished her herbal medicine class, and his robes were still stained with speckled mud prints. He ran from the northeast to the southwest of the teaching area without even having time to take a breath.

Dracula became interested and saw the face of the little wizard through his excellent eyesight-it turned out to be Harry Potter.

So Dracula happily cast a Disillusionment Charm on himself, and quietly walked to the stairs of Ravenclaw Tower ahead of Harry, waiting for Harry to come to the door.

What he didn't expect was that Harry had come all the way to Ravenclaw Tower to find a female classmate, and he actually used asking about the content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course as an excuse to strike up a conversation.

Dracula suddenly became unhappy. How could he allow his course to become an excuse for the young wizard to talk to him?

So Dracula immediately lifted the Disillusionment Curse and appeared in front of Harry and Cho Chang.

"Running from the greenhouse in the northeast of the teaching area all the way to Ravenclaw Tower in the southwest...is this what you think of as a smooth journey?" he said playfully.

Harry blushed even more. He lowered his head and dug his toes into the ground unconsciously, as if he wanted to use his toes to create a crack in the ground and get in.

It was Qiu Zhang who noticed Harry's embarrassment and took the initiative to change the subject.

"Professor Dracula, why did you come to Ravenclaw Tower?" she asked politely, "Maybe I can help you somewhere!"

Dracula glanced at her, then nodded slightly.

"That being said, I really need your help." He thought for a moment, then took out a piece of parchment with large characters written on it from his pocket and handed it to Qiu Zhang, "Excuse me, Zhang, help me put this A piece of parchment posted on the notice board in the Ravenclaw common room."

Qiu Zhang curiously took the parchment from Dracula's hand and looked at the content written on it——

"The Duel Club is about to start! The first meeting of the Duel Club will be held at 6:30 pm on September 7, 1992, inside the Great Hall of Hogwarts Castle. All interested Hogwarts students are welcome to attend ——No college limit, no grade limit, no grade limit.”

"Are you going to open a duel club?" Qiu Zhang asked in surprise.

Hearing her question, Harry poked his head over curiously.

But Harry didn't get very close to her, but maintained a vague distance where he wanted to get closer to her but was embarrassed to get too close.

Moreover, he only glanced at the parchment in Qiu Zhang's hand before his attention was attracted by the long and smooth black hair beside him, and he completely lost the idea of ​​reading the writing on the parchment.

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"That's right, you are welcome to the Duel Club, two top graders in Defense Against the Dark Arts." Dracula chuckled, and took out a piece of parchment with the same content from his pocket and handed it to Harry. Leigh, "Since there is a young Gryffindor wizard here, I don't have to make an extra trip."

"Potter, as I asked just now, could you please put this parchment on the bulletin board in the Gryffindor common room." Dracula said, "Potter?"

"Oh, okay!" Harry was mentioned by Dracula twice before he finally came to his senses and took another piece of parchment with the same words from Dracula's hand.

"Okay, just don't forget your respective tasks. I won't disturb you anymore."

Dracula chuckled and glanced at the two of them, waved his hands casually, turned and walked towards his office.

"Goodbye, Professor!" Qiu Zhang said goodbye to Professor Dracula politely, and then looked at Harry, who was still standing beside him, "Mr. Potter, do you still need me to introduce to you our dark story this morning?" Did you talk about magic defense class?"

"Ah..." Harry was looking at Qiu Zhang's profile seriously, but her sudden look here startled him.

Harry quickly turned his head to the other side, not daring to look into Qiu Zhang's eyes.

"...Thank you so much!" He said quietly.

Qiu Zhang glanced at Harry's clumsy behavior, and the corners of his mouth moved, as if he couldn't help laughing. But she still held back her laughter and told Harry the contents of the morning class seriously.

Harry nodded repeatedly, but he was actually absent-minded and didn't listen much at all.

Until he suddenly returned to the Gryffindor common room, Harry was still thinking about Qiu Zhang's voice and her expressions when she frowned and smiled. She looked silly, and she showed a naive expression from time to time. A silly smile.

"Hey, buddy, are you lost?" A hand waved in front of Harry's eyes.

Harry didn't react at all, still grinning.

"Hey!" Ron patted Harry's shoulder hard, waking him up.

"Ah, who?" Harry opened his eyes wide as if he had just woken up from a dream, and looked at the red-haired, freckled face in front of him, "Oh, Ron, you scared me!"

"I've been calling you for a long time, Harry!" Ron said dissatisfiedly, "If I don't wake you up like this, I don't know when I will be able to wake you up."

"Yes, Harry, the food we brought you is almost cold!" Hermione echoed, looking at Harry worriedly, "What happened when you went to ask Professor Dracula what he was teaching? Why do you act like a fool when you come back?"

"Could it be that the content of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is even more exaggerated and you are scared out of your wits?" Ron guessed with a worried look on his face.

"No, it's nothing, Ron." Harry quickly shook his head, "I have already asked about the content of Professor Dracula's lecture in the morning class of the third grade. He mainly talked about..."

Ron and Hermione looked at him expectantly.

