Chapter 194 Dementors Invasion of Hogwarts

The sky was pale, and the sky in the distance was white and purple, with a few clouds floating in the sky, and a thin twilight gradually rose.

The majestic castle stands under the pale purple sky. At the highest point of the main tower is a row of small towers extending from the middle of the spiers of the upper floors of the main tower. These are the offices of the principal of Hogwarts.

The window of the principal's office was open, and the breeze blew into the room, causing the candles on the candlesticks to sway slightly.

At some point, a figure suddenly appeared by the window, with silver hair fluttering in the breeze like the flames on a candle.

"You seem to know I'm coming, and you actually left a window open?" Dracula looked at Dumbledore, who was sitting behind his desk, looking through documents, and chuckled.

This sounds strange. After all, when others want to receive guests, they always leave a door for them, but for Dracula, it is enough to leave a window to receive him.

Of course, Dumbledore was very used to this kind of rather weird dialogue.

"That's not true, it's just that the weather is nice today, so I opened the window to get some fresh air." He put down the document in his hand, raised his head and joked to Dracula, "Speaking of which, I really left it for you two weeks ago. The window was open all day long, until I caught a cold from the cool night breeze and never saw you, Professor Dracula, as your guest."

Dumbledore shook his head, "So I didn't bother to leave a window for you. It just happened that the weather was nice today, so I suddenly thought of opening the window for a while. I didn't expect you to come at just the right time."

Only then did Dracula realize that it was already two weeks ago that he had gone to "visit" Azkaban.

After he left Azkaban, he walked along the path from the Azkaban island to the mainland of England, hoping to see if he could try his luck to find some traces of Sirius Black. You can capture him back to Black's house and give him to Regulus, and then you can watch an emotional drama between brothers.

Unfortunately, Sirius didn't seem to use magic at all along the way. It was like he just swam back to England by physical swimming, and no trace of magic was found.

Dracula was very depressed, so he went to Azkaban to torture the dementors for a while, and did not return to Hogwarts until the day when the school dinner was about to begin.

"Professor Dracula, tell me the truth, did you go to Azkaban two weeks ago?" Dumbledore asked, crossing his arms and staring closely into Dracula's eyes.

"Hey, you know all this?" Dracula raised his eyebrows casually, "The news came pretty fast."

As he spoke, he casually opened one of Dumbledore's drawers and took out a handful of blood-flavored lollipops and blood pudding.

His movements were extremely skillful, and he had no embarrassment at all about taking other people's things, just as if he was back at his own home.

"It's been two weeks since this happened, Professor Dracula..." Dumbledore's eyes twitched as he watched his treasured candies being blown away by Dracula, "Besides, you don't seem to have any intention of hiding yourself. "

"Two weeks ago, there was a collective protest on the seventh floor of Azkaban Prison, accusing the Ministry of Magic of lax supervision and allowing strangers to enter the cage to torture prisoners. The Death Eaters there seemed to be tortured by the Dementors. light."

"Not only that, they also gave an accurate description of the person who came - long silver hair, handsome face, burgundy eyes... If I can't infer that it's you based on this information, then I, the principal, shouldn't do it. "

Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows and glanced at Dracula helplessly.

"I thought they were all tough-minded people who would rather die than give in. I didn't expect that they couldn't even handle a few dementors. Unfortunately, I was still thinking about finding some other tricks for them." Dracula curled his lips. Obviously very dissatisfied with the performance of those Death Eaters.

"Those are not 'a few' Dementors, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore twitched the corner of his mouth, "On other floors, at most three or four Dementors can enter at the same time to eat, but the seventh floor can be entered at once. Twenty-seven of them! Who can withstand this?"

Dracula shrugged noncommittally.

In fact, he did not expect that his casual instructions to have the dementors pay more attention to the seventh floor would be obeyed so conscientiously, and the task was even exceeded!

"What do the Ministry of Magic think?" Dracula asked casually, "Can they guess that I did this?"

In fact, Dracula doesn't really care what the Ministry of Magic thinks now. Because he had never appeared in the Ministry of Magic's field of vision, few officials knew him as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

In addition, the oral testimony of the prisoners in Azkaban is of little use, so even if he is really suspected, few people will really come to trouble him.

"Fudge refused to admit that Azkaban was secretly infiltrated." Dumbledore introduced succinctly. "He believed that the prisoners were under the influence of dementors and had mental problems at the same time."

"Sure enough," Dracula sneered, "it really fits the style of the current Minister of Magic."

Dumbledore smiled and said nothing.

After Fudge's "efforts" in the past two years to get rid of Dumbledore's influence, even as wise as the old headmaster, it is now difficult to find any reason to clear the name of the Minister of Magic...

"Let's put aside the boring stuff. I'm here mainly to ask you something." Dracula stuffed a piece of blood pudding into his mouth and sat down on the soft sofa in the principal's office.

"What do you think... why did Sirius Black escape from prison this time?" he asked softly.

"How could I know such a thing?" Dumbledore shook his head slightly, "The outside world speculates that he attacked Harry in order to bring Voldemort back."

"But there is a big doubt here," Dracula said. "He has been in Azkaban for more than ten years. Why did he escape from prison during this period? There must be someone behind his escape this time. Exact motive?"

"Maybe Sirius simply couldn't bear the torture of the Dementors over time?" Dumbledore shrugged, with a faint smile on his face.

"Principal Dumbledore!" Dracula emphasized, "I'm seriously discussing a problem with you, and you're actually teasing me here? Do you think I'm a fool like Fudge?"

