Hogwarts vampire professor

The carriage of the Hogwarts Express has fallen into darkness, even all the lights have been turned off, and there is nothing but black everywhere in sight.

The little wizards suddenly became a mess, and a feeling called panic arose in everyone's heart.

"What happened?" Ron's nervous voice came from behind Harry in a cubicle.

"Ouch!" Hermione screamed in pain, "Ron, you stepped on my foot!"

Harry held on to the wall next to him and groped his way back to his seat, "Do you think... is the train broken?"

"have no idea……"

There was a squeaking, short and harsh sound in his ears, and Harry vaguely saw the unclear black outline of Ronmo Lake in the darkness.

Ron laid his whole face on the window glass, trying his best to wipe out a clean area, trying to find some light from the window.

"There seems to be something moving there," Ron said. "Did someone get off the train? They might be walking out..."

The carriage door suddenly opened, and someone fell painfully into Harry's lap.

"Ah, I'm sorry!" A familiar voice rang, "Do you know what happened? Oops! I'm sorry-"

He knocked on the corner of the table again.

"Slow down, Neville, sit down first." Harry said as he touched Neville's coat in the dark and pulled him up, letting him sit in the empty seat next to him.

"Harry? Is that you? Do you know what happened?" Neville finally found a seat and sat down.

"I don't know..." Before Harry could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by another harsh cry.

"Meow--"

There was a loud meow and a cry of pain at the same time. It turned out that Neville sat on a cat by mistake and was bitten by the cat.

"Crookshanks, how are you? Come to me!" Hermione's voice also came from the darkness.

The cat, a ginger-colored mongrel named Crookshanks, was bought with the money she originally used to buy the owl.

Ron was unhappy with Hermione for buying a cat because he felt the cat was a danger to his pet mouse Scabbers. Banban has been trembling with fear all day recently, and it seems that her physical condition is getting worse.

"Crookshanks, come up." Hermione touched the fluffy cat in the dark and picked it up. "I was going to ask the driver what was going on, but it's too dark here..."

"It's a pity that my wand is in the suitcase and I can't find it now, otherwise I could have used the Wand Lighting Charm. Isn't anyone's wand around?" she asked.

In fact, most little wizards may not be without their wands, but they may be caught off guard by a sudden emergency and forget that they still have magic to rely on.

Harry reached into his pocket and felt his face slightly darkened. He had just put his wand on the table while eating snacks, and now it was difficult to find it in the darkness.

Hermione walked past Harry holding the cat, and he heard the carriage door open again. Hermione should have gone to the cab to ask the driver about the specific situation, as she said.

After the noise, the car gradually became quiet again.

In this weird atmosphere, no one is willing to be the first person to speak and break the silence.

After a moment, there was a dull sound, followed by two weird creaking sounds.

"What is this noise?" Ron asked quietly, turning his face away from the window.

But the surroundings were still dark and he saw nothing.

"Is Ginny here?" Harry asked.

"Is Hermione back again?" Ron also asked.

No one answered, only a gust of cold wind blew in slowly, carrying the smell of decay and decay.

The ominous premonition in Harry's heart became more and more serious.

He suddenly turned to Ron and asked: "Ron, where is your wand?"

He remembered that the reason why Ron had used a year-old wand in the Duel Club was just because the family did not have the extra money to replace the wand. However, after Mr. Wesley won the "Daily Prophet" jackpot, this problem It's already been solved.

Ron's original wand had been replaced, and now it was replaced with a brand new one at Ollivander's Wand Store. He was very fond of this wand and carried it with him all the time.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot about it." Ron said annoyed.

He took out the wand from his pocket and whispered the incantation of the wand lighting charm:

"Lumos."

A faint light appeared at the end of Ron's wand, bringing some light to the dark environment.

Ron raised his wand and looked at the open door of the box. There seemed to be something standing at the door.

"Ah - what the hell!" Ron suddenly screamed.

Harry turned his head to look at the door and suddenly saw a monster wearing a cloak and as tall as the ceiling. Its face is completely hidden under the hood, and its appearance cannot be seen clearly.

Harry's eyes dropped, and what he saw made his stomach tighten:

A hand stretched out from the cloak. This hand glowed shimmeringly. It was gray, thin and scabbed, as if something was dead and had been soaked in water to rot...

The hand was exposed for less than a second. As if the monster under the cloak felt Harry's gaze, the hand suddenly retracted into the folds of the black cloak.

Then, I don't know if it was the strange thing in the mouth under the hood, and took a long breath... The breath was long, slow, and shaky, as if it was trying to suck something other than air from the surroundings.

All the little wizards present felt a chill pass through their bodies. Especially Harry, he felt his breath condensing in his chest.

This chill penetrated his skin, reaching his lungs, and his heart... Harry's eyes immediately rolled up, and he couldn't see anything anymore, completely submerged in the cold breath.

Gradually, there seemed to be a surging sound in Harry's ears, like the rushing of water. He was dragged into the water, and the sound in his ears became louder...

It seems that the world is changing, the scene is pulled from the Scottish highlands to a deep valley, where there is a double-storey house, and there seems to be screams coming from the house... terrible, frightened, pleading screams.

He subconsciously wanted to help the screaming person, no matter who it was, but he couldn't... A thick white fog surrounded him, inside his body... Then, a dazzling green light shined rise……

…

Dracula was flying in mid-air and saw the group of dementors surrounding the Hogwarts Express from a distance. They even got into the carriages to search, and every train carriage was not spared.

His face became extremely cold, his wings flapped, and he shot towards one of the carriages like an arrow off the string.

With a "boom", the top of the carriage suddenly collapsed.

