Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

Rove used several cleansing spells in a row to clean up the vinegar on his body, but there was still a strong sour smell surrounding him.

He smelled the smell on his body, and secretly felt a little bad in his heart.

If the other Hufflepuffs smelled this unmistakable vinegar smell, wouldn't they immediately know he was deflated in the barrel at the entrance to the common room?

Thinking of this, Rove secretly took out the Winged Demon that was curled up into a cocoon in his pocket.

"Little guy, lend me some of your venom." He whispered, "I haven't learned the Oblivion Curse yet, maybe I will use your venom."

The venom of the Winged Demon has a certain effect of erasing memory after dilution, which is somewhat similar to the Forgetting Curse.

However, the Forgetting Curse can erase any memory, and the diluted effect of the Winged Demon's venom is to make people forget bad memories.

Rove's grandfather used to use the venom of the crooked demon in America to help the Magic Society of America eliminate all the local Muggles, or non-magic people called No-Majs there, from their memory of magic.

It was also because of Newt's actions that the "International Federation of Wizards' Secrecy Act" was maintained.

Rove wants to collect the venom of the Winged Demon, so he has the idea of ​​erasing other people's memories.

If someone finds out that he sneaked into Hogwarts secretly, then he is going to make a funny face suddenly to scare the person, so that the memory of seeing him becomes a bad memory, and then use dilution The Winged Demon Venom removes it.

Rove looked at his bag that his grandfather had cast the Untraceable Stretch Curse on without telling his grandmother. It contained a mask made according to the Boggart's characteristics, and smiled with satisfaction.

As long as you wear this mask, the wizard who faces him will see the most feared thing in this life, very practical!

As a future magizoologist, every time Rove goes out on an expedition, he will prepare various props for himself that he doesn't know if they are useful or not, maybe they will come in handy at any time.

He deftly took out a small vial, grabbed the sharp teeth in the croucher's mouth and began to collect the venom.

However, at this moment, a rather handsome student who looked two or three years older than Rove suddenly walked around the corner of the corridor and appeared beside the barrel in front of the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room.

"Hey, what grade are you in? Why are you staying at the door of the lounge?" The Hufflepuff student glanced at the yellow and black scarf around Rove's neck, and did not question Rove's identity. .

"I don't seem to have any impression of you. My name is Cedric Diggory, a fourth-year student. What's your name?" He asked, taking out his wand from his pocket, and was about to point it at one of the large wooden barrels knock off the bottom.

Just at this moment, a sour smell came into Cedric's nose.

"Is this... the smell of vinegar?"

Cedric frowned, and instantly turned the direction of the wand that was about to hit the barrel, pointing at Rove.

"I said why I haven't seen you before, it turns out you belong to another college." Cedric said seriously, "Why did you pretend to be a student from our college wearing a Hufflepuff scarf, and even came to the door of our lounge ?”

Rove was watching Cedric's movements eagerly, wanting to take a closer look at how the Hufflepuff senior entered the common room.

He didn't expect the senior to be so keen, and he immediately suspected him, so he secretly hid the small bottle of the Winged Demon in his hand behind his back.

"What's in your hand?" Seeing Rove's sneaky behavior, Cedric frowned and asked, "Is it a prank prop that you want to throw into our common room?"

"No, senior, I'm really from Hufflepuff College." Rove argued without changing his expression, "I'm a first-year student, and I forgot how to enter the lounge..."

After being suspected by Hermione, this time he knew that he shouldn't be talking about the original second grade, it was too easy to be seen through.

If you pretend to be a first-year freshman, maybe you can use the excuse that you are not familiar with this place for a while longer.

"Stop talking nonsense, the first semester of the first grade is almost over, who can't remember the password?" Cedric didn't believe Rove's nonsense at all, "I guess, you shouldn't be Winclaw's, the people in their house aren't that boring..."

He thoughtfully guessed Rove's college, but he didn't know that this little wizard was not a student of Hogwarts at all...

"Both Gryffindor and Slytherin's may—"

"I wouldn't be surprised if Gryffindor got another Fred and George prank lover; if it's Slytherin, you might be one of those who are full of discrimination against Hufflepuff. Pure blood, those people always want to come and bully the students here."

"So which one are you?"

Looking at Cedric who seemed to see through everything, Rove was a little speechless.

How can I meet a random student who is so smart? Are all Hogwarts students so powerful?

"But I really belong to Hufflepuff, senior!" Rove insisted.

He wanted to struggle again, and quietly took out the bag that he cast the traceless stretching spell on, trying to take out the scary mask from it.

"Hold on!" Cedric amplified his voice, jerking his wand forward, "don't even try to sneak up on me with your mischievous little things. I've known Fred and George for a long time, and I'm pretty familiar with them." familiar!"

Seeing Cedric expose his plan at once, Rove became more and more helpless.

What kind of talents are Fred and George, so that this Hufflepuff senior can see their prank props at a glance?

Hogwarts is really full of talents, and it is by no means comparable to Infalmoney!

