Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

"Harry, you must brace yourself!"

In the Three Broomsticks bar, Hermione took a glass of grape juice from the proprietress Madam Rosmerta, then turned her head and whispered to Harry seriously.

"Fire dragons are not as easy to deal with as the magical animals I saw in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class... Although Professor Dracula is watching over them, but this time we have to deal with fire dragons. It just rubs you with its claws. You'll be turned into a patty in one go!"

"Don't worry, Hermione, Professor Dracula will definitely help Harry deal with that dragon with ease." Ron said confidently, "Haven't you all seen it? In the first grade, Professor Dracula grabbed Harry with his bare hands." The troll's stick—"

Ron leaned over to Hermione and Harry and said, "If you ask me, Professor Dracula can kill that dragon with his bare hands without using a wand!"

Harry nodded in agreement.

He has a more comprehensive understanding of Professor Dracula's strength than Ron - because at that time he had seen Dracula chasing Voldemort with his own eyes.

No one would ever think that the dark lord who can't name can't beat a mere dragon, right?So obviously, the fire dragon has no difficulty for Dracula chasing Voldemort.

Thinking of this, Harry relaxed a little.

"Ron, you rely too much on Professor Dracula!" Hermione squinted at Ron and complained, "If Professor Dracula suddenly found something interesting around him while watching the game, what do you think? Would he like to stay on as a security officer or study his fun?"

"This……"

Harry and Ron looked at each other and swallowed at the same time.

It seems to be very reasonable...

According to Professor Dracula's style of acting in the middle of the lecture, he can jump out of the window and leave if he suddenly thinks of something interesting.

"Am I right?" Hermione raised her head triumphantly, "In short, Harry still needs to become stronger, at least to the extent that he won't be easily killed by the fire dragon."

"It's easy to say, but it's a fire dragon!" Ron was distressed. "Charlie had been training in Romania for so long, and it took several people to work together to deal with a fire dragon."

"But even with the cooperation of many people, he still has various injuries all year round. Every time my mother sees him, she has to talk about it for a while."

After listening to Ron's story, Hermione also fell silent.

"It's okay, you two don't have to worry about me." Harry took a deep breath, his eyes gradually became firmer, "I'm sure I won't just stand there and wait for Professor Dracula to come and save me."

"Now the whole of Hogwarts, even Beauxbatons, Ilvermorny, and Durmstrang are waiting to see my jokes, waiting to see how I can make a fool of myself in the competition...but I don't want to make a fool of myself."

"Since I have already participated in this competition, I should at least finish it decently." Harry said,

"Whether it's to prove to other houses that I'm not a thief who stole Cedric's honor, or not to embarrass Hogwarts in front of other wizarding schools...I can't put all my hopes on Professor Dracula. "

"It's the best...I mean the best, it's best if I don't get No.1 from the bottom."

Ron and Hermione looked at Harry with some touch. A smile gradually appeared in Hermione's eyes, while Ron showed a trace of guilt in his eyes.

He was now completely convinced that Harry had not signed himself up.

"You can do it, Harry." Ron patted Harry on the shoulder and said to him, "You are the No.1 Defense Against the Dark Arts in our grade!"

Speaking of No. 1 in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Hermione pouted a little depressed.

Since she lost to Harry in the first grade, no matter how hard she tried in every subsequent grade, she was still a little behind Harry in Defense Against the Dark Arts, which made her score No.1 in every subject. A little more regret.

"It's always good for you to think so," said Hermione, and it was obviously not the time to compete with the grades of a subject. "Don't worry, we both will help you well."

"In addition, I believe that this competition will not really ask you to defeat a fire dragon... That's too exaggerated!"

While the three young wizards were still talking, the back of Hagrid's huge, disheveled head loomed from the crowd outside the Three Broomsticks.

"Hey, why is Hagrid here?" Ron looked over there with some doubts.

"Oh, thanks to Merlin, he finally stopped combing his hair into a broom." Hermione glanced back, slightly relieved, "otherwise I really don't know how to face him."

Hagrid saw the three little wizards sitting on the three broomsticks in the distance, and waved to them from the window.

