After chatting with Dumbledore for a while, Dracula became a little depressed.
He clearly remembered that he had come to the headmaster's office to question him. How come under Dumbledore's expectant gaze, this responsibility became a direction to strive for in the future
Dracula silently labeled Dumbledore a big liar in his heart.
After a brief conversation, the two of them went up to the fourth floor via the automatic spiral staircase at the entrance of the principal's office and walked together to the restricted area on the right corridor.
"I still can't understand why you would place danger inside the school?" Dracula turned to Dumbledore and asked, looking at the empty corridor, "Put the students in danger just like that?"
"Professor Dracula, you just said that Voldemort could come back at any time." Dumbledore said, "In this case, I need to know his specific status in advance. School is the only place I can always take care of."
"So this is actually a trap for Voldemort, right?" Dracula frowned slightly. "If Voldemort can fall for such a simple trap, I'm afraid I'll be worried about the current situation of the wizarding world."
"You are really amazing for letting such an idiot become a big villain who dares not even mention his name."
"Don't say that. Voldemort was very smart when he was young." Dumbledore smiled. "It's just that I will put treasures that he can't refuse in these levels for safekeeping. I can guarantee that even if he knows it's a trap, Voldemort will definitely try it."
"Oh?" Dracula raised his lips with interest. "Is the bait very precious? Then you brought me here to set up the level without any precautions. Aren't you afraid that an evil vampire like me will covet it and steal it?"
"Professor Dracula, there's no need to say that. I believe you are not that kind of person." Dumbledore smiled kindly.
Then he added, "What's more, you are already very familiar with the things I put there, and you won't be interested in them at all. According to Nico, you probably wouldn't even bother to take this thing away if it was placed in front of you."
Dracula was stunned for a moment. So Dumbledore's bait was what Voldemort wanted, but he ignored it...
"Nicol lent you the Philosopher's Stone?" He frowned.
Dumbledore smiled and nodded.
"In order to lure Voldemort out, the price is really high." Dracula curled his lips, "I didn't believe Nico when he said that you two were friends regardless of age difference, but now I think it's conservative."
Dracula really wasn't that interested in the Philosopher's Stone.
Dracula had no interest in the two most famous effects of the Philosopher's Stone: making the elixir of life and turning stone into gold.
He was originally an immortal life form, but he was getting a little impatient with life at this point, and having fun became his only motivation to stay alive...
As for turning stones into gold, it was even more unnecessary. When wealth reached a certain level, it would just be a string of boring numbers. Dracula had no interest in money at all!
There may be many other strange effects, but after hundreds of years of knowing Nicolas Flamel, Dracula has long been tired of these functions.
Now it is indeed as Nico said, the Philosopher's Stone is something he is too lazy to pick up even if it is placed right in front of him.
"Well, it's your business how you want to use it. It has nothing to do with me." Dracula said dully, "Now I just want to know, how are you going to ensure that no brave students sneak in?"
"If you ask me, the Gryffindor twins are a real risk. It's obvious that the more you forbid them, the more they want to try it."
"Ah, Professor Dracula, don't worry." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Hagrid's little cutie will chase them away and won't cause them too much harm!"
"Hagrid's little cutie?" Dracula looked at him puzzled.
"A big dog, after proper training, will not cause any harm to a young wizard." Dumbledore winked at him. "Of course, I also contributed to this."
Dracula scoffed at Dumbledore's words.
In his opinion, it was very likely that Hagrid had a very ferocious dog, which was placed in the penalty area by Dumbledore to guard the goal.
Maybe he had cast a spell on this poor dog, perhaps a Confusion Charm or a Forgetfulness Charm, so that it did not have much ill will towards the little wizards of Hogwarts and was only responsible for driving the naughty kids out of the restricted area.
The two chatted and unknowingly walked to a door.
Push open this door and you will enter the first level guarding the Philosopher's Stone.
"... So this is Hagrid's little cutie?" Dracula looked up at the big dog sitting on the ground, which was taller than him, and said speechlessly.
"Of course, that's how it looks to Hagrid," Dumbledore said with a smile, "Hagrid even gave it a name, Fluffy."
Before my eyes was a dog that filled the entire space between the ceiling and the floor.
It had three heads. Three pairs of eyes, wide and bulging with madness, three noses, twitching and sniffing in their direction, and three drooling mouths, saliva hanging and dripping from yellow fangs.
Seeing Dracula and Dumbledore entering his territory, Fluffy the three-headed dog immediately jumped up, and all three heads roared angrily at the same time:
"Woof woof woof!"
Dumbledore and Dracula didn't pay much attention to this harmless little dog and continued chatting among themselves.
"You know, Professor Dracula? There is something magical about the three-headed dog." Dumbledore said, "This animal will fall asleep when it hears music, so I think you can try singing a song for Fluffy."
"So why don't you sing?" Dracula crossed his arms and glanced at him.
"Ah, you have to be considerate of an old man..."
Dumbledore's tone suddenly froze, and he looked helplessly at the young-looking vampire professor beside him. He suddenly thought of the real age of the person next to him.
Dracula looked at him with interest, waiting to hear the young old principal sing.
Just as the old headmaster was trying to change the subject, Fluffy, the three-headed dog who could no longer tolerate the two's contemptuous attitude, finally couldn't sit still anymore and pounced on Dracula and Dumbledore with a roar.
“Awoof woof woof!!”
Dracula, whose fun was interrupted, glared at it fiercely.
Dracula's burgundy eyes collided with the big dog's eyes, and it immediately felt a kind of suppression attribute belonging to a superior dark creature, as well as a fear coming from deep in its blood.
Lu Wei suddenly braked but failed to stop and fell in front of Dracula.
"Woo, woo, woo..." It hummed aggrievedly.
Dracula took a few steps forward and raised his hand to rub Lu Wei's dog head.
"It feels good, fluffy, but a little dirty." He stroked the dog's ears and turned to Dumbledore and said, "Do you want to try it, Dumbledore?"
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