"Senior, but I'm really a Hufflepuff student." The sneak attack seemed impossible, and Rove decided to take the emotional route, "My memory has always been bad, and I often forget things since I was a child... "

He put on a weeping expression, "...my father and grandpa both study magical animals, they originally wanted to train me to be a magizoologist, but because of my poor memory, I was rejected by them give up!"

"Every time I feed small animals, I can't remember which ones I have fed, so often one animal is fed several times and is about to die, while the other one has not been fed once and is still hungry Condition……"

"For this reason, I'm afraid I won't be able to be a Magizoologist in my life..."

Luo Fu's eyes were full of tears.

Of course, these things are all nonsense.In other words, it was taken from the experience of a forgetful wizard who had come to the Scamander's house to apply for an assistant before.

However, Cedric didn't know that these things were made up by Rove, and he was very moved.

Cedric's father, Amos Diggory, worked in the Department of Magical Creatures Regulation and Control at the Ministry of Magic, and was a true magizoologist if he could say so.

Cedric, who has been familiar with it since he was a child, of course knows how to feed magical animals and what are the precautions.

So he knows very well that what Rove said about magical animals is fine, so he should have no problem with Rove's father and grandfather wanting him to be a magizoologist. lie.

"I'm sorry, I blamed you." After a little hesitation, Cedric put away his wand.

Most of his doubts about Rove disappeared.

But Cedric is still a leader among his peers, so he still has some doubts about what Rove said.

"What a poor little wizard, or tell me your dormitory number, and I'll send you back to the dormitory?" Cedric said with concern.

His tone was very gentle, but the connotation in it was to ask about Rove's dormitory, and wanted to further confirm whether this strange student was a freshman of Hufflepuff.

As an excellent student who worked as a tool for Professor Dracula for half a year... No, he was a teaching assistant. Cedric often went to each dormitory to collect homework, and he remembered the dormitory numbers of each grade very clearly.

Cedric had already decided that as long as Rove couldn't tell his dormitory number, or gave out a dormitory number that was not a first-year dormitory, then he would immediately drive this deceitful little wizard out of Hufflepuff's room. basement one!

However, Rove is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He discovered Cedric's plan almost immediately, so his heart was also tense.

How does he know which dormitory the first grade is in?

If you talk nonsense, the probability of being exposed is too high; but if you continue to use your poor memory as an excuse, it will be too unconvincing, and you will probably continue to be suspicious.

While hesitating, Rove suddenly thought of the story about Hogwarts that his grandfather Newt once told him——

"The Hogwarts kitchen is hidden behind a portrait of a huge silver fruit bowl. To open it, you have to reach up and scratch the pear in the picture, and then it will turn into a big green doorknob. This thing is basically only Hercules. The Chippaqi students know."

Rove's eyes lit up.

"Senior, you don't need to take me back to the dormitory, that would be too much trouble for you." He said.

Just as suspicion appeared in Cedric's eyes again, Rove said immediately: "I feel a little hungry and want to go to the kitchen to eat something, do you want to join me?" Cedric was stunned for a moment, then slowly nodded.

"Good," he said.

Cedric wanted to see if this strange student could find the location of the Hogwarts kitchen.

The method of entering the kitchen is basically something that Hufflepuff wizards have passed down from generation to generation. If he really enters the kitchen, then he can roughly assume the identity of Hufflepuff wizard.

Seeing that Cedric was willing to follow, Rove breathed a sigh of relief.

If the senior didn't come along, how could he use the kitchen location to prove that he was a Hufflepuff?

Thinking of this in his heart, Rove walked briskly around the corner of the wide marble corridor, looking left and right for the portrait with the silver fruit plate.

Finally, he found a big oil painting hanging on the wall.

Unlike other magical portraits that move around, the pattern in this painting shows no sign of movement at all, just like the most ordinary Muggle oil painting.

There is a huge silver fruit bowl in the painting, which contains apples, bananas, grapes, pears and other various fruits.

That one and only pear is right in front of all the fruits!

Uncontrollable joy appeared in Rove's eyes, and at the same time, a trace of nervousness appeared.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his hand, and gently scratched the huge pear——

Until then, the magic attribute of this oil painting was manifested.

A cute little face suddenly appeared on Lizi's body, as if he couldn't stand being tickled, he couldn't help laughing.

At the same time, the smiling pear seemed to be pulled out of the oil painting by something, elongated and thinned, and turned into a big green doorknob.

The stone in Rove's heart fell completely.

He grabbed the doorknob and gently opened the kitchen door.

The opening of the kitchen door seems to mean that a new world has opened to Rove...

……

That night, there was a new face in Hufflepuff's common room——

His name is Rolf Scamander, and he was the first non-Hufflepuff to enter the Hufflepuff common room!

Rove deliberately left the kitchen later than Cedric, and followed the method Cedric told him to enter the Hufflepuff common room, and followed the rhythm of "Helga Hufflepuff", holding the wand in the first place. The bottom of the large wooden barrel in the middle of the second row tapped.