"Ah, so you are here." He bent over and squeezed through the narrow door of the three brooms, and then came to the round table where the three of Harry were sitting, and smiled at the three of them, "How is it? How are you doing recently?"

"Hmm...it's okay." Harry hesitated for a while, after all, he didn't tell the nervous Hagrid about his troubles during this period.

"I knew it!" Hagrid laughed loudly, and patted Harry's shoulder heavily, "You are a Hogwarts warrior, and soon it will be time for you to win glory for the school!"

"I just hope that I won't be ashamed in public." Harry grinned as he was hurt by Hagrid's slap on the shoulder.

"Relax, you'll get a good grade, Harry!" Hagrid bent down mysteriously and winked at Harry.

Then, he said in a very low voice that only Harry could hear: "Harry, come to my hut at midnight tonight and find me. Remember to put on your invisibility cloak."

Harry froze for a moment, and before he could answer something, Hagrid straightened up.

"Nice to meet you three today!" he exclaimed pompously.

After all, without even ordering a drink, he squeezed away several little wizards who wanted to come in, and got out through the narrow door.

It could be seen that the shop owner, Mrs. Rosmerta, was not very pretty.

"Why did Hagrid ask me to look for him in the middle of the night?" Harry turned his eyes to his two good friends and said in great surprise.

"Really?" Hermione was also taken aback. "I don't know what he wants to do. I don't know if you should go, Harry..."

She looked around uneasily, and said in a low voice, "I think you'd better take some time to think about how to deal with the fire dragon."

Yes, now is the time to race against the clock——

There are only the last three days left before the first event of the Final Four Tournament begins. On the afternoon of next Tuesday, the first event of the Final Four Tournament will officially begin.

If Harry couldn't think of a way to deal with the fire dragon within these three days, he would inevitably make a fool of himself in the arena, and then he would be looked down upon by students at Hogwarts and even other schools.

"But... I think Hagrid might have something important to see me too." Harry hesitated, but finally decided to live up to Hagrid's invitation, "He has never asked me to visit him so late before! "

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Facts have proved that choosing to live up to Hagrid's invitation has indeed given Harry a lot of gains.

At 11:30 that night, Harry, who pretended to go to bed early, put on the Invisibility Cloak, walked quietly through the Gryffindor common room, and came downstairs.

There were a few more people in the common room—Harry saw that Colin Creevey had gotten a stack of "Supporting Cedric Diggory badges" from somewhere, and was trying to magically change the words on them into "Support Harry Potter".

All he could do, however, was to get the insignia fixed on "Potter Stinks" with a lot of trouble.

Harry tiptoed past them to the Fat Lady's portrait hole, his eyes fixed on his watch.

At exactly 35:[-], the door opened suddenly.

It was Hermione who opened the Fat Lady's portrait for him from the outside as originally planned, thus enabling Harry to leave the common room through the hole without the Fat Lady's knowledge.

Harry whispered a "thank you" and walked past Hermione, heading for Hagrid's cabin.

The grounds behind Hogwarts Castle were pitch black.

Harry looked along the lawn towards the light coming from Hagrid's cabin, and saw that Beauxbaton's huge carriage was also brightly lit.

When he knocked on Hagrid's door, Madame Maxime could be heard talking in the carriage.

"You're here, Harry?" Hagrid whispered mysteriously, opening the door and looking around warily.

"Yeah," Harry felt a little baffled, and pulled the invisibility cloak off his head while flashing into the cabin, "what's the reason for looking for me so late?"

"I'll show you something," Hagrid whispered.

It can be clearly seen that Hagrid's expression is very excited at this time.

In the buttonhole of his coat was a sprig of flower that looked like a very large cabbage.Apparently he doesn't put machine grease on his hair anymore, but he still spends a lot of time getting his hair done like Professor Dracula—

There were a lot of broken teeth from combs on his hair. It should be that the fragile combs couldn't withstand the hardness and thickness of Hagrid's hair, so they broke in the hair.

"Hagrid, you really don't suit Professor Dracula's hair..." Harry said helplessly.

"Really? I think it's not bad, at least it's better than what I was before!" Hagrid tugged at his hair, and pulled out a bunch of broken teeth from the comb.

