"Professor Dracula, Minerva is not happy with you right now."

In the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore looked helplessly at the silver-haired man in front of him.

"I remember being reminded at the beginning of the school year to pay attention to the image of the professor and not to jump out of the window." "But why did you take the little wizard with you this time?" he said. ”

Dracula, on the other hand, was lying on the soft couch nonchalantly, with a blood-smelling lollipop in his mouth and a phoenix Fawkes feather in his hand.

"So, Professor McGonagall wants to fire me?" He glanced over to Dumbledore and asked casually.

"It's not going to be expelled, and we're going to have a hard time recruiting another Defence Against the Dark Arts professor." Dumbledore shook his head, "But if there is no punishment this time, I can't get through Minerva......"

"Then the punishment, I don't have any opinion." Dracula said very considerately.

Dumbledore seemed relieved and took the staff handling notice out of the drawer.

At this moment, Dracula spoke again:

"Then settle the rent for Hogwarts Castle. Excluding the Forbidden Forest and the Black Lake, the castle and supporting facilities alone are also about a thousand acres of land, and for the sake of my colleagues for a few months, I will give you a preferential price, Chenghui one million Galleons a year. ”

He held out a hand to Dumbledore.

The old principal's expression froze. He silently shoved the notice back into the drawer, and then handed over a bag with the Duke of Honey's logo.

"Ahem, Professor Dracula, I think there's room for negotiation with Professor McGonagall." He changed his serious expression and said to Dracula, "This is my blood wine chocolate that I have specially customized as a veteran customer for decades, and the vampire should like it." ”

"You can have a good taste here, and I'll talk to Professor McGonagall about it."

Looking at Dumbledore, who hurriedly left the Headmaster's office, Dracula chuckled.

He comfortably opened the bag of blood wine chocolate and threw a piece of blood-red chocolate into his mouth.

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Before you know it, the Christmas holidays are coming.

Professor McGonagall has compiled a list of those who will stay on campus for Christmas. At a dinner party before the holidays, she took the parchment with the list on it and checked the registered young wizards around the Gryffindor table to see if they had confirmed their stay.

Dracula happened to be passing by and walked over to take a look at it with interest.

At the sight of Dracula, Professor McGonagall's face became a little unnatural.

Ever since Dumbledore had spoken to her, Professor McGonagall had not bothered with Dracula's "unique" teaching style, nor had he mentioned anything about punishment. Her attitude towards Dracula has also changed drastically, and she no longer seems to see him as just an ordinary professor.

According to Dracula's judgment, Dumbledore must have told the conscientious Vice Headmaster of his true identity. And the impartial vice-chancellor couldn't resist the pressure after all, and chose to compromise between the rent of one million Galleons a year and turning a blind eye to the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.

After all, a million Galleons a year is not something anyone can afford.

What's more, compared to many previous Defence Against the Dark Arts professors, Dracula can only be said to have a somewhat unique teaching method at best, and there is really nothing to be picky about in terms of ability.

"Fred Weasley, George Weasley? Are you two sure you want to stay in school too? Professor McGonagall forced herself to ignore Dracula, who was watching from the sidelines, and asked the two red-haired twins.

"Yes, Professor!" Fred replied, "Our parents are going to Romania to visit their second brother Charlie this holiday and have abandoned us!" ”

"That's right, the abandoned George and Fred can only beg Hogwarts to take them in." George said pitifully.

Professor McGonagall's serious expression barely froze, and she glanced at the two of them fiercely, then turned to continue checking the information of the others.

Just as Professor McGonagall was gone, Dracula approached.

"Are your parents going to Romania?" He asked.

Dracula crossed his hands, fingers unconsciously rubbing his collar. There was an extremely rare look of hesitation on his face.

"Yes, Professor." "Our second brother, Charlie, works in the Romanian Fire Dragon Sanctuary. ”

"That's right, Charlie is my parents' own son!" Fred added.

Dracula hesitated for a moment, but finally took out a delicate crystal ball from the pocket where the Traceless Stretch Charm had been cast.

The crystal ball emitted a soft shimmer, and in the center of the blurred sphere seemed to be a dim moon, spinning silently.

"Well, write a letter to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, asking them to do me a favor." Dracula stared at the crystal ball and slowly handed it to George, "When they arrive in Romania, please go to Brown Castle and give this crystal ball to the castle guards." ”

"Just send it to the guards, don't you have a letter attached?" George asked, confused.

"You don't need any letters, just give them to any of the guards, they'll understand." Dracula chuckled and shook his head, and said to him, "I owe you a favor for this, and if there is anything you need help with, you can tell me." ”

"No problem, we'll leave it to us!" The twins were overjoyed and patted their chests and reassured.

At this moment, a fierce quarrel suddenly broke out on the other side of the Gryffindor long table-

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Two minutes earlier, Professor McGonagall had just finished checking the number of people who had stayed on campus for the Christmas break and had left the auditorium.

As soon as Professor McGonagall left, a tall, thin Slytherin wizard with neat platinum blond hair and a pointed chin deliberately walked over to the Gryffindor table.

The little Slytherin wizard was accompanied by two big henchmen who weren't very smart at first glance, sandwiching him between the left and the right, and setting him off in a very imposing appearance.

"I really feel sorry for those people," Draco Malfoy said to his two henchmen, Crabbe and Goyle, walking around the Gryffindor table, "They had to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because the family didn't want them. ”

He looked at Harry as he spoke, and Crabbe and Goyle snickered as they spoke.

Harry swallowed the pudding in the bowl and ignored it. But Ron, who was next to him, couldn't bear it anymore and stood up with a bang.

Fred and George were making fun of themselves when they said they didn't want to belong, but the Malfoys, as the Weasley family's nemesis, was problematic for their heirs to say so.

Ron slammed into Malfoy, then stumbled with the two big guys.

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