Chapter 291 Dracula vs. Dumbledore

Tonight, the little wizards and wizards of Hogwarts spent the entire evening in a trance.

First, I watched a game where no contestants could be seen from the audience, and I could only stare at the hedges around the maze in a daze; finally, I waited until Harry Potter flew out with the Final Four Cup, and the other one returned with him. The Hogwarts Warriors seemed to have lost their breath.

Just as they were crying for Cedric sadly, Professor Dracula, who was a safety guard but had never appeared, suddenly appeared on the field and told them that Cedric was not dead.

However, their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor turned into a vampire and revived Cedric with his first embrace... Then, their principal suddenly broke with the Minister of Magic, and Professor Dracula also involved.

Just when they thought Professor Dracula would join forces with Principal Dumbledore to deal with Fudge, for some reason, the two professors actually started fighting...

This was the first time they had seen a battle between two great wizards, and it might be the only time in their lives.

A powerful wizard like Dumbledore may not be born for hundreds of years. Ever since Voldemort, it seems that no one has been able to stand up to Dumbledore for decades.

Therefore, even though most of the little wizards still haven't figured out why things developed like this, they eagerly began to watch this duel seriously, which is enough to be recorded in the history of magic.

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Under the gazes of the young wizards, Dracula suddenly spread out a pair of broad wings from his back and soared into the air.

The rich dark power was released unbridled, setting off waves of hurricanes on the lawn. The spectators who were still nearby were like duckweeds in the water, being blown away and unable to control which direction they were floating.

Dumbledore looked up at the silver-haired figure hanging in the bright moonlight, his eyes solemn as never before.

He first waved his wand heavily and sent the spectators of the Four Wizard Tournament, Fudge and the Aurors he brought back to the auditorium, leaving enough space on the lawn.

Then he raised an arm high to his side.

The golden red fire flashed, and the phoenix Fawkes appeared in the sky above Dumbledore, soaring around gracefully, and its moving chants spread in the air, as if just listening to it could bring unparalleled courage to people.

When everything was ready on Dumbledore's side, Dracula chuckled in mid-air and suddenly disappeared.

At the same time, the bright moon on the horizon became a full moon in a blink of an eye, and the snowy moonlight suddenly became like an extremely huge spotlight, casting down a dazzling silver glow.

This piece of silver light gathered into a bunch and headed straight towards Dumbledore.

Everything under the radiance seemed to have lost its shape and turned into something as if there was nothing. The green grass on the ground turned into a piece of silver powder and flew away with the hurricane that had not been completely blown away.

Dumbledore's eyes were solemn, he raised his wand above his head and waved it vigorously.

Suddenly, the space he was in turned into a piece of broken jade, scattered into scattered debris. The silver light from the full moon shone on the debris, as if it was shining into another space.

Behind the debris, Dumbledore stood on the lawn unharmed, flicking his sleeves.

The wizards in the audience seemed to be intoxicated in a beautiful and dangerous dream, and it was only then that they suddenly realized that the first confrontation between the two great wizards was over.

This kind of duel is completely different from the duels they are usually familiar with.

In their original understanding, a duel between wizards is two people facing each other, shooting magic spells at each other, and whoever can hit the opponent will win the final victory... There may be some differences in the process, but they are still the same.

However, the duel between Dracula and Dumbledore completely subverted their understanding of wizard duels.

The wizards present had never thought that a duel could be so pleasing to the eye and so brilliant!

Isn't this much better than the semifinals?

The eyes of the audience, especially the little wizards who were still in school, gradually became filled with a strange light.

This powerful and brilliant dueling style is the future for them to learn magic!

Before seeing this duel, some young wizards were still complacent that they had learned a simple stun spell; some felt that the magic world was so comfortable that they would never use a few attack and defense spells in their lives, so they decided to mess with it. ; Some are paddling and fishing all day long, thinking about taking one step at a time...

However, today's duel between the great wizards has completely aroused their desire to learn magic. Even if they cannot change the world like the two professors, they must at least have a unique skill.

On the lawn, the duel between Dumbledore and Dracula continues——

Dracula was so fast that he almost split into four or five clones and surrounded Dumbledore in the middle. Countless crescent-shaped light blades rushed towards him from all directions.

Dumbledore waved his wand, summoning a large red flame, which spun in place into a storm of fire, swallowing up all the light blades.

Next, Dracula's figure disappeared again, and a dazzling snake-shaped lightning fell from the sky, ruthlessly tearing the calm night sky apart, followed by thunder rolling from the sky one after another.

At the same moment, Fawkes flew from high altitude to Dumbledore's side, got into the rapidly burning fire storm, and rose again with the flames, setting off a roaring wind.

The storm carried the scorching fire and turned into a huge fire phoenix, swallowing the snake-shaped lightning that reached the sky and the earth into its mouth.

The flames shattered, the phoenix rose from the ashes, and a crumpled chick flew out of the ashes with fluttering wings and got into Dumbledore's arms.

"Albus, you have indeed reached the same height as Salazar and the others."

Dracula's voice came out from the night sky, containing unconcealable appreciation and joy.

He hadn't had such an enjoyable duel for a long time. He felt that all the muscles and bones in his body were finally relaxed and he could not suppress the joy.

"I am really flattered by this evaluation, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore adjusted his breathing slightly and said slowly, "I am still far from the four founders."

"No, not far at all." Dracula chuckled, "Even in some aspects, you are stronger than them."

