Chapter 175: Hogwarts is my territory.

"Ah?" Riddle froze on the spot, "This...isn't this appropriate?"

The Death Curse is one of the most dangerous black curses in the history of the wizarding world. A slight carelessness during the demonstration may have fatal consequences.

Because of this, even wizard families who have been immersed in black magic for a long time rarely personally serve as targets when teaching their children to practice the death curse.

Most dark wizard families prefer to use some small animals to demonstrate this most dangerous unforgivable curse.

The little wizard in the audience also heard Dracula's instructions for Riddle to use the death curse on him, and couldn't help but burst into an uproar.

"Professor, don't do this!" a young wizard near the duel stage shouted.

"Don't forget the fate of your previous Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, Professor!" The smarter little wizard chose to persuade from another angle.

Even the dullest little wizards in the auditorium gradually came to their senses, and soon after, more little wizards joined the team that persuaded Professor Dracula not to take risks.

"Professor, this is too dangerous!" Harry had not yet recovered from the fatigue of constantly resisting the Imperius Curse, and stood up despite being sleepy, "It's just a class, you don't need to put yourself in this situation. Dangerous place, right?”

Unlike many other young wizards who were learning about the Unforgivable Curse for the first time, or even if they had learned about it, it was the first time they had seen the Unforgivable Curse, Harry could be said to be an expert on the Death Curse.

In the last school year, he was deceived into learning the Death Curse by Riddle, who only appeared in front of him in the form of a diary for a long time. He even almost lost control of his emotions and used the Death Curse to break the window grille of the Dursley family that imprisoned him. .

Although under Riddle's deliberate management, Harry and Riddle's relationship got back on good terms, he still felt scared every time he thought about how he felt when he almost cast the Death Curse.

This curse can take away people's lives if they are not careful!

However, Dracula on the duel stage didn't care at all about the almost turbulent environment.

He raised his hand indifferently, interrupting the intense emotions of the little wizards.

"Quiet!" His voice reached the ears of every young wizard. "As your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, I still have some sense of propriety."

"Don't worry, if I can't stop this guy Riddle from killing me, I won't have the shame to continue to be your professor. I'll just replace him as the professor!"

Dracula's tone sounded extremely conceited, even arrogant.

Of course, he also has this kind of conceited capital. After all, not everyone has a physique that is almost impossible to die like him, and not everyone has survived for more than a thousand years, during which time he has lived impatiently many times.

Facing the life-killing curse cast by a wizard like Riddle who is far less powerful than Voldemort, Dracula can even catch the curse with his bare hands!

If it weren't for the worry that forcibly accepting the Death Curse would be too shocking and too easy to reveal his identity as a vampire in front of a group of students, plus he also had to teach the young wizards tips on how to deal with the Death Curse, Dracula I'm too lazy to resist this life-killing curse!

"Hurry up, I asked you to come here just to let you cooperate with my lectures. If I tell you to let go, you can let go without worrying about taking responsibility." Dracula looked at Riddle and said impatiently.

"But..." Riddle still hesitated.

"Am I the professor or are you the professor?" Dracula said coldly, "Hurry up and don't hesitate!"

Under Dracula's repeated urging, Riddle finally made up his mind, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his wand.

"Avada Kedavra," he whispered.

A very thin and very dim green light was emitted from the tip of Riddle's wand. It looked like a green light bulb leaking some weak electric sparks, struggling in the air towards Dracula.

Dracula: "..."

He swung his wand and lifted the green spell, which had no sparks yet, to the ground.

The infinitely weakened version of the Death Curse was immediately like a line of soot falling on the ground, extinguished in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.

Riddle's eyes widened as he watched Dracula's operation of the Flying Curse, and the expression on his face perfectly interpreted the word "stunned."

In his understanding, no matter how weak the magic power exerted by the caster in the Death Curse, the characteristics of this most dangerous unforgivable curse will not change at all, and there is still no magic that can resist it.

However, Dracula just moved his wand and flew this weak but genuine life-killing curse aside, annihilating it on the dueling platform.

This is simply unreasonable!

Using a wand to fly away a magic spell is originally an exclusive skill for powerful wizards. Usually, this combat skill is only used when facing wizards who are many times weaker than themselves.

This is because opponents whose magic power is close to the same level will also cast spells of the same level.

Facing a spell of the same level, it is difficult for a wizard to easily resolve its attack. Under normal circumstances, it is better to choose to avoid or use defensive magic to fight.

