Dracula said that the duel was a lot of fun.

Compared to the previous duel with the future self without knowing who the enemy was, this time, the duel with the past self without knowing the identity is a completely different kind of stimulation.

Although there are some hardware shortcomings, Dracula uses a random pine wand and can't use the magic he is best at, so he may have some gaps with his past self when he is tough.

But he can still remember most of his coping processes and methods in the last duel.

Therefore, if you deliberately reduce some spell battles and focus on increasing skill and agility, then Dracula's duel experience will be very good.

Especially looking at his past self, although he is still struggling to maintain his high style and strong aura, he can see the shock and confusion in his heart from his micro-expressions, which greatly satisfies Dracula's bad taste!

In fact, the two Draculas, dressed differently, enjoyed the battle until dawn.

At this moment, the sun completely rose from behind the distant mountains, hanging high in the air, casting a fiery red reflection on the surface of the Black Lake.

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The sky was exceptionally clear and blue, and it was difficult to see a single cloud.

In the past, Dracula had not bought a large hood from Madame Morkin to wear, and he couldn't help frowning in the sun, and unconsciously raised his hand to cover his forehead.

Dracula, who had returned from the future, wore a gorgeous red cloak, not an inch of skin was exposed, and the sun did not shine on him at all. Compared to Dracula in the past, he is slightly more comfortable.

But after all, it's still under the sun, even if there is no physical problem, but psychologically it's still very unhappy.

So Dracula spoke for the first time after coming to the shore of the Black Lake.

"I'm running out of time." He temporarily used Transfiguration to deform his voice, and said in a voice that was completely different from his usual life.

The fight has already been fought, so it's naturally not a big problem to say a little bit, even if the true identity is really discovered by the past self, it won't affect the battle situation.

What's more, just such a short sentence, and using a completely changed timbre, Dracula doesn't feel that his past self can really be recognized.

Sure enough, it took some effort for Dracula in the past to barely make out what Dracula was talking about, and he didn't guess his identity at all.

"What does it mean to have time?" Past Dracula asked.

However, Dracula was too lazy to communicate with himself anymore, he didn't plan to spend the rare time going back to the past on his past self, so he shook his head casually, and left the place with a phantom.

Of course, he completely guessed, or remembered, that his past self would make a block.

So in the last moment before the illusion left, Dracula used a strong iron armor spell to block the location of the spatial fluctuations, blocking the illusory handprint cast by Dracula in the past. ….

Not only that, but in order to prevent Dracula from finding himself in the direction of spatial fluctuations, he conjured a large group of rabbits with directional magic to perform apparitions around Hogwarts, completely disrupting the surrounding space.

As a result, Dracula of the past has nowhere to look for the Hooded Man.

……

Dracula of the past had no idea that the strange hooded man in his eyes was himself who had traveled from the future to the past.

He didn't expect that the hooded man who attacked the Hogwarts professor on the territory of Hogwarts did not choose to escape, but was very arrogant and directly apparitioned to the interior of Hogwarts Castle.

……

Standing in an uninhabited hallway at Hogwarts Castle, Dracula took out an old piece of parchment from his pocket,

The parchment is stamped with an old Hogwarts crest.

Dracula, of course, knew that in less than two minutes, his former self would have to take out the title deed and search the entire castle to find the trace of the hooded man in his eyes.

So Dracula, who had returned, took out the title deed first, quietly used the title deed to give himself a counter-probing authority, and cast a non-plottable spell and a avoidance spell on himself.

With the blessing of these several magics, the other title deed will be disturbed to a certain extent, and it will not be able to show Dracula's true figure on the title deed.

When he had done these few things, Dracula exhaled completely and stretched lazily.

Then, he took off his red cloak and appeared in the lounge dedicated to the faculty and staff.

"Good morning, Hagrid." Dracula pushed open the door to the faculty lounge and greeted a large man sitting on a couch almost as high as the ceiling.

"Oh!" Hagrid was startled by Dracula's sudden arrival, and hurriedly wiped his bearded face with a dirty handkerchief, and stammered back to Dracula, "Good morning...... Good morning, Professor Dracula."

Even though Hagrid had been a member of the Hogwarts staff for many years, he had not been to the staff lounge very often.

This was because except for a hall like Hogwarts Great Hall, there was no room for his size.

He was now sitting on the large soft sofa in the lounge, and one person occupied the entire sofa for three people, so that the cushions of the sofa were deeply dented, and the legs of the sofa made an overwhelmed "squeak" sound from time to time.

Because the height of the sofa was really not high, and the cushions were sunken, Hagrid had to curl up his legs and get stuck in the gap between the sofa and the coffee table.

Even so, his head was still over the bookshelf next to him, and he was only an arm's length from the ceiling.

Dracula looked at Hagrid's body, and then at the door frame where he could hit his forehead with a jump, and didn't quite understand how the big guy got in......

Hagrid pursed his lips when he saw Dracula close the door to the faculty lounge, and asked hesitantly, "Professor Dracula, are you...... Didn't you go to today's school board meeting?"

He had heard a rumor that Professor Dracula had beaten the school board members, and now he was talking about it in the school board, so he wanted to ask Dracula for help. ….

"Board meeting? Dogs aren't going!" Dracula sat down on another single couch and said with a look of disgust, "What's the point of a bunch of people messing around a table about all that mess?"

Hagrid opened his mouth, his expression becoming a little strange.

On the one hand, Dracula inadvertently scolded Lucius Malfoy, a bad guy who wanted to accuse him, and Hagrid found it very relieved; However, on the other hand, Dumbledore, whom Hagrid admired the most, was now in a meeting with the school trustees......

