Chapter 203 Dracula was having fun with himself

Dracula said he had a lot of fun with the duel.

Compared to the previous duel with his future self when he didn't know who the enemy was, this time, the duel with his past self while concealing his identity was a completely different kind of excitement.

Although there are some hardware shortcomings, Dracula uses a random pine wand and cannot use the magic he is best at, so he may be a little different from his past self when fighting head-on.

But he could still remember most of his response processes and methods during the last duel.

Therefore, if we deliberately reduce some spell battles and focus on increasing skills and sensitivity, the game experience of Dracula's duel will be very good.

Especially when looking at his past self, although he is still trying to maintain his high style and strong aura, his inner shock and confusion can be seen from his micro-expressions, which greatly satisfies Dracula's bad taste. !

In fact, the two Draculas, dressed differently, enjoyed it and fought until daybreak before finally stopping.

At this time, the sun had completely risen from behind the distant mountains, hanging high in the sky, casting a fiery red reflection on the surface of the Black Lake.

The sky was exceptionally clear and blue, and it was difficult to see a single cloud.

In the past, Dracula did not buy a large hood from Madam Malkin. He could not help but frown in the sun, and unconsciously raised his hands to cover his forehead.

Dracula, who came back from the future, was wearing a gorgeous red cloak, with not an inch of skin exposed, and the sun couldn't shine on him at all. Compared to the previous Dracula, it was slightly more comfortable.

But after all, we are still under the sun. Even if there are no physical problems, we are still very unhappy mentally.

So Dracula spoke for the first time after arriving at the shore of the Black Lake.

"My time is almost up." He temporarily used the transformation technique to change his voice, and said in a completely different voice than usual.

The fight was over, so it wouldn't be a big problem to speak a little. Even if his true identity was discovered by his past self, it wouldn't affect the situation of the battle.

What's more, with such a short sentence and a completely changed tone, Dracula didn't think his past self could really recognize it.

Sure enough, it took some effort for the Dracula from the past to barely recognize what the Dracula from the past was saying, without guessing his identity at all.

"What does time mean?" asked the past Dracula.

However, Dracula was too lazy to communicate with himself anymore. He had no intention of spending the rare time he had to go back to the past with his past self, so he shook his head casually and apparated away from here.

Of course, he could completely guess or remember that he would make an interception in the past.

So at the last moment before apparating away, Dracula used a strong iron armor spell to block the location where the space fluctuated, blocking the illusory handprint cast by Dracula in the past.

Not only that, in order to prevent the past Dracula from finding himself in the direction of space fluctuations, he conjured up a large group of rabbits with directional magic to perform Apparition near Hogwarts. Completely disrupting the surrounding space.

Therefore, Dracula in the past is nowhere to look for traces of the Hooded Man.

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Dracula in the past had no idea that the strange hooded man in his eyes was himself from the future to the past.

He didn't even expect that the hooded man who attacked the Hogwarts professor on Hogwarts territory did not choose to escape, but arrogantly apparated directly into the interior of Hogwarts Castle.

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Dracula stood in an empty corridor of Hogwarts Castle and took out an old piece of parchment from his pocket. On the parchment, there was an ancient Hogwarts school emblem imprinted on it.

Of course Dracula knew that in less than two minutes, his past self would be taking out the land deeds and searching the entire castle to find traces of the hooded man in his eyes.

So Dracula, who came back, took out the land deed first, secretly used the land deed to give himself an anti-detection authority, and cast an unplottable curse and an avoidance curse on himself.

With the blessing of such several kinds of magic, another land deed will be disturbed to a certain extent, and Dracula's true figure will not be shown on the land deed.

After finishing these things, Dracula exhaled completely and stretched lazily.

Afterwards, he took off his red cloak and appeared openly in the staff's private lounge.

"Good morning, Hagrid." Dracula opened the door to the staff room and greeted a big man sitting on a sofa that was almost as high as the ceiling.

"Oh!" Hagrid was startled by Dracula who suddenly came in. He quickly wiped his bearded face with a dirty handkerchief and stammered a greeting back to Dracula, "Good morning...Good morning, Professor Dracula."

Even though Hagrid had become a staff member of Hogwarts many years ago, he only came to the staff room very rarely.

This is really because, except for halls like the Great Hall of Hogwarts, ordinary rooms cannot accommodate his size.

He is now sitting on the large soft sofa in the lounge. One person occupies the entire sofa space for three people. The cushions of the sofa are deeply sunken, and the legs of the sofa also make overwhelmed "squeaking" sounds from time to time.

Because the height of the sofa was not very high, and the seat cushions were dented, Hagrid could only curl up his legs and get stuck in the gap between the sofa and the coffee table.

Even so, his head was still higher than the nearby bookshelf and only an arm's length from the ceiling.

Dracula looked at Hagrid's body, and then at the door frame where he could hit his forehead if he jumped. He didn't quite understand how this big guy got in...

Hagrid saw Dracula closing the door to the staff room, pursed his lips, and asked hesitantly: "Professor Dracula, you... didn't you go to today's school board meeting?"

He had heard a rumor before that Professor Dracula had beaten up the director of the school board of directors, and now he was telling the truth in the school board of directors, so he wanted to try and seek Dracula's advice. help.

"School board meeting? No one is going to go!" Dracula sat on another single sofa and said with a look of disgust, "A group of people are talking about all these messy things around a table. How can we have anything like this?" What's the meaning?"

Hagrid opened his mouth and his expression became a little strange.