Dracula suddenly landed among the unconscious Harry and many young wizards, blocking the Dementor.

"I haven't come to see you for a few days, and now you're becoming arrogant again?" He looked at the Dementor in front of him and raised the corner of his mouth coldly, "You disgusting species don't have such a long memory. ?"

The happy emotions of the little wizards were really too tempting. The dementors didn't pay attention to the sudden appearance, and were about to continue moving forward to absorb the emotions in the hearts of the little wizards regardless of the obstruction.

But when Dracula's cold voice sounded in the silence, its movements suddenly stopped.

Isn't this ruthless man over there in Azkaban? How come I still meet him after crossing such a long distance? !

Whether it was Dracula's actions to eliminate the Dementors during Halloween last year or the continuous torture of Dementors for fun in the past two weeks, it has cast an extremely serious shadow on the Dementors as a group.

By now, even dementors who have never seen Dracula have heard about such a dementor nemesis from their own kind, and know that when it is time to give in, you have to give in.

Are you still living well now without seeing the Shame of the Dementor who only led Dracula?

If you don't know how to give in, being eliminated directly is not a big deal. If you are chased by the patron saint, unable to eat for a long time, and unable to find the right emotions, it will be too sad for the dementors.

When the dementor in the carriage saw Dracula, he was immediately frightened and trembled all over, trying to leave this dangerous place.

"Did I let you go?" Dracula sneered.

The dementor froze in his movements.

It turned its head stiffly and learned to show respect to Dracula humbly. At the same time, it took back all the auras escaping from the body that might affect its positive emotions, hoping to gain Dracula's subordinates. Show mercy.

Ron and Neville were stunned.

Where have they ever seen such a scene... A monster that appears to be extremely evil, with a dark aura all over its body, and that can swallow people's happy emotions. How come it turned into a bitch when it saw Professor Dracula, and even acted like this? This groveling thing?

"Don't expect that I will spare you." Dracula's tone was still cold, "Since you have come to my territory to run wild, you must be prepared to pay the price."

He raised his hand and waved his wand.

A ray of silver-white light flew out from the wand and penetrated the large hole punched by Dracula on the ceiling, like a bright meteor shooting backwards into the dark night.

When the meteor reached its highest point, it suddenly bloomed, like a dazzling silver-white firework, dispersing the entire dense darkness.

Every spark from the fireworks never went out, but instead fell towards each car of the train, landing on different dementors.

If you look closely, you can see that every tiny spark is a bat, targeting every dementor, and using an extremely tough posture to force the little wizards' happiness back from the dementors.

As a faint glow appeared in the black and sticky sky, the dementors' influence on the young wizards gradually faded.

A star broke through the deep black and hung on the deep curtain of the night sky.

The lights in the carriage also turned on, and gradually, innocent and happy smiles appeared on the faces of the little wizards again.

…

"Harry! Harry! Are you okay?" Harry lay on the ground and felt someone hitting him in the face.

"What...what's wrong?" Harry struggled to open his eyes.

There was a light on above him, and the floor was shaking rhythmically - it seemed that the Hogwarts Express was moving again, and the lights were on again.

He seemed to slide from his seat to the floor. Ron and Hermione were half-kneeling beside him, and he could see Neville and Ginny leaning down, looking at him with concern.

Harry felt very uncomfortable, stretched out his hand to push up his glasses, and felt the fine cold sweat on his face.

Ron and Hermione took both of his arms and helped him back to his seat.

"Are you okay?" Ron asked nervously.

"It's okay," Harry said. At the same time, he subconsciously looked towards the door, but did not find the scary monster before. "What happened just now? That...where did that monster go? Who was screaming just now?"

"No one screamed." Ron said blankly, and touched Harry's forehead to see if he had a fever.

Harry looked around the bright carriage and saw Ginny and Neville looking at him, both looking pale.

"But I did hear screaming..."

"You may be hallucinating, Harry," Hermione said. "It is said that dementors can suck the happiness out of people's hearts, and in more serious cases, they can cause mental problems."

"That was a dementor just now?" he asked in surprise.

"Yes, dementors are the monsters that guard Azkaban." Hermione said, handing him a piece of chocolate, "Eat some chocolate, you may feel better."

Harry took the chocolate and stuffed it into his mouth, and rubbed the back of his head blankly, feeling as if the hallucination he had just had had appeared somewhere before.

"Are you really okay, Harry?" Hermione asked anxiously again, seeing Harry's distracted expression.

"I'm fine...what happened just now?" Harry wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then tugged on his soaked clothes and twisted them, "Well...what did that Dementor do when he came to our carriage just now? ? Also, why did I fall to the ground? "

"I think you were scared or something," Ron said. He still looked a little scared. "You were really scary just now. Your whole body went stiff, you fell down from your seat, and you started twitching..."

"Fortunately, Professor Dracula suddenly came over and blocked the Dementor." Hermione took over the conversation and said, "Look above our heads, well, it's quite obvious..."

Harry raised his head in confusion, and then saw a large hole in the ceiling. The dark sky and a few stars dotted in the sky were clearly visible from the large hole.

"Uh... Professor Dracula just broke open the ceiling and came in?" Harry's eyes couldn't stop twitching, "It's really... very in line with his style."

"That's not all!" Ginny added next to her, "Harry, you will never guess where the dementors who blocked the train have gone..."

"Professor Dracula used a magic spell to string up all the dementors nearby with a large piece of silver thread, twisting them into a big ball, and then cast a spell on a trash can in our carriage. The traceless stretching spell."

"Those dementors should still be doing well in the trash can now!"

Harry: "..."

Really worthy of being Professor Dracula.

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