"Instead?" Riddle's eyes widened, "What does that mean?!"

"It's also Voldemort's incomplete soul fragments, he can be completely resurrected through the bones of his father, the blood of his enemies, and the flesh of his servants, so there is no reason why you can't use this to obtain a body!" Dracula smiled wickedly, a glint in his eyes flickering from time to time.

Riddle looked at Dracula's evil expression and was a little shocked for a moment. But at the same time, he burned with a burning desire to obtain a true body in place of his main soul.

If there really comes a day, he will no longer need to exist as a lowly Horcrux, but can truly become a "wizard"!

"Can I really?"

After a moment of silence, Riddle finally made up his mind and asked.

"Whether you can or not, it's always okay to try, right?" Dracula raised his glass again, shaking it gently, "Since Voldemort has chosen to split his own soul, he must also be prepared to be consumed by his own soul."

"Dividing your soul into many parts, how much power can Voldemort's main soul leave behind?" Dracula took a sip of the bright red liquor and muttered to himself.

"So what do you need me to do?" Riddle asked.

"Don't worry, it's still a short time before Halloween." Dracula chuckled, "Before I do this, I need your help with something."

Riddle gave him an inquiring expression.

"Do you know how to write and mark homework?" In Riddle's stunned expression, Dracula asked.

……

In Defence Against the Dark Arts class the next day, Dracula had a new teaching assistant by his side.

The young wizards all looked at the new young and handsome teaching assistant with curious expressions. They were all speculating about how such a wizard, who looked to be about sixteen years old, could become a teaching assistant in the Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

The other junior wizards were a little better, after all, they didn't look as old as Riddle in the first place, and there was nothing to say about it.

But in the sixth grade's Defence Against the Dark Arts improvement class, Riddle's sixteen-year-old face was clearly on par with the age of the young wizards in the audience, and it would certainly make some people unconvinced that such a person would be in charge of their daily work in the future.

Marcus Flint of Slytherin was dissatisfied with the fact that a man about his age had become an assistant teacher, and stood up on the spot and questioned it.

"Professor Dracula, I don't think a man like this who has studied magic for a few years is suitable to be our teaching assistant." He said loudly.

Dracula looked at the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team with interest, and smiled to himself.

He was a little impressed with this student, because he was the only one who received a very poor "T" rating in last year's Defence Against the Dark Arts ordinary wizard level exam, and he was the only "T" in the Defence Against the Dark Arts exam in recent years.

Dracula couldn't understand how such a scumbag had the audacity to question the Dark Lord's Horcruxes.

"So you have any other ideas, Mr. Flint?" He asked with a smirk.

….

Looking at Professor Dracula's expression on the stage, Flint secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He had already begun to retreat, but just then, another Slytherin student next to him whispered to him, "Marcus, have you forgotten our purpose? We can't recruit TAs for Defence Against the Dark Arts, do you really want to do your homework?!"

That's right, the reason why Flint and his classmates questioned Riddle who became a teaching assistant was actually unconvinced was only one of the trivial reasons-

One of the most important reasons is that I don't want to do my homework!

After a year of getting along, the students have already figured out Dracula's character, and before recruiting teaching assistants, he is too lazy to correct homework, and there is a high probability that he will not even assign homework directly!

Even before the end of last semester, Professor Dracula was only reluctant at Professor McGonagall's strict requirements

It was difficult for him to find a few teaching assistants to help him correct his homework, but he didn't even look at those homework himself.

In addition, in order not to affect the teaching assistant, the amount of homework in those days was actually pitiful, which made a student like Flint very happy!

Thinking of the joints, Flint gritted his teeth and said with a forced grip in Dracula's smiling gaze:

"Professor, I think that anyone who can become a teaching assistant in Defence Against the Dark Arts must at least have the strength of last year's assistant teaching assistant Quirrell!"

"Is Assistant Quirrell strong?" Dracula played with the wand in his hand, and the expression on his face became more playful, "I remember that the information about Assistant Teacher Quirrell has been announced, and I think you should know who he is as a powerful dark wizard."

"Do you want Assistant Coach Riddle to have the strength of Assistant Coach Quirrell?"

Cold sweat flowed from Flint's forehead, but for the sake of his own plan not to do his homework, he could only bite the bullet and say, "That's right, Professor Dracula."

"I think Assistant Coach Quirrell did a great job last year and don't want to find someone who is not as good as him...... Especially when he's so young."

Dracula shook his head with a smirk, and turned to look at Riddle, who had been watching the play for a long time.

"What do you think, Assistant Teacher Riddle?" He asked.

"Professor, since the students are questioning my strength, why don't you show them a little bit?" Riddle smiled softly and glanced lightly at Flint.

Flint looked at this gentle smile and didn't know why, but he felt a strong chill from it.

He may never have dreamed that the powerful dark wizard Quirrell assistant he used as a shield could be regarded as the servant of this Riddle assistant on the stage!

"No problem." Dracula nodded slightly, "In that case, let's change the way we teach this lesson."

"Everyone, put away your textbooks!"

The students in the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom said they were accustomed to it, and they skillfully stuffed their textbooks back into the drawers.

"Now, Assistant Coach Riddle will have a 'friendly, dueling' with you one by one." Dracula smiled maliciously, "Just take this opportunity to check on your achievements in the Dueling Club these days."

Then, he looked at Riddle, "Don't overdo it, they're going to the dueling club party in the evening!"

….

Riddle bowed his head slightly, then walked straight to Flint's place.

"Let's start with you, Mr. Flint." He whispered.

……

When the bell rang for the end of class, the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom was in shambles.

"Corpses" were laid out in all corners of the classroom, their eyes rolled and their mouths dressed in rough clothes.