On the one hand, the person Dracula accidentally scolded included Lucius Malfoy, the bad guy who wanted to accuse him, and Hagrid felt relieved; however, on the other hand, Dumbledore, whom Hagrid admired the most, now also I'm having a meeting with the school directors...

"Uh... isn't it appropriate to say this?" He blinked his glasses and said after careful consideration.

"What's inappropriate about this?" Dracula didn't care about it anyway. "What's wrong, Hagrid, why did you suddenly ask about the school board? It seems that the school board has never discussed anything with you. What does it matter, Hagrid?"

"I just..." Hagrid muttered, his thoughts about begging Dracula stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

At this moment, the door to the staff lounge was suddenly pushed open.

Dumbledore, who had white hair and a white beard that could be coiled around his waist, walked in quickly with a serious expression on his face.

"Ah, Principal Dumbledore, is the school board meeting over?" Hagrid immediately stood up from the sofa when he saw Dumbledore, lowered his head and took two steps forward to meet Dumbledore.

He kept his head down because if he straightened his neck, he could easily hit his big head against the ceiling.

"Well, the school board meeting is over, Hagrid." Dumbledore nodded, but he seemed a little absent-minded in response to Hagrid's inquiry, and looked directly at Dracula.

"What was the final...result like?" Hagrid asked uneasily without noticing Dumbledore's gaze, still immersed in his own world.

"You'll be fine, Hagrid." Dumbledore glanced at Dracula a few more times before turning his attention back to Hagrid, "Malfoy can't do anything to you, you still have to protect him. Professor of Magical Creatures."

"Oh, that's good." Hagrid breathed a sigh of relief.

His lung capacity was so large that the air he exhaled was like a gust of wind, blowing Dumbledore's white beard and hair like a fluttering flag.

Dracula watched with interest as the expression on Dumbledore's face turned into helplessness, and then silently smoothed his beard and hair, unable to help but laugh.

Dracula's laughter once again attracted Dumbledore's attention.

"Professor Dracula, I just have something to do with you." Dumbledore looked at him, the helpless expression on his face returned to seriousness, "Let's go to my office together."

"What's so important, can't it be said here?" Dracula asked.

He had just violated the rules of the Ministry of Magic and had a fight with his past self. Now he felt a little guilty and didn't want to follow Dumbledore into the principal's office.

"This matter is very important, Professor Dracula. I must discuss it with you right away." Dumbledore remained unmoved at all.

"Thank you." The door to the faculty lounge was not yet closed. Dumbledore looked at Dracula and pointed out the door.

Seeing his resolute attitude, Dracula shook his head helplessly and walked out of the door first.

Dumbledore was relieved when he saw this, and followed Dracula's footsteps and left the staff room.

Before Dumbledore could close the door here, Hagrid suddenly caught up with him again.

"Principal, then, then... Buckbeak, is Buckbeak okay?" He seemed to have thought of something and asked loudly, "If those cowards can't do anything to other wizards, they might take their anger out on magical animals. , Professor Kettleburn often encounters this kind of thing!"

Although Hagrid may seem silly on the surface, he is dedicated, responsible, and serious when it comes to the animals he loves or the people he cares about.

Dumbledore's expression changed and he sighed softly.

"Hagrid, I have other important things right now. Can we talk about Buckbeak later?" he said softly.

Hagrid's eyes widened and his expression suddenly became blurry.

Dumbledore shook his head, slowly closed the door to the staff room, and then followed Dracula's footsteps.

"Did something happen to Hagrid?" Dracula glanced at the door that had just closed and asked thoughtfully, "I mean, when I first entered the door, I seemed to see him crying."

"Actually, the news about Hagrid has spread." Dumbledore cast a glance at Dracula and said nonchalantly, "It's because you are such a... well, a willful professor, and you still don't know about it until now. this matter."

"Tell me about it?" Dracula asked.

"There was a teaching accident in Hagrid's first class: a hippogriff named Buckbeak attacked the students who were in class. Now the parents of the students have approached Hogwarts and want to expel Hagrid. "Dumbledore introduced.

"Actually, you don't have to say it so euphemistically, it's just Lucius and Draco Malfoy, father and son." Dracula chuckled, "They are the only two who have so many things to do. I have never seen anyone else have so many things. .”

As he said that, Dracula added, "Oh, no, except for those Wes."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly and said: "It is indeed the Malfoy father and son. Draco Malfoy did not observe classroom discipline and offended Buckbeak, so he was attacked; now Lucius Malfoy is trying to Seeking justice for his son.”

"It seems you haven't completely solved this problem yet, Dumbledore." Dracula teased, "How about it, do you need my help?"

"Let's put this matter aside for now. At least I can handle it," Dumbledore said. "But the other matter is not so easy to handle..."

"Do you think so, Professor Dracula?" He looked at Dracula with sharp and profound eyes, and his tone was heavy.

"Oh? Is there anything else that you can't handle?" Dracula's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't notice the warning in the principal's words at all. "Or do you need my help with this matter?"

"I really need your help in this matter, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I don't need you to do other complicated things, as long as you can cooperate."

Dracula shrugged.

According to Dumbledore's tone and expression, he may have discovered the fact that there are two Draculas in Hogwarts Castle at this time... He is now thinking about how he should quibble to have a better chance of success in deceiving the principal. .

Although it seems not very possible to deceive this old principal who is as smart as an old fox...

Unknowingly, the two of them reached the eighth floor of the main tower of Hogwarts and in front of the principal's office.

"Fudge fly," Dumbledore said the office password.

The ugly stone monster guarding the door suddenly came to life, jumped aside, and the wall behind it cracked in half.

Dracula and Dumbledore walked up the spiral staircase behind the stone head together.

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