Since that day, Dracula has not eaten at Hogwarts Hall.

Although Dracula, the oldest living vampire, doesn't have the weaknesses of low-level vampires and is immune to sunlight, silverware, and garlic, he still has an innate dislike for these things.

Fortunately, since 1811, the then Minister of Magic, Grogen Stump, has established a new definition of "human" - goblins, vampires, dominatriks, giants, house-elves, babies, and werewolves in human form are all classified as "human".

As a result, food and drinks for magical creatures such as goblins and vampires have flourished over the past hundred years.

Since Dracula awoke, he has discovered that the wizarding world has a lot of drinks and food for vampires. For example, Duke Honey's blood-flavored lollipops, Florin Fosco's blood-flavored ice cream, and many other blood products.

It was precisely because of these more tasteful foods that he didn't want to go to the auditorium to see Mao Xuewang's dishes......

In the month leading up to the start of school, Dracula threw all the lesson plans and other preparations to Quirrell, the teaching assistant, and he himself wandered all over Britain, looking for all sorts of interesting things.

As for the consciousness of being a professor, Dracula probably won't have it......

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Before you know it, the first of September has arrived.

This is the first day of school at Hogwarts.

The old students jumped out of the Thestrals, bypassed the square teaching area of Hogwarts Castle, and successively arrived at the luxurious Great Hall in the southwest direction.

There are four long, long tables stretched out in the auditorium, and thousands of candles floating in the air above the tables illuminate the auditorium. Four tables are lined with glittering gold plates and goblets. At the top of the auditorium was a long table with the teachers' seats.

"Lee, do you want to make a bet with us?"

At Gryffindor's long table, two identical-looking red-haired boys were leaning side by side, mysteriously talking to the dark-skinned boy next to them.

"Don't bet on anything else, just bet on how long this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor can stay in his position!" One of the red-haired boys, George said with a wink.

"I'm not going to bet with you, you two profiteers!" Lee Jordan, a black boy, turned his head and looked like he didn't want to pay attention to the two.

"Hey! Don't do that, brother! Fred, another red-haired boy, grabbed Jordan by the shoulders and dragged him back. You listen to our conditions first, we bet that the new professor can only last in the post for 6 months! ”

Lee Jordan's eyes widened, his two white eyeballs against the dark skin, like two large light bulbs floating in the air.

"Are you serious?" He exclaimed incredulously. "Then I'll bet, I'll bet for 9 months!"

"You're going to lose, 6 months is such a short time, even if you let a dog go up, you can stay!"

Jordan confidently slapped a gold Galleon on the table.

Fred and George looked at each other, and they both smiled heartily.

They have decided that by six months, if the professor has not been laid off, then they will help the new professor leave!

Just as the two of them had begun to think about how to spend the gold coin they had earned, a slender white hand suddenly reached out and placed a thick stack of gold Galleons next to Jordan's.

Fred, George: "!! ”

The twins dared to swear to Merlin's beard that they had never seen so many Galleons in their lives!

The two turned their heads in shock to look at the owner of the hand, and saw a silver-haired wizard standing behind them, a playful smile on his lips.

"I'm betting 20 Galleons, and the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor won't be laid off."

Hearing Dracula's words, Fred and George were overjoyed.

As we all know, there is no such thing as a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor who is not laid off, just like there is no unhorny man! They won this time!

"It's so happily decided, no repentance!" They said in unison.

The two high-fived each other and jumped up and down in the auditorium, as if the twenty-odd Galleons had already been obtained.

However, as they jumped, Fred and George suddenly noticed that the atmosphere around them had strangely become quiet. Lee Jordan, the black man next to him, kept glaring at them, but because his skin color was so unobtrusive, the two didn't see it at all......

"Ahem!"

A serious cough rang in the twins' ears.

The two of them turned their heads slowly, and saw Professor McGonagall, her lips pursed into a thin line, standing beside them.

"Mr. Weasley, how dare you openly gamble at the opening ceremony, and you still bet on a professor!" Professor McGonagall's cheeks flushed with anger, and her hands clenched into fists, trembling with anger from the two mischievous.

The twins realized that they didn't know when the auditorium was full, only the two of them were still bouncing around as if no one was around.

Only two seats were vacant on the table where the professorship's seat was located, one of which belonged to Vice Chancellor Minerva McGonagall, next to Dumbledore, who was looking at them happily.

Then the other vacant seat goes without saying, it belongs to the silver-haired wizard who just made a bet with them! Now in this situation, anyone with a little brain can see that he is the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor!

George and Fred's eyes widened in shock as they stiffened as they looked at Dracula, who had a playful smile on his lips.

"Teach... Professor, if we say it wasn't intentional, would you believe it? George said weakly.

"We just saw that Lee was a little unhappy and wanted to make him laugh." Fred added with a grin.

Lee Jordan, who was sitting next to him, was still pretending to be a quail when he heard this, and he turned his head sharply and looked at Fred in disbelief.

"Quiet, Weasley!" Professor McGonagall couldn't help but push the two back to the Gryffindor table and said angrily, "Come to my office after the opening party, there's plenty of confinement waiting for you for the next month!" ”

With that, Professor McGonagall left the auditorium without looking back, heading to the entrance courtyard to greet the new students.

Dracula glanced at the two of them with interest, then chuckled and walked to his seat.

"Professor, your Garon is still ...... Whining. ”

Fred also wanted to discuss the matter of the 20 Galleons with Dracula, but was immediately covered by the quick-eyed Lee Jordan, and by the way, he took revenge on him for the indiscriminate dumping of the pot just now.

George then joins the fray, and the three of them become entangled like twisted flowers.

But soon they parted again, and sat upright at the long table.

Because Professor McGonagall is back, and with a group of young freshmen.

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