There are actually two types of combat techniques for flying magic spells:

One is to wrap the variant form of the Iron Armor Curse around your own wand to prevent the opponent's spell from contacting your body and ensure optimal safety;

The other is to use superior magical understanding and sharp reflexes to find the attack path of the opponent's spell at the moment the spell strikes, control it in time with the casting material on the tip of the wand, and instantly control the spell. The curse flies away.

The latter method is much more difficult and dangerous than the former, so most wizards will use the former method in combat.

However, the method used by Dracula is undoubtedly the latter.

Riddle stared dumbfounded at the place where the death curse he cast disappeared, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

At this moment, Dracula became impatient.

"Assistant Riddle, do you dare to tell me that the thing you just cast is a death curse?" He looked at the handsome face opposite him with a half-smile, and his tone was cold, "Be serious when you come to be an assistant, otherwise your salary will be lost. I want to get it."

Riddle, who was just a Horcrux and didn't have any family property, had no other sources of income. He really needed this salary as an assistant coach.

So Riddle finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth, and raised his wand again——

"Avada Kedavra!"

Different from the weak sound he made when he recited the curse last time, this time, Riddle's voice was full of energy, and his eyes were filled with a hint of murderous intention necessary to cast the Death Curse.

A dazzling green light flashed across the duel stage and shot in front of Dracula in an instant.

All the little wizards in the audience were so frightened that they closed their eyes, unable to bear to see Dracula being hit by the killing curse.

"Open your eyes and watch my movements!"

Dracula did not open his mouth, but his voice appeared very suddenly in the ears of every little wizard who closed his eyes, as if faster than the green beam cast by Riddle.

"Look carefully, I won't demonstrate the same response method a second time!"

At the same time, Dracula also raised his gloomy wooden wand——

"Avis."

One after another, birds flew out from the tip of Dracula's wand, like moths to a flame, towards the incoming green beam of light.

Whenever a bird is hit by the Death Curse, it turns into a point of light and dissipates. The green light representing the Death Curse becomes fainter until it disappears completely.

The little wizard in the audience watched this magical scene with wide eyes, and the originally noisy auditorium fell into silence unconsciously.

"Did you see it all?" Dracula withdrew his wand and said to the young wizard present, "This is a more advanced application of transfiguration - the summoning spell. What I just used was the bird summoning spell."

"Although the creatures transformed by the summoning spell are somewhat different from real life, the bodies of these summoned objects still have certain characteristics that real life has. There is a high probability that they can deceive the life-killing spell that is not powerful enough. This will weaken or even completely dissolve this curse." Dracula explained.

Hearing Dracula's comment, Riddle's face stiffened.

The Death Curse, which I was originally very satisfied with, was described as "not strong enough", and it didn't make people happy no matter how much I thought about it.

"Not only the bird summoning spell I just cast, but other types of summoning spells can also be used." Dracula continued.

He looked at Draco Malfoy of Slytherin College, "Mr. Malfoy should be involved in this. The snake summoning spell you once cast in the duel club can also be used to resist the death curse."

As he spoke, Dracula waved his magic wand and casually demonstrated the snake summoning spell to the little wizards.

"The incantation of the snake summoning spell is serpensortia."

A big snake fell to the ground, and before it could react, Dracula used the disappearing spell to lift the spell.

"This is the first way to deal with it," he said to the little wizards.

"Riddle, continue to cast the death curse on me." Then, Dracula waved his hand to Riddle again, "Don't be merciful, you can put a few more, the kind that chase me, so that the students can see It’s more vivid.”

Riddle's face immediately fell.

It was already difficult to overcome the heavy psychological pressure and use the Death Curse on Dracula. Why did he let a few more chase after him... He was afraid that he would not be hit!

"What are you waiting for? Why haven't you taken action yet?" Dracula urged again, "Do you still want the salary?"

Riddle's expression changed again.

‘Well, for wages! ’

He silently made up his mind and waved his wand violently——

A dazzling green beam suddenly shot out. This beam was followed by two other beams that shifted to the left and right directions, faintly blocking Dracula's escape route.

Riddle has given full play to his strength, and the casting of magic seems to have a bit of the flavor of Voldemort at his peak.

Looking at the three death curses almost in no particular order, Dracula nodded with satisfaction.

"Keep your eyes open and watch," he explained, pointing the wand to the ground calmly.

"Deprimo."

As the spell fell, a big hole was blown out of the hard dueling platform.

Dracula fell into the big hole and avoided the attacks of three death curses. Riddle's next death curse followed closely, but it hit the solid duel platform and had no chance of touching Dracula's body.

"This is a magic specially used to change the terrain. Sometimes it is quite practical."

Riddle withdrew his wand, and Dracula then jumped up from the big hole and landed on the dueling platform again.