Then, Dracula changed the topic, "Unfortunately, the human body still limits you after all - if you were twenty years younger, I might really not be able to break through your blockage. But..."

Dumbledore's face was suddenly startled, and his eyes quickly turned to the side.

He was shocked to find that the magic spell originally arranged to protect Fudge had been broken at some point. Fudge fainted and fell to the ground. There was a small bat lying quietly on Fudge's neck.

"You should thank me, Albus, I didn't take his life." Dracula's figure suddenly appeared next to Dumbledore, "Of course, I don't like killing people, I prefer to keep him interesting. Fun..."

"What did you do to him?" Dumbledore asked with a frown.

"It's just that he reproduced the experiences of the centaurs and mermaid clan leaders of those two tribes back then." Dracula said with a malicious smile.

"I want to see if Mr. Fudge becomes the lowest vampire, whether he can still trust those pure bloods as easily as before, and whether he can still find someone else to take the blame as confidently as before."

After saying that, Dracula laughed.

Without waiting for Dumbledore to respond, he recalled the vampire bat around Fudge's neck and turned away.

"Professor Dracula, please wait a moment!"

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, but finally called Dracula from behind, "I want to know, is the plan you and I made together to fight against Voldemort...still valid?"

"Since I am no longer a professor at Hogwarts, what does this matter have to do with me?" Dracula smiled faintly and waved his hand behind him, "I will leave the rest to you. ”

He took a few steps forward, then suddenly stopped.

"By the way, there's something I should probably let you know." Dracula turned his head and said to Dumbledore, "Albus, there is a bigger enemy behind Voldemort. I suggest you read "Peter the Poet" more often. "A Collection of Bean Stories".

After saying this, which may sound incomprehensible to others, Dracula chuckled softly, glanced at Hogwarts Castle under the night light again, turned around and walked further away.

However, before he could take a few steps, he was stopped again.

"Professor, there is no need for you to leave Hogwarts." Cedric suddenly stood in front of Dracula and said firmly, "I have already heard from my parents that you exposed your identity to save me. ’s…this is not your problem at all!”

"Cedric, you don't have to persuade me." Dracula shook his head slightly, "I exposed my identity on purpose. In fact, I have long been bored with the same teachings."

"But didn't you also say that the fun that happened in Hogwarts is the most concentrated place you have ever seen?" Cedric continued to persuade, "There may be many interesting things happening here in the future that you don't even want to see. For a moment?"

"It's no longer necessary, I find it troublesome." Dracula said, "Not everyone thinks like you, especially those self-righteous parents... Who wants to let their children receive an education from a vampire?"

At this time, Cedric's parents hesitated and walked towards Dracula.

"Professor Dracula, we all support you in continuing to serve as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts." Amos Diggory said.

"That's right, other than you, I can't think of a more suitable person to teach this course." Mrs. Diggory agreed, "There have been too many Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts, and you are the only one who can Four terms in office.”

"I said, this is not a question of suitability." Dracula shook his head and said, "It's me who doesn't want to be this professor anymore."

"But……"

"Stop being stubborn, I've made up my mind to go." Dracula interrupted them and said forcefully.

He walked around the Diggory family and walked forward again.

However, after taking a few steps, two more people blocked his way.

"Professor, have you forgotten our bet?" Fred George said to Dracula with a playful smile.

"We were only in the third grade at the time, and we made a bet in the auditorium that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor would leave after a few months of teaching." George added next to him, "You came over and pressed dozens of Galleons, saying that you can Keep teaching here...do you remember?"

"Yes, Professor." Fred said, "If you just leave like this, you will lose those dozens of galleons to us!"

"That's right, if you can hold back, then we lose." George said, "We just happened to get the winnings from Bagman's last bet, and we are able to repay your bet!"

Dracula glanced at the two of them in surprise.

"It's not easy to seize the gambling money from you two misers." He chuckled.

"Really! So have you changed your mind?" Fred and George asked expectantly.

"No, those dozens of galleons will be used as an investment to open a joke shop for you." Dracula shook his head, "Didn't you say long ago that you wanted to open a joke shop of your own?"

"Professor, you actually remember..." the twins said blankly.

"Of course, what else can I not remember?" Dracula smiled and pushed Fred and George away, then walked towards the gate of the castle, "Okay, don't stop me, you guys think about it carefully It’s time to put some products on the shelves!”

However, Harry, Ron and Hermione also rushed over.

Among them, Harry was even using a crutch to support his injured leg, and Pomfrey was chasing him.

"Professor, do you really want to leave?" Harry asked eagerly, "We need you, Hogwarts needs you... I still have a lot of things to learn!"

"Yes, Professor," Ron nodded and said in agreement, "Hermione just said that if you leave, she will never find anyone who can give her a book borrowing note from the restricted book area as easily as you. Professor!"

Hermione glared at Ron fiercely, but did not refute, just looked at Dracula in front of her hopefully.

"Don't worry, Dumbledore will find a better Defense Against the Dark Arts professor." Dracula smiled and said to the three young wizards, "Professor Flitwick was a duel champion. If you have any questions, you can come to him. He will not I will be stingy in teaching you.”

As he said that, he wanted to get past the three little ones and continue walking towards the door.

But then, more and more little wizards came from the audience and stood in front of Dracula. Hundreds of students gradually gathered together, forming a magnificent river of people.

Their eyes were full of reluctance, and they shouted words of retention in their mouths. Some of the sentimental little witches even cried...

Looking at this scene, Dracula's eyes flashed slightly.

He actually felt a little touched in his cold heart.

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