"You guys have a good night's rest, and remember to be on time at the dueling club in the evening!"

Dracula and Riddle walked out of the classroom on time, and before leaving, Dracula did not forget to remind him to participate in the punctual club.

Outside the classroom, there were already groups of little wizards probing their brains to inquire about the news, even if they had seen such a scene in the classroom many times, they still couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts.

When they heard Professor Dracula's "kindness" reminder, everyone present shuddered together, and a word quietly came to mind-

"Devil!"

Fred and George, who had been waiting in the hallway for a long time, entered the classroom first, bouncing back and forth in the open space where there was no body to lie on, and soon spotted Percy Weiss in the crowd.

"Percy, tell us what we just talked about in this lesson!" Fred asked, shaking Percy's body and looking curious.

"Did Professor Dracula find the training in the dueling club not enjoyable enough, or did he get back to devil training?" George also asked beside him.

"No...... None of ......" Percy was shaken by Fred, but he didn't have the strength to break free, and said intermittently, "Professor Dracula didn't know where to find a new teaching assistant

…… He's as devilish as Professor Dracula...... One person singled out a bunch of us ......."

"No, Assistant Teacher Riddle was there when we were in class?" Fred saw that Percy was about to faint, so he stopped shaking, "But we clearly don't have this kind of devil training!"

At this time, another sixth-grader spoke and told them the truth of the matter.

"Flint...... I'm going to kill you......" was the breathless voice of Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, "It's okay to mess with it...... What do you do by messing with Assistant Coach Riddle...... Cause all of us to duel him......"

Fred and George glanced at each other and silently placed the new assistant Riddle on the blacklist of the two's pranks.

……

At the same time, in the principal's office.

"Albus, I want to know what is the identity of Professor Dracula's latest teaching assistant?" Professor McGonagall, wearing a peaked top hat, hurried in and asked with a serious face, "I always felt that he was a little familiar, and I knew him well...... It doesn't seem like a positive impression."

"Albus, who the hell is this Riddle Teaching Assistant?!"

Dumbledore was working on a document on Horcruxes, and when he saw Professor McGonagall arrive, he silently put it away.

"You may be mistaken, Minerva." He smiled and said, "I don't have any impression of Assistant Coach Riddle...... Oh, I see, maybe he looks a little like your handsome Muggle first love decades ago?"

"I'm not kidding you, Albus!" Hearing Dumbledore's old and indecent remarks, Professor McGonagall said angrily.

….

"Minerva, I'm not kidding." Dumbledore still kept a smile on his face, "If you think about it, both of them are very handsome, maybe they really resemble each other?"

"Since you don't want to say, then I'll find it myself." Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and glared at him angrily, then hurried down the spiral staircase of the Headmaster's office to look for clues herself.

Looking at the departing Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore sighed softly.

Turning Professor McGonagall off in such an unseemly way would have changed the subject very quickly, but he didn't know how long he could hide it from her, or if it would have any other ill effects.

Dracula's decision to suddenly make Riddle an assistant coach did catch Dumbledore off guard.

Although Voldemort's face had been distorted more than forty years ago, few in the wizarding world today know what he looked like when he was younger.

But wizards generally live a long life, and there are always some wizards who lived through Voldemort's student days still alive.

Not to mention the wizarding world, just in Hogwarts Castle, there are several wizards who know what Voldemort looked like when he was young-

Excluding Dumbledore himself, Professor Kettleburn, who has been a professor of the Conservation of Magical Beasts class for more than sixty years, is one of the professors who taught Tom Riddle back then. Luckily, Riddle, who is a Horcrux, doesn't need to come to the auditorium to eat, so he hasn't met Professor Kettleburn, who always teaches classes outdoors.

However, not only that, but Hagrid, the current gamekeeper, also knew Riddle and was even extremely impressed with him.

Riddle reported Rubeus Hagrid, who was still a third-year wizard, and made the Hogwarts professors think that the eight-eyed spider that Hagrid secretly raised was a murderous monster. Because of this, Hagrid was expelled from Hogwarts, and Riddle received the Special Contribution Award to the school.

Even Professor McGonagall, who was not impressed by Riddle, entered the university less than a decade later than the brilliant alumnus of the time, and there were always many opportunities to learn about Tom Riddle's legend and even witness him as a young man.

Dumbledore pulled out the papers he had just put away from the drawer and examined the plan that Dracula had briefly introduced to him.

He also knew that making Voldemort's Horcrux a teaching assistant was probably not part of the plan, but just another way for Dracula to have fun.

But Dumbledore decided to indulge Dracula for once.

Because he knew that only if Draculace was truly entertained by the plan, he would follow the plan and guide Voldemort to his doom step by step; so that you don't feel bored halfway through, and then take the initiative to choose to quit.

For Dumbledore, the presence of a professor like Dracula was a blessing that could add a formidable force to the plan to destroy Voldemort; But the appearance of such an unruly vampire is also a misfortune, Dracula has been out of Dumbledore's control from beginning to end, and no one knows what outrageous things he will do next.

Amid the whispers of the portrait and the soft cry of the phoenix, Dumbledore gently folded the file in his hand and placed it in a drawer full of desserts.

[In other words, it is the best way to read aloud and listen to books at present, @,.install the latest version.] 】

He sighed and casually burned the other piece of parchment on the tabletop to ashes.

That was his original plan.

Dumbledore knew that his original plan had too many chances, and it was difficult to guarantee the success rate of the eventual elimination of Voldemort, and it was also difficult to really save the life of Harry Potter, who had become half a Horcrux.

The price to pay was so great that he ended up opting for another plan that was not entirely under his control......

……

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Hogwarts Bloodline Professor.

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