Professor The Vampire Earl of Hogwarts

"Good evening, Harry!" Hermione took Krum's arm and smiled brightly at Harry and Ginny, "Good evening, Ginny!"

A look of extreme amazement appeared on Ginny's face.

"Wow, Hermione, so you look so beautiful after dressing up!" She said enviously, "Speaking of which, Krum's eyesight is so good, he discovered the fact that two idiots haven't realized for several years."

"Ahem." The idiot standing next to Ginny choked.

Hermione blushed, and Krum nodded dully, giving Ginny a slightly stiff but good-natured smile.

At this time, Ron and Eloise Midgen walked over from the opposite side of the hall hand in hand.

"Hey, Ron..."

Harry originally wanted to say hello to Ron, but he found that his good friend's face was terribly gloomy at this moment.

Ron didn't seem to see Harry and Hermione at all, pulling Midgen and walking straight into the auditorium from them.

"Did you say... Ron didn't see us?" Harry asked Ginny hesitantly, "Or he just didn't recognize Hermione, thinking that Hermione lied to us by saying that she had a partner?"

"I don't think so." Ginny curled her lips. "I think his expression is probably jealous. After all, this idiot never thought that Hermione, who gets along day and night, is so beautiful."

"Of course, it's also possible that I'm not satisfied with the fact that I secretly became your dance partner..." At the end, Ginny's cheeks turned red.

After the other students were seated in the auditorium, Professor McGonagall looked at the warriors and their dance partners, and asked them to line up two by two and follow her into the auditorium.

Harry could only temporarily suppress the confusion in his heart, and filed in with the other warriors, and walked towards a large round table with referees and security guards sitting at the front of the auditorium.

When the warriors entered the arena, the students who were already seated applauded enthusiastically.

On Christmas night, the entire auditorium was newly decorated, which was brighter and more beautiful than any previous Christmas dinner decoration.

The walls of the auditorium were covered with glittering silver frost, the ceiling was a starry night sky, and hundreds of garlands of mistletoe sprigs and ivy were suspended above.

Gone were the four long college tables, replaced by a hundred small lantern-lit tables, each with a dozen students sitting around them.

On the whole, the little wizards who are familiar with each other in each academy sit together, but the boundaries of the academy seem to be not as clear as before.

Harry concentrated his thoughts, maintaining the demeanor that Professor McGonagall secretly taught him, being careful not to be stumbled by the skirts of the various long dresses around him, and trying his best to maintain the image of a four-wizard tournament warrior.

Ginny's face was flushed, but she seemed to be very happy. She held Harry's arm tightly and smiled brightly at everyone, as if she was showing off something.

As they approached the guest table, Harry and Ginny saw Ron and Midgen.

Ron was squinting, watching Hermione walk down the aisle intently.Midgen's expression seemed a bit dumbfounded, and he moved his eyes back and forth between Ron and Hermione curiously.

"Your state is very strange today." Midgen asked in a low voice with a look of interest, "Do you like Hermione?"

"Hmm... huh?!" Ron was like a husky that had been kicked, his face was suddenly filled with shock, shame, anger, and wonder, "How is it possible! How could I like her? We are brothers! Brothers mean, do you understand?!"

"Understood, I know that you are brothers." Midgen couldn't help but said, "You don't have to react so aggressively, Ron."

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While Midgen was eating melons, while Ron was desperately resisting, the warriors had already passed by the students and came to the front of the guest-of-honor table.

Dumbledore smiled happily and waved to the warriors and their partners;

Karkaroff didn't seem very happy, probably because his beloved apprentice Krum got too close to a Muggle-born wizard at Hogwarts; Ludo Bagman was wearing bright purple robes tonight, with With big yellow stars printed on it, he clapped his hands as enthusiastically as his classmates;

Madame Maxime shed her usual black satin uniform for a lilac flowing gown; Professor Hicks wore a gown of shining silver thread.