One of the large wooden barrel lids slid open with the right tap, revealing a narrow passage.

Rove followed this passage and entered the Hufflepuff common room that he was thinking about—

The Hufflepuff common room is round, unpretentious, low, welcoming, warm, and sunny.There are many yellow draperies, polished copper trim, and soft sofas and armchairs upholstered in yellow and black.

Looking out from the circular windows, "swaying grass and dandelions" can be seen, bringing the entire lounge to life.

There is a large honey-yellow wooden mantel on the opposite side of the entrance, on which is engraved with the image of badger, the representative animal of Hufflepuff; there is also a picture of Helga Hufflepuff, the founder of the college, hanging above the fireplace. portrait.

When Rove came in, it was the time when there were the most people in the common room, and few people would pay attention to a new face that suddenly appeared.

After all, Hufflepuff has absorbed all the little wizards who don't meet the characteristics of any house, and has already become the house with the largest number of Hogwarts.

Therefore, there are too many students in Hufflepuff's seventh year, and it is usually difficult for young wizards here to have the opportunity to recognize every student in the same house.

Taking advantage of this unique opportunity, Rove quietly stopped a little Hufflepuff wizard who looked very young, and put his arms around his shoulders affectionately.

"Hey, hello classmate, are you a first-year student?" He asked familiarly.

"Ah, yes... yes." The little Hufflepuff wizard seemed to be frightened by Rove's familiarity, and his speech became a little stuttering.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Rove Scamander, a first-year freshman who just transferred." Rove made up nonsense without drafting, "Professor Dumbledore asked me to come to the lounge by myself. Find a first-year dormitory that still has beds."

"Do you know of any first-year dormitories with spare beds?" he asked.

In fact, allocating beds should be the job of Dean Sprout, but Rove only knew his grandfather's old acquaintance Professor Dumbledore at Hogwarts, and he didn't know who was the dean of Hufflepuff.

So he could only think of fooling this Hufflepuff first-year wizard in the name of the headmaster.

Rove's idea is that there are four people in each dormitory, as long as this year's Hufflepuff freshmen are not a multiple of four, then there must be dormitories with vacant beds, and then he can sneak in and live in them.

"Ah, nice to meet you too, my name is Giamaco Rondon." The first-year Hufflepuff wizard scratched his head and said honestly, "It just so happens that there is an extra bed in our dormitory. You can come and stay in our dormitory."

Rove's luck was not bad, and it took no effort to get this vacant bed.

He put his arms around Jamako's shoulders affectionately, and the two came to Jamako's bedroom together—

In each bedroom of Hufflepuff, there are four-poster beds with patchwork sheets, copper lamps that emit warm light, and copper bed warmers for young wizards in winter.

Giamaco's bedroom is the same, except that there are only three four-poster beds covered with sheets, and one bed is empty, so it can be seen at a glance that no one lives here.

As a future magizoologist, Rove, like Newt, has long since developed the habit of carrying his bedding with him, eating and sleeping in the open anytime and anywhere.

He naturally took out a set of quilts from the bag he had cast the No Trace Stretching Charm on, and spread them on the vacant bed on the spot, without being doubted by his three new roommates at all about his authenticity.

Not only that, on that night, Rove distributed all kinds of gadgets made of parts dropped from magical animals to all the first-year Hufflepuff wizards, and soon got along with these little wizards. The simple little guys mingled together.

"Well, what I brought to you is interesting, isn't it?"

At this time, in Rove's new dormitory, all the first-year Hufflepuff wizards gathered together, surrounded Rove like stars.

"Your little things are so interesting, Rove!" said Jamako, who was already familiar with Rove, "but you gave us so many good things, but we have nothing to give you , what's the point of this?"

"Yes, yes, we cannot accept so many expensive gifts from you!"

"That's right, it's too expensive!"

"..."

After all, the little wizards of Hufflepuff are simple, kind, and loyal, and they are not willing to accept Rove's gift for no reason.

"Don't rush to refuse, just listen to me."

Looking at the sincere faces of the new classmates around him, Rove couldn't help being moved, and he was even more satisfied with the school and college that his grandfather praised so much.

There was a smile on his face unknowingly, "Actually, I gave you so many things on the first day of coming to Hogwarts because I have something to ask of you..."

"Talk what you want, Rove, we are good friends!" one of the little Hufflepuff wizards said grandly.

"That's right, Rove, everyone should help each other!" Another little wizard said, "And you are so generous, we can't be too stingy, right?"

The simple and kind little Hufflepuff wizards had no idea what Rove was planning, and they all agreed.

"Thank you so much." Rove showed a moved expression, "Since that's the case, I won't hide it from everyone..."

"Can you help me hide my identity as a transfer student from other professors and classmates? If someone asks, just say that I enrolled with you, but I usually keep a low profile and don't get noticed."

"I don't want to be sidelined by other people because I'm a transfer student."

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