"...It's over, I forgot about it." As soon as Harry recalled the experience he just had, his mind was immediately filled with Qiu Zhang's face, and he couldn't remember even a little bit of the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson.

"Forgot?!" Ron looked at him in disbelief, "So what did you do when you packed up your things and ran back to the castle after class?"

"Relax, Ron." Harry smiled awkwardly and said weakly, "Professor Dracula shouldn't have another perverted practical training class. I think she is in very good condition. It's not like that at all. I just finished a practical training class with Professor Dracula."

"She?" Hermione caught the key words in Harry's words very keenly and looked at him directly, "So the Ravenclaw student you know is not a senior, but a senior?"

"She?" Ron also reacted and jumped up suddenly, "I knew it! Why are you so diligent today!"

Harry realized that he had said the wrong thing and quickly covered his mouth.

"Tell me a little bit about your situation, Harry!" Hermione looked excited and her eyes were bright. "Even if you don't tell me, there shouldn't be many third-year girls in Ravenclaw. It's easy. Find out who it is!"

She clasped her fingers and began to think about the Ravenclaw girls she had met in the library, wondering who had aroused Harry's interest.

"I can't believe that Harry has already begun to think about finding a partner at this age." Ron murmured to himself, "I don't know what Ginny will think when she learns about this. She admires Harry the most. That’s it.”

Seeing the expressions of excitement or gossip on their faces, Harry blushed.

Seeing that the topic was about to reach an unmanageable point, in a panic, he suddenly saw a piece of parchment folded in his hand.

"Wait a minute, I just remembered that there is something important that I haven't done yet!" Harry seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. He took the parchment and rushed to the bulletin board in the Gryffindor common room, and escaped from Harry. Min and Ron's gossip scene.

He carefully taped the parchment to the bulletin board, moving very slowly, just to return to Ron and Hermione later.

Harry's slow movements finally attracted the attention of the two of them. They put aside Harry's relationship issues and came closer curiously.

"Dueling club?" Hermione looked at the paper Harry posted on the bulletin board and looked at him suspiciously, "Harry, are you going to organize a dueling club?"

"As your friend, I think I need to advise you - Harry, you can't think that you can open a club just because you got first place in the Defense Against the Dark Arts final exam!" she said seriously .

"It's not me, it's Professor Dracula." Harry corrected, "I met Professor Dracula by chance over at Ravenclaw Tower, and he asked me to help paste this parchment here."

"Duel Club? Wow, it sounds interesting!" Ron looked at the big words on the parchment and immediately became excited, as if a bunch of stars appeared in his eyes, "Let's join this club together, Harry!"

Harry was about to nod in agreement, but Hermione suddenly interrupted them seriously.

"Wait a minute!" She carefully studied the parchment all over the notice board, her expression became very solemn, "Look at the last line of words, don't you think it looks familiar?"

Ron and Harry turned their heads blankly and looked at the last line of the parchment——

"No restrictions on colleges, no restrictions on grades, no restrictions on grades?" Ron read it out, "What's wrong, Hermione, isn't this very beneficial to us? Otherwise, for a club with a practical nature like this, it must be Students from lower grades will not be allowed to participate!”

Harry also nodded doubtfully, feeling that what Ron said was completely correct.

"So you also know that it is a practical club, Ron?" Hermione curled her lips.

She looked at Ron and Harry depressedly, as if wondering how these two people's heads were so long and why they were so ineffective.

"When you see these conditions, don't you think they look familiar at all?" Hermione poked the last line of the parchment with her finger, "Have you two forgotten? When Professor Dracula accepted the sixth grade improvement class What are the conditions for being a student?”

"Professor Dracula is even willing to accept students with a 'T (extremely poor)' grade, just to let everyone experience his perverted practical training class as much as possible!"

"Hiss—" Ron took a breath, "That seems to make sense! I wonder how there is such a club with no restrictions at all. It turns out that Professor Dracula trained devils from black The Magic Defense class has been moved to an extracurricular club!"

"Is this what Professor Dracula thinks?" Harry couldn't help but shuddered as he thought of Dracula's half-smiling expression when he handed him the parchment. "Then...are we still going to join the dueling club?"

Ron struggled with his eyes and began to circle in front of the bulletin board.

Finally, just when Ron was about to knock Harry out, he gritted his teeth and looked at Harry with a look of death——

"But that's a duel, Harry!" Ron grabbed Harry's shoulders and said in a dry voice, "A duel is the most sacred duel between wizards. If I miss this opportunity, I will regret it for the rest of my life!"

"I have decided that I must go to the first club party. If I can't persist, I will quit at the second party!"

Harry looked at Ron's firm but slightly timid expression and turned to look at Hermione.

"Hermione, are you going to attend?" he asked.

Hermione glanced at Harry and Ron out of the corner of her eye, her expression seemed a little disappointed.

"Of course I'm going!" She raised her head and said matter-of-factly, "I also want to get first place in all subjects!"

It turned out that what Hermione had just said was to induce Harry not to join Professor Dracula's dueling club, so that she could further improve her Defense Against the Dark Arts scores under the devil's training, and surpass Harry to get the first grade. one.

"Okay, then let's go together!" Harry laughed.

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