Of course, Professor Dracula, who was the security guard, was the most eye-catching one among the guests of honor. In the entire auditorium, most of the little wizards' eyes were on their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, regardless of whether they were boys or girls.

At first glance, Dracula's attire did not seem to be much different from usual, it was still the black and red stitching wizard robe from before.But tonight, he turned up his collar——

It's just the change of turning up the collar. For some reason, it seems that a casual robe has changed, and it suddenly becomes a robe that is not inferior to any other dresses present.

At the same time, Dracula's long silver hair, which had always been loose, was rarely bundled up, revealing a pair of pointed ears.

He also wore an extremely luxurious and exquisite dark crown, which was inlaid with three dark red gemstones. The gemstones exuded extremely profound magical fluctuations, which were obviously of great value.

Of course, the little wizards present did not know that the reason why Dracula wore the crown was actually because of a lot of twists and turns——

The Big Four Tournament is a big event that is rarely seen in a century. As the organizer, Hogwarts must of course show its demeanor in front of many foreign guests.

For this reason, before the Christmas ball, Professor McGonagall personally went to Dracula's office to persuade him, hoping that the lazy Dracula could tie up his loose hair and wear a decent top hat.

Of course Dracula didn't want to, but he couldn't resist Professor McGonagall's earnest persuasion, so he was going to grab a hat temporarily to make up for it.

He immediately thought of the first Christmas when he just came to Hogwarts, he used to wear the cleaned Sorting Hat on his head as his top hat... At that time, the Sorting Hat also humorously shouted "Ah The name of the "branch" of Zkaban...

However, Dracula's idea was rejected.

joke!Even if the Sorting Hat is not serious, even if it was indeed the hat of Dracula's friend Gryffindor more than 1000 years ago, its connotation has quietly changed after so many years.

Now, the Sorting Hat is a cultural relic representing Hogwarts, a symbol representing the different spiritual cores of the four houses.

What would they think of Hogwarts if they just appeared in front of the other guests with the Sorting Hat on their heads so hastily?

Is the famous Sorting Hat just a professor's dispensable toy?

...Although the fact is true, Professor McGonagall is unwilling to let this fact be exposed to other schools, at least it can save the Sorting Hat a little face.

Therefore, Dracula had no choice but to dig out the crown that he hadn't worn for an unknown number of years.

Now it is only a vampire scepter away from the image when it ruled the entire Dracula castle at that time...

This kind of Dracula, which is close to the full body image, is undoubtedly very eye-catching. Harry took a lot of effort to move his eyes away from the mysterious Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and looked at the last seat of the guest of honor. .

He noticed with surprise that Mr. Crouch hadn't come.In the seventh seat at the table sat Ron's brother, Percy Weasley.

The warriors and their dance partners came to the table, and Percy pulled away an empty chair beside him and looked at Harry brightly.

Harry understood what he meant and sat down next to Percy.

The next moment, Percy saw Ginny beside Harry, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Ginny? How could you be Harry's partner?" Percy asked Ginny in a brotherly manner.

"Why, can't I be Harry's dance partner?" Ginny, after being shy at the beginning, has let herself go a little bit now, and said to Percy with her head held high.

"It's not impossible, it's just..." Percy scratched his head, forgetting what he wanted to say.

"Percy, why didn't Mr. Crouch come?" Harry was also a little embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject, asking the question he really wanted to know.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you—" Percy finally remembered what he wanted to say, with a smug smile on his face, "I've been promoted!"

He tidied up his brand new navy blue dress robe, with a smug and pretentious look on his face.

"Mr. Crouch saw me working hard and earnestly, so he specially promoted me to be his personal assistant!" Percy said, listening to his tone, he thought he had just been elected as the supreme ruler of the universe.

"As Mr. Crouch's personal assistant, I am here on his behalf."

"But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with why he didn't come...?" Harry asked.

