Chapter Six Professors at Hogwarts
As a magical school with a long history, Hogwarts’ professors are not that easy to be.
Although due to the curse, the job requirements for Defense Against the Dark Arts professors have been reduced over the decades, the most basic tasks such as correcting homework, writing lesson plans, and producing papers still require professors to do it themselves.
However, these simple things that require a lot of repetition are simply boring to Dracula.
So he thought of a way.
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"Are you sure you want to hire Quirrell as your teaching assistant?" Dumbledore asked while comforting the frightened Phoenix Fawkes and helplessly looking at Dracula who suddenly appeared.
In fact, Dracula, who holds the title deed to Hogwarts, basically has all the authority over the castle. The anti-Apparition spells and various defensive spells here have no effect on him at all, so he can roam freely. Every corner of Hogwarts.
This time he apparated to the principal's office and scared Fox who was taking a nap.
Dracula stroked the trembling bird in Dumbledore's arms, and then sat opposite him.
"Of course, I have no interest in doing those boring jobs." He said as he took the blood-flavored lollipop from Dumbledore's hand and put it in his mouth.
"Didn't you plan to agree to Quirrell's application for employment? His teaching ability should be fine."
Dracula was very satisfied with the idea he had just thought of. It not only allowed him to get away from those boring things, but also allowed him to study Quirrell's little secrets at close range. Why not?
Looking at the somewhat arrogant vampire in front of him, Dumbledore rubbed his eyebrows and felt a little headache.
"Actually, to be honest, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts has a good reputation, and basically no serious wizards would be willing to come here to be professors." He explained seriously, "So although I don't know much about Quirrell, He has no teaching ability, but since he is willing to join the job, I naturally welcome him."
“And now that school is about to start, we don’t have the budget to hire an extra teaching assistant.”
"This is all a small problem." Dracula bit off the lollipop and threw it out of the window. "Just give half of my salary to Quirrell."
Dracula, who has accumulated wealth for thousands of years, said very proudly, "You can just write a letter now and ask Quirrell if he is willing to come. As the actual major shareholder of Hogwarts, it shouldn't be too much to hire a teaching assistant, right?" "
Dumbledore had no choice but to pick up a quill, write a letter of appointment as a teaching assistant to Quirrell, and send it to the owl.
Seeing this, Dracula nodded with satisfaction, got up and walked towards the window of the principal's office.
"Wait a moment, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore suddenly stopped him.
Dracula looked back.
"Are you free now?" Dumbledore asked. "The professors have almost arrived. Do you want to go to the auditorium to have a meal and get acquainted?"
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Dracula finally decided to go to the auditorium to meet the professors.
After all, they are colleagues who will work together for a long time in the future. If it causes unpleasantness, it will not be convenient for him to have fun at Hogwarts...
Together with Dumbledore, Dracula went down the automatically rotating staircase from the principal's office on the eighth floor to the fourth floor of the castle, then walked along the corridor to the corner on the other side, and then walked around in a circle and walked down a long stone staircase. .
"Sure enough, it's much easier to jump out of the window." Dracula said boredly after finishing another blood-flavored lollipop.
"Professor Dracula, you need to know that you will be an official professor soon." Dumbledore said in a dumbfounded voice. "As a professor, you must set a good example for your students. If some troublemakers learn from you, Jump out of the window, I'm afraid Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary will blame you."
"Besides, in order to prevent those nosy parents from finding fault with Hogwarts, you'd better hide your vampire characteristics. Nico told me that unlike other vampires, you can do this A little bit.”
"It's really troublesome." Dracula curled his lips.
However, for the sake of the interesting things that were about to happen at Hogwarts, he silently retracted his sharp side teeth.
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After a while, the two finally walked through a wide marble staircase and arrived at the entrance to the Great Hall of Hogwarts.
As soon as he entered the auditorium, a tall, thin black-haired witch wearing an emerald green robe came over and said to Dumbledore seriously:
"Albus, the quality of our school's staff should really be improved. Can you believe it? I was almost hit by a lollipop when I was passing by the entrance courtyard just now, and the students haven't even enrolled yet! "
Dracula's face froze when he heard the complaint from the lively sixty-year-old witch.
He calmly hid the blood-flavored lollipop behind his back and burned it to ashes with a black flame.
"Minerva, I will remind them." Dumbledore suppressed a smile and pointed at Dracula beside him, "This is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Brad De Gula.”
"Professor Dracula, this is the Vice-Principal of Hogwarts, Minerva McGonagall." He introduced the two of them.
Professor McGonagall then turned to look at Dracula.
Seeing his strange and unique face, surprise flashed in her eyes.
But she quickly adjusted her mood, showed a polite smile, and held out her hand to Dracula, "Hello, Professor Dracula."
Dracula also shook her hand politely.
Hearing the commotion here, other professors in the auditorium also ran out and looked curiously at the "warrior" who accepted the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.
Dracula patiently shook hands with these strange Hogwarts professors one by one and said hello.
The professor lineup at Hogwarts is very unique——
Among them are the Head of Ravenclaw, Professor Flitwick, who is not much taller than a house elf; there is the Head of Hufflepuff, Professor Sprout, who wears a thick patched hat and is covered in mud; There is Professor Kettleburn, who has only one arm and half a leg left...
In addition to the strange lineup, these professors always looked at Dracula with a hint of regret and pity. There was even a witch wearing a pair of thick glasses who started to look at Dracula after seeing him. moan and groan:
"Why can't such a handsome man choose to become a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"
Hearing her emotion, the corners of Dracula's mouth twitched.
"How do you feel that coming here to be a professor... was set up by that old guy Nico?"
He thought so.
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