"Similarly, there are other magics that change the terrain, such as lifting a piece of ground to form a wall to block the attack of the Death Curse."

Dracula waved his wand, and part of the dueling platform rose up, forming a wall.

"It is true that the Death Curse cannot be intercepted by protective magic, but terrain factors are not included in it." He said, "But the premise is that you have not encountered a powerful enough dark wizard——"

Dracula raised his hand and cast a killing curse. This bright and dazzling green lightning was like a blasting curse. It broke through the wall formed on the duel stage in an instant and bombarded the wall of the auditorium from a distance. Only then did he finally lose all power.

"Professor, what should we do when we encounter such a powerful dark wizard?" Fred suddenly raised his hand and asked loudly.

"There should be few dark wizards in the magic world with such powerful power." Dracula glanced at Fred and sneered, "If you are really unlucky and encounter him, I suggest you not to resist and surrender directly."

Listening to Dracula's words, Hermione, standing next to Harry, showed an incredible expression.

"I was totally wrong," she murmured.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked curiously, "There are still things you can say wrong?"

"Not only is it wrong, but it is completely wrong." Hermione stretched out her hands to cover her face, "I used to think that Professor Dracula was a decent wizard, and his black magic would not be better than that of the dark wizard. , now that I think about it, it’s really ridiculous…”

"He is clearly the most powerful dark wizard!" Hermione said loudly.

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On the devastated duel stage, Dracula was still emphasizing the precautions for resisting the death curse.

"Although these little tricks can improve your chances of survival when facing the Death Curse, don't think that if you learn these things, you will be able to face the dark wizard." Dracula glanced at all the young wizards present. Said coldly.

"The prerequisite for being able to use these techniques is that you have enough responsiveness and a fast enough casting speed."

"If you can't stay calm when facing the dark wizard, think of the most appropriate spell-casting technique as quickly as possible, and successfully cast it at the critical moment, then all the knowledge you have learned today will be meaningless! "

"To be honest, under the peaceful environment of the magic world, there is always a great danger lurking. I don't know which day a large number of dark wizards will sweep across the entire magic world... This is why I want to teach you about black magic today. The real purpose of the response method.”

"Compared to successfully using the coping methods I taught you today in front of the dark wizard, I actually hope that all of you will never have the opportunity to use these methods."

"You are my first and only students so far. I sincerely hope that you will encounter less danger and live a good life in the magic world..."

Dracula sighed softly and turned his head to look at the clock hanging on the wall of the auditorium.

"It's getting late. Since this Duel Club session has been delayed for a few minutes and taken up everyone's rest time, all Defense Against the Dark Arts written assignments this week have been cancelled."

"get out of class is over!"

Dracula didn't care what the students thought of this open class on Defense Against the Dark Arts, nor did he pay attention to those students who wanted to ask questions they didn't understand. He didn't even bother to care about the dueling platform that had been transformed beyond recognition...

The moment he finished speaking and announced the end of get out of class, he turned into a few flying bats and disappeared in the center of the auditorium.

…

It was night, and the candles in the Hogwarts principal's office were quite bright.

Dumbledore was sitting behind his desk as always. Judging from his movements, he seemed to be dealing with some documents related to school operations, but his eyes were always wandering.

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At a certain moment, Dumbledore's vision suddenly became focused.

He raised his finger, and the window of the principal's office quietly opened a crack.

The next moment, a silver-haired figure suddenly appeared at the window of the office, leaning against the bookcase by the window, looking at Dumbledore behind the desk.

"You seem to have enjoyed your lecture today, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore looked up at the silver-haired figure with a teasing smile, "How about it, how do you feel about teaching dark magic to students?"

"Don't blame others, Dumbledore." Dracula chuckled, "I didn't teach the students to use dark magic, I just taught them some ways to deal with dark magic."

"I don't mean to blame you," Dumbledore smiled and shook his head, "I'm just a little surprised by the last words you said, Professor Dracula. I feel... it's not quite your style."

"Really? Then tell me what my style is?" Dracula raised his lips.

"After what happened last semester when you gave yourself a day off without authorization, I almost thought I was going to recruit a new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Dumbledore spread his hands, "I thought Hogwarts was no longer here. I can’t keep you, Lord Count…”

"Who would have thought that our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor not only returned to school, he even seemed to have a greater sense of belonging than before he left school. What you just said seems to be from the perspective of a dedicated professor. , no longer regard myself as an outsider.”

Listening to Dumbledore's comments, Dracula fell silent.

"But I'm not an outsider to begin with..." After a moment, he suddenly laughed, "Hogwarts is my territory."

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