Chapter 78: Dracula who can’t do it without an assistant (please subscribe!)

"What's wrong, Ron?"

The little witch with messy hair came over, holding a large pile of parchment in her arms, which were all first-grade Defense Against the Dark Arts homework.

"Hermione, give me a copy of your Transfiguration paper... No, can you 'learn' from it? I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it today..." Ron looked at her helplessly.

"No, I remember you just finished half of it?" Hermione leaned over and looked at Ron's Transfiguration homework.

The parchment in front of Ron was covered with minced chicken, and the saliva mixed in it mixed the ink that had not yet dried into a dark shape.

"Eh - that's disgusting, Ron!" The little witch looked away in disgust, then hugged her Defense Against the Dark Arts homework with her left hand and took out her wand with her right hand.

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"Tergeo!"

The effect of the spell was very obvious, and the debris and saliva on the parchment were swept away.

However, the dark ink stains left on the paper could not be cleaned off.

If Ron dared to hand this assignment to the stern Professor McGonagall, he would probably die without even knowing...

"Hermione, look, my homework is no longer useful." Ron said guiltily, "It's very late now. If you don't lend me your homework, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish it."

"If I can't finish my homework, I won't be able to hand it in. If I can't hand it in, Professor McGonagall will deduct points from me. If I lose points, Gryffindor's chance of winning the House Cup will be reduced... Look, your homework But it plays an extremely crucial role in whether we can win the Academy Cup!"

Ron said a long paragraph in one breath, thinking that what he said made sense, so he confidently looked up at Hermione standing next to him.

"No!" Hermione slammed the thick pile of parchment in front of her on the table, proudly puffed up her chest, revealing the devil wings badge on her chest, "I am a teaching assistant now, and I have to teach Other first-year students must set an example and cannot allow bad students like you to take advantage of others!"

Ron's face immediately fell.

"Harry, you can be fair." He cast his pleading eyes on Harry, who was sitting in the next seat watching the show. "Do you think Hermione should lend us her homework to prepare for Gryffindor House?" To contribute to the cause?”

"Actually, I don't have to borrow Hermione's homework..." Harry seemed to be in a good mood, smiling as he put a diary into his bag, "My homework has been finished, do you want to 'learn' from it?" , Ron?”

"What?!" Ron was shocked and stood up suddenly.

His exclamation was so loud that all the young wizards in the common room turned to him and saluted him.

Harry quickly cast an apologetic look at the students around him, and then pushed Ron into his seat.

"Ron, why are you making so much fuss?" he asked dissatisfied, "Can't I finish my homework by myself?"

"No, buddy, there's something wrong." Ron calmed down a little, but still whispered to Harry in a somewhat unbelievable voice, "I didn't even go to eat, I've been writing a paper on Transfiguration, and I just finished writing Half of it."

"But you ran from the eighth floor to the auditorium on the first floor to have a meal, and then walked up from the first floor. You were delayed for at least almost an hour, right? You can finish your homework just by doing that. It's not like you!"

Two black lines immediately appeared on Harry's face.

"Just tell me whether you want to watch it or not!" he said angrily.

"Look! A fool doesn't look at it!" Ron snatched the parchment from Harry's hand, "Hermione won't lend me her homework, so I can deal with it first with yours."

Ignoring Harry's angry look, he took Harry's Transfiguration paper and started copying it. He also used his own unique "borrowing" techniques, such as changing the order of paragraphs, changing the wording, and switching between active and passive voices. …

However, after "borrowing" one-third of the paper, Ron suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Harry, did you really write this yourself?" He patted Harry's arm, his eyes widened, without any thought of moving away from Harry's Transfiguration paper, "Are you sure this wasn't Are you copying Hermione's work? No, I feel like Hermione's writing is not that good!"

"Yes... I wrote it myself."

Harry glanced at his bag unnaturally.

He didn't tell anyone that he had a magical diary in his bag. This diary can answer any of his questions and solve any problems in his study or life...

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After selecting the teaching assistant who would correct the homework, not long after the time passed, Dracula had a new problem——

He is also responsible for the proposition of the final exam paper...

Hogwarts main tower, in the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Dracula was lying on the sofa bored, holding a brand new Sorting Hat in his hand, throwing it high into the sky, and then catching it casually, passing the boring time.

The Sorting Hat howled dizzily at first, but later it was unclear whether it was knocked unconscious or gave up the struggle completely, and was tossed up and down in the air without saying a word.

"Professor Dracula, you have been lying here all afternoon." Dumbledore finally couldn't stand it anymore. He raised his head from the desk and looked at Dracula on the sofa through his glasses. "There is this guy in a daze. By the time, your Defense Against the Dark Arts test papers have been published a long time ago."

That's right, Dracula came to the principal's office this time just to dump the blame.

The final exam was coming soon, and he wanted to leave the matter of publishing the exam papers to others, while he himself was responsible for enjoying the way the little wizards scratched their heads during the exam.

"I would rather be in a daze here than give them questions..." Dracula casually threw the sorting hat back on its original stool and looked at the ceiling of the principal's office casually, "I have to take care of the study progress as well as It needs to be of a certain degree of difficulty, and it also needs to increase the level of achievement... Anyone who likes to do such a troublesome thing can do it!"

"Don't Professor Snape want to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Let him give me the questions."

"Professor Dracula, Severus only wants to be a teacher. He will not be obligated to help you with questions." Dumbledore said, "I think you can refer to last year's question types and teach based on this school year." Use the past content to make test papers.”

"Why can't I just use last year's questions?" Dracula said lazily.

"The original questions that have been tested in the past can easily be found by young wizards. Many students have done those real questions." Dumbledore shrugged. "This would be unfair to other students who have not done it."

Dracula sighed and slammed his head on the arm of the sofa. The solid gold armrest cracked on the spot.

"No, I must find another assistant! I won't be able to continue without an assistant!"

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