"Uh...... It's not appropriate to say so." He blinked his glasses and said thoughtfully.

"What's wrong with that?" Dracula didn't care about it anyway, "What's the matter, Hagrid, why did you suddenly ask about the school board?" The school board never seems to have anything to do with you, does it, Hagrid?"

"I'm just ......," Hagrid muttered, the matter of begging Dracula choked in his throat and unable to open his mouth.

At this moment, the door to the faculty lounge was suddenly pushed open.

Dumbledore, with white hair and a white beard long enough to hunch around his waist, walked in briskly, his face serious.

"Ah, Headmaster Dumbledore, is the school board meeting over?" Hagrid immediately stood up from the couch when he saw Dumbledore, took two steps forward with his head bowed, and met Dumbledore.

The reason why he kept his head down was because if he straightened his neck, he could easily hit his head against the ceiling.

"Well, the school board is over, Hagrid." Dumbledore nodded, but then Hagrid's inquiry

But with some absent-mindedness, his eyes went straight to Dracula.

"The Last ...... What is the result?" Hagrid didn't notice Dumbledore's gaze, still immersed in his own world, and asked nervously.

"You'll be fine, Hagrid." Dumbledore looked at Dracula two more times before turning his attention back to Hagrid, "Malfoy can't do anything to you, you're still the professor of the Magical Beasts Protection course."

"Oh, that's good." Hagrid breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

His lung capacity was so great that the exhaled air was like a gust of wind, blowing Dumbledore's white beard and white hair like fluttering flags.

Dracula watched with interest as the expression on Dumbledore's face turned into helplessness, and then silently smoothed out his beard and hair, and couldn't help but laugh.

Dracula's laughter drew Dumbledore's gaze back to it.

"Professor Dracula, I happened to have something to do with you." Dumbledore looked at him, the helpless expression on his face returning to seriousness, "Let's go to my office together."

"What's so important that you can't say it here?" Dracula asked.

He had just broken the rules of the Ministry of Magic and had a fight with his past self, and now he was a little weak and didn't want to follow Dumbledore to the Headmaster's office.

"This is important, Professor Dracula, and I must discuss it with you right away." Dumbledore was unmoved.

"I'm tired." The door to the faculty lounge hadn't yet closed, and Dumbledore looked at Dracula and pointed out the door. ….

Seeing his resolute attitude, Dracula shook his head helplessly and walked out of the door first.

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief and followed Dracula's footsteps out of the faculty lounge.

Before Dumbledore could close the door, Hagrid suddenly chased after him.

"Headmaster, that, that...... Buckbeek, is Buckbeak alright?" He seemed to think of something, and asked aloud, "Those cowards might be able to take their anger out on magical beasts if they can't do anything with other wizards, and Professor Kettleburn often encounters this kind of thing!"

Hagrid may seem silly on the surface, but when it comes to the animals he loves or the people he cares about, he is dedicated, responsible, and serious.

Dumbledore's face changed, and he sighed softly.

"Hagrid, I have other important things to do right now. Can we talk about Buckbeak later?" He whispered.

Hagrid's eyes widened, and his expression suddenly became dazed.

Dumbledore shook his head and slowly closed the door to the faculty lounge, then followed Dracula's footsteps.

"Is something going on over there with Hagrid?" Dracula glanced at the door that had just been closed and asked thoughtfully, "I mean, when I first entered the door, I saw him crying."

"Actually, word has spread about Hagrid." Dumbledore glanced at Dracula and said, "That's what you do...... Well, the reckless professor, I didn't know about it until now."

"Tell me?" Dracula asked.

"Hagrid's first class had a teaching incident: a hippogriff named Buckbeak attacked a student in class, and now the student's parents have approached Hogwarts to expel Hagrid." Dumbledore introduced.

"Actually, you don't have to be so tactful, aren't they Lucius and Draco Malfoy, father and son." Dracula chuckled, "It's just the two of them, I haven't seen anyone else do so much."

With that, Dracula added, "Oh, no, except for those Wes."

Dumbledore smiled helplessly and said, "It's indeed Malfoy. Draco Malfoy was attacked for not following classroom discipline and angering Buckbeak; Now Lucius Malfoy is trying to get justice for his son."

"Looks like you haven't solved this problem yet, Dumbledore." Dracula teased, "Well, do you need me

Help?"

"Let's not talk about this for now, at least I can handle it." Dumbledore said, "But the other thing is not so easy to handle......

"Did you say so, Professor Dracula?" He looked at Dracula with a sharp, deep gaze, and his tone was heavy.

"Oh? Is there anything else you can't handle?" Dracula's face didn't change color, as if he hadn't noticed the warning in the headmaster's words, "Or do you need my help with this matter too?"

"I really need your help in this matter, Professor Dracula." Dumbledore took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I don't need you to do other complicated things, just cooperate."

Dracula shrugged.

According to Dumbledore's tone and expression, I am afraid that he has already discovered the fact that there are two Draculas in Hogwarts Castle at this time...... He was now thinking about how to quibble to have a better chance of fooling the principal.

Although it is not very possible to deceive this old headmaster who is as smart as an old fox......

Before they knew it, the two of them had reached the eighth floor of the main Hogwarts tower, in front of the Headmaster's office.

"Butterfat gummy flies." Dumbledore uttered the password for the office.

The ugly stone monster that was guarding the door suddenly came to life and jumped aside, the wall behind it splitting in half.

Dracula and Dumbledore walked up the spiral staircase behind the stone head.

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