"I'm sorry that Mr. Crouch isn't in very good health... or very badly." Percy sighed and explained to Harry. That's right."

"It's not surprising, though, that the International Department of Magical Exchange has worked so hard. And he's not as young as he used to be—although, of course, he's still very good, and his mind is still as sharp as ever. But the World Cup is A terrible failure for the Ministry as a whole..."

"Well, as I said, he's getting old and needing to be cared for. But there seems to be some accident with the house-elf in his house, and his wife and son are dead, so I guess there's no one around now." Take care of him……"

"Later, we had to prepare for the Triwizard Tournament and deal with the aftermath of the World Cup—that nasty woman named Skeeter spread rumors everywhere..."

"Alas, poor man, he's having a peaceful Christmas and needs the rest so badly. I'm glad he knows he has someone he can count on to take care of things for him."

After talking about it, Percy finally turned the topic to himself, and praised himself without hesitation.

"Talk less, Percy." When Percy was about to continue boasting, Ginny interrupted him in time, "I remember it clearly, just four months ago at the Quidditch World Cup , Mr. Crouch can't even remember your name!"

Harry nodded approvingly.

He remembered, too, that Mr. Crouch had called Percy "Wetherby."

"That was then! It's not the same now!" Percy blushed anxiously.

At this time, a shiny golden plate was placed in front of everyone. There was no food on the plate, but a small menu was placed in front of everyone.

Harry muffled Percy's babble, picked up his menu uncertainly, and looked around—there were no house-elves serving him.

At this time, Dumbledore seemed to see his confusion, looked carefully at his menu, and then read very clearly to his plate:

"Pork chops!"

A very tempting looking pork chop appeared on the plate immediately.

The other people at the table suddenly realized that they followed suit and ordered their favorite food on the plate.

The dinner started smoothly. While enjoying the sumptuous food, the professors and students present did not forget to chat with the dance partners around them, taking the opportunity to exchange feelings and discuss how to coordinate with the dance in the next dance.

Hermione and Viktor Krum were having a speculative conversation and didn't seem to be paying attention to what they were eating.

It occurred to Harry that, even in a match together, he had never heard a word from Krum before.

But he does speak now, and he speaks cheerfully—

"Ah, we actually have a castle, I don't think it's as big or as comfortable as this one." He said to Hermione with a smile on his face, "Ours only has four floors, and we can only light it when we use magic. ..."

Meanwhile, Fleur Delacour is criticizing the decor at Hogwarts to Roger Davies.

"It's nothing," she said contemptuously, looking at the star-studded walls surrounding the Great Hall. "At Beauxbaton Castle, our Great Hall is filled with ice sculptures at Christmas time."

"Of course, those ice sculptures don't melt at all... like giant diamond statues, shining in the auditorium. The food is also superb. We also have a choir of forest fairies who serenaded us when we ate listen."

"We don't have these ugly armors by the wall. If any prankster enters Beauxbatons, he will definitely be kicked out..."

Roger Davies watched her talk with a look of ecstasy on his face, and several times he held his fork crookedly and missed the food in his mouth.

Looking around the hall, Hagrid was sitting next to another staff chair.He put on that ugly fluffy brown suit again, and his hair was combed into a broom.

Compared with Professor Dracula's hairstyle, Hagrid's hair looks like a bundle of weeds...

At this moment, Hagrid was looking up at the guest table, and kept looking at Ms. Maxim.

"Long time no see, Weasley." A voice rang in the ears of Harry and Ginny.

They turned around in surprise and found that Professor Dracula had changed his position at some point and appeared beside Percy without attracting the attention of anyone else.

"Ah, Professor Dracula, it's nice to see you again!" Percy saw the professor he had always admired, and immediately sat upright, turning from a personal assistant to a senior official of the Ministry of Magic into an obedient student.

"Would you mind talking to me about what you told Potter earlier?" Dracula asked softly, "That Mr. Crouch, what happened to him?"

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