The smile on Dumbledore's face faded, and his expression gradually became dull.

"Professor Dracula, I don't know where you got the information about Sirius Black, and I don't know where you came to have doubts about his deeds..." He sighed and said softly, " But from the information I know, he is indeed a sinner who betrayed his friends and joined the Death Eaters."

"Tell me about it?" Dracula's expression calmed down and he said softly.

"This matter starts with a prophecy," Dumbledore took off his half-moon glasses from the bridge of his nose and wiped them slowly. "Because of that prophecy, Voldemort chose Harry to be his destined enemy, so I came up with the idea of ​​killing Harry's family in advance..."

Dumbledore's voice was very soft, mixed with a kind of indifferent sadness, as he told this story.

"...In the end, the Potters chose Sirius to be their secret keeper and settled in Godric's Hollow, hoping to escape Voldemort's pursuit."

"You should already know what happened next. On the day they established the secret keeper, the address of the safe house was exposed without any preparation, and Voldemort came to the door that night."

"The ending of the story is that James and Lily were killed, Voldemort turned into a ghost, and Harry survived... After that, Sirius killed one of his best friends, Peter Pedro and twelve Muggle, and then imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years until escaping from Azkaban just over two weeks ago."

After the story was told, Dumbledore finally wiped his glasses, put them on the bridge of his nose again, and looked at Dracula in front of him with his deep blue eyes.

"Is Sirius Black such a worthless person? He shouldn't be..." Dracula frowned.

He couldn't help but think of Sirius's biological brother, Regulus Black.

Even though Regulus went astray under the influence of his parents and joined the Death Eaters, he was able to clearly realize his mistake later and part ways with Voldemort.

He used extremely strong perseverance and action to steal Voldemort's Horcrux. He risked his own life just so that Voldemort would be nothing more than a flesh-and-blood mortal when he met his opponent.

Although Dracula didn't say it with his mouth, he actually admired Regulus' behavior in his heart.

Since Regulus, as his younger brother, can be so brave and so affectionate towards the house elves, then Sirius Black, who has been unwilling to join the corrupt family since he was a child, should be more affectionate, right?

Why would such a person suddenly betray his friends and switch to Voldemort's camp?

"Actually, it's not just you who doesn't believe it. Many of us don't believe that Sirius would betray James." Dumbledore sighed and said a little lonely.

"The precious friendship between James, Sirius, Remus and Peter at that time was a unique sight in Gryffindor. They were inseparable, attending classes together, eating together, playing together, and teasing Severus together. , violated school rules together, and were imprisoned together..."

‘Is there something strange mixed in here? ’ Dracula’s mouth twitched.

Dumbledore continued, "None of us wants to believe that these four people will one day be separated, let alone believe that one of them will betray his best friend."

"But we cannot help but believe the fact, because under the influence of the Red Loyalty Curse, only the secret keeper voluntarily tells the location of the safe house in order for the spell to become ineffective!"

Dracula nodded slightly, and his curiosity about Sirius Black became even stronger.

And the curiosity this time was not only about the novelty of being the first wizard to escape Azkaban, but also the desire to know the truth about that incident.

"Speaking of which, one of the four friends seems to have a very familiar name." Dracula supported his chin with two fingers and murmured thoughtfully, "Remus Lupin, what? Where have you seen this name before?"

"Remus?" Dumbledore glanced at Dracula curiously, "It must be the same name, right? Because of his status, Remus is usually too low-key."

"I originally wanted to give him a position at Hogwarts this year so that he could look after Harry more during the period after Sirius escaped from prison, but I didn't get in touch with him."

Dracula frowned and was about to search his memory when he suddenly felt the sky darken suddenly.

He turned around and looked toward the sky in the distance with a frown.

The pale purple sky had disappeared, and it started raining outside at some point.

The sky outside the window showed the gray color of a dense and sticky lake, and gradually deepened. The distant sky at the end of the black lake had almost become a pure black like ink dye.

"It stands to reason that it's not dark yet, right?" Dracula asked, "And even if it was completely dark, how could such thick clouds suddenly form without even a single star left? "

Dumbledore also looked into the distance, opened his mouth, but stopped talking.

"Professor Dracula, actually over there are...well, there are some employees sent by the Ministry of Magic to check whether Sirius has infiltrated the train where the students are," he explained.

"Employee?" Dracula showed a hint of interest, "What employee is so powerful that he can cause changes in the celestial phenomena?"

As he spoke, he looked towards the distant sky, with light flowing in his wine-red eyes.

The next moment, Dracula's interested expression turned gloomy.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, is this the employee you are talking about?" he asked coldly. He pronounced the word "headmaster" very seriously.

"The order from the Ministry of Magic has been issued, and even as the principal, I have no reason to refute it." Dumbledore spread his hands helplessly, "Don't worry, Professor Dracula, Fudge promised me that those dementors will not disturb the students. of."

"But this is my territory!" Dracula said seriously, "I am not a kind person like you who would be controlled by the Ministry of Magic. There is no way I would allow those disgusting species to invade near Hogwarts! "

After that, without waiting for Dumbledore's reaction, Dracula suddenly stepped on the window frame of the principal's office, jumped into the air lightly, spread his wings, and flew straight to the end of the Black Lake where the dark atmosphere was the strongest.

There was a train trudging along, going slower and slower.

Suddenly, the ground shook, and the Hogwarts Express stopped. All the lights suddenly went out, and everything on the train fell into complete darkness.

Countless monsters wearing tattered cloaks were surrounding, flying toward the train, carrying an extremely frightening aura!

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