Harry wanted to persuade him a few more words, but Hagrid suddenly clapped his hands together, put his index finger in front of his lips and let out a "shh".

"Oh, I almost forgot the business," he said in a very low voice, "come with me, don't make a sound, cover your body with an invisibility cloak. Let's go without Fang Fang, it won't like it..."

"Listen, Hagrid, I can't stay long...I have other important things to do," said Harry.

But Hagrid didn't listen. He opened the cabin door and strode towards Beauxbaton's carriage.

After calling Ms. Maxim together, Hagrid led them—including Harry who was covered in the Invisibility Cloak, and the three of them walked a long distance around the edge of the Forbidden Forest until the castle and the lake could not be seen...

Gradually, the loud shouts of several wizards came to their ears, followed by deafening high-pitched roars.

Hagrid led Ms. Maxime around a bush for the last time, approaching the place where the roar came, and then stopped.

Harry stood under the Invisibility Cloak, and quickly followed, standing with them——

The next moment, he opened his mouth wide in shock.

Five adult fire dragons with a very fierce appearance and scales all over their bodies were locked in a field surrounded by planks, standing on their hind legs, roaring and snorting.

Clouds of flame burst from their open, tusk-filled mouths into the dark night sky.

Their necks are so high that their heads are fifty feet above the ground.

A silver-blue fire dragon with a pair of long, pointed horns was angry and roaring at the wizards on the field; a green fire dragon with smooth scales was twisting and stomping desperately; there was also a red fire dragon with a face Surrounded by a ring of grotesquely thin, pointed horns, it is shooting mushroom-shaped clouds of fire into the air; a dragon with iridescent pearl-shaped scales, colorful eyes, and no pupils is lying on the ground looking around vigilantly; It was a black giant dragon, more like a dinosaur than the others.

There are at least thirty wizards on the field, and every seven or eight wizards are responsible for dealing with one fire dragon.They tried desperately to subdue the dragon on the field, tugging at the chains that connected the thick leather straps that held the dragon's legs to its neck.

These fire dragons seem to have just been transported around Hogwarts and have not yet adapted to the surrounding environment, so they all appear a little irritable.

The dragon trainers present tried hard but couldn't control them, and finally they could only use the stun spell to quiet the fire dragons.

"You're here, Hagrid?" A red-haired wizard walked towards Hagrid, and Harry recognized Ron's second brother, Charlie Weasley, "Wait, why did you bring her too? "

Charlie looked at Ms. Maxim next to Hagrid, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, "A warrior shouldn't know what he's going to face—she will definitely tell her students, won't she?"

Harry, who was hiding under the cloak, was a little ashamed.

Charlie has indeed followed the rules of the Big Four, and it can be seen that he is trying to keep these big guys a secret.

But he obviously didn't expect that Hagrid was not a person who could keep a secret at all, not to mention that he was almost fascinated by Ms. Maxim.

"I just think she'd love to come and meet these lovely big guys." Hagrid shrugged his shoulders, still staring at the five dragons fascinatedly.

"What a romantic date, Hagrid." Charlie shook his head helplessly and sighed.

Ms. Maxim pursed her lips and smiled reservedly, an unknown light flashed in her eyes.

Then, Charlie began to introduce the names of these dragons to Hagrid——

"This is the Hungarian Horntail," Charlie said, pointing to the black-scaled, dinosaur-like Charmander.

"The smaller one over there is the common Welsh green; the silver-blue one is the Swedish short-nosed dragon; the red one is the Chinese fireball; and the prettiest one, the colored one, is the Australian opal-eye."

After introducing these fire dragons one by one, Charlie asked Hagrid in a low voice: "How is Harry? Although I really want to have some confidence in him, after all, these are fire dragons that only seven or eight of us can barely subdue."

"Oh, don't worry, Harry will be fine." Hagrid glanced at the air next to him without showing any trace, and then continued to stare at the dragons in a daze, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

"I really hope he is still safe and sound after facing this danger." Charlie looked at the field where the dragon was locked up, and said with a heavy heart.

"I dare not tell my mother what Harry is going to do in the first project, she is already flustered by Harry..."

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